Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Panty Piss byslave naia©

Master left this morning for work. I am normally up and making breakfast, but I was dead asleep in bed when he left. When I woke up a package and a card sat on the table. I was as excited as a little girl and took a minute to reflect on him.

I was his little girl, always had been. He was my Daddy, took care of me in everyway needed. I quickly ripped off the beautiful ribbon and tore the wrapping paper off just as quickly. In the box, were a single pair of white panties. Cotton, full bottomed, god awful panties. A sarcastic smiles comes across my face, and I wonder what the world he has bought these for. I careful tear the pink envelope open and the face on the card has a picture of a lovely bouquet of daffodils. The middle simply said--

"baby girl, put these panties on at exactly 6:00pm. Wear nothing but these. We will be having company."

I stare at it for a little while, with a million thoughts running through my head. We never had company over. For dinner parties of course, but never with me in god awful granny panties. That is the first thing that runs through my head. How can I look good with these panties on. They are nothing like what Master normally has me wear. Lacey thongs or nothing is what my norm is. My heart beats faster and my palms become sweaty as I think of what daddy has in store for me.

I watch the clock for hours, cleaning the house in nothing at all. I am not to wear clothes around the house. Daddy only allows them when we are out and about. Cleaning anything I possibly can to simply pass the time. I shower and lotion my body so it is appealing to Master. Making sure I pay extra attention to my breasts and pussy. Adorning them with the sweetest scents. Making sure that every inch of my pussy is shaved clean and free of any hair. Daddy always checks that closely. I lightly run my fingers outside the lips and down to my ass. Careful not to touch inside my pink or my clit. I am soaking wet and horny from the apprehension of daddy and company coming. I could cum at any second but know damn well I better not. Daddy has such a good scent for things like that. He has caught me many times playing with myself. Coming in and smelling my fingers to make sure that I have not touched. Tasting them on a regular basis. I am proud that I am bare and smooth. I get up and wash my hands so daddy can not smell me. I seductively slide on my panties. In a strange way those panties made me feel sexy, and I look at myself in the mirror. I turn my head and glance at the clock. 5:45. I quickly light some candles around the house and kneel with my head on the floor, waiting by the door as I do every night as daddy enters his domain.

I hear the car pull up in the driveway and the car door shut. I listen closely for daddy to turn the key, but he does not come in right away. I hear yet another car pull in the driveway and that door slam. I hear two men?s voices coming toward the door and I make sure to spread my legs open a little further. The door creaks open and daddy walks right over me.

"Wow, now that is one good little cunt" I hear the deep dark voice, unfamiliar to me.

"Thank you Sam, she does work at it." Master laughs as he thanks the man back.

I want to glance up and see what this Sam guy looks like, but I keep my body to the floor.

"Okay little girl you may get up and get Sir Sam and I a cup of coffee."

I try as gracefully as possible to get off of the floor. I am never very good at that transition but manage not to fall on my face. I quickly serve Master and Sir Sam cups of coffee. Master takes his and smiles at me. Sir Sam pushes it away. Masters smile turns as fast as it came.

"Did you ask Sir Sam how He takes his coffee little one?"

"No Master, girl did not."I swallow hard

He smack my ass hard and nods to me.

"Sir Sam, what may girl add to your coffee to satisfy your taste Sir?"

"Just sugar girl, two scoops." He snaps back unhappily.

I scurry into the kitchen, adding 2 measured scoops to his coffee. Serving it gracefully I keep my hands up level, until he sips it. He nods with satisfaction and I quickly kneel at Daddy?s feet awaiting the next command.

"Good baby girl, now get up on the table and let Sir Sam and I see your panties"

I stand high of the table and pull my panties up a little. The are a tad big, but I know that Master wants them that way. The room is quiet and both men simply look at me. Their eyes raping every inch of my body. I simply look straight forward as not to catch them in a glance.

"Now little one, bend over with your pussy and ass in Sir Sam's face. I want your cunt in line with his nose so you may adjust yourself accordingly."

I turn my feet and body to Sir Sam's face, rolling back on the heels of my feet to get as close to him as I can without touching him. I feel his breath on my pussy and close my eyes. I hear him breath in a few times, and comment.

"That is one sweet little cunt. I can smell it is wet already. You have found yourself one good whore."

I await his touch, but it never comes. He simply breathes hot breaths as close to my panties and pussy as he can.

"Baby girl, I am sure you are wondering why you have these god awful white panties on aren't you?"

"Yes Master , girl has wondered all day." I quietly say.

"Sir Sam loves a woman's piss. He loves to see a girl pee in her panties and lick them clean. You are going to get a bowl, squat over it and piss all over those white cotton panties. When you are finished pissing in them, He will lick the outside of your panties and I will be fucking your ass with my fingers. You will be allowed to cum. When you do, Sam will slide his fingers along your pussy and inside scooping up the cum and eating it. You see little one, Sam loves cunt, and I have told him what a horny one you have." Master lifts my chin and nods to me.

I get up and search for a bowl, my palms are sweating and I am nervous. I find one and head back to the table. Placing it in the middle of the table, I climb back on. Glance over at Master and wait for a nod. He simply nods only once and I squat over the bowl. I see Sam staring at me the entire time, licking his lips waiting for the urine that will escape my body. I am nervous and it takes awhile for the warm urine to fill my white panties. Staining them with yellow liquid, it suddenly gives me chills against my cool body.

Soft moans are heard from both daddy and Sam, and Sam sucks on his fingers as the urine fills my panties. Only a little urine hit?s the bowl, most has soaked into my panties. I await for Daddy?s command as what to do next. Master pets my head and speaks loving, and softly in my ear.

"What a good little pet, look over at Sir Sam."

I glance over at him. His eyes are wide as saucers and he is hungrily sucking his fingers.

"So Sam, what is you that you wish of sweet naia now?" Master stretches up and looks at the gentleman.

"I want that piss soaked pussy, to bury my face in those soaked panties."

He has not spoken directly to me the whole time he has been there. I understand my place and what he wants, so I simply ignore that he is speaking over me.

"I want to taste that horny cunt on my fingers and gobble it all up. I am ready, are you?" He looks over to Master

"Yep, I am ready. Bend over the table girl. Sam will be sitting on the floor tasting your pussy and panties. He will also be jacking his cock off and Cumming on your feet. I will be fucking your ass hard with my fingers. I have given you permission to cum, as I am sure you are horny. You may cum whenever you like." Master smiles at me and I smile back.

I climb off of the table my panties are now cool from the air. I bend over the table and my breasts hit the table hard. It is cold underneath of me, but I soon feel Sam?s breath close to my pussy. He starts to hungrily lap up the soaked panties focusing on my clit and opening. He softly runs his tongue on the inside of my thighs to lap up any urine that hit there. I subconsciously grind my pussy harder in his face and Master smacks my ass hard. I immediately stop and relax myself. Quickly Master invades my ass with his fingers as promised and I gasp for air. Sam focuses hard on the top of the crotch of my panties and my clit swells underneath of him. My body is throw around as they take turns making me squirm from front to back. I bit my lip to put off Cumming as much as I can. Daddy notices and bend down to whisper in my ear. The slight movement just from him leaning push his fingers harder into my ass. My cunt comes hard as Sam buries himself deeper into me. My feet suddenly become warm as he shoots hot sticky cum on my feet. Master soon replaces his fingers with his cock and fucks me hard. Pounding deeper in my cunt, Sam sticks his fingers inside my pink hot pussy. I suddenly come again, and feel Master immediate follow. Loading my ass full with cum. We stand there a minute in silence, and Sam removes his fingers.

"So Sam, pretty tasty cunt isn't it?" Master asks as he rests his head on my back.

"Oh yes, that is one tasty little whore, both cunt and piss." He violently bites my inner thigh and I jump a little. Master removes his now soft and empty cock and I clean it up without even thinking. He pets my head as Sam sits in the chair.

"Okay lil girl, kiss Sam and thank him for making you cum. Then go ahead and start making dinner. You are to wear those piss soaked panties all night long."

I quietly walk over and kneel at Sam's feet. He bends down and kisses me deeply. I can taste my cum in his mouth and he lifts my chin and smiles.

"Thank You Sir Sam for making girl cum."

He nods and I get up to make dinner. With only the sound of the two men talking about what a good time they had.
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Friday, January 23, 2015

Juliette Gets a New Dress byDreamstime©

It builds up like a huge wave of excitement, lust and fear.

My want for a dirty, no holds barred session with my wife.

She knows it's building up in me, the grumpy comments, the early morning hard-on's that prod her in the back.

Nice, romantic love making has its time and place, but the sexual animal in me is beginning to stir.

"I want to be your sex slave" I whisper.

"I know" she replies, almost dismissively.

"When?"

"Soon babe, soon."

She knows my darkest fantasies, my deepest desires. I am the adventurous one, willing to push the boundary, always trying to see how far I can go. She has come a long way from the nervous shy young woman. Blossoming into an amazingly open minded, if somewhat still shy, nervous, sexy woman.

I opened up about my fondness for dressing in her underwear, how sexy it made me feel, how turned on I felt and how I dreamed of fucking her while dressed in her stockings, nervously hoping that I wouldn't freak her out and ruin everything,

It's Thursday morning, I have physio today, and she is off work.

"Is Juliette coming out to play today?" she asks me with a slight grin as we lie in bed, before we have to get up.

"She can do..." I stammer, heart beating a bit faster then the norm.

She kisses me, and jumps out of bed.

"Coffee?"

"Uh...please..yeah..."

She packs the kids off to school, and I get ready to go to the Physio. Nothing more is said about Juliette. Did she say it half asleep? Is she playing with me? What is her plan?

I get through my appointment with the Physio, desperately trying to put her words to the back of my mind, but not entirely succeeding, nearly giving in while standing in my underwear in front of my Physiotherapist!!

I get home, looking up to the bedroom curtains as I pull in, they are closed, my heart starts pounding, is she waiting for me?? I walk in and there is a note on the table.

"Get ready for me, I have popped into town and will be back at 11. I want you washed and wearing what I have laid out on the bed. I want you to be clean! I am going to make you mine xx"

I race upstairs, 40 mins or so to get showered, shaved and cleaned. I shave over my pubic area to make it smooth, and then shave my face, she hates stubble when I go down on her!

In the bedroom,Juliette's stockings and corset are laid out on the bed. My cock twitches as I see a new wig and a note.

"Get dressed, make up and high heels xxx"

I am more then turned on, I am now a big bubbling mess of sexual panic, what do I do first, make up, or stockings??

I opt for the corset, I slide my legs into it and wriggle into it, it's a tight fit and I sweat lightly as I get the straps over my shoulders, the end of the corset sits above my now fully erect cock, my recently shaved chest showing at the top.

I sit down on the bed, noticing the pre cum on my cock, I wipe my thumb over it and put it to my lips, and lift it off my thumb with my eager tongue. Next, stockings...she has put a new pair out for me, wow, I am really excited by this for some reason, normally I get the old laddered pair! I shiver as I place my foot in and pull the stocking up my legs, I wish I had shaved them, but no time for that today!

The corset has three clasps to hold the stockings, I put the first clasp from the corset onto the front of the stocking,then the back on, then the side on. I repeat the process on my other leg. I pull on a pair of lace knickers, tucking my erect cock into the corset, in a vain attempt to hide it!

Next it's the heels, a recent addition to my dress up days, I didn't have the courage to buy them in a shop, instead I ordered them online.

The week they took to arrive, I will admit, was the scariest I have endured for a while! As soon as I clicked to order,I panicked, what would she say, think, how would she react to seeing her man in heels??

Well, I reasoned, I had been upfront with her about having sex with a transsexual, so high heels should acceptable!

I put the heels on and did up the strap over my ankles, my legs taking on a new shape as I stood to admire myself in the mirror, now for the makeup. I am useless at this, and was hoping she would walk in and help me with this stage of my transition into Juliette.

Foundation first, all over my face, and neck, fully aware of how ridiculous I look, I carry on regardless. I apply the cheap Kelly Brook lipstick, red of course, and then I hear the car pull up...heart pounding I reach for the wig and put it on, a new brunette one, nicer then the red one I ordered with the heels a few weeks back, I look really different, still like a drag queen, but I am pleasantly surprised how I look, giving how I have rushed to get ready.

She calls me from downstairs.

"Juliette, are you here babe?"

"In t..the bedroom mistress.." I stammer back, heart pounding.

Footsteps, coming up the stairs, her smile beaming at me as I stand at the top of the stairs, waiting nervously.

"Well, well, look at the little slut! I bought you a present...be a good girl, put it on while I take a pee."

She throws a New Look bag at me, I catch it and feel so excited by her dominant manner, I peek into the bag and there is a new dress in there! I kiss her on the lips as she squeezes past me into the bathroom, she suddenly slaps me hard across the face! Anger flashing in her eyes!

"Who said you could kiss me bitch! Wipe that cheap shit lipstick off and get that dress on! Now!"

What the ... My cheek stung, and I felt silly, hurt and ... Excited!

I walked on my heels into the bedroom and took the dress out of the bag, Took the tags off and slipped into it, my head was swimming, I felt as though I had taken a massive hit from a loaded bong, my mind was rushing, swirling, I felt so...so...so high!

I put some socks into the cups of the corset, re-adjusted the dress, which was a red floral print number that sat just above the knee. It felt so light and airy, and I twirled from side to aside, enjoying the rush of air over my stocking clad legs, up to my balls, tucked into my knickers!!

I felt a slap on my arse.

"Look at you, you have been busy while I was out! Now let's sort your make up out girl."

She stood in front of me, smiling a wicked smile that I loved seeing. She went to work my face, applying the eye shadow, then the lipstick that made my lips tingle.

After ten minutes, she steps back, smiles and tells me to have a look. I step up to the mirror and am stunned, she has made my old face into something else! I look like a drag queen, but am very please with the result.

"Thank you mistress" I almost whisper.

"Sshhhhh.. Go downstairs and make some lunch, I would like a pitta bread, houmos and a salad, you can have the same."

I stand and stare, wondering who this woman is, how am I so lucky to have her?

"Do you want another slap bitch!" She barks at me, causing me to step back, stunned.

"N..no mistress!"

"Well shift that fucking slutty little arse now, before I lose my temper!!"

Speechless, I turn, in my dress and heels and make for the stairs, slightly giddy, I grab the handrail and start to walk as ladylike as I can down the stairs. I hear her put some music on on the bedroom, and her singing to herself.

I go into the dining room, my heels clip clopping across the floor, I catch a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror, I pause, turn and stare at the woman staring back, I move to the kitchen, the blinds are open, shall I close them?

"Leave the blinds open!" she calls down

I go into the kitchen, what if the neighbour opposite can see in!!

I comfort my panicked mind, reassuring myself that I look so different, the old lady across the road wouldn't be able to tell it was me, I fill the kettle, smiling at my new found braveness, when I sense movement from next doors drive, I freeze...shit...a postman steps over the wall! He looks straight at me, smiles and walks right across my drive, right across the window as I stand helpless, water pouring into the water filter, frozen I just stare as he smiles and moves to the front door to deliver the post, my heart is pounding! He moves onto the next house, and then the next, did he realise I was a man, did he just smile and move on, or did he think I was just a housewife filling the kettle up!!

Suppose I will never know.

My heart racing I prepare lunch and call her when it is ready, she comes down the stairs, and all I could think was "wow!", dressed in the outfit I bought her, secretly wanting it for myself!

She looks amazing, a red and black corset with red trimmed stockings and new high heels!

Wearing the red wig I normally would wear, she looks like a complete stranger to me, I gulp, and tell her how amazing she looks, she smiles and agrees. We sit and eat lunch, as surreal a scene as I could ever have imagined!!

Lunch finished, she stands up and orders me to tidy up, and then close the blinds. I do as I am told, shaking in anticipation of what is to follow. She walks upstairs I steal a look at her as she ascends up the stairs, she stops and looks over her shoulder and winks at me.

I walk around the dining room, nervous, horny, impatient. I look in the mirror, soaking in the moment, when I hear her coming, I straighten up my stockings, then my dress, one last look, I want to be perfect for her.

She is wearing a strap on cock, 7" inches and thick! Her leather paddle tapping her stocking thigh, tap tap tap, and a Devils grin.

"Kiss me" she demands as she reaches the bottom of the stairs.

Our lipstick painted lips meet.

We kiss softly, then a bit harder. Our lips part and I can taste her, her lipstick, her breath...feeling drunk from the lust and passion I bite her lip softly..

WHACK!!

A short sharp stinging session hits my cheeks!

And another!!

"who the FUCK told you to bite my lip you little bitch" she yells into my face!

"Sorry mistress" I mutter, confused and a little bit shocked! What on earth has gotten into her, I really am her slave, feeling a little overwhelmed I continue to apologise!

"Lick my shoes you cunt!"

My head is reeling, not sure what is going on, I obey.

"Get on your knees worm, and clean my shoes!!"

I do as I am told, licking her new high heels I feel totally lost in a new world.

"Turn around, show me that pretty little girly arse" she orders.

I shuffle around to show her my arse, "lift your dress ladyboy" she commands.

I expose my bum, clad in her knickers, with her stockings and suspenders leading down my legs.

"You are my slave, mine to do with what I want, when I want and how I want, do you understand bitch?"

"Yes..Mistress"

"You have upset me by biting my lip without my permission, you must pay the price"

"Yes..Mistre..."

I felt the paddle hit my pantie clad arse, sending pain shooting through my body! Followed by another and another...

"Be silent or you will get six more bitch"

Three more hits from her leather paddle, the pain was immense, and pleasurable... Dare I annoy her more?

"Sorry for ..."

WHACK! Another one hit my red arse cheeks, the redness of my beaten buttocks matching her wig.

"Who the fuck told you to speak!"

Four more hits, pain intensifying with each stroke! I stayed silent, not wishing to anger this "stranger" any further!

"Turn around you little piece of shit"

With my back to her. My buttocks were screaming, wanting to be soothed, getting hotter and hotter by the second, burning with pain.

"So you like to wank to trannies? Do ya?

You like to fuck trannies do ya?

We'll show me how you suck cock." She thrust her cock to my face and grabbed my head, forcing me into her. I could smell her, she was hot, I could feel the warmth of her pussy from behind the cock.

"Open your mouth" she ordered.

My mouth opened without me even thinking, she put the cock into my mouth and pushed slowly, my mouth wanted that cock, my red lipsticked lips were swallowing up the head of the cock.

"WIDER!!"

I stretched my mouth as wide as I could,she pushed that cock in, deeper and deeper until I started to gag, tears filling my eyes, the mascara beginning to run down my cheeks.

"You look like a trailer trash whore Juliette, wanna see?"

She reached for her phone and started taking pictures!

"That's it bitch, take it in, see what I have to do when you want s blojob, suck it like the little whore you are!"

I was now getting into the rhythm of giving that cock the best blojob I could, it tasted plastic,and false, but I would not stop, I did not want to upset my mistress.

My cock was fit to burst, as I sucked that cock for all I was worth, my mistress grinding her hips into my face, pushing that cock down my throat, not relenting for a second!

My jaws were on fire, my make up must of looked like a trashy porn stars! That thought turned me on even more!! She was taking more photos, and then ordered me to stand up. My jaws relaxed as soon as the cock came out of my mouth, missing it already, I was ordered to play with my cock facing the table, I released my cock from its knickers, the lace had been cutting into me and it was a blessed relief.

"Wank now slut!!"

I started to wank, unsure what she wanted next, "I am going to cum" I said apologetically, my face burning with embarrassment.

She forced me over so I was bent over the table, and slowly started to lick my arse, right on the hole, cheeks spread so I could feel her warm tongue flicking my pussy, while I wanked myself to the point of orgasm, she cupped my balls and ordered me to cum, there on the table!

I exploded, my cock, bulging harder then I had ever known it, sent my hot spunk across the table, my body rocked, shaking with orgasm, my face contorted in ecstasy. I opened my eyes and she stood there, looking unimpressed.

"Lick the table clean you dirty whore, get all that spunk in your mouth and then suck this cock!!"

My eyes widened, I have always fantasied about eating my cum out of her pussy, but always backed out from doing it, as I stood there, letting her words, her orders sink in, Slap, she hit me across the face again,!

"NOW BITCH!!"

OK, here goes I thought. I bent over and tentatively put my tongue to a large puddle of my cum, she sensed my nervousness and rewarded me with another belt across my arse. I started to clean all my cum from the table, soon I had a mouthful of cum...

"Suck it" she said grinning, eyes glancing at the cock she held in her hand.

I opened my mouth, careful not to spill its precious cargo, and took her cock deep into my mouth, I was lost now to a world of fantasy, she could order me to do anything and I would obey.

She glided that cock in and out of my mouth, groaning as she did so, as if she was getting off by me sucking her cock, my mouth was full of cum and cock, I felt dirty, really dirty, on my knees, in my new dress and heels, going hell for leather on my wife's amazing cock!

"Swallow it all, now" she murmured, her eyes fixed on me, unflinching, not giving me any room for escape.

"Now baby"

I licked every last drop of cum of her cock, swallowing it, anything to please her.

"My shoes" she thrust her foot forward, a large dollop of cum was on her shoes, she smiled and "all of it baby" I licked her shoe clean, swallowing the last of my cum.

"Good girl, you like that didn't you?" She laughed.

I nodded, totally out of my comfort zone, but so relaxed in her company, reassured she was in control.

"My turn I think, kiss my pussy" she moved into the front room, ordered me to close the curtains, which I did in full view of the neighbours at the back, if they looked over now, that would see me, as Juliette, drawing the curtains in the middle if the day!

I turned to see her laying full length on the sofa legs open, the strap on still in place, she was playing with it, without even realising. I love to lick her pussy, it drives me wild, I could do it for hours and she knows this. I move her wet knickers to the side and start to kiss her gently, finding her lips to give a little suck then to the clit, it is swollen, waiting for my mouth, I tease it with my tongue, gentle flicking it, and then putting it into my mouth to suck it, and lick it.

I move so I can get my mouth around her clit, I kiss and play with it dropping down to kiss her parted lips and taste her, her pussy and my cum, the taste was almost too much, I lost myself in her and tried to give her the best blojob I could.

I wanted her to cum like a train, my fingers teasing her bum hole, not too much, just flicking around it, teasing her.

I could hear her moaning, her hips pushing her pussy into me, her hand still wanking her cock, I could feel her body tense, and I put her clit in my mouth and sucked and teased and licked and flicked it, I want her to cum, she is getting louder, her moans more urgent, deeper and more guttural, she's nearly there, my finger is teasing her bum, she likes it, but not too soon! The finger goes in, just a bit, I feel her accepting it, I am sucking her clit, soaking wet, her pussy is grinding into my face, my finger goes in bit more, gently does it or I will ruin it for her!

There it is in, she is lost in orgasm, her body shaking, cumming.. I love this.. As she hits her orgasm, I gently remove my finger and let her body dictate the rhythm of my tongue, gently bringing her back from orgasm, and when she is ready, I take it back up a notch, working her back up into a frenzy, she is now widely pounding at her cock and calling me filthy names, I go to town on her pussy, licking, kissing, blowing and sucking her till she is ready to cum again, no hands this time, just my tongue, my chin burying into her pubic bone, grinding her to the point of orgasm, she shouts out!

"YES YES YES"

I am not done, this is where it can all fall apart, with renewed energy I go at her pussy like it is the first time I have ever kissed it, I am enthralled by it, mesmerized by her taste, her scent, her movement. She releases all her frustrations at once, cursing the world as her orgasm crashed into her conscious like a tidal wave, I hang on, relishing the power of the moment, lapping her ecstasy up util she collapses back, her cheeks flushed.

"Wow, good slave." She says kissing me on the lips, I am pleased I have pleasured her, I stand up to take Juliette's outfit off, as we do after we both cum.

"No, stay with me Juliette, I haven't finished with you yet babe!"

I look at her, I flash a nervous smile and she points to her cock.

"Oh yes baby, you are getting the full treatment today, I didn't buy you a new dress and not get to fuck you in it!!"

A wave of fresh excitement hits me, I blush and smile. She leads me by the hand and takes me to the table and forces me to bend over it, I feel her reach for the lube, and then the coolness of it as she puts it around my pussy.

I shudder in excitement, I feel the tip of her cock, starting to press into me. After a while of carefully getting the tip of her cock in, she grabs my hips and pushes, hard and slow,

"You filthy cock loving cunt, I am going to make you scream. I am your mistress, your master, your queen. You will do as I say...ready?"

"Yes Mistress"
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Monday, December 29, 2014

Innocent Remark Ch. 01

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It was just an innocent remark..............really.

The occasion was the pre-admission testing for my second total knee replacement. I had just spent a pleasant hour and a quarter with Stacie. A lovely early to mid 30-something nurse going over my medical history, medications and doing blood and urine testing.

Stacie is fairly tall, about 5' 8", and nicely shaped, as best as I could tell through her nurse's scrubs. She has shoulder length black hair, creamy completion and a face that, while not drop dead gorgeous, was pleasant and appealing. However, her loveliest feature is a pair of the brightest hazel green eyes I have ever encountered in 66 years. I felt like she was viewing my very soul as we talked and I answered her numerous questions.

Yep, you read that right; I am a 66 year old, married, overweight, retiree with a myriad of medical problems. That is why, when I told her as we shook hands and I was leaving, "I am not hitting on you but you have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen" it was an innocent remark from an old fart to a young beauty.

Fast forward to almost 4 weeks later. It is early Wednesday evening and I am in my private room hospital bed. Surgery had been the pervious Monday morning. While still experiencing some pain; I was at least free of all the EKG leads, catheter, knee drain, etc. leaving only my IV stent in my left hand. My discharge was scheduled for the next day.

I was just finishing up dinner with the head of my bed elevated when there was a soft knock on my door. I acknowledged the knock with, "Yes?"

The door opened a crack and I heard "Mr. Collins, may I come in?"

It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the backlit figure in the door and I realized it was Stacie!

As she walked into the room and around to the right side of my bed; I was treated to a vision of feminine beauty and sexuality. Here scrubs had been replaced by a white blouse and dark blue above-the-knee skirt, her hair was in a pony tail. She looked very desirable a nice without being "tarted up."

"I hope I am not interrupting anything," she said as she crossed the room, "I was in a meeting here in the hospital today. I just got out and I saw on the patient list that you were here. I just wanted to come by as check up on you." I thought I detected a slight nervousness in both her voice and movements as she approached my bedside.

"Well, thank you for such a pleasant surprise," I said.

She asked if I had had visitors today and I told her that my wife and family had left as I was eating dinner. I was settling in for some TV but I was happy to see her and have some company before going to sleep.

We carried on some small talk for 5 or 10 minutes. The entire time I still sensed uneasiness in her mannerism and speech. There were quivers in her voice and she shifted her weight from side to side as she stood talking at my bedside. Finally, at a pause in the conversation, I looked into those lovely eyes and said, "Stacie, what is the matter? You can tell me."

She broke eye contact, looked down at the floor and meekly asked, "Did you mean what you said about my eyes the day of your testing?"

I reached out, put my hand under her chin and moved her face to where we again had eye contact and said, "Yes, Stacie, your eyes are lovely and you are a very, very attractive young lady."

As I was speaking, I saw her eyes begin to well up with tears. It broke my heart. I again asked, "What's wrong Stacie."

Just a quick aside; I had no idea in regard to Stacie's relationship status. I admire young, beautiful, sexy women but I harbor no illusions that I am capable of picking one up. Plus, I am happily married although my wife and I had lacked intimacy for most of the last year; her choice not mine.

So I was surprised when Stacie told me that she had been married but had caught her husband cheating on her a few weeks before we met. She went on to tell me that I really was nice to her and my remark about her eyes had helped to bring her out of a pretty deep funk.

Finally, she said she just wanted someone to talk to and she remembered me as being warm and friendly so she took a chance on me. She also confessed that she hadn't been in a meeting but had come to see me after visiting her divorce lawyer earlier in the afternoon.

By now I had scooted to the left side of the bed and had Stacie sit down on the right side as she was relating her story to me. She finally broke completely into tears and leaned over against my chest as I put my arms around her and began to comfort her.

We sat there for about 10 minutes with her softly weeping in my arms. I was saddened for her pain but a part of me was also enjoying the close contact with this lovely young woman. She was soft and warm and the scent of her perfume was fantastic. I would not allow myself to think about my baser desires in regard to the situation.

A vulnerable person needed my attention and affection. I was happy and content to provide Stacie with both. However, that was about to change with Stacie initiating the action.

I became aware of two things almost simultaneously. The crying had ceased and Stacie's head was no longer pressed to my chest. Her face was now next to mine and she was planting soft, butterfly kisses on my left cheek.

I was a goner, I took a chance and touching her face lightly, I moved her to where we were facing each other. Again, she initiated the action as she closed her eyes and moved her lips toward mine.

Not to brag but I have always been a great kisser. Over my life I have had many, many ladies melt as I worked my lips and tongue against theirs. Stacie was no different. I could feel her moaning softly as our kiss became more and more passionate, wet and probing.

Finally, it broke and Stacie giggled slightly,

"What?" I questioned.

"Your mustache tickles, I have never really kissed a man with a mustache," she replied.

I know there are times a man should keep his mouth shut and go where the woman leads. This was one of those times but, I could not.

I looked into those deep hazel eyes that were filled with tears a few minutes ago and saw that they were dancing but my conscious dictated that I say something.

"Stacie, you don't have to do this for me but shouldn't we make sure no one walks in on this."

She replied, "First,. I am doing this for myself,.........and you. Second, we won't be interrupted, the shift nurse is a good friend of mine and she knows my situation. I told her you reminded me of my late father and that wanted some uninterrupted time to talk with you if you didn't object. Oh, and you don't remind me of my father. I am not kinky."

With that, words were now truly unnecessary. I brought her face to mine and resumed our kissing but now my right hand had dropped to cup her left breast. I felt her take her breath in sharply as I searched and found the nipple and felt it grow, even through the layers of her blouse and bra.

I was now absolutely sure where this was headed and I could barely contain my excitement as I started to unbutton her prim, white blouse, revealing a very sexy, almost see through bra. I kissed down the side of her face and nuzzled and kissed the nape of her neck sending a shiver over her entire body. I concentrated on kissing down toward her two lovely breasts as I ran my right hand around her back, reaching for the clasp of her bra strap.

The question was, "do I still have the move," I though as I reached the clasp. The answer was, "I do" as I expertly popped open the clasp with one hand freeing two beautiful, shapely breasts to my touch and view.

I move the hand back to her left breast and cupped and squeezed it as I moved my mouth toward the nipple of her right breast. As I tweaked the nipple of the left; I sucked the right into my lips and began to suckle as both nipple grew longer and harder under my ministrations.

Stacie's breathing had become harder and her face, neck and chest were starting to flush with excitement and emotion. She found her voice to say, "Yes, that feels so good. Please don't stop." As if I had any intention of stopping, I thought to myself.

As I moved my mouth from her right breast to replace my hand and fingers on her left, I let my hand drop to her bare thigh just below the hem of her skirt. I slid my hand between her lower thighs reveling in the feel of her soft skin and anticipating what was about to happen next.

I moved my lips from her luscious nipple and back to her mouth for another deep, wet, probing passionate kiss as I started to slide my hand up between her legs and under her skirt. Again Stacie let out a soft moan into my kiss as I traced my hand up her inner thighs. She opened her legs also in anticipation of where my hand was headed.

I broke off the kiss, looked in Stacie's eyes and said, "Stacie, I want to watch you breath-takingly beautiful eyes as I do this, OK?"

She nodded her head in agreement but kept her eyes locked on mine. By now my hand had reached within about an inch of the juncture of her thighs. Those gorgeous hazel eyes widened as my finger tip reached the edge of her silky panties.

Not wasting anymore time I ran my fingers over that narrow band of warm, slightly damp nylon that covered what I was sure to be a very lovely young pussy. She broke off our eye lock first as I began t saw my fingers up and down her panties and the soft, hot furrow underneath. She closed her eyes and planted her lips firmly on mine for another kiss.

"Stacie, take your panties off please, so I can feel you." I said as the kiss ended. She quickly rucked up her skirt and with both hands reached the waist of her panties and lifting her butt off the bed briefly slid them down her legs and off.

"Give them to me." I directed. She handed me the ball of the still warm bikini panties which I immediately brought to my nose and deeply inhaled her scent; that of soap, perfume and, of course, a woman in heat. The mixture of aromas was intoxicating.

After sitting back down, Stacie's left hand reached slightly behind her to start dig through the bedclothes and my pajama shorts in search of my shaft. Of course, her quest was made easier by the fact that I had been fully erect and rock hard for the last few minutes. She quickly got her small, soft hand on the bare flesh of my cock and began to stroke slowly. She smiled at me as my cock throbbed and twitched with my first smell of her body from her panties.

In raising her skirt to take her panties off and in the way she was sitting, with her legs apart and slightly pointed toward me; I could now clearly see Stacie's pussy. Her mons was pronounced and swollen with excitement. She had what was left of her dark pubes shaved in a small heart just about the top of her slit. Her slit itself was a simple straight seam reaching down between her thighs. No bubble-gummed, floppy inner lips but a pussy the belied her age and, of course, her non-virginal state.

Again I looked deeply into Stacie's eyes. She instinctively knew what I was going to do next as she locked her eyes on mine. Wasting no time I cupped her bare pussy in my hand and squeezed slightly. Stacie eyes again widened and then took on a misty, sort of far-away look in reaction to the feel of my hand on her body's bare, sensual center.

I gently and softly ran my middle finger up and down that lovely slit. Again, Stacie's entire bodies quaked slightly as we both gently stroked each other's bare genitalia.

Stacie's outer labia were still tightly closed and I felt down to the bottom of her slit searching for the entrance to her vaginal sheath. I was rewarded with the moisture that was starting to flow as her body naturally readied itself for the intrusion of its hard, hot male counterpart. I just barely dipped the tip of my finger into the damp recess and brought out enough moisture for lubrication as I opened the entire length of her pussy slit with my finger.

With the first contact of my finger on her clit; Stacie again broke eye contact and planted her lips again on mine. I decided I wanted to give her the first of what I hoped would be multiple orgasms using only my fingers. I skillfully manipulated her love button, occasionally running my finger down the length of her slit to re-wet with her flowing lube.

I could tell her excitement level was increasing as her kiss became more intense and her hips began to involuntarily move. Replacing my finger with my thumb on her clit, I move my middle finger down to the entrance of her vagina and slowly begin to push it into her hot, wet depth.

Her sheath clasped onto my finger as I explored the tight, hot, sticky, wet interior. I started using my thumb to rhythmically manipulate her clit as I began to slowly and gently finger fuck this feminine treasure.

Stacie was quickly approaching orgasm but I had one more trick to put her over the top. Feeling along the top of her vagina I located the mass of tissue that was her G spot. I began to rhythmically massage both her clit and G spot together.

I believe Stacie was primed and ready for an orgasm before she even entered my room. It was a good thing that our lips were locked in a kiss as moans got louder and than became a muffled squeal as her orgasm took control of her body and being. She quaked and shook, her hips thrust up against my fingers, her juices flowed out around the finger that was firmly clamped in her tight pussy.

As her orgasm subsided; Stacie melted against my chest. Knowing that her pussy was now probably sensitive to the point of a touch being painful; I reluctantly pulled my finger from her now open, swollen and wet furrow. I brought the finger that was just in Stacie's pussy up to my face and sniffed and then tasted her juices.

"This is definitely eating pussy," I thought to myself but I wondered if we could pull it off despite my being confined to a hospital bed.
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