I've [28TF] always been really into risky play due to my hypersexuality, often beating my meat in my school bathrooms, inside the cooler/freezer at past grocery jobs, a titty fuck or two at conventions, multiple loads busted in a graveyard.. And even after admitted to the ER this Halloween (making pretty good recovery, don't worry) I of course haven't lost my lust. Mostly kept it to fantasizing for the initial days both to have some self-control and given my condition included higher heartrate.

Here or there as I needed time to kill I'd fondle and softly stroke, nurses buzzing around and fellow patients resting nearby. But all last night and into this morning I've been letting the constant desire take over, even having spent the past three hours scrolling on a Reddit feed with erotic audio in my ear buds, gripping this girthy girlcock to work all up and down it's shaft, splooging out plentiful precum. Leaving comments here or there on posts getting me especially worked up and holding in the grunting groans I'd want to let out in more private places.

Mind drifts to intrusive thoughts I'll never give in about some of the nurses as I stop to lick up my palm and roll it round the head of an already twitching member. Eyes rolling back a bit with the thought of a visitor sneaking me sloppy toppy, returning to stroking but beating with more intensity and going overhanded for further edging pleasure. Legs spread and barely a gown concealing my depravity as a nurse goes to visit my neighbour. Not slowing a touch, even the audio got more intense as if egging me on, knowing there was a good chance she could come round the curtain with short notice but I didn't care.. I'm sure it made me more excited, driving myself on the edge of explosive ecstasy.

I'm still craving more having stopped as the morning became more active. I'll need somebody to slam senseless and ravage relentlessly after I get out.