4 Seasons of a Life Ch. 03

I had had previous experience with Wendy being curious, and the memories were all good.

"What was it like?" I couldn't help asking.

"Like it is with a man but softer, more gentle I suppose," Wendy was a bit dreamy, "but now I want some cock."

We looked down and it was hard again. I wish the bloody thing would let me know what it's doing, I hadn't noticed it happening, again.

"First things first," I said, "If um Tash has had a taste I want one too."

"Really?" Wendy seemed a bit surprised.

"Really." Not only was I firm, I was also firm.

Wendy lifted the short nurse uniform up to her waist. She was wearing sheer white stockings with a garter belt and no underwear. I wondered if she had any on earlier.

"You said we have privacy?" I asked as she climbed onto the bed.

"Definitely," Wendy answered, "now eat."

I pulled her to me and slowly began to lick her as she sat astride my face. First the lips, then opening the slit gently and working my way down to her entrance. I worked her there for a while and noticed she was already a bit wet and the taste was not as strong as usual, then I licked my way back up to her clit, which was protruding. I was gentle and soft, trying to imagine what had been happening earlier and Wendy moaned over and over. My dick was throbbing furiously having been on such a roller coaster over the day and being so close to it's intended destination now.

Eventually Wendy said, "Be firm David, be rough, take me there." I licked harder and sucked her into my mouth and nibbled firmly. I used my teeth to rub her clit and she moaned louder. Wendy undid the zip on her uniform and her bra-less tits were suddenly exposed, so I reached up and rubbed her erect nipples.

There we were, me half in a hospital robe with my dick straining skyward, Wendy half out of her nurse uniform in just the little hat, her stockings, suspenders and white high heels sitting on my face as I licked and sucked her towards orgasm.

Wendy stopped moaning for a moment. "David," she said panting heavily, "I have a surprise."

"Mmmm?" I had a mouth full of Wendy at the time.

Wendy put her hands over my eyes and hands grabbed my dick. Obviously the hands did not belong to Wendy. I jumped, again but Wendy held firm.

The phantom hands stroked my cock. Surely not the lesbian Godzilla, I thought, but who? One of the nurses who came in before? Not Mary Ann? Please not Mary Ann.

"Lick me David, make me cum." Said Wendy and I did my best. The hands got firmer and rubbed up and down my shaft a few times before rubbing the pre cum around the head. I tried to concentrate on Wendy but the hands demanded my attention too and I think the quality of my work dropped. Wendy didn't seem to care moaning over and over and panting encouragements.

The hands left and then returned with the unmistakable feeling of a condom being put on my dick. Not an expert in condoms I thought as nails scratched and hair was pulled, but in my condition I didn't care. Then a lubricant was applied and rubbed in thoroughly. Wendy was moaning louder as I felt the weight of someone climbing onto the bed and positioning herself over my dick.

I tied to push myself in and Wendy panted, "Gently David, she's a virgin. Let her do it herself."

As I tried to understand the implications of this my phantom lovers lips spread slowly around the head of my cock.

"Oh my goodness." Said the phantom's soft and very sexy voice. Not one I recognized and Australian, not an American accent. Not Mary Ann, I thought thankfully.

"Mmmm, yes David, yes." Moaned Wendy and for the first time in my life I listened to the sounds and enjoyed the sensations of two women making love to me.

The phantom gently pushed down further, but the going was very tight.

"It's so big." Said the phantom doubtfully. Men just love this line and I think it got just a little bigger.

"Out and then in." I managed to say between mouthfuls.

"Make sure each bit gets really wet before you go further." Said Wendy.

The phantom lifted up and dropped down, gaining a tiny bit more on each stroke. I was licking Wendy's clit harder and she was moaning louder.

The phantom kept pumping herself on my cock, out a bit then in a bit until finally it was totally buried inside her.

"Oh shit, it's so hot." Said the phantom.

Lick me David, make me cum." Said Wendy again.

Wendy moaned more as the phantom leaned toward her. Still totally surrounding me the phantom started rubbing her pubic mound on mine, and the moaning in the room increased.

I felt the spasm start deep in my balls and the phantom screamed her release just before me. Wendy was so close that I sucked her clit fully into my mouth and bit firmly, I felt the phantom's hands reach around Wendy to grab her lips and hold them open and Wendy finally did cum with a loud yell.

As Wendy came she briefly separated the fingers on her hand and I was suddenly looking at square cut, white painted nails holding Wendy open for me. Wendy's hand closed and I felt Matron Tash (Godzilla) Roberts slide herself slowly off my now soft cock.

"That was good... so... different." She said quietly as she got off the bed. I heard the sound of stiletto footsteps heading toward the door.

Wendy said, "Wait," and the footsteps heading to the door stopped. "Close your eyes David."

I closed my eyes and Wendy took her hands away and then tied a cloth around my face as a mask. I said nothing, not sure of what was happening but trusting Wendy that whatever it was I was going to enjoy it.

"Can you see?" Wendy asked.

"No," I answered truthfully, "but..."

"But nothing," Wendy interrupted, "you just stay there and we will get you ready again."

I had not felt that drained for a long time. My cock had shriveled up, my foot was aching and I was exhausted.

"I'm sorry Wendy," I said, "but once is all I can manage these days."

"Really?" Wendy asked. "Come here darling and let's see if we can change his mind."

The footsteps returned. Wendy was on my right and Tash was on my left. I couldn't continue to think of someone I had just had sex with as "Godzilla", it just seemed wrong somehow.

"It's so little." Tash said with a giggle.

"Thank you very much um... darling?" I drawled, not wanting to let on I knew who she was, "You didn't seem to mind earlier."

Another giggle. "No names, darling is fine," Tash answered, "and before I thought it might be too big."

Hands I think belonging to Wendy pulled the condom off.

"Want to taste it?" Wendy asked.

"Ooh yuk." Tash answered.

"All the more for me." Wendy sounded quite happy.

Wendy licked up the side of my cock, cleaning the cum off slowly.

"What does it taste like?" Tash sounded curious.

"Delicious," Wendy answered, "go ahead and try some."

A tentative lick and then Tash said, "It's salty."

"But nice." Wendy replied.

"True," said Tash licking up some more, "it's not bad at all."

They were licking all the cum off my cock and occasionally one or the other would suck the end in and give it a bit of a nibble. They seemed to get their tongues together quite a lot too and at one stage I had the two of them with their mouths wrapped around my cock head and they were tongue kissing at the same time.

Only get up once in a night? Bullshit.

My cock took its time but it finally started growing.

"It lives." Wendy said.

"You said it wouldn't." Said Tash.

"Two on to one," I complained, "not fair."

"Should we stop then?" Wendy teased.

"Don't you dare." I said and they kept going.

I was lying in a hospital bed, foot in plaster, blindfold over my eyes and I was feeling two sexy nurses licking and sucking my cock to attention. You miserable bastard, I said to myself, you had the nerve to be pissed off with your life earlier and here you are living a fantasy. You ought to be ashamed of yourself. But I couldn't be could I? It was going to take days to remove this smile from my face.

"So, what do you think?" Wendy asked.

"I'm overwhelmed." I answered at the same time as Tash responded.

"It's so squishy."

"Not you David," said Wendy with a giggle, "you just lie there and get hard. I'm talking with our mystery friend. "So, what do you mean squishy?" She asked.

"Well, it's not like a dildo," said the mystery Tash, "it's really soft and you can push the head and it sort of squishes in." She pushed the head with her finger "Like this."

"I see, I think." Wendy answered.

"And it's warm and alive and well..." Tash was a bit hesitant.

"Yes?" Wendy prompted.

"It's funny and it jumps when I touch it." Said Tash. It's sort of a shame there's a man attached, I mean it could be a lot of fun."

"I've had a lot of fun with this one and it's man." Said Wendy, squeezing my balls.

"Well I've tried a real one now," said Tash, "and I will have to do this again, but for now I've got to go. See you later lovers." The heels headed to the door.

Wendy and I both said goodbye and the door shut.

"Alone at last." Said Wendy.

"For how long?" I asked.

"All night, guaranteed." Wendy said and my mask was the first thing to come off.

We kissed and then Wendy used a lubricant before climbing astride me, slowly lowering herself onto my cock until it was fully in her.

Wendy stopped all movement and looked at me. "Do you know who it was?" She asked.

"Tash." I said.

"How can you be sure?" She asked.

"I saw her fingernails when you came." I told her.

"Please don't let on." Wendy asked.

"Of course not." I told her.

Wendy squatted on my cock, her heels embedded partly in the mattress and she started pumping up and down my cock, one hand on my chest for balance. After a while she lifted the hand and the only contact between us was the most intimate contact of us making love. That is the difference with Wendy, most girls I have had sex with I would say we were fucking, with Wendy it was always making love. I knew at that moment I would wait for Wendy before I ever made a full commitment to a woman. My mental picture is still vivid and I can see Wendy squatting over me, she had the heels, stockings and suspenders on with just that little white nurses hat to complete the picture. She wore no jewelry at all and no makeup that I could see but at fifty-seven was still the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. We stayed in that position for about fifteen minutes, a good tribute to Wendy's fitness, and eventually rolled over to the missionary position. Unfortunately at this time my years caught up and I lost my erection.

"I'm sorry Wendy," I said sadly, "but it's just been too much today."

"Don't worry," Wendy answered, "I just want to cuddle now and in the morning we will finish."

So Wendy went and cleaned herself, then got a wet towel and cleaned me, and we cuddled together on that narrow hospital bed, talking about minor things until we fell asleep.

Wendy still would not talk about herself or her task that must be finished and we did not talk about Mary Ann either so the discussion was mostly about me (boring) and a bit about the future. Wendy certainly did plan on coming back and I told her I loved her and would wait any amount of time for her. She tried to discourage me but I think she was really happy and we ended up talking about retirement. I wanted to get away from diesel engines and trucking but had no firm plans, Wendy wanted a fast ocean going boat to island hop, first in the Pacific and then who knows where? We clung together desperately, not wanting to lose our time together in sleep, but eventually we did.

I woke up with Wendy's mouth wrapped around my cock and the two uses for that particular piece of equipment were fighting for supremacy. I needed a piss but was half hard. What a dilemma.

"Don't you ever give up?" I asked.

"Not in my nature." Wendy stopped long enough to say.

"I sort of need to go." I told her.

Fortunately I had a semi-private bathroom, there was access from two private rooms but you could lock the door so Wendy locked out the other room and helped me onto my crutches and naked hopped I to the toilet. I can tell you it's hard to aim when you're balancing on unfamiliar crutches trying to piss through half a woody and your lady friend keeps reaching around you, "accidentally" pushing her breasts into you back, and trying to help fine tune your aim. She ended up having to keep pressure on my dick to stop me trying to piss on the ceiling. This was a good sign. We finally headed back to the bed and Wendy applied a bit of lube as I hobbled after her, then she leaned forward over the bed, legs spread, displaying my idea of heaven.

Wendy said, "Fuck me David, and fuck me like we don't know when it will happen again."

I got behind her and slipped my now hard cock into her, right down to the balls. With most of my weight on my good foot I began stroking in and out, my hands on her perfect ass and watching that amazing view of my cock plunging in and out, feeling my balls hit her mound on each stroke. My legs against hers, my body in hers we moaned and sweated together as the heat built up. I eventually went to change positions but Wendy stopped me.

"I want to feel you cum in this position, can you manage it?" Wendy asked.

"No problem." I grunted, and lifted the pace.

We moaned louder and I am surprised no nurses came in offering morphine or something; Wendy's pre arranged privacy was working overtime.

Finally Wendy said, "Cum with me David, I'm going to cum."

I increased the speed again slamming into her over and over as I felt my balls start to tingle as my orgasm approached, Wendy screamed with pleasure and I felt her spasms around my cock and looking down I saw her puckered ass hole pulsing in time.

I let go with an enormous gush deep inside her and pumped over and over as we both shuddered in the ecstasy of orgasm.

"Wow." We said together and I pulled out of her, my cock shrinking rapidly. Wendy climbed onto the bed and I got in behind her. We cuddled for some time basking in the afterglow, me curled around her, holding a breast and breathing in her scent.

"You can't...?" I finally started to ask the same old question.

"No David, and please don't ask." Wendy said.

"You must?" Half question, half statement.

"I must," Wendy replied, "but I will come back as soon as I can and it will be forever if you want."

"I want," I told her, "I most certainly want."

Wendy got out of the bed and I watched her put on her white high heels, the nurses uniform that zipped up at the front, leaving just the right amount of cleavage, and finally the hat. She straightened her stockings.

"I would love a photo of you looking like that." I said without thinking.

Wendy smiled, sad at again parting.

"OK."

"I love you Wendy."

"I love you David."

All of a sudden I was alone again, but at least not for nineteen years this time. I dozed for some time, I'm not sure how long and then I heard a voice.

"I think we are badly in need of a bed bath, aren't we?"

I opened my eyes to see square cut white painted fingernails holding a bowl.

Close your eyes David and think of something else, truck specifications, curtain designs, times tables, just anything. For almost the first time since Wendy arrived I noticed my foot hurt.