0 comments/ 22231 views/ 1 favorites Another Good Deed By: Azuldrgon (My thanks to the girls who read this for me. I tried again with another story from the female point of view.) It was a Saturday night and I knew that I was scheduled to be at the 9am mass the next morning since the usual organist was out sick with pneumonia. Being a Good Samaritan was a hard job and between volunteering at the local elementary school and the hospital, it didn't leave much time for a thirty something like me to have much of a social life. I spent the early evening with one of my IM contacts playing on my webcam. He really loved seeing me pinch my nipples on camera and when I showed him how deep the eight inch dildo went inside my sopping pussy, it was game over. Watching the spurting cum all over his stomach was a treat that only made me desire to clean it off of him. Unfortunately, living a few states away doesn't help in those transactions. My webcam partner logged off before I even had the chance to finish myself off. As I thought about which vibrator would finish me off that night, I received a call from one of my "patients". One of my former online partners had a fantasy about a hot nurse helping him with a medical condition. He only lived forty minutes away, but was very discreet when I arrived at his house with my sexy Nurse costume on. It was a beautiful night and my throat was so sore from repeatedly getting throat fucked by his nine inch man hammer. The fact he was calling me on Saturday night was telling me that perhaps he needed a return performance. I grabbed my phone and answered. He was on the other end and it sounded like he needed some "medical attention" from me again. As I told him I would be dressed and there in an hour, he told me that he was already in town and wanted to know where to meet him. I had to think fast knowing full well that I couldn't reserve the hotel room that night. My head was warning me that having him come over was a bad idea, but my pussy was reading different ideas. I told him my real address and told him to hurry because it was an "emergency case." Ten minutes later, he arrived at my house and rang the doorbell. When I looked through the window on the side, I noticed that there was another gentleman there dressed in Army greens. I opened the door and ushered them in quickly. After a quick glance around to ensure they weren't spotted, I closed the door and led them both into my living room. As I prepared to go upstairs to put my nurse costume on, my friend introduced the military guy as Dave and told me that Dave was shipping out to Afghanistan the next day. He then told me he needed a full on examination before he was deployed and that it was a hurry case. I immediately smiled at my friend and bent down on both knees in front of the seated soldier before I unzipped his pants. Reaching in, I noticed he wasn't wearing his Army regulation underwear as my hand quickly found his cock. I slowly pulled it out before I licked the tip where his fluid started seeping out of. I playfully looked at his friend and asked if loved watching me examine patients like this. When he nodded, I opened my mouth and slid down on his shaft until I felt it hit the back of my throat before I closed my mouth. I started sucking off the soldier while his friend went behind me and unbuttoned my blouse to reveal my red lacey bra underneath. He reached inside the cups and started pinching my nipples while I sucked him off before he unhooked the bra and started fondling my breasts right there. His hands then slid down and unbuttoned the skirt to reveal the matching lacey boy shorts. It was at this point that I took the soldier's dick out of my mouth and told them both that they needed to come to my examination room. I took both of them by the hand and walked up the stairs to where my bed was. As I entered the room, I crawled on the bed and posed with my hands on the bed and my head bent down to make a sexy picture before they both disrobed. Soon, my friend's dick was in my mouth while soldier boy reached for my boy shorts to pull them off. His tongue soon found my pussy and began to lick around the surface while I lay back on the bed and spread my legs wide open to reveal where I needed his tongue. My friend took the hint and slid his cock deep in my throat as he began to throat fuck me again. I love the feeling of hard dick down my throat while my pussy gets eaten and this situation was quickly bringing me closer to an impending climax. Soon, I felt the soldier's finger sliding inside me and making a hooking motion before I started cumming. I lay quiet for a moment before both dicks were at the level where I could stroke and suck them easily. There I sat sucking on one while stroking the other before I felt the soldier's cock throb a bit. I quickly started stroking it faster aiming its stream at my breasts before I watched it spit. My friend stood and watched as his buddy was discharging his weapon on my targets. My breasts were covered with so much of his cum that I started to lick them off as much as I could before my friend slid down and slammed his cock inside me. I never knew before then how much I loved the thought of being watched while I get fucked. As his meat stick kept slamming in and out of my pussy, I allowed my tongue to lick all over soldier boy's cock. He had a nice reaction time as his cock was hard in a very fast amount of time. I allowed it to slide into my mouth and began sucking on it before my friend took his dick out of my pussy and started spraying my stomach with his seed. Either soldier boy was hard up or a virgin because it seemed like I started swallowing his cum again almost immediately. As they began to clean up and get dressed, I rolled under a blanket and looked at them for a moment before I fell right to sleep. Another Good Deed: Thankful (Unlike the other AGD stories, this one will be void of any sexual things. I chose instead to show more of Maria's heart this time. Hope you like it.) * It was November 11th and I woke up really early in the morning. I knew that I had an important date to get ready for. I slowly moved into the shower and took a slow shower. I decided to shave myself just because it always seemed like a good idea with the date I was going to see. As I dried off, I grabbed his favorite perfume and sprayed myself with it. I then went to the closet and found his favorite dress. It was a blue knee length dress with floral prints all over. After choosing a nice white set of undergarments, I wrapped myself in it and then picked out a nice blue sweater to wrap myself in to keep warm. It was then I noticed the time and slipped on a nice pair of blue flats. I walked to my car, waving to my neighbor as I went. The car started right up as I drove the hour to our destination. The National Cemetery had been my frequent destination every holiday since I lost my husband to a drunk driver. Since he served in the Army before we married, I was able to have him buried near other heroes and it made me feel good that I was able to make it happen like that. I always knew he would love to spend the remainder of his eternity near guys he could swap stories with. As I entered the gates, I saw the flag at half staff and said a quick prayer before driving straight to where his grave was. There was a couple standing near a newer grave marker. As I neared them, I saw a little girl who was hiding under the woman's coat who looked no older than eight. She looked scared as the adults had tears in their eyes. As I read the marker, I saw that the soldier died from an IED in the deserts. I walked closer and respectfully shared my condolences before walking gingerly towards my husband's marker. There was a small American flag planted next to his stone. I knelt beside it and began to talk to the marker like it was my husband sitting there. I knelt there for what seemed like an hour just talking to him and remembering all the things he would have loved to know. I felt a pair of eyes on me and I saw the little girl looking at me before she smiled. I said goodbye to him and planted a kiss in y palm before rubbing my hand along the grave marker. I then started walking back towards the car and back to the house we shared for all those years. Although I loved visiting my husband every holiday, I also knew that my least favorite holidays were starting soon after. It seemed like ever since he was killed, the town had sent out an ordinance that decreed that every family should try to invite me to Sunday dinner or something. Every week, I politely turned down offers because I knew soon after I arrive that the conversation would die off because the host or hostess would be afraid of what to say to me. I'm not a delicate flower by any means, but the silence makes things so much more difficult. A quick stop by the grocery store gave our town minister a chance to invite me to Thanksgiving. The reader may remember that this minister had a son named Samuel who I have written about a few times. The same Samuel conned me into sex with him before I turned it around and became an "advisor" of sorts. His father caught me at the grocery store and before I could recite the Lord's Prayer, I was invited to their house for dinner. There was a part in my gut that hoped that the dinner would be me, the Reverend and his wife. I arrived at the house an hour before in case his wife needed any help. Sure enough, she needed me to peel a few hard boiled eggs and help her set the table. Shirley and I were enjoying the small respite away from the guys before her husband appeared to give his wife a kiss. It was then she asked him where Samuel was. As my hope disappeared slightly due to the fear that Samuel would accidently reveal some secrets, I then heard that he was bringing along one of the professors as well. I didn't get to hear much about who before a familiar face came through the door. "Hi y'all," he said mockingly before kissing his mother on the cheek and hugging his dad. As he edged towards me, I saw a wink before he gave me an innocent hug before he began to whisper in my ear. "You're safe, for now," he whispered. I kept my mouth shut as I saw a man enter into the house wearing a brown sweater with salt and pepper hair on his head and goatee. He was about my height and stood there before Samuel introduced him. "This is Professor London. He's my Lit professor," he said before the professor interrupted. "Please, call me Evan. I doubt this will seem a formal setting." As Samuel introduced his mom and dad, I scoped out Evan almost on impulse. He seemed to be in his early forties although he came across as perhaps a bit younger. When Samuel motioned towards me to introduce me, Evan took my right hand into his and held it for a moment before releasing it. Dinner went off without a hitch and I was getting ready to leave before Evan caught me. "Maria, Samuel was supposed to drive me back to the motel in town, but he seems to be tied up. Can you drive me back?" His smile was too irresistible to resist, so I guided him towards my car. As we drove towards the motel, I received a cell call from Samuel. "Just so you know, he knows all about you and I told him you'd be able to spend the night with him. Hope you have fun," he said quickly before he hung up over my protest. As I looked at Evan, I wondered what Samuel had gotten me into. We arrived at the motel where he led me to his room and allowed me to enter first. I turned towards him waiting for him to make a move, but he didn't. Instead, he sat on the bed and began to cry. I started stepping towards him before he stopped me. "Maria, I know what Samuel was trying to do. But I can't betray my wife." I looked at his hands and didn't see evidence of his marriage before he talked more. "I lost Sophia three months ago to cancer. I know what Samuel wanted me to do with you, but I haven't the desire. You're a beautiful woman, but I miss Sophia." It was then I started to talk about my own departed husband and we sat there just talking for a good hour or so. As I left the room, I felt a sense of accomplishment as my husband was in the forefront of my mind and my heart as well. When I arrived home, I updated my status to wish everyone a happy holiday and to inform them that I would be unavailable for "nursing" for a few days. I then fell asleep dreaming of my husband lying next to me like he used to.