Hi readers. This story was something I wish could happen. It's completely made up. It has lesbian sex and interracial sex there are a few threesomes also. It could fit into so many categories but I chose Sci-Fi/ Fantasy. So it may not be your cup of tea. If you can get past those things, I think you will enjoy what I wrote. Please vote, scoring one is better than not scoring at all. I thought this story was a nice concept. So remember, please score the story and feel free to comment
Everyone mentioned in the story below is above the age of eighteen.
Happy Halloween readers.
For my muse!
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Ma and I were early for our appointment at the old folks home. The place gave me a feeling like something was just not right. It was very institutionalized but looked and smelled clean. The staff was exceptionally friendly and helpful. We were taken on a tour of the facility. It had everything: a pool and hot tub, indoor and outdoor games, a pool table and even a movie theater.
Then we were shown to our room, it was a huge one bedroom apartment with a stove, refrigerator and the other convenient things you might expect. It had a large bed and a large closet. Even a flat screen television with all cable channels. A fresh coat of paint was still drying, the smell lingered slightly.
It would be more than big enough for the two of us; it's where we would live out our golden years. So we settled in and did our best getting comfortable in the new and strange surroundings.
Oh by the way my name is John, I was named after my father. Maude is my wife, I just call her Ma. Fifty six years we've been married now. She's been forgetting a whole lot lately and simply I have too. I started writing in a journal every day when I noticed the memory fading. I found this nice retirement home and moved the two of us in, hoping it would help. Hate to say it but we're both knocking on death's door.
A few days into our stay at the place, I had a very hard time sleeping. Or I wouldn't sleep at all! It was getting worse the past few nights. I tried everything to sleep, watching television, drinking warm milk, even reading would usually work, but everything I tried failed.
I was frustrated, I got out of bed and went out to the nurses station to see if they had any sleep aids that weren't narcotic. When I approached the counter I was taken aback by what I saw. This girl, who couldn't be more than twenty five, was sitting in her office chair playing with herself.
I found out later her name was Jill She was the night charge nurse. I did a double take to make sure I wasn't dreaming. The nurse sat with her eyes closed, her red hair pinned under her nurse hat and her nurse uniform pulled up bunching up at the waist. She had no hair on her delta and her fingers were diving in and out of her wet pussy like mad. She didn't hear me come up to the counter, so I watched the beautiful woman bring herself pleasure. I couldn't tear my eyes away. She was toying with herself where she would be seen. I found it all highly erotic, looking down seeing that my cock agreed. I haven't had a boner in eleven years without some kind of pill to help. I thought that maybe I should just go back to my room.
Then she opened her eyes and discovered me watching her. I thought it would be the end of our stay, the pervert watching, invasion of her privacy. I tried to get an apology past my lips but all I did was stutter and blush.
She just smiled and continued, opening her legs a bit wider for me, her captive audience. I blushed for her but she took it all in stride. Her left hand unzipped her uniform until her breasts were bare and began toying with her nipples, as the left hand never broke pace. She practically begged me to watch.
Her breasts were not big but they overfilled her tiny hand. The nipples were very erect and light pink, they were beautiful. It seemed the longer I looked the naughtier she got. She would pull her fingers out and open herself to my gaze. Then spank her hard cilt a few times then shove them inside again. She kept both hands busy until her back arched and a stream of liquid shot out of her convulsing vagina in my direction. She smiled and looked at me with her glossy eyes. Then she stood, stuck the fingers she was using inside her mouth and sucked them off. Inserting them several times acting like she was performing fellatio. She walked towards me seductively and dropped down on her knees. She began to lower my pajamas but I protested. I was married, I never cheated on my wife and I wasn't about to start now.
She kept tugging at the sides of my pajama bottoms while my cock almost poked her in the eye. She kissed it through the material a few times. When I released her hand to stop her, that was all it took. She had my pajama bottoms around my ankles and her mouth full of my dick before I knew what happened.
She was very talented, managing to engulf my penis into her throat the first time. I protested some, but after a few bobs into her throat I surrendered. It took maybe five minutes of a great blow job before I shot my load down her throat.
I quietly pulled up my pajamas and left without saying a word. I went back to my room and wrote in my journal about what happened. I laid down with some guilt but it faded when sleep found me at last.
I woke up late that morning, Ma was not in the room. I figured she was doing one of the many activities that they had here. I showered and began to shave. I noticed that there were several age spots and wrinkles I once had, now gone. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me, but with Twenty-twenty vision I knew better. I looked at my reflection carefully. I had lost all the saggy skin I had. I felt energized like I could fight an army. I dressed quickly because I didn't want Ma to see my body yet.
Not five minutes later Ma walked into our room. First, I was surprised that she could find it by herself. Second, she looked different, her hair had a blond tint in it, her face was missing wrinkles too.
She looked years younger as we talked about what she had filled her morning doing. She struggled, telling me very little, being vague and elusive. She mentioned a game but most of the details were left out, I didn't want to pry. When she asked me where I went last night I told her I went to the nurses station, I think, to get a sleep aid. That's what I could remember.
The day went on and we had joined in some activities then we had a nice wine with dinner. It was getting late and Ma said it was time for bed. Ma fell asleep quickly, while I tossed and turned. I tried to think about last night and what happened. I couldn't remember it, not any of it and wondered if it really happened at all. I second guessed myself thinking I had a dream. I just couldn't remember.
Tired of tossing and turning I went to see if I could get a sleep aid. They must have given me one last night, if I went there. The nurses station was vacant but the office behind it had a light on.