Hi folks, my friend told me I should look at this site and read some of the stories...wow! I quickly realised that I had an experience of my own which I should submit. I’ve never mentioned this to anyone, not even to my friend, but having read some of the submissions on here, I feel compelled to share my own relatively recent experience with you. Firstly let me tell you a little about myself and set the context for my story. I’m sorry in advance if this is a bit long but I wanted to tell you all rather than come back to it. I’m a senior nurse in a hospital-based Urology department and run a nurse-led clinic, carrying out tests on bladder and renal function. I’m just under the right side of 40 but have managed to keep a reasonable figure with regular exercise at the gym. My friend thinks I’m attractive and but I myself think that while I have a nice body shape, my face is quite ordinary (a bit like an older version of Leanne Battersby from Corrie). I have short almost shoulder-length ash blonde/fair hair and am only around 5 ft 2 in tall. I’m married but with no children and so with the exercise, I’ve managed to cling on to my 34-24-36 figure and remain curvy. I’m quite well endowed up top – pear-shaped 34DDD breasts with large areolas and pert, thick upward and pointing nipples. My friend wonders why they haven’t begun to sag now I’m approaching the big 40 but I guess it is my exercise regime. However, although my husband loves my breasts I find that most men I’ve met seem to gaze more at my wide curvy hips and bum - my husband is constantly complaining about men looking at my ass. I am quite a sexual person and need to be satisfied on a regular basis. Before meeting my hubby I had 2 boyfriends (not obviously at the same time). The first one took my virginity when I was 17 but I never took his sperm inside me – we always used condoms and we screwed only 5 or 6 times. I can trace the start of my ravenous sexual appetite back to the second boyfriend. I was 22 at the time and he lived some distance away. We met at weekends and basically spent the whole time screwing in my flat, in his car or anywhere handy outdoors. Once he fucked me in a train station with loads of people around – my dress covered our bits as we grinded against each other, whilst the seats of the train mopped up his leaking spunk from my vagina. I rarely wore knickers during those weekends and thoroughly enjoyed the thrills and the sex. I was on the pill in those days – I needed to be as he had loads of stamina (he constantly ensured my vagina was topped up with his sperm before leaving me)! On another occasion we were caught having sex, both of us naked in a forest. I was riding my boyfriend and this hiker came right over to us. We had strayed off the path into the forest but the guy must have heard my moans and came to investigate. My boyfriend made me continue – we were both well on the way to climaxing. The guy just whipped out his penis and began masturbating with one hand whilst squeezing my breasts with his other hand, and eventually sucking my erect nipples as I continued to ride my boyfriend. I came just as my boyfriend ejaculated inside me. When he’d finished I rolled off him and lay naked and spent on the grass. I was shocked when the guy knelt down between my legs and started licking my vagina, filled with my boyfriend’s sticky semen. A minute later he was pointing his cock at my pussy and shooting his spunk all over my slit, including the entrance to my vagina and my clitoris. He left quite a mess between my legs! I could feel the hotness of it as it seeped down between my bum cheeks and over my anus. My boyfriend loved it but I was quite shocked at the time. However, it was never destined to develop as a relationship and we split up after a year. Ten years ago when I married hubby, he would have his way with me on an almost daily basis and this was great for me. Unfortunately in the last 2 years that has fallen to once a week...if I’m lucky! He does work quite hard these days and is away from home a lot more. Consequently there has been quite a void in my sex life, although my ‘little rabbit’ has helped. My favourite positions are me on top and doggie (and variations of!) My favourite places for sex include the bedroom, the shower, the car, the garden and anywhere outside really. My top likes are hard, bareback sex and having my pussy filled with sperm. My main dislikes are anal sex and taking spunk in my mouth – both are definitely not for me! I do enjoy taking a cock in my mouth but prefer to have the spunk shot over my breasts, pussy or bottom/back. My top fantasy is to be taken by as many different men as possible in one afternoon, each one in turn screwing me senseless and making me orgasm at least once before ejaculating into my vagina – the last one being my hubby. The idea of all their different sperm swimming inside me, competing to get into my womb, is such a horny thought but one which will never happen! (too dangerous health wise). I guess I would settle for having the men shoot their sperm over my tits, tummy, bum or even my pubic hair – as long as I got fucked by as many different cocks as possible. Alternatively being taken repeatedly by a single stranger, a well hung stud who could fill me with spunk, again and again, would be great – I should be careful what I wish for!! So recently I’ve found it hard to resist sexy situations. Such as two years ago whilst on holiday there was a man who was constantly staring at my bum. Every day we’d go down to the beach and he would be there much to the annoyance of hubby. On one occasion I left hubby reading and went for a walk along the beach to see if he followed. Sure enough he followed me, even into the sea. I was wearing my tight black bikini, the bottoms of which constantly rode between my bum cheeks! That day was no different and most of my ass was on view. I went out to a clear spot with no one around me and just deep enough for the water to touch my breasts. He followed and stood quite close. He started some chat about the fantastic weather but I stopped him in my tracks and asked him why he was following me. He said that he wasn’t following me but after further interrogation the first thing he admitted was that I had a great ass. So with the truth out he had confirmed to me that my ass was the sexiest part, of my body, even though he paid additional complements about my breasts. However, he completely surprised me by suggesting we have sex but I was uncomfortable with this. The whole situation made me feel quite horny but there were too many kids close by and they could have come over to us. I did end up removing my black bikini bottoms and letting him feel my ass. He brought me to wonderful climax, squeezing my bum, caressing my clit and skilfully pushing several fingers into my vagina just as I reached orgasm. He held me against his shoulder while I jerked uncontrollably as the orgasm took hold of me. It was an exciting episode and I needed satisfying from hubby when we got back from the beach. Ok that’s enough about me and so on to this experience I had last November. As I mentioned, I am a lead nurse in a Urology clinic. I assist consultants by carrying out various tests on bladder and renal function. One of those tests involve the insertion of catheters – not very pleasant for the patients but not painful. On a day in late November last year, a 49 year old man was scheduled to have the tests done – I’ll call him Mr X. I have a young 27 year old assistant who is very enthusiastic but needs watching. Mr X showed up and I had to ask him some questions at first. He was quite an attractive man, about 5ft 11 tall with a lean muscular frame. He seemed quite nervous and I reassured him that it would be fine. He was very pleasant and well spoken and seemed to have a nice personality. Questioning over, I told him to go into the prep room, strip off completely and wear the gown provided. I had asked my assistant to insert the catheters that day – she needed the practice! Anyway, Mr X came back in from the side room and my assistant prepared to clean his penis and apply some local anaesthetic. I was busy writing up some notes from the questionnaire and wasn’t really paying attention. My assistant should have made Mr X lie down on the bed but instead, with him standing, she hunkered in front of him and pulled back the gown. Suddenly I heard a loud gasp, then a “Wow” and finally a fit of giggling. I turned round to see my assistant grasping and stroking Mr X’s large, thick penis and pulling back the foreskin to clean around the tip. I asked my assistant to stop and get me some fresh towels and she went off out of the room to the laundry section. Mr X was standing beside the bed looking quite embarrassed. Now my assistant had gone I could see the full extent of his penis. It was very long indeed but more than that, it was the thickest penis I’d ever seen in all the years I’d been doing the job. He was by no means erect – if anything it was semi flaccid rather than semi erect, though the weight of it was clearly making it hang down. Equally impressive were his balls – they were massive, clearly heavy; they hung down quite a distance below the base of his penis and his scrotum was clearly stretched downwards to accommodate his wonderful testicles. Consequently they wobbled and freely swung back and forth quite magnificently when he moved or walked. It was a wonderful sight and one which quickly rendered me somewhat damp between the legs. Mr X apologised saying that he had woke up with an erection and he hadn’t been able to fully get rid of it. I bent down and gently felt his penis with my whole hand – although firm, it wasn’t hard but it would have been potentially sore for him if we did the test. Touching him had only exacerbated the situation and his penis had risen a little from its semi-hanging state. I told him not to worry and that he could come back another day for the test. I apologised for the behaviour of my assistant but he said not to worry. However, he wanted to get the test over and done with and asked if he could wait in the prep room to see his manhood would diminish. I agreed and as he walked back into the prep room I couldn’t stop myself gazing in awe at his balls. I watched as they swung backwards and forwards with each step, each testicle moving independently of the other. I closed the door over slightly but continued to watch for a few seconds. He had pulled his gown up to look at his penis and even though he now had his back to me, his balls hung so low I could see them in full hanging between his open legs. With his broad muscular bottom and those large testicles, it was like looking at the rear end of a bull. My assistant soon returned with fresh towels and I reprimanded her for her earlier behaviour, suggesting she show more professionalism in future. Then I told her to take an early lunch and I would perform the tests if it became possible. I closed the main door to the clinic after she left. I had no other patients until 2pm and it was approaching 1pm. Then I waited 5 minutes before popping into the prep room. Things hadn’t changed – if anything his penis was sticking out more. I suggested doing the tests on a later date – probably the next week. However, Mr X was adamant about getting it over with. It was then I suggested something which breaks all the rules – even thinking about it now shocks me! I suggested he masturbate to an orgasm so that his penis would lose the semi-erect state. He thought this a good idea and began to yank his penis. His cock was neither erect nor flaccid and he was having a little difficulty becoming fully erect. However, as I went to leave the room he asked me for help. I turned back slightly shocked and asked how I could help – stupid question really, but he had caught me off guard! I had become quite aroused and was acutely aware of the wetness of my knickers. Indeed they had become quite uncomfortable, gradually sliding into my soaked pussy and bum cracks. He asked if I’d be prepared to show him some flesh. This was now becoming a highly irregular situation but my heart was pounding and I was feeling very horny indeed. I told him to wait and went to lock the main door. I was only wearing my hospital tunic with a white laced wired bra and white lace panties underneath – not that sexy really. When I came back I started to un-button my tunic, eventually taking it off completely. I stood in my bra and panties watching him masturbate, the panties clearly showing signs of dampness. They were becoming more see-thro by the second and a perfect triangular shadow was soon visible. His first comment was “You have a wonderful curvy body and a very sexy bottom”. I smiled, turned around and pulled my panties halfway down my legs to let him see my ass. The gusset was soaking wet – my pussy was on fire!! Then the panties fell down completely and I made no attempt to pull them back up. I stepped out of them completely and began to rub my steaming fanny. I asked if he was nearly finished but he said that he wasn’t. Standing with my back to him, I had stopped watching him preferring instead to finger myself. Suddenly I felt his hand on my bottom. I jumped forward in shock and he quickly apologised. I turned around giving him a full view of my naked pussy and the shapely mass of moist, tangled dark pubic hair just above my now sopping wet slit. He apologised again once more complementing my ass. I seemed unable to speak – my eyes were locked on his cock. It was fully erect, pointing right up at the ceiling...I gasped and my jaw dropped open as I gazed with amazement at the size of it. I’m quite familiar with cocks in this job but this was the best specimen I’d ever seen. I’m not exaggerating when I say that it must have been close to 10 inches in length. And the girth was quite shocking – I reckon it would have been difficult to accommodate it or at least somewhat painful on being penetrated by it. Quite simply, Mr X was built like a prize bull, at least down below. He suggested helping me with my rubbing and came back over to me. He held me in his arms and we kissed quite passionately. He let his hands run all over my back and bum but it wasn’t long before they were massaging my pussy. He ran fingers through my bushy mound, parted my pussy lips and squeezed my clit before pushing several fingers up my vagina. He began to finger fuck me and I felt my climax approaching. I was in ecstasy, moaning softly as he explored my G-spot. Suddenly I pulled away, shocked at what was happening. I told him we shouldn’t be doing this – my voice was shaking as much as my legs! Then he asked if I could just help him to come. I went to a cupboard and handed him some lubricant and asked him to put a little on his cock. I was so horny now I just had to feel that wonderful cock against me – I knew I would also achieve an orgasm even without penetration. Then I moved closer to him and pressed my bottom against him. Because I’m only a short thing at 5ft 2 tall, his cock went from the top of my bum right up to the middle of my back – his big balls were pressing into the lower part of my bum, such was their overhang. I pulled him over to the scales and stepped on them to gain some height. Then Mr X pressed his cock against my ass – he knew exactly what I was aiming at. I wanted to feel his stiff cock between my buttocks and he duly obliged. His cock felt so hard, like a hot steel rod between my bum cheeks. He didn’t need any further explanation and began to masturbate himself against my bottom. I wiggled my bum from side-to-side at times to ease his wonderful cock further into my crack and to speed things along. Soon his thrusts were becoming quite hard – it was like getting a titty-fuck except that his cock was between my bum cheeks. His arms were around me, holding me tight to his body. He had removed his gown earlier and was now completely naked. His strong arms and chest felt great as he held me to him. He was obviously taking liberties now, letting a hand slip down to my pussy, running fingers through my bushy mound and pulling back my clitoral hood to play with my erect and hardened love button. His cock felt amazing between my buttocks and the lubricant was making it comfortable for us both. His thrusts were slow, strong and deliberate – sometimes too strong causing his balls to catch between my slightly open legs. Every thrust made me cry out with pleasure. This was breaking all rules but I didn’t care. I was now so close to orgasm that he could have done anything he wanted – and he did! He tore off my bra sending parts of the metal catch pinging across the floor. Without the support of the bra my 34DDD breasts wobbled violently from the force of his thrusts. He steadied their movement by grasping them with both hands and continued thrusting hard against me until at last I gave out a long loud cry – at last a proper orgasm was overpowering me and he held me around the tummy and placed one hand over my pussy, massaging my clit and fingering my slit as my body jerked and spasmed. My husband couldn’t manage to bring me to such a wonderful orgasm in 10 years of marriage! He moved me off the scales and over to the wall and began to kiss my shoulder and neck. My body was visibly shaking and his excitement was clearly showing. Even though I was in ecstasy I became somewhat worried – was he going to take the ultimate liberty? Was I about to get fucked? What if he came inside me? I was laid bare – no protection, no contraception – at the mercy of his cock. He pulled my head around and we kissed passionately. My heart was pounding and I was almost breathless from the orgasm. I said something to the effect that it should be him reaching a climax and not me. With my hands pressed against the wall he began to pull my bottom and legs outwards. I felt his strong thighs push my legs open wider. Then he said that he was well on the way to climaxing. He asked when the next patient was due and I told him 2pm – it was now 1:30pm. He said that it looked like there would be no time for the tests and I agreed. However he said that he needed to climax and asked if it was ok to continue. I told him it was ok but to be quick as I’d have to clean up afterwards. He smeared more lubricant over his shaft and I asked why he needed more and that my ass was full of it. Then I began to panic when he said that it wasn’t my ass that needed it. With that, he lowered himself and thrust firmly upwards, ramming his cock between my legs. I gasped in shock as his cock was so close to my vagina. I told him to watch where he was putting it and demanded he put it back in my ass crack. I should have realised what he was planning but when a second firm thrust caused his cock to open my vagina and slip inside I nearly passed out. I heard him groan “I want to fuck you instead”. As he bent me over I cried “No, please stop” but he had no intention of stopping. He delivered a succession of 4 hard thrusts stretching my vagina to breaking point. An initial pain seared through my lower region but it only last for a short while. He groaned again saying “Oh god your pussy is tight but it feels great and I’m in…I’m going to fuck you all the way.” My eyes were watering but as I looked between my legs I could see that every inch of his member was inside me, with his large helmet so deep inside me that it was squeezing hard against my cervix. His balls were crushing my clitoris. Suddenly the room began to spin and I came within seconds – but it was a climax I’d never before experienced. The contents of my womb spilled out all over the floor, the hot sex fluids running down over his balls and down my legs. I cried out loudly, moaning continuously as a sizeable puddle developed on the floor between our legs. I reached over towards the sink and bent lower, opening my legs a little more in the process. I must say that the penetration was very deep, much deeper than my hubby could achieve and Mr X’s cock was invading parts of my sex organs never before touched. With my pussy still leaking he began to screw me, pumping his penis hard into me with his powerful buttock muscles. I was not about to tell him to stop – I was enjoying it too much! My breathing had become erratic and I was moaning loudly with every thrust. Occasionally I’d glance between my legs and watch those massive balls slap against my clit and pussy mound – the feeling they produced was simply fantastic. My buttocks and breasts wobbled violently with his fast, hard action. He just gripped my hips and fucked me relentlessly. Within a couple of minutes of my explosions, I reached a further (drier but nonetheless equally powerful) orgasm. Minutes later I could feel the veins and ridges in his rock hard shaft begin to pulse. I could also feel his throbbing helmet expanding and contracting very deep inside me as he rammed into my cervix. His groans were becoming more audible above my cries and it was clear he close to his orgasm. Suddenly he stopped and pulled me upright, wrapping his arms firmly around me with one hand across my breasts and the other pressing down on my pubic hair. I knew he was ready to come and thought that he was about to pull out of me. But no, his buttocks delivered a violent upward thrust sending his cock even deeper inside me, stretching my vagina to the limit and squashing his tip right into my cervix. I was lifted briefly off the floor. I squealed and he gave out a long groan. I looked him and stared in disbelief and his cock began to explode inside me. He pulled my head back onto his shoulder and kept delivering short firm upward thrusts. We moaned simultaneously as his cock released powerful jets of hot spunk deep inside me. Feeling them shoot up my cervix was just amazing and it caused me to climax once more. I remember groaning quite loudly and reaching behind him to sink my nails into his muscular ass. I think I said something like “Oh fuck me, don’t stop till you’re finished...your spunk feels great!” My body jerked and spasmed continuously as wave upon wave of semen filled my pussy and soon it began leaking out onto the floor. This was all so wrong – it was him who should have had a catheter inserted and fluids pumped into him. Instead it was me being penetrated - he’d fucked me and was now pumping his seed into me! But he was in control and I loved it. Eventually the spurts began to subside and I cried “Don’t pull out, I want all your sperm inside me.” He promptly bent me over again and began to fuck me once more. He only needed a few noisy, squelchy strokes to reignite his orgasm and then his cock began ejaculating breath-taking floods of sperm into me. I gasped and cried, overwhelmed by the hotness of his steaming spunk as it gushed into me. His ejaculation was more akin to that of a horse or a bull and the volume was such that he could have filled me several times over. He was also bent over me and had one hand gripping my shoulder, pulling me hard against him to ensure that his seed was deposited deep inside me – or as deep as his penis could manage to penetrate me (and let me tell you, it was very deep, deeper than I thought possible and also just a little sore. His other arm was around my waist, his hand pressing firmly on my pubes. Directly beneath his hand, my pubic mound and deep inside my pussy, millions of his sperm were invading my womb – it was the first time I’d taken another man’s sperm inside me – and his cock just kept shooting more into me. His groans were loud and continuous and he was clearly enjoying inseminating me with his seed. My vagina couldn’t manage it all and quite soon a torrent of semen began to pour out of me, even with me bent over and his big cock inside me! His orgasm continued for what seemed an unreal amount of time – it seemed positively abnormal but I wasn’t about to complain or question it. However, I now realised why he had such large balls – they were clearly overloaded with sperm, significantly more than those of your average man – and his cock was a very large, efficient spunking machine! When he had eventually finished he withdrew from me and even more spunk poured out of my swollen vagina and down my thighs. His cock left such a gaping hole which didn’t close over for a few minutes. He’d just given me the best fucking of my life and it felt so satisfying – I’d been completely and utterly laid by Mr X in my clinic (a whole new meaning to the term nurse-led clinic – or should that be nurse-laid). With my legs shaking I quickly grabbed my panties and pulled them up in a futile attempt to absorb some of the deluge emanating from my aching vagina. I put on my tunic and set about cleaning up – of course I had to make do with no bra. I just hoped that my erect nipples weren’t too obvious to the next patient. It was now 1:45pm and I’d little time to prepare. Mr X helped me to clean the place before he left. He could see I was married from the wedding ring and became quite apologetic for ejaculating inside me. I told him not to worry and that I wasn’t about to tell my hubby. My only worry was the lack of contraception – I wasn’t on the pill and with my womb saturated with Mr X’s sperm I was at risk of getting pregnant. My shift finished at 4pm and I went straight home and immediately changed my panties, which were still soaking wet with our sex juices, although mainly his leaking spunk. Three hours later I needed another change of knickers! I ended up throwing both sets of underwear in the bin – when I went to wash them they were covered in dried stains and the material was hardened and sticking in parts – clearly heavily soiled with his semen. I was quite sore for a day or so and therefore not too keen on penetrative sex. However, hubby was in one of his rare sexual moods a night later and wanted sex. Sometimes I tease him by telling him stories just to get him in the mood – like telling him whilst he is fucking me that I’m imagining one of the doctors ripping my knickers off and screwing me against a wall and telling him all the gory details until he climaxes (like the doctor pulling out and shooting his load over my face or my pubic hair). It always excites him! That night, although he didn’t need teasing, I told him that a patient (Mr X) with a massive cock and large balls had fucked hard me from behind in the prep room. As hubby’s climax approached I told him that the patient had given me a great fucking, one which I’d really enjoyed but that he had not pulled out of me and that instead he’d shot his spunk right up my vagina, filling me full of sperm. It certainly excited him and he achieved a great orgasm. Little did hubby realise that as he screwed me, my womb was already loaded with sperm – Mr X’s sperm – from the previous day. So when hubby finally emptied his own seed inside me, Mr X’s swimmers were already in residence and well established inside my womb! A week later Mr X returned to the clinic and I completed his tests. Before he left I gave him my mobile number. He’d only fucked me for just over 10 minutes that day and I was keen for a longer session. I also reckoned I’d found a good candidate to satisfy my alternative fantasy...and this proved to be the case!! Since mid-January I’ve been enjoying the times when hubby has been away with work. I’ve not been lonely and indeed have been quite busy whilst he has been away - let’s say Mr X has been coming around to keep me company and help me out with a few things. In fact he’s very good and has been round to help on 5 separate occasions so far, staying all afternoon and most of the evening. In between times, I’m pre-occupied with the washing (mainly bed sheets, duvet covers, knickers, stockings and other assorted underwear) and shopping (mainly for new underwear and lingerie but more unusually the need for extra panty liners now and mattress protectors). I also take some time off to recover from his efforts. And of course, hubby helps out at the weekend (albeit only for a very short time), but enough to keep me going until Mr X’s next visit.