When I was in nursing school, what feels like a million years ago, we did our clinicals through a local Naval Hospital. It was arguably the best series of clinical hours I put in while in school.

This Naval Hospital had different clinics and the GI clinic turned out to be one that I rotated through a few times. The Ensigns, Nurses, and Doctors were all great to learn from... but there was one Ensign that I completely hit it off with. Back in that period of my life I was a cocky 19 year old, curvy fucking goddess and nobody could convince me otherwise.

So, when he asked me to dinner after my first day in rotation, of course I said yes. He took me back to his place because he "forgot his wallet on the counter", and TBH I was looking for a new apartment at the time so... I went in with him. As soon as the door shut, I was pinned chest first against the door with one hand in my hair, while his other hand yanked up my skirt. I remember thinking, "Holy fucking shit this is either gonna be reeeeeeally fucking good or reeeeeeally fucking bad..."

He ripped my lace panties off and tossed them before finger fucking me right there against his front door. Right before I came, he pushed off me and stepped back. It was a fucking wonder I didn't slide down the door like tossed jello.

When I turned around he was licking me off his fingers and pocketing my torn panties with the biggest shit eaten grin. Which completely irritated me because he'd edged me to fuck. I patted my hair back into less of a hot mess and smoothed out my skirt before oh so calmly walking over to him and giving him a shove. He fell back so hard into his sofa the damned thing almost tipped over backwards. I remember the look of surprise on his face because that was the absolute last thing he must have expected.

I straddled his hips and ground down on him, rubbing my clit against the front seam of his jeans - all while maintaining eye contact with him and not saying the first fucking word. I came completely undone, using him to get off. He was completely stunned, just this look of awe and surprise that still makes me chuckle thinking about it all these years later. I came screaming so loud, I have zero doubt if anyone heard it.

I smirked and got up, and made my way back to the front door. When I was about three feet from it, he spun me around and tossed me over his shoulder, before carrying me to his bed - where he tossed me like a ragdoll. Again... I was not expecting the manhandling - but I was totally there for it.

Over the next 20 hours we fucked on every surface in his apartment... except the toilet because that was neither of our kind of kink. Went through two huge boxes of condoms and both had a shit ton of rug burn - that was the first and last time I ever had rugburn to my tits... but fuck was it worth it.

I had hickeys on what felt like every inch of my body and from the ways he had me bent, flexed, twisted - I felt like the human equivalent of a fucking Bop It toy. I had muscles hurting the next day that I never even knew were fucking muscles you could torture like that. But again... it was so fucking good.

So a 20 hour fuckathon started a 6 month FWB arrangement with a hot Ensign with more fucking stamina than a prized race horse.

Side note - we ordered in and I had to call in sick to school since it was the middle of summer in the south and turtlenecks are a no go... even if you look like you've had a tentacle wrapped around your fucking neck for a day.

Keeping the ass in classy,

Hora