Intertwined Lives

Upon concluding their shifts, she ran toward him and told him:

"You are my hero! Not you only learned Mr. Spock's touch, but you did it just in time. I don't know what that animal could have done to me if he reached me with that slap."

He blushed by so much undeserved admiration, and she embraced him and she even lifted him an inch (2.5 cms.) off the floor for an instant, intoxicated with euphoria. She whispered to him:

"Take me now to see your house."

And she made contact with the penis of the young physician on purpose. Another unmistakable signal! They did not even change, but rather they rode his BMW and they rushed to the house. Upon entering there, they got undressed and they stared at each other. Albert's body is slender, but the hardships of emergency room work strengthened his chest and arms, and she is a little more muscular, due to her paramedic background. The interesting thing is that her breasts, hips and thighs sharply contrast with her waist, making her more seductive, even for me. Albert exclaimed:

"Oh, Amelia! You can't imagine how much I have yearned for this moment, I mean, if I am not offending you."

"No, Albert, I also longed for you. That's why I invited myself to come here."

They shared a giggle of complicity and they kissed each other, first the lips, then the tongues, and he coursed on the nurse's neck and breasts. She shuddered, and she soon became unstuck teasingly, asking him:

"Show me the bathroom, I need to go..."

They went into the shower together, and upon opening the water, they urinated against each other. They felt it almost like an orgasm, and while each one spun in front of the other, they received many soapy caresses, with the excuse of washing the "accident" and even some blood that the patients had sprinkled on them, and so, they got very aroused. They shut off the water and went to bed. He took out a condom from a box that I gave him, as to attract him good luck with women, and with it on, he began to penetrate her tenderly. They kissed again, and he caressed the enormous globes that she offered to him, and that brought her close to climax. He hoped that he could last a little more than with me, but a violent tremor from her encouraged him to accelerate and they achieved a very strong and almost simultaneous orgasm. The fatigue of a whole night made him lose the erection and he took his penis out of her reluctantly. She looked at him in a very special way and that inspired him to say:

"I love you, Amelia!"

"I love you, Albert! I meant to say it first..."

"Don't worry, you did say it first with your eyes."

She kissed him and wept tears of joy, finally falling asleep.

***

No matter how much they acted casually in order to maintain a semblance of professionalism, the love that they felt showed, even when they worked with patients. The looks were too sweet or passionate, and if they passed very close to each other, their bodies trembled or twitched, suppressing the urge of hugging or kissing. But for that, there is something called the weekends, although those shifts changed when the personnel was scarce. But they always scheduled to be on watch side-by-side, because their teamwork is unbeatable.

Of course, she moved with him, so they could consummate their love, at least, that's what we all believed. But during a certain week, I noticed tension between them, and I asked them in private, but they didn't let go of the secret, not even in the doctors' lounge. But when we were off one day, they invited me to the house and there, they spilled their feelings on me. Amelia tried to explain me:

"Harry, what's wrong between us is that the routine... you know..."

"I don't understand. What does this have to do with me?"

Albert gave me a desperate look, because he wanted to ask me for advice, but he didn't dare, and much less, in her presence, who did come forward:

"You could help us!"

"How?"

"Don't take me wrong, but since you are homosexual, you could give us some lessons..."

Albert cut in:

"She has been wanting to give herself to me more intimately, and she would like to try to suckle me or take me through her anus, but it's too hard for her to loosen up."

"Maybe you haven't gone down on her...?"

Amelia cut in:

"That he does, and very nice. But it makes me feel so bad that I don't know how to reciprocate him, and it seems so embarrassing."

"Besides, no matter how much I try to dilate her, she closes up and gets hurt. The only time that I was able to enter, she squeezed too hard and hurt me...!"

This seems to be a tough case, but my erection encouraged me to take action, although I didn't count on obtaining any satisfaction. I began to undress, and although that inconvenienced them, they followed my example. I indicated to them:

"It's because you are tense. How do you unwind after a hard day?"

And we passed to the shower. They, with some shyness, lathered each other, and they began to embrace, seeking pleasure and support. I interrupted, saying:

"All right, guys: Let's get to work. Amelia, wash your husband's penis."

And she began to lather and caress Doc's penis.

"And now, kneel down."

She shot me a glance of fear or disgust, but I stood firm and she gave in. I continued with an air of an army sergeant and I ordered her:

"Go on, girl: kiss it."

She closed her eyes, opened her lips and she kissed it, as if that were a toad that would become a prince. He held on to the walls a little, because the caress made him weak at his knees. I insisted:

"Who said that you could stop?"

And she had to repeat the kisses. Something about the sensation felt good to her and she began to open her eyes. Upon looking at me, I corrected her:

"You don't look at me. To whom you have to look at is your man."

He rolled her eyes toward Albert while she moved her head slowly in order to take the penis in and out. I turned toward Albert and I woke him up:

"She is looking at you, you have to face her."

And so he did. They blinked a little, but they soon maintained visual contact. I felt tempted to masturbate, but I remembered that this is work, and I commented to them:

"You see? It's not so difficult."

He began to groan, and she did too, because she began to discover the pleasure of the oral act. But suddenly, he began to ejaculate and she, on reflex, wanted to release him, but I nagged at her:

"No, no, no! You hold on."

And he flooded her mouth, and she closed the lips, forcing herself on his strange flavor. I urged her:

"Now, swallow!"

She groaned in protest, but Albert caressed her hair, encouraging her, and she allowed the semen to flow into her throat little by little. Then I told her to stand up and kiss him in the mouth. He felt some drops of his own semen and also tried to become unstuck, but I scolded him:

"If she was able to take your semen, it is fair that you taste a little of your own medicine."

And he took it, although later, he cheated by taking a sip of the shower water, and she did too. Then, he went lower on her body to kiss it and caress it. He licked and sucked her nipples eagerly, in sincere gratefulness for the pleasure that she lavished on him. Albert continued his journey for her abdomen, kneeling down in front of her vulva, more humid for her secretions than for the water that streamed. He made another small grimace, but upon seeing my severe look, he put lips to the work and he licked the labia gently, and he approached to the clitoris, but he didn't seem very interested, on the contrary, he extended his tongue toward the perineum, until the most suitable moment arrived and he began to suck the little love button. That grew a little and it seemed to me that it would become a penis. He also moved his head, as if deep-throating her. She staggered and he noticed it, and held her hips, until setting her leaning against a wall. Her knees buckled and she even tried to wrap her legs around his head. I held one of her arms, and then, she squealed and wet his face a little more than the usual. Albert, already totally uninhibited, gobbled her secretions and it seemed like he squeezed more from her with a finger partially inside the vagina. I asked him what was that, and after a pause, he answered:

"This is the feminine prostate, the G-spot. Amelia has just ejaculated too."

I felt like fainting, but I got over it, since she already was semi-unconscious and he would need my help in order to place her on the bed so that she could rest.

Albert explained to me:

"The women complain that, after a good orgasm, we turn around and fall asleep. But when this happens to them, it doesn't give them time to turn around. They black out where they may stand. I thank you very much that you have helped me."

"But about anal?"

"First, it is necessary to wait for her to wake up."

And we began to watch some TV. She woke up an hour later, and she looked disheveled, but she was soon revived, while she made some sandwiches for lunch. She also thanked me, but I would have preferred that they made me ejaculate or that they would kill me once and for all. Later, they had a somewhat traditional intercourse, but for moments, she rolled on top of him and she achieved more orgasms than Albert.

I stayed that night and when they fell asleep, I took a shower, and I masturbated and I even inserted a finger in my anus to relieve myself the whole torture to which they subjected me. I even rethought a little the idea of doing it with women, after all, there were some lesbian "sisters" that look very good, and with a gentle push, one could turn bisexual.

***

The next day, Albert and Amelia rolled immediately into a 69 upon awakening, and I suggested to her:

"Stroke Albert with your tongue, as he does to your vulva."

Sometimes, I separated them so that each one perfects his or her oral technique, and also interrupted their orgasms so that they would not spend themselves so soon. But I came to teach them to have anal sex and I stopped this game by saying:

"Well, let's see: Amelia, what's wrong with taking it from behind?"

"I can't, it hurts too much."

"Come here, Albert, what do you do to dilate her?"

He stayed quiet, like trying to hide what he had done to me the night my Luis died. Immediately, I ordered Amelia:

"Being this your first time, we won't do it doggie-style. Lie on your back and grab your legs to your chest. Albert, bring your condoms and the KY jelly."

When he came to the edge of the bed in front of her with what I requested from him, he left the preservatives on the bed beside her and I told him to kneel down in front of her and open the tube of jelly. I continued:

"Pick up plenty of cream in your fingers, and begin to spread it. Actually, you should use a lot."

He did what I told him, and she sighed from pleasure, because he didn't still go inside and that made her feel felt very well. I continued showing to him:

"Trace little circles around. Now, press with your fingertip."

"It won't enter."

"Calm down, you keep pressing. Amelia, bear down as to defecate."

She did as she was told, but she didn't know why. So Albert's finger went in, but it bumped on the other sphincter, and she screamed:

"Take out it, it hurts...!"

I cut in:

"No, Albert, only pull back to the outer ring and press it around, and pour more cream with your other hand."

I said this while I offered him the tube of cream. Being her entire arse very warm, the cream spread almost by itself. Albert exclaimed with reserved optimism:

"Amelia, you are already loosening."

I encouraged him:

"Now, try to put another finger, without taking out the one that you already have inside."

After a few attempts, he was able to put the index and middle finger together and I now told her:

"Now, twist them around, move them like a screwdriver."

The girl protested:

"Ohhhh!"

But she continued opening up, although very slowly. I suggested to Albert:

"Take them out, to see if she stays open."

But upon doing it, her anus closed. I squeaked at him:

"Don't let it close! Get your first finger back inside."

Albert repeated the whole exercise, and at the end, he added the ring finger, he even saw that his penis would already fit inside. Amelia no longer complained so much, and she even felt a little pleasure, and her vaginal juices helped them to lubricate even more. I announced triumphantly:

"The moment has arrived."

The doctor took out his fingers and presented his penis at the entrance of the anus of the nurse. He looked at me, like requesting instructions and I told him:

"Albert, you press against her, and you, Amelia, take a deep breath so that you relax there below."

Both breathed deeply and I fought back a giggle not to break their concentration. Finally, his penis entered, but only halfway. They asked as a chorus:

"And now, what?"

I answered them:

"Stay like that. Breathe in and hold, the inside sphincter will open up in its due time. I suppose that you didn't count on that."

"No."

They said with a little shame. I calmed them and my friend requested me:

"Better we took advantage of the time while she opens up. Bring me baby wipes to clean up some of this goo off my hands."

I went to the bathroom and I brought them to him, for she uses them in order to wash better after going to the potty. He cleaned up enough and he proceeded to caress his partner's clitoris and G-spot a little more. She sighed pleased, and suddenly, his penis slipped completely inside. The man's testicles finally made contact with the crack between the buttocks of the woman. He wanted to begin pumping, but I stopped him:

"Ah, ah, ah! Give her more time so she relaxes inside completely. You better continue with what you are doing to her."

She sighed alleviated that I would not allow her inexpert lover to hurt her. Albert was content with continuing his "therapy" to her erogenous zones and she began to give signs of approaching to the orgasm. With a ragged voice, she gave us the sign:

"Do it... to me... now!"

And Albert began the sway. Both panted with lust while he kept his motion slow, but he pressed deeper and deeper into her bowels. She groaned loudly, but it was no longer from pain, but for that marvelous sensation that I was envying her. It was like watching a "Porno" movie, but with live actors, perhaps, an uncensored "reality show." She encouraged him:

"Harder, quicker, more, more...!"

And Albert hurried the pace. I felt so identified with Amelia in that position, that I became so nervous, I could not even masturbate. Suddenly, she gave a howl and squirted feminine semen on him, who stayed rigid, with his penis deep inside of her in order to ejaculate. Finally, he dropped next to her, while they waited for their breathing to normalize.

I realized that I had sweated almost as much as them and I took a shower in order to refresh myself. Then they came to the shower, one by one. The three of us put shorts on and she put on a T-shirt, and she went to cook lunch. After eating, we switched channels in the television, without being interested about anything in particular. They exchanged intriguing looks but they didn't say what they schemed. Then they took out some cards and we played "UNO." Although I didn't win so many hands as them, I scored the most points and they got tired of playing.

Albert booted his computer to check his electronic mail, and I showed them the web page of the organization in which I collaborated with Luis, and while I explained it with enthusiasm and authority, I could not avoid the nostalgia. Amelia noticed this first and browsed for other things. She surprised us by opening a porn site and Albert was mesmerized with the naked girls that appeared on the screen. She faked jealousy and made this friendly threat:

"Albert, you keep those girls and I keep Harry."

I protested:

"Don't get me involved in your lover's quarrels. Besides, I am 'gay'...!"

Albert replied:

"But it was you who got to this site, so now, don't complain!"

Again, they exchanged looks and she took off the shirt, and she delivered him this ultimatum:

"That's enough, choose between them or me!"

Albert exclaimed laughing:

"Them!"

But "them" were Amelia's breasts, on which he rushed with frenzy. She got her shorts wet immediately and removed them quickly. He helped her pull them off while went down to her vulva to lick it. He also took advantage of this in order to put a finger through the anus, and upon feeling that this time she didn't offer resistance, he penetrated it, and when he added his penis in her vagina, he duplicated the sensation for her. She exclaimed:

"All right, give it to me from behind again."

And she went to her hands and knees and she leaned on the chair with their shoulders to pull her buttocks cheeks apart and so open up her anus for him, who took off his shorts, also moist, knelt down behind her and penetrated her vagina again, to pick up more of her natural lubrication, so that upon going over to the anus, she would glide right in. She enjoyed it, but she cheated by masturbating. She looked back, trying to make contact with him, and she then looked at me, and she suggested:

"Albert, let me suck on Harry."

He reduced his pace, but he didn't stop pleasuring her. She restated the question:

"Your friend has been watching us, and I know that he's about to explode."

Albert looked at me, and I cast him a begging look, and he smiled and said:

"It's all right, the idea of a threesome has also crossed my mind, and who better than Harry?"

I didn't wait for them to have second thoughts and I pulled my shorts down, and I moved to face Amelia. She grabbed my thighs to put her face in front of my penis, and she wrapped her lips around my glans, while Albert's thrusts made her swallow my member little by little. He governed the rhythm and the notion that Albert was making love to me, although by proxy, made me happy. She caressed me with the tongue like I taught her and she gave me a hallucinating orgasm, and when my legs grew weak, she thought quickly and she moved the seat in order to stop my fall, although her true intention was to hold on to my thighs to brace herself while Albert gave her even stronger pushes. The girl bit my thigh to suppress a scream from mingled pain and pleasure, and I was so faint that I didn't feel it at that moment. The boyfriend took advantage of this to emulate a pornographic movie and he took out his penis in order to shoot his semen on the back and the buttocks of his lover, and finally, collapsed face up on the floor.

More than half an hour passed before any of us reacted, and I was the first, upon beginning to register the soreness of the girl's bite. I groaned and she woke up all of a sudden, and embarrassed, she began to apologize:

"Oh, my friend, I didn't realize what was doing to you! Does it hurt much?"

"Ooh, not at all! You vampire!"

I reproached her. Albert got up lazily, he looked at the bite, and he commented with indifference:

"At least, you're not bleeding. You're not even bruised."

"But she marked me with all of her teeth, this werewolf!"

"Don't complain so much, your skin is hard enough. Besides, you could show it off as a war wound."

I got up annoyed and I went to the freezer in order to put some ice on my thigh, and she came along, but she took some for herself to soothe her sore anus, and she complained to me:

"You also caused this, so we are even!"

Albert looked at her concerned, but she assured us that it was not anything serious. I cheered up and I told them:

"It's all right. You have given me a couple of unforgettable days, but you made me suffer more with your passion that with this maul. You made me feel..."

I stopped, in consideration to Albert. She became aware of the tense atmosphere that hung over us and exclaimed: