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Believe it or not, the first time I 69’ed was when I was in a hospital. Seriously. A nurse actually got on top of me in bed and sucked me off. Somehow she knew that a good look at her cunt would make me hard. Women are intuitive that way. Or maybe just clever and resourceful, because I learned later that she’d done that several times before while I was barely conscious. As soon as she told me that I began to remember. I vaguely remembered “dreaming,” of looking up at an opened lippy pussy and feeling horny. I was under the influence of fentanyl at the time and in case you’ve had the good fortune of not experiencing that I can tell you that it makes you hallucinate, a lot. But not only that, the hallucinations don’t last or stay the same. You have moments of some clarity, and then new ones crop up. Not that you can ever think very clearly, but to the extent you can it’s hard to discern what is real and what isn’t. The nurse, of course, knew that, which is why she risked being caught straddling my face to suck my dick. She knew I wouldn’t know what was happening and yet my body would still respond. And that explained something else too. As I became more conscious and would see her every day I noticed I got an erection every time she came to my bedside. I actually felt a little embarrassed because it was pretty noticeable, but I couldn’t move the sheets to hide it because my hands were tied. That’s what happens when you’re under the influence, they tie your hands so you can’t pull shit out of you and try to get the hell out. So, all I could do was watch her eyes looking me over, and repeatedly focusing back on my hard cock just under the sheet. There was also something attractive about her, like I knew her somehow. That may be why I didn’t freak out when she closed the curtain around us and removed her pants and panties, then climbed onto my bed. It had happened before but I was drugged up and couldn’t remember. I guess that’s why I just let her climb on top of me and spread her legs over my face, probably thinking it was another dream. But it wasn’t a dream, as she finally told me after I fully recovered. The cunt I kept seeing was real because it was hers. You have to admit it was a unique new way of meeting some one. Needless to say, I got her phone number and we met up again after I got out of the hospital. “Hi!, How you doin’?,” she asked with a sexy smile. The next thing I knew we were in bed again, but this time in her apartment, and my hands were free to gape her cunt so I could lick her clit. It didn’t take long for cum to fill her mouth once again, and she was finally free to moan and come with abandon. It was an experience I’ve never forgotten.
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