Jason, one of my former patients, was coming over at 4PM. Jason, a very sweet eighteen-year old, had spent two weeks in the hospital for an auto-immune disorder. After his 9th or 10th day in the hospital, when his recovery was secured and most of his strength had returned, I had begun to tease and flirt with him unmercifully. I've always had a thing for men and boys younger than I, so it wasn't long before teasing and flirting led to sucking and fucking. During the last week of Jason's hospitalization, for five straight mid-shifts, I coaxed at least two cum-loads a night from horny' teens perpetually hard cock. On his last night, as a going away gift, I lay flat on my tummy on his hospital bed, moaning like a slut, and let Jason repeatedly cram his thick cock up my tight, churning ass until he filled it with two frothy loads of burning teenaged jizz.
As I kissed him goodbye early the next morning (on the cheek since his parents and girlfriend were watching), I made Jason promise to keep in touch after he got out of the hospital. With proper training, I knew Jason was going to turn into an extraordinarily talented lover, and I intended on doing my part to further his education.
True to his word, Jason called me a week after his release and asked if he could "see me sometime." During our brief conversation, Jason sheepishly mentioned how he'd bragged to a couple of his friends about the "sexy nurses" who had taken care of him in the hospital. He went on to complain about how they called him a liar and laughed at him for his "wild imagination." Chuckling knowingly to myself, I told Jason that he could drop by the next afternoon with his two friends. I went on to add that unless he had any objections, I'd make sure Amy and Beth (my two best friends, and the other "sexy nurses") would be there to help corroborate his story.
I knew it wouldn't take me much to get Amy and Beth to participate. The three of us had been best friends since we met in a nursing program in college six years earlier. Despite dissimilar upbringings and backgrounds we shared a love of one thing-sex. Before meeting Amy and then Beth, I had always thought that I was different from most girls; I wanted sex all the time—the more and the naughtier, the better.
I met Amy at a party shortly after arriving at college. We hit it off right away and, after the party, ended up blowing her boyfriend until he blew his load all over my tits and then making out like crazy with each other back in her dorm room. Amy had never had sex with another woman before, but after I licked her to two shuddering orgasms she returned the favor willingly, eating my gooey pussy like she was a confirmed lesbian. The next time she and I hooked up, three nights later, her boyfriend was no where to be found. It was just two hot blondes with wet, itchy pussies and a black, ten-inch dildo that got put to very good use.
A few months later, I met Beth at the club I danced in. She was there with a man, Todd, who was well into his 40's, and who bought her lap dance after lap dance from me. I'd danced for women many times before, but Beth was much wilder. She was so totally into me; it was like we were the only two in the club. She moaned as I rubbed my tits against her big, braless jugs, and panted loudly when I rode her thigh with my thong covered cunt. We were both dripping with lust for each other for and her gentleman friend knew it.
I left the club two hours early that night, pissing of the manager greatly, but Beth and Todd were worth it. At first, I thought Beth was not into men, because when we arrived at Todd's, she was immediately all over me. Todd avidly cheered her on as she kissed, licked, and sucked me to a powerful orgasm. When it was time for me to reciprocate, she whimpered like a little girl as I devoured her big tits and hot cunt. As she was in the throes of a screaming climax, Todd moved me aside and stuck his big, thick cock up her convulsing pussyhole. Beth wailed like a banshee and fucked him like his was the last cock on earth, proving that my first impression of her was wrong. She wasn't as dirty or as much of a talker as I was, but damn she was loud when she got fucked.
Todd proved to be quite the stud that night. He took turns fucking us both for about half an hour before finally filling my slick, shaved pussy with sticky cum. He watched, engrossed, as Beth sucked every drop of his cock slime out of me before jumping back in and fucking us again. The second time, he unloaded in Beth's well-fucked cunt, and I eagerly ate her cummy pussy clean of Todd's gooey cock cream. Todd took special delight in the size difference between Beth and me--she's 5'10 and weighs about 140 pounds--and encouraged us to do wicked things to each other's bodies all night long. We happily complied with his wishes, and let him take turns plowing our tight pussies and willing asses until he finally conked out on us about 5 o'clock the next morning.
A week later, I introduced Amy to Beth, and the rest is history.
As planned, Beth and Amy arrived at my house in Beth's car around 1 PM. Carrying a bottle of wine and three glasses, I greeted by two best pals at the door. Within minutes we made way to my huge master bedroom suite where we took our time changing into the trampy outfits we had decided to wear for the afternoon.
Cock teasing is one of our favorite activities, both at and away from work, and we each selected attire accordingly. Beth, who at 25 is a year older than both me and Amy, is a tall, shapely, top-heavy brunette with brown eyes, and grapefruit-sized tits. She had brought a tight pink halter crop top and a short, clingy cotton and Lycra white miniskirt to change into. Under her skirt and blouse, she wore bright blue boy shorts and no bra.
Amy, like me, is a petite blonde; about a half inch taller than my 5'1, but about 2 pounds lighter. She decided to flaunt her tight little body in a red, halter crop-top that dipped low in front to show off her firm, medium-sized breasts, and a shamelessly short black leather skirt that fit her little rounded ass like it was painted on. Like Beth, she wore no bra and had finally decided against going pantyless in favor of a sheer leopard print thong.
As for me; well, I've always been the most flamboyant and daring of the three, and I wore a dark orange mesh top with pea-sized holes that clearly showed most of my firm, tanned tits. I also wore a miniscule black, frilly skirt that barley covered the lacy tops of my dark orange thigh highs. I completed my seductive outfit by pulling on a pair of skintight, bright-orange boy shorts that hugged my tight, shapely ass like a second skin, and left the lower portion of my ass-cheeks bare.
"Nice thigh highs, Kathy!" Beth remarked to me. "Where'd you find some that color?"
"Anything is possible via the wonder of the internet," I laughingly replied. "I have tons of these things. As a matter of fact, I have some red ones and pink ones that would look great on you and Amy—wanna see? Of course, they won't go all the way up those fucking long legs of yours, but they'll look pretty hot anyway—I bet the boys will love 'em!"
The three of us cackled and preened for each other as Beth and Amy slid on the proffered thigh highs, slipped into their high heels, and then joined me in the family room to await the arrival of Jason and his friends.
"Open another bottle of vino, Baby." Amy asked me, her clear blue eyes sparkling as she thirstily emptied her second glass of wine. "I wanna be nice and ready to suck on some hot 18-year old cock!"
"Since when do you need wine to get you ready?" Beth teased. "Kathy's the one that becomes an uber-slut after a few drinks; you're a slut all the time!"
"Oh sure, pick on me." Amy retorted, "Kathy's the one who never gets enough, drunk or sober, and she's already given up that pussy and ass to Jason, I just flirted with him a bit in the hospital."
