Straight Female / 31
There isn't a day that goes by, that I don't feel a little guilty about what I did. The one thing I don't feel guilty about though is why I got to that point.
My father had been receiving help at home from day nurses. His final days were stressful for everyone, but especially me as I was his main carer. The one person I thought I could depend on to help me through it all, was my husband Cliff. Yet Cliff had other ideas. Cliff had unknown to me booked with some friends, a trip over to Portugal to play golf. I pleaded with him to stay as my father wasn't well at all, but Cliff said he'd paid for everything and it would be a waste of money.
During my fathers care, one of the male nurses who attended, a wonderful man called Joey, I became really friendly with. We just kind of hit it off together and beyond my fathers care, Joey and I would find time to laugh together (De-stressing I suppose).
Cliff had been gone two days in Portugal and my father had picked up somewhat, when myself and Joey decided to put on lots of my fathers old films he loved. Shooing us both out after a while, myself and Joey headed upstairs to get some fresh bedding for my father. In our guest bedroom, and I still don't know why, I turned to Joey and kissed him passionately. He returned the kiss and before I knew it, we were naked and giving each other oral sex at the same time. Whether it was the stress of my fathers illness, or the fact my husband had just up and gone over to Portugal, I don't know, but Joey had me cumming in a series of extremely powerful orgasms as he tongued my pussy and clitoris.
His beautifully large cock filled my mouth and it felt so devine as I sucked in his massive cock head. Joey suddenly stopped licking my pussy and asked me if he fuck me. I was squatting over his cock as he played with my breasts and impaling myself seconds later. It just seemed so right, so perfect as we made love over and over again in as many positions as I've ever had sex in. By the time Joey had cum inside me for the second time, the second time up my rear hole, it had begun to get dark. Showering and kissing passionately together, we eventually went down to check on my father. He was in a total state of euphoria having watched the woman of his youthful desires, a Mrs Norma Jean Baker. The wink my father gave me said he knew precisely what we'd been doing.
It will remain in my memory forever that day. A day my father enjoyed as his last fully cognitive day, and a day I learned I could enjoy the pleasures of another mans sex.
Cliff returned just in time to console me as my father passed away, but his trip away had opened a wound in me and opened my mind and body, to complete sexual enjoyment with Joey. After the funeral I took time off work to have some time alone. Only I didn't spend it alone, I spent it at Joey's flat each day experiencing ever better sex. The kind of sex I've never had with Cliff. We never once questioned each other as to why we were having the type of sex you normally see in porn films, but each time we met, it was myself who wanted Joey to perform ever more sordid sexual acts with me.
The last time I saw Joey, was the week before he left to live in Southern America. We met at a hotel and had three hours of wonderfully passionate sex. I was a quivering mess by the time he'd made me orgasm for the fifth time, and my rear hole had taken one hell of a pounding. Before he left that day, Joey gave me a locket I still wear. I told Cliff it was one of my fathers, but each time I put it on, I remember all those times Joey entered my body and gave me so much pleasure.
It's been five months now and each day my fathers passing eases a little. It's funny, missing Joey and the sex we had only increases with time. Maybe it's time I found someone else to fill the void when Cliff plays his golf.
My father had been receiving help at home from day nurses. His final days were stressful for everyone, but especially me as I was his main carer. The one person I thought I could depend on to help me through it all, was my husband Cliff. Yet Cliff had other ideas. Cliff had unknown to me booked with some friends, a trip over to Portugal to play golf. I pleaded with him to stay as my father wasn't well at all, but Cliff said he'd paid for everything and it would be a waste of money.
During my fathers care, one of the male nurses who attended, a wonderful man called Joey, I became really friendly with. We just kind of hit it off together and beyond my fathers care, Joey and I would find time to laugh together (De-stressing I suppose).
Cliff had been gone two days in Portugal and my father had picked up somewhat, when myself and Joey decided to put on lots of my fathers old films he loved. Shooing us both out after a while, myself and Joey headed upstairs to get some fresh bedding for my father. In our guest bedroom, and I still don't know why, I turned to Joey and kissed him passionately. He returned the kiss and before I knew it, we were naked and giving each other oral sex at the same time. Whether it was the stress of my fathers illness, or the fact my husband had just up and gone over to Portugal, I don't know, but Joey had me cumming in a series of extremely powerful orgasms as he tongued my pussy and clitoris.
His beautifully large cock filled my mouth and it felt so devine as I sucked in his massive cock head. Joey suddenly stopped licking my pussy and asked me if he fuck me. I was squatting over his cock as he played with my breasts and impaling myself seconds later. It just seemed so right, so perfect as we made love over and over again in as many positions as I've ever had sex in. By the time Joey had cum inside me for the second time, the second time up my rear hole, it had begun to get dark. Showering and kissing passionately together, we eventually went down to check on my father. He was in a total state of euphoria having watched the woman of his youthful desires, a Mrs Norma Jean Baker. The wink my father gave me said he knew precisely what we'd been doing.
It will remain in my memory forever that day. A day my father enjoyed as his last fully cognitive day, and a day I learned I could enjoy the pleasures of another mans sex.
Cliff returned just in time to console me as my father passed away, but his trip away had opened a wound in me and opened my mind and body, to complete sexual enjoyment with Joey. After the funeral I took time off work to have some time alone. Only I didn't spend it alone, I spent it at Joey's flat each day experiencing ever better sex. The kind of sex I've never had with Cliff. We never once questioned each other as to why we were having the type of sex you normally see in porn films, but each time we met, it was myself who wanted Joey to perform ever more sordid sexual acts with me.
The last time I saw Joey, was the week before he left to live in Southern America. We met at a hotel and had three hours of wonderfully passionate sex. I was a quivering mess by the time he'd made me orgasm for the fifth time, and my rear hole had taken one hell of a pounding. Before he left that day, Joey gave me a locket I still wear. I told Cliff it was one of my fathers, but each time I put it on, I remember all those times Joey entered my body and gave me so much pleasure.
It's been five months now and each day my fathers passing eases a little. It's funny, missing Joey and the sex we had only increases with time. Maybe it's time I found someone else to fill the void when Cliff plays his golf.
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