Author's note: 'I'd really love some feedback on both new and old stories. Please leave comments to help guide my future writing. I know some of them are long but I'm really proud of them.'
This is the follow up to my story 'My hospital stay' So far we have gotten through Monday and Tuesday.
Stephen's mind was still buzzing after Nina helping him shower yesterday. He'd been thinking about it all day and it still put butterflies in his stomach. But as much as he was thinking about it; even yesterday couldn't match what had happened on Monday with Carol. As soon as he got a really vivid picture of Carol in his head she appeared in the flesh.
Every time she had passed by the entrance to the room, she had waved at him and smiled. Her mouth even said 'hello' but there was no breath behind it to make even the slightest noise. Carol's smile was as genuine as it always was. There was not even the smallest trace of mischief in it that might have alerted her colleagues to what had happened.
With all the Nurses around, doing all their little things, it was surprising that Carol and Nina were the only ones knew what had actually gone on. Stephen kept looking at the faces of the nurses, trying to figure out if they were in on things or not. He looked for the slightest smirk or the cheeky wink of an eye; but there was nothing.
The more he thought about things, the more he realised that what they had done was probably grounds for at the very least suspension. It probably wasn't a good idea to gossip about it in case it got back to management. He certainly wasn't going to complain.
It had been another depressingly glorious day outside. Depressing because he couldn't enjoy the warmth of the sun or smell the clear blue skies. It was almost 11 PM and well past the average patient's bedtime. The daytime hustle and bustle had now been replaced by the sneaking footsteps of the much smaller nightshift staff.
Stephen thought he'd heard delicate footsteps coming into the room... but nothing more came of them. Even though he was the only patient in the room, the curtains had still been drawn around his bed for his privacy.
Even though it was late, he just couldn't sleep. With the fingers of his uninjured hand, he pried open his laptop once more. The hardest thing was trying open it all the way up without ripping half the keys out or knocking it off the table. With a little persistence, Stephen eventually succeeded.
After turning it back on from standby the screens came back to life just as he'd left them. He had about half a dozen windows opened with an eclectic mix of subjects. A YouTube video of upcoming computer games, another with a music video, a movie review. By now he'd forgotten what two of them even were. Somewhere hidden in the middle of the windows was a site with some adult pictures.
He'd touched himself a couple of times; but mostly he just liked scrolling through and clicking on the images just to look at them for a little while.
"Can't sleep?" Carol's voice came softly.
When Stephen looked up she was already standing there at the side of the curtain. She'd appeared as if from nowhere.
Stephen's first response was to defensively to pull the bed sheets up over himself a little. He then looked at his laptop and instantly realised that he still had the pornographic page up. Reaching up with his hand, he pushed the lid back down. For something so simple, his left hand was still so clumsy.
After excising a few deep and nervous breaths he made eye contact with her and gave his reply. "I just don't seem to feel tired."
Carol was still standing there smiling at him. She knew from his reaction that he was hiding something and couldn't help her curiosity. Gracefully she stepped in beside him and pulled the tray trolley to an angle that she could work it. When lifted the lid back up the screen was still active and lit up the dark cubicle.
Stephen realised to his embarrassment that he hadn't closed the lid far enough for it to go back onto standby. He felt powerless to stop her from looking at it.
Delicately she stroked the scroll pad to look at his screens and satisfy her inquisitiveness. Page by page discovered what he'd been looking at. Even in the low light she couldn't help but see his erection making a tent underneath his sheets. Ironically it was his attempts to hide it that had so obviously drawn her attention to it. She stared at his bulge for a moment before directing her attention back to the laptop.
With the scroll pad, she looked through his screens one by one. The first three screens where just normal boy stuff and she could read the headers of the last two which would appear to be more of the same. Just from the titles alone, she could see that the two that sat in the middle were a little more interesting.
Carol clicked on the first one and it showed a series of pictures of an adult model. The images began with her standing by a sofa in a figure hugging dress. As she scrolled down the page and the story progressed the woman gradually stripped off naked and ended up masturbating with a glass dildo. Carol savoured the images for a moment before clicking to the next window on Stephen's screen.
Stephen stared sheepishly up at her... but Carol placed all her attention onto the screen.
The next screen was a video of a sex scene that had been paused half way through. Carol delicately stroked the pad and tapped it to resume the clip. It continued to play with the sound muted. It took only the slightest movement of her nimble fingers to turn the sound up just enough that people in the corridor wouldn't be able to hear what it was; only they could.
She moved the position of the tray table back towards Stephen and moved nearer to the top of the bed. With an outstretched arm and slowly leant right over the top of him, gripping tightly to the head of the bed to support herself.
Stephen looked up at the mounds of her breasts that were inches from his face. For a few moments, he tuned out of anything else that was happening and stared up at her bust. As she moved her grip to make herself more comfortable her breasts giggled a little; even from within her snug fitting uniform. Stephen could almost feel their warmth pulsing against his forehead like a midday sun.
He lay there almost paralysed by the situation and breathed slowly and deeply. Stephen couldn't see all of her face past the curve of her ample breasts. But he could see that she was still giving all her attention to what was on his laptop and he could see from the height of her cheekbones that she had a huge smile on her face. As his brain began to reset itself he was finding it harder to ignore the video. The sound acted to draw his attention slowly back to it.
The video was about halfway through and showed a younger man fucking a mature woman. The pair were entwined on a huge couch, the young man laying under the woman and thrusting furiously into her.
Carol watched for a few moments as the woman guided the man's cock back into her pussy after it had accidentally slipped out.
Whether consciously or subconsciously; Stephen worked his body away from Carol so that he had almost pinned himself up against the far side of the bed.
Carol watched him in the corner of her eye. Even though she knew enough from his body language that he hadn't meant to; Stephen had made enough space for her lay next to him. She gracefully stood up before sitting down on the bed next to him. With one easy move she rolled onto her back beside him and lifted her legs into the bed.
Stephen's heart was thumping slowly, but firmly. Their shoulders could only just fit in the bed side by side between the safety rails. Carol wriggled her feet a little to work her shoes off over her heels until they popped right off. Before getting fully comfortable she reached out to the laptop and restarted the video clip.
It began with the woman sitting on the large couch by herself. She was dressed in a tight skirt that barely came down to the knee and an even tighter buttoned blouse. The woman was unnaturally busty and clearly had significant breast implants.
As she sat with her feet up on the couch painting her toenails, a knock came to the door and she yelled out for the noise to come in. The young man who was clearly about twenty-five in real life was obviously trying to play someone that was eighteen because of the way he was dressed.
The young man asked to see someone and the woman explained he wasn't home. She then beckoned him to sit down beside her and chat a little while.
While Stephen's attention was on Carol, Carol kept her focus on the video. She had watched a little porn back and forth over the years but it was far from part of her daily routine. This type of fantasy would be fairly typical for a young man; a friend's mom, your mom's friend. Or the slightly more forbidden note of a sexy stepmother. Even if they had no intention of doing something like that in real life it was a common fantasy role-play.
Carol began to enjoy the slow and gentle beginnings, it heightened the erotic tension in the air. Building it up to where it was near to overflow. Her own breath quickened and she too had to deepen her breaths to try and control them. It was obvious to Stephen that it was more than mere curiosity that was keeping Carol's attention... she was actively getting turned on by it.
As the story on the screen continued, the woman began to seduce the reluctant young man by first exposing her massive breasts and then having him take off her blouse for her. The cups of the woman's bra were huge, but even they could barely contain her large and firm breasts. She flicked her dark hair back to expose her breasts even more. The young man played with them and even began to kiss them. The woman forcefully pulled his head in between them before guiding him to her nipples which he latched onto enthusiastically.
With the corner of his eye, he watched Carol's hand move towards her groin and make small rubbing motions against her pussy. At first he wasn't sure if she had got so turned on that she had got uncomfortable or if she was actually trying to stimulate herself.
By now the woman on the screen had stripped off the young man's T-shirt for him and was now working on removing his jeans. She pulled them down to his ankles and he trod back and forth to slip them off his feet. The woman was on her knee's in front of him and was admiring the bulge of his cock inside his boxer shorts. She wrapped it up in the material of his shorts and even bit into the cotton with her teeth.
Carol's breath quickened again. Then after several swift gulps of air, her breathing suddenly stopped. She held that deep breath for a few heartbeats before giving a slow exhale. Whatever part of her brain was churning something over it had led her to her conclusion.
She looked down at Stephen's cock that was still making a tent beneath his bed sheets. His cock was every bit as big as the one on the screen. Carol's hand then began to work it's way over her thigh before making the small leap onto his hip. Stephen's cock was now almost within her grasp.
In the few moments that they had become distracted, the two people on the video were now both standing up together. The man was now totally naked and his cock was standing to attention. The woman had already removed her skirt and was about to take off her bra and release her bountiful breasts.
As Carol grasped Stephen's cock she gave it a few little squeezes. It was practically at it's the full length but with her touch it firmed up until it was hard as a rock. Carol moved her other hand to her crotch and just rested it there for a form of comfort. Stephen was strangely more distracted by the hand that was pressing against her own pussy rather than by the one gripping onto his cock.
Both their attention's drifted between their own bodies and those of the couple making love on screen. As Carol kept gently squeezing on Stephen's cock she clasped at her own pussy with the same rhythm.
Carol drew in a deep breath in unison with the actress as she was penetrated by her lover. She eased her grip on his cock just a little, but it was only to tug at the sheets instead. Stephen could have grabbed the sheet to stop her pulling off of his body but his hands just hovered above the bed.
His cock had long since sneaked out of his boxer shorts and his bulbous head buzzed with electricity as the sheet was drawn across it. When the heavy seam of the sheet caught the tip of his cock it pulled it towards Carol's hand. When it was finally released then it bounced back and forth like the needle of the metronome.
Before grasping Stephen cock again, Carol stared at it and savoured its smell. When she finally took hold of it, she immediately appreciated the skin on skin contact. Without the clinical gloves, her hand stuck to his slightly sweaty cock. Far from feeling it to be a bad thing it only served to enhance the experience for both of them by connecting them.
Carol gave a few deep strokes to get the feel of his cock. The musky smell of sex only intensified with her touch. Her stroking began to fall into the same rhythm as the lovers on the screen. In the porn video, it was the woman who made the sounds of pleasure while in real life it was Stephen who was making the only sounds.
With the sound turned right down, the moans and screams and yelps and pleading could only be heard by them. Stephen couldn't control the sounds he made but could control his volume. He hummed and grunted and tensed.
Carol rubbed at her groin at the same time as stroking his cock; but she could only do one or the other well. The motions were too different to multitask at the same time. She looked over to Stephen... and even though he was pensive, he still didn't want her to stop.
With one hand she unzipped her trousers and popped open the button. A slight wriggle of her hips opened up her trousers even more. She then reached out and took Stephen's willing hand. Keeping eye contact with Stephen; Carol then guided him and placed his hand on top of her soft belly. She stroked the back of his hand softly then took it away. With the other hand still on his cock gave a couple more strokes to encourage his hand to do something too.
Stephen's eyes flicked back to the screen. The man was sitting on the couch with the woman sitting on top of him with her feet balancing on his knees. Her soaking wet pussy was on full view as she bounced up and down in a half-squatting position. His cock was covered with her juice and it glistened in the light. Her pussy swallowed his full length.
Carol gave Stephen a small nod and finally he began to work his hand down to her crotch. He felt for the band of her silky panties. The further down his hand went the warmer her body got. She spread her legs open a little and let him move a little further still. Stephen stroked his tips of his fingers on top of her panties. Carol began to stroke his cock again to match the rhythm of the actress.
Stephen then gained the confidence to slip his hand inside his panties. His hand glided down her waxed, smooth skin; all the way to her pussy. Carol was so moist and warm. Her waiting pussy was already open enough for his fingers to slip right in. Though his left hand was clumsy, the gentle workings of his fingers was enough to satisfy her need.
Carol's head rolled back towards the screen to watch the lovers on the porno. She let Stephen work his fingers as she stroked his cock. Seeing that Carol was focusing on the porn again Stephen turned his head and watched too.
The couple on screen were shifting positions almost every minute and the woman now leaned over the edge of the sofa. With his cock in his hand, he approached her from behind hand slowly entered her anally. The woman's mouth gaped open as she gulped in several deep breaths as her lover fed his cock all the way into her. As he began to thrust with increasing speed her enormous breasts were free to swing back and forth.
As the woman began to squeeze her breasts and pinch her nipples... Carol did the same. She had to grasp firmly through her clothes to feel the stimulation. Stephen felt the hand around his cock tighten even more. It almost simulated the same tightness of the anal sex of the couple on his laptop.
He could almost see the tip of his cock changing colour... but eventually, her grasp relaxed a little and the blood could flow again. She continued to stroke firmly.
Stephen could feel his hot seed building up at the base of his cock. The feeling made his fingers work all the harder inside Carol's sweet pussy. It was now Carol's aroma that was filling the cubicle, overpowering the smell that was coming from the moist head of his cock. She tilted up her hips to let him get his fingers deeper inside.
The couple on screen had shifted once again and the man was clearly getting ready to cum. He was standing in front of the couch with the woman on her knees in front of him. She furiously wanked his cock for him as she held her tongue out, ready for the money shot.
Though Carol's own strokes were swift; they were nothing like what was on screen. She could feel that he was getting close when the fingers that were inside her stopped for momentary pauses.
They watched together as the man in the video finally ejaculated. His cock gave a couple of twitches before his semen flung itself onto the woman's face and hair. He emptied his full load over her before she milked the last of it with gentle sucks from her full lips. The man then disappeared from the screen and the woman showed her face to the camera.
It was all over her pretty face. A few white spots even stuck to her dark hair. The goopy cum covered so much of one eye that she had to hold it half closed. Several more large splodges stuck to her cheek and her lips. She looked deeply into the camera with her dark brown eyes, her black mascara was smudged and had run slightly from the corners of her eyes.
With her fingers she pulled it towards her full lips before sucking it into her mouth. Taking delicate care of it the camera panned out to allow her to drip the cum onto her breasts. She rubbed it around her breasts and onto her nipples. By this time Stephen had mentally tuned out of what his eyes were showing him and he couldn't only process the feelings from his loins.
Stephen was about to cum himself. His fingers clutched deep into Carol's pussy. She readied her waiting hand and caught his load in her palm. It felt so hot in her bare hand. Without a glove, she could feel its consistency. Because it was sticky it didn't quite feel wet. It stuck together like silly putty but it also had a life of it's own.
Keeping it cupped in her hand, she rolled back towards him a little and milked the rest of the fluid with her forefinger and thumb. She gathered it into her palm and balanced it there.
When Stephen finally took his hand from her panties, he looked at the moisture glistening on it. The smell of sex intensified even more as it wafted from his hand. As he stared at his fingers, Carol suddenly took his hand and held it to her mouth. She parted the fingers of his hand and then engulfed the two fingers that were covered in her own juice.
Stephen was stunned by his actions but didn't object. He just let her do what she wanted to do.
Carol gobbled his fingers right to the knuckles and he could feel her tongue swirling around his digits like the wildest of French kisses. His fingers were so deep in her mouth that the tips of his fingers were almost at the back of her soft throat. They looked deeply into each other's eyes. The look in Carol's eyes turned him on so much that his body almost tried to get another erection; but that hurt too much after just having cum.
Eventually, she sucked his fingers clean and let him have them back. He was still stunned by what they'd just done... but Carol couldn't stop there.
She leaned into him and from nowhere kissed him deeply. Her tongue began to work into his mouth and find his tongue. The eleven-second kiss seemed much longer for both of them. When they separated and Stephen sucked in a well-deserved breath he could not only smell sex; but now taste it. She'd given him much more than just an illicit kiss... she given him the juices from deep within her.
Carol looked at him for a few seconds before awkwardly trying to get out of the bed. Trying to avoid knocking over the table with the laptop and also avoid spilling the cum took more than a little grace.
After getting back to her feet she worked her way around between the bed and the curtain. She rescued her shoes from the foot of the bed before she walked too far. Carol kept looking back at him; the look was of a nervous excitement and certainly not of shame.
Stephen skin was covered in Goosebumps. He rubbed his sheets over his skin as he pulled them up over this body again.
Carol stood behind the curtain so neither Stephen nor any of nurses in the corridor could see. Her cotton trousers were beginning to slip down over her hips and she splayed her legs to stop them from falling.
With still only one free hand she tried to pull her trousers back up. Looking to her other hand that was still full of his cum she wondered how to deal with it. She couldn't get out of the room until she fastened her trousers again and she needed two hands.
Carol didn't want to waste it and in the moment she decided what to do with it she took a deep breath. Trying to move it before it dripped she pushed her hand deep into her panties and pressed it into her wet pussy lips.
The warm goo entered into her body as if it had purpose, but there was so much of it that it oozed right back out. She dragged her hand over her belly to rub it off and left most of it smouldering around pussy. There was so much of it that there was no way to hide the wetness. But the feeling it was giving her was worth much more than the risk of getting caught.
Wiping the last of it from her fingers she did her trousers back up and began to walk towards the door with the warm feeling still inside her.