When I first started subscribing to your magazine I wondered if the gods above would ever smile down on me with a sexual experience worth writing about.

When I least expected it, it finally happened. A couple of months ago I found myself in the hospital for an emergency appendectomy. What a depressing way to spend the last part of summer break before college resumed.

When I awoke after the surgery I was sore beyond belief and unable to move much. With my only entertainment options being soap operas and talk shows, I chose to lie on my hospital bed and masturbate under the covers. I was just starting to get a good hard-on going when my angel of mercy entered the room. Carrie was a beautiful petite blonde student nurse just assigned to me. “Hi,” she said. “I’m here to take care of you. Just relax and let me do all the work.”

That won’t be a problem, I thought as I gazed into her beautiful, Irish-green eyes. She moved to my bedside. Saying she was here to change my bandage, she began to remove the sheets that covered my growing hard-on. Luckily she left my manhood just a bit concealed. I was safe for now. After she delicately changed my bandage, she surprised me by saying she was also going to bathe me. She started by doing all the safe areas — arms, legs, chest. Next she rolled me over and washed my behind. What a great feeling that was. Then it happened: She put me on my back again and completely uncovered my body to finish washing. I thought I could fight off the urge, but the second that warm washcloth touched my crotch, an eight-inch flagpole was raised.

Carrie let out a gasp of approval. “What do we have here?” she cooed. Feeling embarrassed, I said I was sorry, and told her I just couldn’t help it because she was doing such a good job. When she said she could do even better I really perked up. She proceeded to drop the washcloth and do some serious stroking of my rod. Since I had already started this by myself, it took only a couple of minutes before I shot a load high in the air and on her gentle hand.

Carrie looked down at my come-covered cock and said, in a pouting tone, “This will never do. I just washed you. I guess I’ll have to clean it again.” With that, she began to lick all the come from my cock and started giving me a blowjob. Even though I’d just shot my load, I quickly began getting hard again, thanks to her warm kisses to the head of my prick — only this time I wanted to be more involved. I reached over to get under her short white skirt. Much to my pleasure, her panties were already soaking wet when I started fingering her hairless snatch. Carrie could see that I was straining to reach her, so she got up on the bed and knelt over me in a sixty-nine, positioning her petite tush right in my face.

With this invitation, I went to work on her love button with my tongue. The perfumed aroma from her cunt juices was mesmerizing. As her moans grew more intense, my tongue lapping sped up. In my frenzy to gather every drop of her sweetness my tongue brushed up to her pink pucker hole. To my surprise, she purred. Wanting to confirm this response, I wet a finger and began to invade the tight hole. She loved it. Carrie responded like she was hypnotized by my bung-hole teasing. I continued to test the boundaries, and before I knew it my tongue was thrusting in and out of her backside. Who would have thought it — this sweet young thing was an ass freak. Lucky me!

Just as I was about to come from her blowjob, she stopped and said she had better plans for my next load. She crawled farther down the bed and began to lower her pert little behind onto my waiting prick. She did all the work. All I had to do was lie back and enjoy the view. She started off slow and let out a moan as my bulbous head tried to penetrate her tight space. Within a few minutes, however, she had impaled my whole throbbing member. I would have never thought such a cute little butt could accept such a large load. Near the end she picked up the pace and was really thrusting up and down over me as we both came together. I filled her bowels with an even bigger load of hot love goo than before as she let out a shriek of pleasure.

After several more days of Carrie’s special bedside manner, I was begging my doctor to remove something else just so I could stay in the hospital a few more days.