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(MFF, mast, oral) *** 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 traveled 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 accommodating 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 proceeded 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 pleasant 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 wasn't 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 stifle 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. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 46