George

We took a few days off after all of the fun that Brenda had at the beach, while promising the guys that we'd be back in a week or two for another round. Lying in bed a couple of nights later as Brenda rode me, cowgirl style, I got an idea for another bit of roleplaying. Although she was completely naked as she worked my prick fabulously from above, I imagined her as a Nurse and me as the guy in a coma or with broken legs or any other scenario that would have me on my back as she took advantage of me.

I didn't know anyone in the hospital business, but I was close friends with a guy who ran an old folks' home about twenty minutes from us, so I thought I would give him a call. The following morning, I reached out to my buddy.

"Hey Sam, how's your morning going?"

"Same old, same old. How's retired life these days?" he replied.

"Well, it's gotten rather exciting of late."

"Oh, yeah. How so?"

"Well, Brenda and I have been trying new things to jumpstart our sex life, and it's been working quite well."

"Well, let me close my door so that you can give me all the sexy details," Sam said before laying the phone on his desk for a moment, before I heard the door click. Seconds later, he was back and picked up the phone, saying, "Okay, now tell me all about your hot little Brenda's adventures. I know that she's the center of this if you're calling me for a favor."

"Who said anything about a favor?"

"Please, why would you call the guy running a retirement home unless you needed some sort of sordid, sexual favor, when any guy would be happy to listen to your stories of debauchery?"

"Okay, you got me. So, we've been doing this roleplaying kinda thing, and it turns out that my darling Brenda loves strange cock. Initially, when I thought of a Naughty Nurse scenario, I was planning on borrowing a room from you and pretending to be a guy who was in a coma or with a broken leg, while she would be the attending Nurse. Now, however, I'm thinking of something different, thanks to your comments and our experience a few days ago."

"Okay, what happened a few days ago?" Sam basically demanded.

"The short version is we went to a secluded beach that is generally topless. She did go topless, and when I left to get us a drink, a guy stopped by. She made out with him. He fingered her to orgasm before she stroked him off, and then he fingered her to another. She was so worked up that when I got back, she hopped into my lap and rode me until we both came..."

"Holy crap! Your wife got fingered by a guy on a beach, with other people around, and topless?!" Sam interrupted excitedly.

"But there's more," I added before pausing.

"More!" Sam yelled, causing me to pull the phone away from my ear. "What else did she do?" he asked, a little more subdued, as I brought the phone closer again.

"She walked out to the ocean, still topless, to wash out her hoochie and flashed a couple of guys when she was heading back to the blanket..."

"Don't tell me they followed her and she fucked them both. Did she?!" he barked aloud. Then before I could speak, he asked, "Did she fuck anyone else?"

"Yes, and yes."

"Holy shit! Your hot little wife is a slut, and you love it, don't you?"

"Wouldn't you? I mean, watching her fucking others gets me even hotter. We've had more sex since we started all this than we had the entire year before. So, have you got any rooms we can use? I'll even let you be one of her victims."

"Fuck, yesss! I've got four rooms in one section that are undergoing some minor renovations. We can use them all if you want. How do you want to set it up?"

"I was thinking coma victims, or someone with a broken leg; that way she can pretend that they are vulnerable. I was also thinking that I'd play a Doctor and catch her in the act and blackmail her. Can we make something like that look real enough to keep her in the fantasy?"

"Definitely! When do you want to do this? I'll only need a couple of days' notice. In fact, I'll get things working right away. Hey, why don't you swing by this afternoon and I'll show you what we've got and go over any thoughts either of us might have," Sam suggested.

"That sounds great! I'll see you around one-thirty."

"Okay, see you then," Sam responded before hanging up.

Thinking of outfits for Brenda, I went online and searched for Nurse outfits. Of course, most of them were the slutty kind, which kinda worked for me, so I ordered a couple of different ones and a Doctor's white jacket for me and had them overnighted.

Sam

My mind raced as I walked down the hall to the four rooms being repaired. Walking in, I took notes of what was needed, such as a bed and some equipment to make it look like they were being treated. Some of the stuff was there, but I'd need to have someone bring in some of the spare stuff to really make it look realistic. Thinking about that, it occurred to me that the fewer people who knew about all of this, the better.

Entering each of the rooms, it looked like the first two still needed some flooring and wall repair. The third room only needed paint, while the fourth seemed to be recently finished. With all that in mind, I headed for our storage room to see what we had to use as props for Operation Naughty Nurse.

George stopped by later, so I discreetly showed him around as if he was a potential customer. We wandered the halls while I shared my spiel. Upon getting to the empty rooms, I whispered, "These are the ones we'll use. I've already checked our storage area, and we have plenty of equipment to make it look realistic, but I'll need help moving it all, unless you want me to let a couple of the staff in on what we're doing."

"Well, we will need at least three more bodies, other than yourself, if we want to fill all four of the rooms. I can bring some people, or you can, if you know some that you can trust. I don't want anyone getting into trouble over this. It's all about having some fun and sex with a more-than-willing little harlot," George said.

"I've got two guys about our age that work in maintenance, and if they're interested, I know that I can trust them, and they'll happily do all the set-up. So why don't you bring the fourth? What day, or should I say, evening, do you want to shoot for? It will definitely have to be after visiting hours, when most of the staff is gone for the evening, and even then we'll have to watch out for the few others that will be here."

"Okay, I'll work on the fourth. I guess let's set it for whatever night is your slowest, to keep our chances of being busted down to a minimum. And, if someone else walks in, we'll just see how it goes. Maybe Brenda will be able to charm the pants off them, and that will take care of things," George thought aloud with a stupid grin on his face.

"Alright, so Wednesdays are our slowest days, so next Wednesday it is."

George

That gave us all six days to get things in order and for me to decide how much I was going to tell Brenda. Part of me only wanted to tell her the absolute minimum, but I also didn't want her getting scared if things went a little wonky. In the end, I kept it simple, telling her that we were visiting some older, helpless gentlemen who could use a little cheering up.

The next evening, when her outfits were delivered, she tried them on for me, and we put them to very good use as she practiced her routine on me as I lay helpless in our bed. With most everything worked out, I still wondered who we could use for the fourth man, when I remembered Harry from the beach. The next morning, I told Brenda that I had to run some errands and took off to the beach to see if I could find him there.

It was a nice ride, and as soon as I parked, I saw him heading for the beach. I quickly caught up with him, and he actually recognized me because he stared at both of us for so long, waiting for his chance. I quickly explained what we were doing, and told him that she didn't know who would be there. I also shared her confession to me about wishing that she'd let him fuck her. That was all it took for him. I gave him the address and the time to arrive, by the back door, and then I was off.

I called Sam on the way back to see if he'd convinced his guys to participate, while letting him know that I had found the fourth guy.

"Yes, I actually have three that are interested. Any chance your guy won't show?" Sam inquired.

"I doubt it, but an extra guy won't be a problem. We can use him as a janitor who stumbles upon her while fellating one of the bedridden and takes her from behind, or something like that. Plus, it will give us an extra guy as a lookout."

"Sweet! He will be very happy to hear that!" Sam practically shouted over the phone.

"Sam, if I didn't know you better, I might think that you're more than a bit excited about fucking my wife."

"What gave me away? The way I shouted in your ear or the way I've flirted shamelessly with her every time I see her?" Sam teased.

"Okay, hornytoad, just make sure that everything is ready on your end and we'll see you Wednesday night, just after eight."

Hanging up the phone, I only hoped that Sam could keep this all under wraps and get everything ready for our evening of fun.

oO0Oo

The day had finally arrived. I'd spoken to Sam every day just to keep him in check. He was like a babbling idiot most of the time, but he seemed to have everything ready to go when I visited the day before. The plan was to have the four guys already in bed with assorted ailments that left them unable to leave on their own. The 'Janitor' would let us in the back door. He and I would take turns keeping an eye out for any unauthorized people.

Brenda

George had given me the barest minimum of information about our Naughty Nurse scenario, which let my mind wander unabatedly. I knew that there would be sex, but I wasn't sure exactly how things would go and how many cocks I'd get to play with. Ever since my threesome on the beach, taking two at once, I was more than eager to try that again, but I would take whatever came my way.

We pulled up by the back of Sam's rest home about eight-twenty. George came around to my door and helped me out. Moving my left leg out first, George got a nice flash of the already leaking puss. He helped me out as I did my best to keep the hem of my outfit below my ass cheeks. Obviously, I'd opted to wear the skimpier of the two Sexy Nurse costumes, which barely contained anything, top or bottom.

Walking to a door, George rapped softly. The door was opened by a man about our age, wearing a Janitor's uniform. He eyed me up appreciatively, especially as I walked past him and flicked the back of my short Nurse's skirt up to flash my ass.

"Have you seen anyone down this way that didn't belong?" George asked the Janitor.

"No one has been this way for over an hour, but I do move past our rooms and keep watch," he replied.

"Okay, thanks!" George replied to him before turning back to me and saying, "Alright, these four rooms here are the ones you'll want to visit." He pointed them out to me before leading me to the closest. George opened the door, and we both looked inside, me wearing my skimpy Nurse getup and him sporting his Doctor's white jacket.

"Okay, Nurse, I want you to check this coma victim's vitals and make sure that he is taken care of. When you've finished, meet me in the room next door," George ordered before moving back into the hallway and leaving me alone with the patient.

Playing Nurse like I'd never done before, I started with the simple stuff that you see on television. I held his wrist and felt his pulse while checking my watch. Even doing it half-assed as I was, I realized that his heart was beating rather fast. I then checked his temperature with my hand on his head and noticed a growth down between his legs. He seemed a bit warm, so I pulled down the sheets, which revealed that he was completely naked underneath. I also saw that his penis was now fully engorged, so I gripped it softly and began to stroke.

I heard a soft grumbling as I did so, and muttered softly, "I thought this guy was in a coma."

Moving in closer, I licked at the tip and heard even more moaning, so I took it in my mouth and bobbed up and down for a minute or so. While I sucked his hard-on, he choked out even more sounds.

Again, talking to myself out loud, I queried, "I wonder if I can bring him out of the coma with a blowjob?"

While the word "blowjob" still hung in the air, I heard a mumbled, "Fuuuccckkk."

"Yeah, let's try that," I agreed before climbing up on the bed, straddling his cock, and sinking down on it, letting it fill me up.

"Fuuuccckkk!" we both groaned, in stereo as I looked closely at his face and realized it was Harry, from the beach.

"What some men will do to get a little pussy," I stated while riding his cock at a slow trot.

"Hey, if I'd known it was going to be this good, I would have stuffed my prick in you on the beach like all the others did after I left," Harry praised while his hands slipped under my top and fondled my bare breasts.

"Aren't you supposed to be in a coma? How are you talking and feeling me uppp?" I panted as my first orgasm consumed me.

"It must be this therapeutic muff of yours. I feel like a new man already. In fact, I'm about to fill up your wonderful pussy," Harry grunted as his hips slapped into mine and he held himself in the air as his warm ejaculations filled me delightfully.

To be continued...