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Hospital stayI was just remembering a time in my early twenties. Again, i was causing problems or getting into trouble. My drinking had been out of control. I decided to do an inpatient treatment plan at the new (at least then) Bellin Health Hospital. There were two males or females assigned to each room, i believe it was on the second floor at the time. I had a few roomates over the course of my program. Halfway through my 28 days however i had a two day/night reprieve from any roommate. I had been taking care of my sexual frustrations while in the shower, my only alone time. Now i would actually be able to enjoy a longer more fulfilling solo session after the light were out. Guess I’ve always enjoyed long stroking sessions. Bringing myself near orgasm repeatedly before finally releasing. The doors to our rooms were never fully closed. Sliding cotton partitions were our only means of privacy. The doors when opened from nearly shut to completely open were absolutely silent. At that moment of my life i had no desire to be caught or exhibitit anything. The night nurses were females. Women who were in their late 40’s or early 50’s I’m guessing. One of the nurses, her name was Mary, was quite beautiful. She was always very friendly and kind. She resembled a close friends mother whom i had a crush on since c***dhood. They didn’t have a set schedule to make rounds only that they did so every 2 to 3 hours. Knowing that, i knew i could jerk off for a good hour without worry. I recall that bedtime was early, 9 or 10pm was the latest. Mary had come by at that time and reminded me of the light out. I obliged. Looking forward to jacking in peace without worry of my roommate hearing me.I should explain also that the d****s or partitions not only separated one bed from the next, there was also one a little past the foot of the bed. In a sense creating your own little room. I rarely closed that one since I was nearest the window and my roommates never really crossed the partition separating the beds. This night was no different. I knew i could slowly pump my cock at my leisure, figuring i would hear the footsteps of the nurse on duty as she approached my side of the room. Giving me ample time to cover up if need be. Besides, although the rooms were osmaniye escort not completely dark with the lights out, there was an ambient light near our desks/cabinets, i knew i would recognize the brightness when the nurse opened the door, allowing the light from the hallway in.So, Mary had just reminded me of the light curfew. As i shut my light off and the door silently glided towards closed and stopped a good foot from the jamb, i took off my tshirt, put it on my desk where i pulled out a small body of baby oil and a wash cloth for the clean up.I was almost immediately stiff as i climbed into bed and pulled my shorts down a little way, allowing myself easy access to lube a caress myself as i wanted. I pulled the blanket up, covering my legs to the point of covering my shorts as well, which were pulled down just below my waist. If i needed to, i could cover up quickly. Laying back with my head upon the pillow, i flipped open the lid of baby oil. I let several cool drops fall from the bottle onto my now very rigid cock. Slowly massaging the oil onto my dick which was very warm to the touch. Letting out several more drops i worked that oil all over my cock and balls. Once completely lubed up, i began my slow rhythmic jerk session, recalling different encounters with certain lovers and of other erotic moments that were vivid in memory. It was heaven! It had been so long that I had been able to enjoy my solo sessions that it didn’t take long before i began to feel my body slowly near orgasm. The sensation began to radiate from my cock all the way to my head and to my toes. My breathing quickened as i almost completely stopped stroking my stiff member. Right on the egde! My cock spasmed rhythmically with my heartbeat. I could feel the warm precum ooze over the back of my hand. I ever so slowly pumped my cock in and out of my oiled fist as if i were fucking a ghost pussy that would disappear if i went too fast, slowly raising my hips off of the bed.I knew tonight wouldn’t be the prolonged solo beatoff i was hoping it to be. I also knew i wouldn’t be having another roomie for another night. Just a little longer though, i thought to myself. You can whack away tomorrow night , but dont give in so soon tonight. I pulled my escort osmaniye swollen cock out of my fist. That terrific throbbing ache began to subside. Slowly, i began to pump again. My hot prick felt so good sliding in and out of my hand. I had beat off to help myself sleep a few times since my arrival at the hospital. Always a dry stroke, couldn’t really lube up with another guy a few feet away. On the few occasions i made myself cum, i had to be extremely quiet as not to alert said roomie of what i was doing. Tonight i could breath a little. I quickened my pace, a race to get to the edge. I mean…my fist was flying. I could hear the squish and slap of my fist gliding up and down my shaft. Knowing i had at least an hour before a nurse returned, which i wouldnt last until, i became bolder and louder. I could feel my ball bouncing against my inner thighs. My breaths were short n shallow with little moans and grunts of pleasure. I recalled a recent lover who actually enjoyed facials. She would ride me until I was about to burst and hop off me rub her pussy as she jacked my cock into her face. I was recalling a particular sweaty episode with her where she finally stopped me, had me kneel by her head as she madly diddled her cunt. It was amazing to watch her cum. Her legs would close tightly together, her toes would stiffen n she would let out a grunt, immediately sucking my cock after until she was close again. Her final orgasm triggered my own. She hoarsely spoke, “give it to me, give it to me!”. I remember grunting, ” ugh, take it! Take it!” as i erupted all over her face.I was in the middle of softly grunting, “Take it, take it!” With my head pushing the pillow back into the bed, hips thrust upwards, eyes closed. I was in a masturbating frenzy, ready to explode. Lost in my own pleasure, passing the point of no return, over the edge, I began to spurt. “Ugh….Take it!”. I grunted again. I had partially realized brightness upon my closed lids. At first I thought it was just the power of the orgasm i was giving myself when it dawned upon me that it was the light from the flashlight the nurses carried with them. My eyes opened fast and wide. There was Mary. I sat up quickly, pulling the blanket up to cover my stll cum spewing osmaniye escort bayan erection. I believe we both had a stunned, deer in headlights look on our face. My orgasm was strong enough to send my body into spasms. I began to twitch, almost convulsively. Mary, being the kind and helpful woman she was, rushed to my side. Im guessing it was her nursing experience, possibly worried about the semi-siezing person in front if her.?.?. Im unsure. I just know she wrapped her left arm around me (almost as a hug) as she shut her flashlight off, set the small handheld light down between my legs and put her right hand on my chest ( which i had accidentally launched a couple of streamers of my spunk onto) and asked if i was ok. My heart still racing, the last couple of spasms escaped my body, i slowly shook my head in a yes fashion. Finally speaking…I’m ok. She had large breasts and they felt amazing, beind so close. Her right hand went from my chest to my neck…continuing to check my pulse. I noticed that her hand was wet from my cum. She loosened her grasp but gently touched my chests and stomach briefly with her free hand. Holding her hand out in front of us both she rubbed her fingers with her thumb. “Whoa, quite a mess.” I sort of whispered, “im sorry”. Mary, being the utmost professional, simply replied, ” oh, that’s okay.” I stayed in a sitting position as Mary fully stood up, again rubbing her thumb on her fingers, feeling my cum on them. “Would you like a towel?”, she asked. I reached down next to me and pulled out the washcloth. I handed it to her. She looked at me, had a quick little chuckle or snort and grabbed the cloth, wiping off her right hand. It became even more interesting when she came close again and started to attempt to wipe down my chest and stomach, quickly stopping herself. It almost seemed like she wanted to clean up the mess i had made but knew that may be wrong. She picked up her flashlight, handed me the cloth, reached out and felt my neck once again, checking my pulse. As she was leaving, she closed the d**** which had previously been open. Unsure how often nurses/doctors/medical techs have to deal with such things but Mary was fantastic. Unsure of how much, if anything that she had actually witnessed but i do know that it was extremely clear to her what she walked into. I was fortunate enough to run into her years later at a local car show and she was still very friendly, kind and sexy. Im hoping she thought of me through at least one orgasm after that.

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