In Sickness ... and in Lust - Sex Stories

In Sickness ... and in Lust

My sexual liaison with Sue started with an exchange of emails. At first, they were quite vanilla and demure. But soon, they became increasingly suggestive, then progressing to become downright explicit in sexual context. By the time our exchanges became downright lewd, I "confessed" to her that I had a suspicion that communicating with her had affected me greatly. My conclusion was that she had caused me to suffer from satyriasis. She had created in me the uncontrollable urges and wantonness of a "male nymphomaniac." Her response was that she would be very pleased to "take care" of whatever carnal lusting she had caused me. She said that we should meet in-the flesh, and that she would willingly dedicate "every pore of her body" to care for my needs. The following is my response. Shortly after she received it, we got together, enjoying each other fully, in a day-long "suck-and-fuck-fest" ----------------------------------------- Dear "Nurse" Sue, Thanks for the offer. I have every confidence that you would administer to me well, were I in need of your "care". Once again you struck a consonant chord with me -- of how I would like to "care" for you. I thought about you having a bad cold. I pictured you in bed, sweating and shivering at the same time. I would come to you and help you ease your misery First I would towel off your sweating brow and dry your hair. I would towel off your neck and pull your bedcovers down ... being quick to cover your breasts from the chill of the ...

... air with the dry towel. Under the guise of drying you, I would gently massage your breasts, paying special attention to tweaking your nipples under the towel. I would leave the towel there to insulate you from the clammy sheets, spreading it over you, massaging your belly as I do. Then I re-cover you up to the chin. Now I take two towels and go to the foot of the bed. I pull the bottom of your covers free and fold it up to your knees. Quickly, I lay each towel over each leg and dry you. One more fold upward of your covers and your thighs now need the same protection. The next fold exposes your mound, and I position your covers just above it, moving the towels, until your legs are completely protected. As I tuck the towels around your leg, you feel the back of my hand brushing your netherlips and you wonder if the contact was incidental. Massaging down the length of your legs, you feel a warm dryness now. But you feel my hands pause at your knee, and I grasp it to move it slowly outward. This causes your slit to part slightly, and you feel the coolness of the air touching the heat of your inner lips. I move your other knee, and now your slit pouts open, like a soft and juicy fruit opening for me. You are entirely covered except for your mound and your glorious slit, now fully parted and open for me ... and waiting for my ministrations. You feel the bed move as I get on and position myself. My first contact with your pussy is a gentle kiss on the part of your cuntlips on the side ...