earlier. She seemed hypnotized by my cock and the rhythm of my
stroking. So I stopped. I slowly turned around to show her my
firm ass; then I began to stroke my wiener again, pumping my hips
so she’d know that I was still jerking off. She was up and off the
couch in less than a second. She glued herself to my back, her
arms around my chest, kissing my neck, blowing in my ears, saying,
“Take me, HAL. FUCK ME! PLEASE FUCK ME! I need you so.
Please, fuck me NOW! NOW! NOW!” But I wanted to taste her first.
I picked her up in my arms, carried her to a bed, and she directed
me to her own in the second bedroom. I laid her out spread eagle
on the bed and knelt beside her wide-spread thighs to begin kissing
her pubes, her thighs, he outer cuntlips, then her clit, and
finally deep inside her pussy. I loved the taste of her musky
cunt, probably muskier than usual because she had finger-fucked
herself in the ER break room. I couldn’t get enough of her
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An Emergency Room Expose part18
Saturday, May 31st, 2008An Emergency Room Expose part17
Friday, May 30th, 2008 shoulders, arms, and back. She took me in like a cat watching a
fish in a bowl! She was hot and her nipples told me so. I could
tell that she also wanted to touch her pussy again as she had in
the ER; but she held back. So I undid my belt and let my jeans
drop to the floor. I stood there in my jockey shorts, turned to
show her my firm buns; and walked over to stand right in front of
her on the couch. I pulled the jockey briefs down right in front
of her, let my boner pop right out, just about a foot from her
face. She licked her lips as it did and swallowed hard…with
lust. I wrapped my hand around my dick a nd began to stroke it
very slowly…teasing her…and quickly bringing a drop of precum
to its head. She kept licking her lips and unconsciously began to
finger her pubic hair…and then her clit, spreading her legs wider
and wider on the couch. She wa s slipping down into the same
posture I had seen her take in the break room at the ER, hours
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An Emergency Room Expose part16
Thursday, May 29th, 2008 them against the chair in the ER when she was warming up for this
opportunity and then she stopped it all…almost cold! She sat on
the couch and said, “Now you need to strip naked for ME! I want to
watch you take your clothes off and show me your dick, your ass,
and your whole body. I want to watch you massage your magic wand
and let me see those balls hanging down! Act dirty for me! I’m
going to be your slut tonight; and I want you to become my male
whore. So strip, you sexy whore! Show JANET what you have for
her! S-l-o-w-l-y, HAL, slowly!
And I did. I don’t know where my savvy came from, but I
played it cool, following her suggestion. I sat down in a dining
room chair and casually removed one shoe then the other…then my
sweat socks…then very slowly pulled my tee shirt over my head,
making my muscles look their best. That’s when I decided to stroll
around the apartment in my jeans, slowly, letting JANET enjoy my
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An Emergency Room Expose part15
Wednesday, May 28th, 2008 again and slower still lowering it from her breasts…to reveal
erect nipples of the most perfect tan and texture…that the first
drops of precum oozed from my cock.
There we stood in the living room of JANET’s little apartment,
feeling as sexy as two people can feel, a whole night ahead of us,
hot for one another. I couldn’t imagine anyone wanting someone
more than I wanted JANET, however. She was in only her garter
belt and white nurse’s stockings, her beautiful little ass revealed
for all the world to see, her pert 36C breasts available to delight
my hands, fingers, lips, and tongue! What more could a 17-year-old
boy want? I was ready for paradise! And JANET was about to
deliver it to me…with a perfect woman’s body. I took her in my
arms for another passionate, deep kiss, which she seemed to return
with all her heart. She pressed her body against me with absolute
passion, rubbing her hips harder against me than she had rubbed
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An Emergency Room Expose part14
Monday, May 26th, 2008 to tease me…letting me catch glimpses of a white bra as the top
opened. When she had it completely unbuttoned, she spread it wide
open, the way we joke about men exposing themselves in their
raincoats; but I got the greatest view of the most perfect body
anyone ever got. She was gorgeous. Her tits looked like perfect
36Cs in cups of pure white satin, just about contained, but ready
for release from the bra. Her belly was flat, firm, and athletic.
Her legs were sensational in the garter belt and white stockings.
Her feet were petite. Her muff looked…?…?…perfect is the
only word to use! Jet black pubic hair in the smallest little
triangle just covered the pussy’s nest. Her thighs were a smooth
highway driving right up to it. And then she slowly turned to show
me her back and equally perfect buns! I wanted her more than any
other woman I’ve ever known in my whole life! I still do! While
her back was to me she unsnapped the bra…turning slowly around
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An Emergency Room Expose part13
Sunday, May 25th, 2008 and longing to escape from my pants…and into her pussy. “Sit
down in this chair, HAL.” she said. I’m going to strip for
you…at least down to my hose and …? Then you’ll strip naked
for me…slowly…letting me look at YOU from every angle. You owe
me a good show…and I want to see what you can do with that big
cock of yours before you slip it into me! (The very thought of all
that nearly made me cum again, but I certainly didn’t want to waste
one more ejaculation in my pants when I had a woman like JANET at
hand!)
And that’s when her show began. She removed her nurses cap
and unpinned her beautiful, brown, long hair which fell over her
shoulders and halfway down her back, thick and lustrous…making
her look absolutely glamorous…like women in hair product ads in
women’s magazines. Slowly she unbuttoned her uniform…very slowly
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An Emergency Room Expose part12
Saturday, May 24th, 2008building; and my heart was racing, but not from the stairs!
Once we were inside, she turned and french kissed me long and
hard, her tongue searching my entire mouth. I was glad that I had
at least rinsed it out with a coke during my wait. What a kisser
she was, grinding her hips against mine with passion as we kissed.
I loved the scent of her hair, the feel of her uniform, the
firmness of her youthful woman’s body, the taste of her mouth, the
surging passion I sensed from her. And then I remember that she
didn’t have on panties. “Oh my god!” popped out of my mouth with
that thought, against my will. JANET laughed again, thinking, I
guess, that her lust had scared the remark out of me. I laughed
too, and squeezed her to me for another long kiss, but now my hands
reached for her fine ass, which I took in both hands as I held her
grinding hips against mine. She had to have felt my cock, swollen,
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An Emergency Room Expose part11
Friday, May 23rd, 2008 leave the hospital. Before I could ask where she lived, s he said,
“We can walk to my apartment. And we’re lucky tonight, both my
roommates are just starting shift now! We won’t be disturbed until
morning…if you can stay over. (She paused again and I decided
stay silent, hoping she might think I was a little more
sophisticated and mature. But JANET surprised me by continuing:)
I’m going to fuck your ass off tonight. You’ll be lucky to last
until morning.” She laughed and added, “You may go running home to
your mother before I finish with you!” And she laughed again, but
held my hand warmly…and felt friendly, just right, as though we
had been friends for years, even though she seemed to be about five
years older than me. About a block later, she put her head on my
shoulder, then turned to blow gently into my ear and whisper, “I
need you badly, darling. I really need you,HAL.” And then we were
climbing the steps to a third floor apartment in a neat, clean
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An Emergency Room Expose part10
Thursday, May 22nd, 2008 feeling self-conscious in my dirty, athletic clothes; but I wasn’t
going to do anything other than what JANET told me to. If she
wanted a sweaty boyfriend, I was her man. If she wanted me to
bathe her, I was her man. In fact, if she had asked me to go
through the wastebasket with my teeth into which she threw her
bikini panties to get them out again, I would have been her man
too! I laughed at myself, thinking those thoughts; but my hardon
kept coming back every few minutes with similar delicious thoughts.
So I picked up a couple of dull magazines and read until I dozed
off for what seemed a few minutes. When I awoke, a gentle hand on
my shoulder was rocking me a wake. I woke with a big smile…for
JANET, who was smiling back at me…the way a steady girlfriend
admires her hero when he walks off the basketball court after a big
win. She put her arm around my waist too, like a regular
girlfriend; and began steering me toward the employee entrance to
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An Emergency Room Expose
Wednesday, May 21st, 2008 There I sat in the ER waiting room while my pal Don had the
doctors sew up his torn hand. He went to retrieve a basketball
that had bounced too high and hopped the school yard fence one
evening in mid summer. When Don scooted up the fence to leap it
and reclaim the ball, he slipped, gashing the palm of his left hand
deeply. We rushed him to the nearest hospital ER. And I waited
with him when the other guys headed home. I never expected the
night to end with so much excitement and fulfillment. Here’s
how it happened.
While I sat in the waiting room I could see into the staff
lounge area, through a partially opened door, but clearly. One by
one the nurses took breaks in the room, grabbing a cup of coffee,
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Pushing the Envelope part9
Tuesday, May 20th, 2008married.”
“Neither did he. I was his best man, and he kept turning back to
me while she walked up the aisle. He looked like he’d been gaffed.”
Kim laughed again. She still had that nice laugh, from deep in the
throat.
“What do you do, now?”
“Sales, of all the damned things. Envelopes.”
“Oh, God.”
I spread my hands. “Everybody needs them. Everybody uses them.
You can’t kill people with an envelope.” I shrugged. “It’s a living.”
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Pushing the Envelope part8
Monday, May 19th, 2008
We sat silently, and I compared her with the lithe teenager I’d
known twenty years earlier. A little thicker and graying, yes. Still
pretty damned attractive. She’d changed her hair to a walnut brown; I
rememembered it as chestnut. She wore it short; that looked nicer on
her than the standard-issue Farrah-Fawcett-do of the mid-seventies.
“Do you still talk to them? I mean, how are Meyer and the
Swordfish and Betty, and all of them?”
I shrugged and smiled. “Older. Meyer’s still Meyer. Betty got
everything lifted and went to Cancun to live the professional Club Med
life. The Swordfish finally got married, six–no, seven years ago.”
She laughed. “The Swordfish? My God, I thought he’d never get
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Pushing the Envelope part7
Sunday, May 18th, 2008 It took both of us to get Murdock upstairs and stripped for bed.
He was charmingly shy when it came time to remove his trousers, and
refused to let either of us watch. Finally he was asleep and we were
downstairs in the kitchen drinking instant coffee.
“Well,” Kim said.
“Well,” I replied.
“It’s been a long time,” she said.
“Almost twenty years.”
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Pushing the Envelope part6
Saturday, May 17th, 2008 at eighteen or nineteen (I was all of twenty-one, legal wherever they
could sell you booze)–and she was walking an Irish setter. I like
Irish setters. I left the Swordfish to his tumblebunny and made the
dog’s acquaintance. The girl told me his name was Zeke and hers was
Kim. I told her mine and we chatted.
Kim was eighteen then, fresh from a small city in Iowa, I don’t
remember the name, but she was just starting whatever the local
college was. She was seething with hormones, a sexual cornucopia
waiting to happen. I brought her back to meet everyone else, and we
waited to see how she’d get along with Betty. Betty approved, and Kim
stayed with us (or we stayed near Kim) for five or six months, until
we were forced onward by the February blahs and the Swordfish’s quest
to fuck a woman whose middle name started with Q (he’d already run the
alphabet through first and last names).
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Pushing the Envelope part5
Friday, May 16th, 2008 shelter against the Me Decade. Meyer was the philosophizer and the
glue, Betty was the perception, the Swordfish was the driving
ambition, and I was the teddy bear. We travelled place to place,
setting up for a few months while Meyer and Betty created sexual
performance art in their own ways, and the Swordfish and I hung around
for reasons of our own.
I remember we were in a park the first time I saw Kim. The
Swordfish’s appetite for carnal matters was legendary, and his taste
ran to women built on the Playboy model, like Kim: large-breasted,
cute, corn-fed. The only reason I noticed Kim before the Swordfish
was because he had a woman on his lap who had just discovered that his
fly was not closed. (The Swordfish liked to do it in public places.)
I thought of Kim as a girl when I saw her, since I pegged her age
…End of the part5. To be continued..
