I leaned down, keeping my body away from his chest and abdomen, but pushing my breasts again right into his face. I rubbed the smooth fabric of the push up bra against his cheeks.
Colton buried his head into the space between my breasts.
The contact on my breasts felt wonderful. I loved the feeling of the smooth sports bra fabric against his head….there had been a time, actually, when I was younger, when I would always wear a sports bra with my college boyfriend, because I liked the feel of it so much better. The way his hands moved across it just felt so silky and delicate compared to when his hands moved across a regular bra. I even liked the feel of it better than his hands against my naked flesh…I had somewhat moved on from that phase. Part of it, I’m sure, was moving on to more mature men who better understood how to touch a woman’s breasts.
It was a little embarrassing to admit, but sometimes for a bit of a nostalgic throw back, I would put on a sports bra just to masturbate…I loved the feeling of my own hands against that fabric.
“You like that, don’t you, patient?” I said to Colton.
“I’m afraid to admit it, but I do…” said Colton, the grin still plastered to his face. He looked so cute, so handsome…he looked like a rugged warrior, with the stubble on his face…his hair just a little greasy and unkempt…there was some minor wounds on his face from falling down after the bull gored him…He looked exactly like the wounded hero.
“Your penis is responding wonderful,” I said, still using my nurse voice.
I began to grind my body against his crotch, against his thick and hard cock…somehow it seemed even bigger than I had remembered.
His huge cock pushed up against my pussy…I knew that I was already sopping wet.
I reached up and pulled off my nurses top. Next, I puled off my sports bra, so that my big breasts swung free. I pushed them again into Colton’s face. As if on cue, he began to massage them ever so lightly. He began sucked on each of he nipples in turn…a very light sucking. It felt divine. He really knew how to go about this slowly…he was diving right in, but also taking his time and doing everything gently…it was just the way I liked it. I liked the pressure and intensity to slowly build up.
“Wow, nurse, this is great,” said Colton.
“It sure is,” I said, letting the nurse routine drop for a moment. Then I remembered, and said, “Quite, patient, this is just a routine check up.”
“Of course,” said Colton.
I let Colton reach out and pull down my nurse pants that were held up with only an elastic band. I had purposely taken off my underwear earlier…so it was just my bare crotch, with my juices flowing freely, foaming up and running down my inner thigh.
“You’ll do fine in here,” came a stranger’s voice from on the other side of the curtain.
Colton and I both froze.
We would be in a very compromising position if someone discovered us.
There was the sound of more footsteps. Someone was coming into the room…it was too bad there hadn’t been a lock.
When I pulled the curtain closed, I had noticed that the room was actually a double…there had been an unused bed on the other side of the curtain.
“You’ll be comfortable in here,” said a voice, probably of a nurse…a real nurse.
“Thanks, nurse,” said a patient’s voice. He sounded hoarse, like he was really sick.
I held my finger up to my mouth, motioning to Colton to be quite, not that he needed it.
Surprisingly, Colton’s face was still a huge smile. I think he must have liked the situation we were in. I, on the other hand, was frozen in fear. I could feel my heart beating insanely quickly, as if it was going to pop right out of my chest, flopping onto the floor, where it would continue beating in anxiety on its own…
There was only the thin sheet of fabric of the curtain separating us and the other patient and the nurse.
“I’ll just get you set up here before the doctor gets here. We just need to connect some of the devices, and make sure you’re all squared away with the medication.”
“Ok, nurse, no problem.”
This sort of exchange between the other patient and the other nurse continued for a little while. We could hear the nurse connecting a couple different devices. We could hear her making occasional comments about the patients’ health. Apparently, he had been in some sort of car accident and needed to be monitored for a little while, for a couple weeks. But other than that, he wasn’t seriously injured. Just your standard cuts and bruises, judging by what the nurse was saying.
For some reason, hearing that the patient wasn’t really that bad off made me feel a little calmer.
After a couple minutes of remaining frozen, my heart rate started to slow down to a more reasonable rate…I was getting a little calmer, and noticed that I was still quite excited about the idea of having sex with Colton. His body looked muscular rand wiry, strong and ready to take me. And I had to admit that the situation, with the people right on the other side of the curtain, was beginning to excite me even more…it was sort of like an added spice to the already hot situation.
My juices were still running strong, and Colton’s cock was as hard as ever.
“Stay very quite,” I whispered as softly as I could into Colton’s ear.
He obeyed, and as slowly and quiet as I could, I pushed myself down onto Colton’s cock.
There wasn’t any more time for foreplay, even though I would have liked to continue the little nurse and patient charade for a little longer. But it would have been simply too noisy…all we had time for now was a simple fuck, clean and simple, quick and silent.
But I almost moaned as Colton’s’ cock penetrated me…it felt completely wonderful. Because I was on top, I was able to completely control the sensation. I pushed down as slowly as I could, as millimeter by millimeter his big thick cock penetrate me…
It felt like his cock would split me in two…
It felt even larger that before. It felt absolute massive, and I could feel it pulsating inside me…
I managed to keep my mouth shut, in case my heavy breathing could be heard on the other side of the curtain.
Colton did a better job than I did of remaining silent…he had a look of complete concentration and intensity on his face as I rode him.
I had a brief flashback memory to when Colton was so elegantly and athletic riding the bull. Now, I was the rider, and Colton was the bull. I tried to make my movements athletic and graceful, the same way Colton had moved when had been riding that bull.
The thought of Colton riding the bull for some reason made me even hotter…my juices were really flowing now. My nipples were bolt upright, as taught and tight and pointed as could be. Colton felt even harder and thicker inside me, if that was possible. I could feel his cock throbbing violently inside me…it wanted to discharge its load deep inside me.
After a few minutes of riding Colton silently, the nurse on the other side of the curtain seemed ready to go.
“OK,” said the nurse on the other side of the curtain. “I’ll leave you alone now, and the doctor will be in to see you shortly.
My top was off, and my nurses pants were still stretched down around my knees…
Colton was completely naked, and the sheet was down around his ankles…
“Oooh,” I moaned. “You feel so good.” I knew I shouldn’t have made any noises, but I just couldn’t help it…
With the nurse on the other side of the curtain gone, back to her nurses station, it seemed like all the pressure and tension that had made the situation even hotter was released…but now that the tension was gone, the hotness of the situation wasn’t gone at all…and I simply couldn’t help letting out a moan.
“Is someone else here? Is someone else in the room?” said the man on the other side of the curtain.
“Ahhh, yesss,” I moaned, a way of answering him.
Colton looked briefly horrified, but I could see
the perverse side of his bad boy self taking charge, and then I could see he began to enjoy the voyeuristic aspects of the situation himself. He let out a loud groan as he bucked his hips up from the mattress, drilling his cock even deeper inside me with a very, very hard push.
“Oh yeah, Colton,” I moaned, at full volume. “Fuck me, fuck me good, push your cock into me.”
“Wow,” said the man on the other side of the curtain. I could tell from the sound of his voice that he didn’t know what to make of the situation, but that he was a little turned on… I mean who wouldn’t be turned on by a couple fucking each others’ brains out in the very same room… I imagined that it was a very nice treat for this injured man… In lieu of sending flowers, at least…it was something I could do for him, in a sick and sexual way.
But my normal morality, my normal reserved self, had completely flown out the window.
This was the first time Colton and I had fucked since making eye contact in the rodeo, since each independently deciding that we loved each other from a distance.
Despite his injuries, Colton suddenly got out from under me…I didn’t even know he was about to do it.
He pulled his cock out of me and shot out from under my legs.
The next thing I knew, he was on top of me.
He had pushed me down into the mattress.
I was face down, and Colton was on top of me.
He pushed his cock deep inside me.
It went in easy…that’s how wet I was…his cock was simply swimming in my juices.
“Oh yeah, Colton,” I moaned. “Fuck me hard…fuck me hard…I need to cum with you inside me. I need your cum…Colton, oh yeah.”
I continued moaning like that loudly as Colton began pounding me form behind.
He started by keeping his body above mine, but slowly he lowered himself so that he was pressing his powerful and muscular torso against mine, pressing me into the mattress.
“Wow,” I heard the other patient in the room say again.
Despite the intensity of being fucked by Colton, I managed to hear the distinct sounds of the patient beginning to rub his own cock. The sound was so characteristic it could be distinguished between and among a host of other sounds, no matter how loud they were.
Thwock-thwock-twhock went the patient’s hand against his cock.
He was jerking himself off furiously to the sound of Colton fucking me hard.
It was hot…I had never been in a voyeuristic situation like this…and I have to say I liked it. Not only liked it, really, but loved it. Absolute loved it. It made everything feel more intense. It made every push by Colton’s cock more intense.
“Sounds like he’s getting off to us, baby?” I moaned to Colton.
“Yeah,” said Colton, grunting as he thrust his cock again and again deep inside me. “You like that, don’t you baby?”
“Yeah,” I moaned, loudly. “I like hearing him jerk off.”
The patient’s sounds only grew more intense. He was jerking off as if there was no tomorrow. His hand must have been moving too fast to see against his cock…he knew it was almost over, and wanted to cum while we were still fucking.
“Oh, Colton,” I cried. “I’m cumming. I’m cumming now.”
I began moaning and thrashing wildly. But now matter how much I moved, I couldn’t escape from underneath’s Colton’s powerful body. I loved the feeling of being smushed between him and the mattress, unable to escape…not that I wanted to, of course.
The orgasm was intense. It seemed to last forever.
I got completely lost in it.
I was only vaguely aware of everything else, until Colton’s started cumming.
He kept pumping his cock as he came…I loved that. It was so much hotter than when guys froze up when they were cumming.
Colton let out a tremendous roar as his cum shot deep inside me. His cock was spasming as it thrust load after load of hot seed into me.
Colton collapsed on top of me.
We were both panting heavily.
“Oh yeah,” cried the patient on the other side of the room. I hadn’t thought it possible, but the sounds from his hand on his cock increased. Then he went silent, as he came.
Colton and I lay there, naked on the hospital bed, too exhausted to move.
“What in the world!” came a voice from the other side of the curtain. It was the voice of the nurse who had just a few minutes ago installed the patient in the room. “I leave for twenty minutes, and you decide to go to town on yourself! There’s semen literally all over you. What a pervert.”
“I’m sorry,” sputtered the patient, clearly lost for words. “I don’t know what came over me…it must have been the accident. I’m sorry.”
“Well this is going right on your medical charts,” said the nurse in a stern voice.”
“But…” began the patient, in protest.
Colton and I tried to keep our laughter subdued, but as the nurse continued to scold the patient, we couldn’t contain ourselves. Soon our joyous laughter had burst into the room.
17
Colton
Katy had come back to the hospital a few more times since that first day. They had made love a few more times. It had been more intense each time, each discovering new things about the other’s bodies. Colton loved the feeling of adventure and discovery that he felt each time he made love to Katy.
He had never felt that before with a woman…he knew deep down he was in love. He knew it all over. He walked with a bounce in his step, despite the injuries he had sustained.
He couldn’t believe Katy had been worried about Colton blaming her for her injuries…
He also could barely believe that she had felt the exact same thing in the rodeo when they had locked eyes…what were the chances that he should find her eyes in the crowd like that? And what were the chances they both fell in love right then and there? It felt like Colton was living the life of a character in a romantic movie, rather than real life.
But at the same time, real life began to creep back in.
Colton was released from the hospital with a good bill of health. He needed to stay off the bulls for another month or two, but in the meantime he could work with his manager on propelling his career to the next level.
Colton wasn’t supposed to be back on his motorcycle yet, but he said to hell with it, and got back on his souped-up Triumph motorcycle the second he got home.
It felt wonderful to ride it. He didn’t wear a helmet or protective clothing, letting the wind flow through his hair, and letting his shirt sleeves and collar flap wildly around him as he road through the Texas country roads…it was the best way for him to get his mind clear, or as clear as it was going to get, with all that was going on.
In the process of trying to clear his mind, Colton suddenly remembered he had a meeting scheduled with his new manager Cambridge Whitehead that afternoon.
He made a sharp U-turn with his bike, and then gunned it full speed towards the restaurant where they were meeting.
Colton entered the restraint without any of the right clothes…it was the kind of place you were supposed to wear a dinner jacket, even for lunch.
Colton had never been big on rules like that, or restaurants with rules like that, for that matter.
“I’m sorry, sir,” said the man at the door to the restaurant, who was wearing a sharp suit himself, along with a tie. “I can’t let you in without the proper attire.”
“To hell with the proper attire,” said Colton, growing angry. He had often had a problem with his temper, and he took a few deep breaths now, before saying anything else.
“I’m sorry, sir, but those are the rules of the house…”
“Is there a problem here?” said an elegant man appearing behind the restaurant employee. It was Cambridge Whitehead, dressed to the nines, and wearing a prominent gold chain and gold watch. His hair was slicked back, and he looked like the epitome of class and elegance
. There was a large unlit cigar in his lips.
“This guy won’t let me in,” said Colton. “I was about to tell him I had a meeting with you.”
“I’m sure there’s not any problem,” said Cambridge, to the employee. “This man here may not look it, but he’s the #1 rodeo champion in the country. You may have heard about his last match on TV. He was horrifically gored by a bull, and he’s still recuperating from his injuries, so I’m sorry if his appearance doesn’t suit your standard, but I’m sure he has much more on his mind that suit jackets for restaurant, isn’t that right Colton?”
Colton nodded his head.
“Sure,” said the employee. “ I didn’t realize who you were, and that you were eating with Mr. Whitehead. I apologize if I’ve caused any inconvenience. Please, I’ll see you to your table.”
“That wont’ be necessary,” said Cambridge, handing the man a folded hundred dollar bill. “For your troubles,” he said.
“Thank you, sir,” said the employee.
Colton followed Cambridge to the table.
Of course, Cambridge had the best table in the house.
“Quite the ritzy place,” said Colton, looking around at all the luxury. The other diners were all wearing fancy dresses or suits. It was the upper crust of Austin, who preferred to dine in luxury, away from the riff raff.
Colton got a couple of glances, because of his attire…he was just wearing a T-Shirt with a torn old grey corduroy collared shirt over it. And blue jeans. He always wore blue jeans, though, even at the fanciest of events. His blue jeans and his cowboy boots rarely if every came off. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been in public without them.
“Thanks for getting me out of that jam back there,” said Colton, taking a sip from a glass of water. “Wow, even the water here tastes good,” he said.
“Don’t worry about it,” said Cambridge, waving his cigar in the air. “This is what I do, Colton. I grease the wheels. I get things moving. I’ve here to get you out of whatever situation you get yourself into. And I’m here to propel your career…in a couple of weeks, your face alone will be so famous that you’ll never have this kind of issue at a restaurant again.”
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