Its bad enough being in a strange land, but its even worse when you get sick,
travelling with all your belongings on your back, and arriving in a new town,
with nowhere to go apart from a guesthouse.
Well that was the situation; I’d been dropped off by my ride at the front door
to a guesthouse, in a strange town on cold wet evening, next to a leaden sea.
The door opened to reveal a woman in her mid-forties trim and rather elegant,
she smiled and said “Hallo, and welcome won’t you please come in; and please
call me Helen.” Suddenly her face lots its bright smile and took on a new
demeanour an expression of shocked concern, she said “Strooth, you look real
crook, you’d better come in and the first thing I’ll do is get you upstairs and
put you to bed”.
Not being in a fit and able state to argue I submitted myself to Helen’s caring,
she led me to a small room on the top floor of the house, she explained that
this was not a guest floor but was where her room was and that she thought it
wise that I should be close to her.
Helen showed me to her bathroom and told me to get myself into bed whilst she
went and mixed some of her special medicine, I washed and undressed and climbed
into the wide single bed in my room, pulled the sheets and covers up around my
shivering body and waited for Helen to return with the promised magic medicine.
Helen returned and administered to me a wonderful herbal remedy, tucked the
blankets around me and left the room, telling me should I need anything in the
night just call.
Dosed up with flu remedy I fell, into a deep and restful sleep, a sleep that was
filled with the most wonderful dreams.
I was in the tropics sick and sweating in a large bed, when a woman came in and
administered to my needs in a most agreeable manner….
The next morning when I awoke, Helen came into my room with a cup of tea some
toast and marmalade and more magic potion.
She asked me how I’d slept and did I feel better. I told her that I felt much
better, and didn’t know what was in the medicine she’d given me but I’d had the
most wonderful dreams.
Helen smiled at this comment and asked me to tell her more. But first she was
going to get a bowl, flannel and towel to freshen me up. She left the room and I
sat there drinking my tea and eating toast.
By the time Helen returned I’d finished my breakfast and drunk some of the
potion. Pulling back the sheets she proceeded to wash my face and upper body
whilst she washed me, she asked, “This dream you had in the night, what
“Well”…I said. “It was hot, very hot. I was lying on a big bed with a mosquito
net all around the bed. I was naked accept for a single silk sheet covering my
sweating body. The light in the room was from candles that flickered in the
gentle breeze that blew in from the sea. I could hear the waves breaking on a
sandy beach only yards away, the breaking waves sounded like the gentle
breathing of sleeping mermaids.”
Helen exclaimed at this description and encouraged me to continue my narration.
“There I was on this big bed, when in came a most gorgeous creature wearing
nothing but a Frangipani flower in her hair and sarong of fineness chiffon which
allowed her beautiful body to be seen through the gossamer like material.” I
continued, smiling at my entranced listener.
“Go on” she encouraged, with glistening eyes, I proceeded with my narration
“The air was filled with the intoxicating sent of exotic tropical blooms. The
woman came over lifted the net and climbed onto the bed next to me. She had
bought with her a bowl of scented water and flannel. She then washed my body” as
Helen was doing at that moment. Helen asked me to go on … “the woman washed my
heated brow with cooling liquid. She pulled the sheet off my naked body and
washed me all over not missing any part except one!
When I was cleaned and refreshed she started to kiss me from head to toe telling
me I would get better, but first I had to release the pressure inside me to
allow my body heal it’s self fighting off the fever.”
Helen was now looking a little flushed as I continued recounting my dream. She
then pulled back the sheet and applied the flannel to my now erect member.
She said huskily staring me straight in the eyes “Did she clean this, like
this?” “Yes” I replied breathlessly.
“What did your dream woman do next?” Helen asked.
“ Well!”I said. “When she had washed and dried me. The woman did a most unusual
thing. She pulled my hands and arms up behind my head. Produced soft silken
cords and tied my wrists to the bars at the top of the bed.”
Helen then surprised me by saying, “Like this?” as she too pulled my hands and
arms behind my head and as if by magic, produced two pieces of soft rope and
tethered my wrists to the bars at the head of the bed.
This was getting interesting. Helen took my swollen member in her hand and asked
me to continue my story.
“Well….” I said grinning like the Cheshire cat “The dusky maiden took my JT in
her hand and stroked it up and down telling me how beautiful it was. She then
lowered her head taking my cock into her mouth.”
Helen, to my pleasant amazement re-enacted my description by taking my enflamed
member into her mouth.
I was in seventh heaven, lying in bed being revived by an older woman, a woman
that was sending waves of shivering pleasure through me. She knew all the right
little places to apply pressure to my cock. Her special trick was to use the tip
of her tongue to lick in little circles at the union of the glands, then she
would lick in long wet strokes, starting at the base of the shaft and licking up
to the head she applied this treatment to my cock for what seemed an age. Just
as I got used to her wonderful technique being repeated over and over, She
opened her mouth wide and swallowed my length, twirling her tongue around and
around as more of my cock vanished into her eager mouth. Apart from my
salutations of pleasure and her gentle slurping sounds, all was quiet in the
house we were quite alone.
Helen finally came up for air smiling at me she said “Did you like that?” I just
grinned back at her and nodded my head in affirmation.
“What did the dusky maiden do next?” She asked, as she stroked my body with soft
“Well,” I continued starting to really enjoy this resurrection of my dream “She
removed her sarong and then she straddled my shoulders and bought her quim to my
eager tongue.” With that Helen stood, letting her housecoat drop to the floor.
Now naked she climbed onto the bed, straddled my body and offered me her
clean-shaven quim, (which I might add is my favourite dish. I’m not into organic
So what can a gentleman do when served such a delectable repast, but oblige a
lady? I breathed deeply on Helens scent and applied my tongue to her eager quim.
My efforts were rewarded with moans of approval at my licking, nibbling and
Helen didn’t forget her duties either and kept up a song of delight, rewarding
me for the pleasure I was giving her. Then without warning she came, sitting up
she pressed herself hard onto my face and mouth.
Her body shuddering with such force I thought she might pass out. Lifting her
pussy from my face she looked down, smiled at me, and said all rather flustered.
“Oh that was fantastic.”
She kissed me on the lips smiled and said; “Now I’m going to make you, come in
Moving down my supine body until she was sitting astride my hips and hard penis,
she didn’t push me into her but slid back and forth along my length making my
cock slick with juices, oozing from inside her. The softness of the outer lips
and her wetness on my cock was just gorgeous. I asked her to sit still so I
could relish the feeling of her moist warmth on my cock. Complying with my
request she just rocked back and forth ever so gently, applying pressure on her
She looked into my eyes with bedevilment and said “Now I’m going take you into
deep inside me and you can’t stop me” (who said I wanted too?) She then shifted
forward letting my cock spring up she then pushed back letting my cock slide
into her hot quim, oh so slowly, until she finally pushed down hard onto my
pubic bone and rocked back and forth again applying pressure to her clit, giving
the most wonderful sensation to the head, making contact with her cervix.
I wanted to lift her body to increase the feeling but was unable because of my
tied hands and if I tried to thrust into her. Helen just pushed me harder onto
the bed. Saying “NO! I’m making you cum when I want”.
Helen screwed me for what seemed like an eternity of bliss. Boy could this woman
ride a cockhorse. I couldn’t stop myself from rolling my eyes in sheer joy. I
was in paradise…. every time I got nearly to the point of no return, Helen would
relax and wait for me to calm down again. Then she would commence riding my
Until she was finally satisfied I could bare this treatment no more. She bent
forward kissed me hard on the mouth and then holding my head in her hands said
with the most intense passion “Now my darling, this time fill me with your
lovely juice that feels like fluffy cotton wool clouds.”
With that she began riding me intensely as she thrust up and down my full
length, letting her ample breasts swing back and forth over my chest and
occasionally touch my eager lips.
We came simultaneously our climaxes were volcanic in intensity though; It felt
as if my cock was going to explode as it erupted into Helens womb. Her quim
clenched and squeezed my throbbing member, as she collapsed perspiring onto my
sweating body laying there panting from her excursions.
We rested in the most wonderful after glow as my cock slowly softened inside
her. After long minutes Helen lifted herself off me and asked, “Shall we have a
Helen untied me and helped me to get up from the bed; she took me in her arms
kissing my face and neck.
“Has the medicine helped cure the patient? She asked.
“Aaah yes I think so” I replied, returning her kisses as best I could “I now
feel like hot radio active jelly. But yes I feel fine.” I said leaning forward
and finally kissing her full on the lips, a lovely long sensuous kiss.
Whilst the bath was running and the bathroom filled with steam. I made Helen
stand in the bath; I soaped her body all over and then washed her most carefully
from head to toe. Then at my instruction she sat on the edge of the bath and
allowed me to shave her mons Venus, as yielding and gossamer.
After she’d washed me we lay down in the bath letting the hot and soapy water
keep us warm the bliss of our affection.
When had had enough we climbed out of the bath and dried one another with large
fluffy towels. Leading me by the hand along the landing Helen took me to her
It was a large room a huge double bed, with four turned wooden posts took centre
stage. Without saying a word, just by using gestures I laid Helen on the bed and
then took the cords from my room and tying her to her bed as she had tied me
earlier. I made her lift her hips from the mattress and placed two pillows
beneath her bottom making her vulnerable to my affection.
Now that I was in control I proceeded to torture her in the most wonderful ways
I knew how. I stroked and caressed her breasts with my fingers and tongue taking
her nipples into my mouth and rolling my tongue over the teats all Helen could
do was tell how wonderful my ministrations felt, she particularly shuddered with
delight as kissed and licked the underside of each breast where it joined her
body. I continued working slowly lower and kissing my way down her tummy towards
her quim. But just as she anticipated me to licking her mons Venus I passed it
by and ventured down her thighs. Helen tried to push me back to her quim with
her legs. Telling me I was a naughty boy.
“Now, Now” I admonished, “You can’t do that.”
I looked around the room and finding some more cord, tied her ankles to the
posts at the bottom of the bed.
“If you can’t behave you have to be restrained” I scolded.
Helen whined at this and said “I promise to be good if you let me free”
“No.." I insisted, “You can’t be trusted not to squirm and so you must be
I continued with my torture taking even more time over stroking and kissing and
licking her legs. When I got to her feet I licked and sucked each toe in turn.
She was going wild with this treatment. Begging me to stop. I knew what I was
doing and was getting the desired effect for her quivering body.
I then went to the point of her desire and sucked on her button. I had made her
so sensitive with my torture that she came within a second of me attacking her
clit. I had to sit back as her body thrashed in orgasm. I sat on my heals and
watched her lay there quivering and panting from her exertions. “Fuck me you
bastard” she said. Pushing herself toward me like a bitch on heat. I positioned
myself above and drove myself into her willing flesh, with such force that she
gasped with surprise. I wanted to screw her fast and hard but not to hurt her.
Exquisite pain yes but not suffering, that would leave her sore afterwards, fast
short strokes controlling my penetration. As I approached my peek I pushed
myself to the hilt and again applied pressure to her most intimate opening.
“Cum” she begged me “Please come.”
I came deep in her body so she could feel the warmth of my seed as it flooded
into her womb, as my pleasure subsided I relaxed gently collapsing onto her
panting and contented torso. We lay for a while, I then untied her and pulling
the cover over us we cuddled close falling into a deep and blissful sleep.
I awoke in the early evening, to find my wonderful nurse gone. My nose though
was assailed by the delightful smell of food cooking. I got up and went my room
to wash and dress. When I got down stairs Helen said well I hope the patient is
“To bloody right!” I grinned rakishly. “That smells dam good, I’m so hungry I
could eat a horse but I’ll settle for bacon and eggs and you for afters”
“That’s fine by me” Helen smiled as she shovelled steaming bacon from the pan
onto a plate the size of New South Wales.
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