SPERM BANK NURSE IV
"I've only done this once before so tell me if I'm doing something wrong," Patty said. I told her she was doing fine but be gentle because I was red hot with a short fuse. Maybe she was lying about her single previous cock sucking or maybe she had really paid attention to my job but she felt terrific. It couldn't have been more than a couple of minutes but the old adage "time flies when you're having fun" was on the money and I said, "Real close now." She traded mer mouth for her hand, moved to the side and began to slowly, lightly stroke my impossibly swollen cock. Three strikes and I was out! "Gee, I don't know what's better, watching your penis squirt or feeling it pulse in my hand," she said.
We finished our walk holding hands and made a dinner date for Tuesday. "I have a charcoal grill on my wee porch and if you do the grilling I'll supply the burgers," she said.
The time dragged at work until Tuesday evening. I still enjoyed guys filling my cups with joy but not near as much as I liked watching Patty's "clitoris" unload.
When she opened her door she broke up with laughter. "Look at you! Coat and tie, shined shoes, a wine bottle in one hand and a bunch of flowers in the other." She, on the other hand had on shorts, a tee shirt with no bra, her oversized nipples making obvious bumps in it, and barefoot. I told her I liked her best the way she was, with less clothes on. We opened the wine, chatted and sipped while she finished making the salad and put some beans and carrots on the stove. Tater tots in the oven, my fave potato types made a lovely odor. She kept me company while I grilled the cheeseburgers. Dinner was nice and a cupcake for dessert was delicious.
Our baseball team was in a key series with the Yankees. It was the seventh inning and she joined me on the couch to hold hands and watch it to the end. "Well, it's a work night and getting to be bedtime," I said. Patty: "Gee, I thought you'd never ask." And she took my hand and led me to her bedroom. She stood by the bed and raised her arms. I took the cue and raised her shirt over her head and dropped in in a chair. I fondled a nipple with one hand and French kissed the other. They obediently stood forth, I leaned back to admire them and told her they were gorgeous and I hoped they'd never change. She lowered her arms and I lowered her shorts. Her panties were full but her "clitty" was only half erect. By the time I got her panties off she was once again pointing at the ceiling.
"I don't know which erection is the more lovely, your nipples or your weenie. The thought may keep me awake tonight the way it did last night," I said. "I wouldn't believe you either way," she said, staring at the tent in my trousers, "Because mommy taught me that an erect penis has no conscience. Now get those fancy duds off and make love to me!"
She was lying on her back and I got down beside her. Licking those big 'nads was probably more fun for me than Patty. Her cock oozed a droplet of precum and my tongue was naturally directed North. Her dick juice was as nifty as I remembered it. So I stayed with it, just licking around her cockhead. Then I spied a jar of Lubriderm on her bedside table and I greased up a finger and slipped it up her pooper. I wiggled my finger around a bit then found her prostate and gently began to massage it. "I don't know what you're doing up there, but don't stop," she said. It worked for me too, her 'clitty' was producing a nice supply of precum for my busy tongue. In about a minute she said, "Get ready because I'm getting pretty close now."
I was lying beside her and the way her boner was parallel to her belly I could tongue the underside of her glans without fear of getting a facefull of jizz. "Oh yeah, oh so close......o, o, Oh... OOOHHHGOD," she yelled. Simultaneously her prostate hardened, swelled, her clit jerked off my tongue and I had a closeup view of her first spurt. I pulled back to get a panoramic view and it was a joy to feel her bunghole spasm on my finger while her cum flew. "Lordy! Every time I think my orgasm couldn't be better than the last time you give me a better one! I can't imagine what you're going to show me the next time," she wheezed.
She didn't bother mopping up the bed, "I figure we're about to add to it. Now, my love, tell me what you were tickling up my bottom." I told her and she wanted to know how to find it. I said, "Try to tickle the underside of my belly button and you'll feel a lump and that would be it. But anything more than a light touch would turn from nice to not so pleasant." So she greased up her forefinger and searched my rectum. "Ah ha, pay dirt," she said, and began to suck my needy woody. For a rookie she did quite a job. This time I didn't plateau before I unloaded, I just went from nice to Bingo! She quit sucking when I started to squirt and when my cock was empty she lifted her head, swallowed, and said," Gee, that was fun feeling your semen squirt in my throat. But your anus was so loose I could have gotten my foot up there. How come?"
I told her before we met I used a vibrator up there to masturbate. And I hoped some day I'd trust and care enough to have a boner up there. I held her hand and said, "I think I have finally found that someone."
"If you bring it and the burgers you're invited for dinner tomorrow," Patty said.
TO BE CONTINUED
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