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Coma

By: Dangela Carr



Benjamin Hart wept inside as he was wheeled into his private room. He had been in the other hospital for over two months. Now his parents had put him in a rehab hospital in a private room. The motorcycle accident he had two months ago had left him in a coma. Luckily his parents had money and could afford to put him here with a private nurse. He wanted to scream but could not make a sound or move his limbs. Benjamin could hear everything that was said to him but could not respond. His mother and father arrived with his private nurse.

“Miss Dupree, this is Benjamin, our son,” said Mr. Hart. His mother was fluttering about pulling the sheets up and adjusting his pillows. 

“Hi Benjamin, my name is Lacy Dupree. I’m going to be your private nurse in the evenings. I’m going to take really good care of you and make sure you maintain your muscle tone,” said a soft voice.

Her voice sounded nice, but Ben had no way of telling what she looked like. After awhile they all left and Ben was left to lay there and listen to the sounds around him. This was the hard part for him when there was no one around and he was left to just think. He was the go-getter type. He liked having fun and being around others. Laying up in bed unable to talk or move was a downer for him

Later, someone came in and Ben could hear sounds of movement throughout the room. 

“Hi Benjamin, it’s Lacy. I’m going to be with you the rest of the night. Your dad said you love sports, so we’re going to watch a couple of games. I’m going to give you a massage later. That’s one of the things I’ll be doing to keep you in shape,” said Lacy.

Benjamin really wanted to see what she looked like. Her voice reminded him of a girl named Pam who he use to fuck like crazy. Most of the girls Ben dated were dancers. He loved their long legs and how they all ended at the honey patch as he called their pussies. 

Pam used to stand over him dancing and playing with her slit. Ben’s eye’s would be glued to her honey patch. Then she would wind herself down and impaled his throbbing cock. Pam used her superior leg and sphincter muscles to ride Ben and then milk all his cum out of him. The first time they fucked Ben actually passed out. After that he was hooked on dancers.

Over the next several weeks, Ben was given good daily workouts by the day shift staff. Lacy gave him an hour massage every night and positioned him throughout the evening. Ben loved the feel of her hands on his body. She gave him a good workout and they usually listened to a sports game with Lacy giving a running commentary.

During the massages, Ben would think of some of the girls he had fucked or sometimes he visualized fucking Lacy. One night while Lacy was massaging him and he was mentally fucking her, he heard her gasp.

“Ohh Ben....what have we got here?” exclaimed Lacy.

Ben could not see it, but he knew his cock was standing at attention. 

“I’ve never had this happen. What should I do....let it go down or bring you off?” whispered Lacy in his ear.

Touch it his mind screamed. He was rewarded with the feel of her soft hands massaging his genital area. His cock continued to grow at her golden touch. His mind clouded over as the need to cum overcame him. Lacy’s hand now gripped him like a tight pussy pumping his cock. He erupted to the glee of Lacy.

“Ohh yea, Ben. I got your sweet tasting cock juice all over my face,” said Lacy licking away. She put some of his cum to his lips.

Ben was in ecstasy. Here he was lying in a coma and he could still cum. Lacy was happy too that she was able to bring her patient joy. After that every night if she could, Lacy would jack Ben off or suck him off. The first time she sucked him his usually low blood pressure spiked up a bit. Lacy used her mouth like a vacuum. She sucked and flicked the tip of his manmeat until his cum just burst out of him. Lacy slurped and licked it all up. 

One evening Lacy came in and told him she had a surprise for him. The hospital was showing a special movie that night and they were going to have more privacy than usual. Lacy massaged him as usual. The good care that he had been given over the pass four months showed in his body. The workouts and massages were keeping his muscles from atrophying. His cock muscles were certainly in good shape.

Lacy brought a porn tape to help get them both stimulated.

“Hey Ben, I brought something to get us both hot. I’ve locked the door so we can be alone without worrying about someone coming in. The video’s called, “The Young and The Wrestling.” It has some hot pussy eating scenes. There’s a black guy with this gigantic cock that just looks unreal. Ben, he eats pussy so good, I can come just watching him do it. I’m going to let my hair down. I have long red hair. I shaved my pussy because I want you to be able to feel it on your body,” said Lacy.

Ben felt the cool air as his bedding was pulled back and his top and pants removed. Lacy turned the heat up so Ben wouldn’t get to cold. She lay a sheet across his naked body.

“Ben, the black guy is eating this platinum blond’s pussy. He’s sitting in a chair. She’s upside down giving him a blow job and he’s eating her pussy so good......ohhh....I’m getting so wet. Now he’s fucking her. His cock must be ten inches and he’s stuffing all of it in her pink slit. He’s sliding it in and out and she’s purring like a kitten,” moaned Lacy excitedly in Ben’s ear.

“I’m naked now Ben. I’m going to rub myself all over your body,” said Lacy.

Lacy pulled the sheet off Ben then climbed on the bed with him. She squatted over his face, her pussy just a few inches from his mouth.

“I’m going to rub my pussy all over your face. I want you to smell my juices and think about this pussy that’s going to fuck your hard cock Ben,” said Lacy as she lowered her bald pussy onto Ben’s face. 

Lacy rubbed her sopping pussy all over Ben’s face. She ground it over his lips and nose, hoping that he would be able to smell her heat and feel her wetness. Ben’s pulse increased as his contained excitement grew. Lacy moved down to his chest rubbing her slit over each nipple. She bypassed her rock hard cock and went down to his feet. He felt his toes in her pussy as she humped them. Lacy was trying to get all the toes as far in her wet pussy as she could. Finally, she came back up and hovered over Ben’s throbbing cock. He was starting to feel pain from his need to cum.

“Here I come Ben. I want you to feel my tight pussy,” grimaced Lacy as she impaled Ben’s cock in one thrust. 

The feeling was exquisite just like Ben remembered. The silky tightness of her pussy held his cock like a vise. Up and down Lacy slammed down on his thick pole. She tweaked his nipples sending him further over the edge. Lacy was trying hard not to cum. The momentum was building and she couldn’t stop it. It started as a twitch deep in her pussy and kept building until it began to take over her body. Ben mind relaxed as he shot his load deep in Lacy’s pussy. Lacy’s climax rattled her body and froze her mind. She lay across Ben’s chest trying to catch her breath. Her pussy continued to hold and milk Ben’s softening cock. 

Benjamin was in a coma for three more months before waking up one day while his parents were visiting. The first thing he asked for was Lacy.

Coma



Note from Slickman: This is a story of tragedy turning into happiness. A family does everything it can to bring back someone they love. But, when he comes back he now knows what women want. 

Jake was returning from his second year of college back to his home town of Juliet when he saw the brake lights of the car ahead of him suddenly flash. His car spun to the left to try to miss the metal pile-up in front of him but it was too late. His right front bumper caught the rear bumper of the pickup truck and spun his car around and around into the middle island. He saw the bridge support just before he blacked out. 

Jake's mom Brenda was at her ladies club meeting when her cell phone went off. She glanced at the number and it was her younger daughter's cell phone. "Excuse me." She said as she moved out into the hallway of their clubhouse. "Hello Annie?" She answered.

"Mom. You have to come home now. Jake was in an accident and was taken to Memorial Hospital?" 

"Oh my god. Did they say if he was injured?" Brenda asked with her heart rising up into her throat. 

"No. They wouldn't tell me. They just said to come as soon as possible!" 

"I'll be right there." Brenda said hanging up. She told the club ladies what had occurred and her sister Janet drove her home to pick up Annie. By the time they got to the hospital Jake was in the operating room. 

"Please tell me how my son is." Brenda begged one of the nurses coming out of the room. 

"We don't know for sure. We have him stabilized but he had a serious head injury. They are doing a Ct Scan right now to see how much damage was done." 

Brenda sat down with her sister and daughter and waited. "Mom. I just heard. How is he?" Page, her older daughter, asked as she walked into the waiting area. 

Brenda brought her up to speed and they all sat nervously waiting for some word. Hopefully it would be good. It was almost two hours before a doctor came out to talk to them. 

"Mrs. Randall?" The doctor asked moving up to Janet. 

"I'm Mrs. Randall." Brenda said anxious to hear. Both Annie and Page moved up to hold their mother's arms.

"My name is Doctor Joan Miller. The good news is that his body has stabilized and he is out of immediate danger." 

"The bad news?" Brenda asked not sure that she wanted to hear it.

"He's in a coma." She said softly. 

"A coma?" Brenda gasped. "Will he come out of it?" 

"We will know more when the swelling goes down. We've relieved some of the pressure on the brain but, he took quite a blow." The young doctor said. "You should all go home and get some rest."

"Can one of us stay with him?" Brenda asked. 

"Sure." The doctor said. 

Brenda took the first shift and Janet told her she would be there early the next morning to relieve her. 

The night went by and the next day with no sign of Jake waking up. The next night Brenda again sat by her motionless son. 

"Is there anything we can do to help him come out of it?" Brenda asked the nurse as she sat down in the chair next to Jake's bed. She looked at his head all wrapped up with oxygen tubes in his nose. 

"The best thing is to talk to him and tell him how much you love him. Touch his hand and arms. He is in there and we have to help him get out." The large nurse, Betty, said.

"What if he has to pee or something?" She asked. 

"I've already taken care of that. I do need to give him a sponge bath. Would you like to help?" The nurse asked. 

"You mean sponge his whole body?" Brenda asked. She had not seen her son's naked body since he was around 11 years old. 

"Yes. You might as well get used to it because he might need your help." She replied. 

Jake thought he was dreaming. He could hear voices far away. He could hear his mother and someone else talking. 

"Hold his shoulders still while I remove his gown." Betty said. Betty was surprised before when they brought this 20 year old young man to her ward. Normally the type of men she got were fat and out of shape. This man had a muscular body that could turn many a woman's eye. She gasped when she removed the emergency room gown. His penis was enormous. 

Brenda looked away at first while Jakes lower body was exposed. She knew she was being silly but, ever since her husband left her over five years ago she had not seen another naked man. But, this was her son. 

Betty laughed when she saw Brenda looking away. "Don't' be shy. He doesn't know you can see him like this." Betty watched Brenda's eyes as she turned to look at his soft prick which was at least seven inches long. 

Brenda turned her head and looked up at his face. 

"God. He is huge. I'm glad he didn't get his penis size from his father." Jake heard someone say. 

Brenda was thinking how lucky Jake was to not get his penis size from his father. She watched as Betty moved the warm damp sponge up his legs to his thighs. She chuckled when his penis jerked slightly. She knew a person in a coma could still show bodily functions such as a hard-on. She was wondering just how large his penis would grow from its seven inch dormant state. 

"It's getting hard." Brenda said out loud as she watched the back of the nurse's hand accidentally brush across his balls. "Is he waking up?"

"Maybe. Maybe not. Getting an erection is a natural body response. In some cases some doctors feel touching it may help them come back." Betty watched as his prick expanded to more than 10 inches and was still growing. 

"We do need to clean everything including his penis. Would you like to do the honors?" Betty asked while holding out the sponge. 

"Oh no. I can't." She said pulling her arms away. Suddenly the nurse's pager went off. 

"Well, you are it. I have to get back to my post." Betty said placing the sponge in Brenda's hand. 

Brenda watched as Betty left and leaned down to whisper in his ear. 

"It's mommy Jake. I have to wash you all over like I did many years ago." 

"Mom. I hear you." Jake cried out from the shadows of his mind. But, nothing escaped from his mouth. 

Brenda looked down at Jake's penis which was now rising up from lying on his large mat of pubic hair. She closed her eyes and moved the warm sponge down his stomach, over his navel and to the tip of his hard shaft. 

"Mom. What are you doing? Jake asked feeling her touching his hard penis. No sounds came from his lips as her hand moved the sponge down to his balls and slowly back up. "I have to clean under it." Brenda thought. 

"I have to clean under it." Jake heard his mom's thoughts. He could feel the pressure building in his shaft. 

Brenda moved her other hand over and curled it around his hot pole. She gently lifted the throbbing rod and moved the sponge under it. It had been so long since she had touched a hard prick. Her hand automatically moved slowly up and down. "The nurse told me to do it." She thought. 

Jake again heard her thoughts. He thought he was dreaming but he couldn't wake up. It was a dream so it was OK. "Go mom. It feels so good."

Brenda dropped the sponge on his stomach as she watched her small hand stroking up and down. "Come back to me baby." She whispered. "God. It was so massive. She wondered how it would feel inside of her." 

Jake smiled as he heard her thoughts. It was enough to take him over the edge. The hot pleasure juices moved swiftly up his tubes and exploded out through the restrictions imposed by her tight hand. 

"Geez…" Brenda gasped as she watched his come shoot up his chest. She grabbed the sponge and cleaned it up. She looked up at his face and thought she saw a quick smile on his lips. "You're coming back to me. Aren't you?" If jerking him off would bring him back then she would do what ever was necessary. 

Betty moved back into the room and saw Brenda moving the sponge up over his chest and neck. She noticed his prick was again soft and lying to the side on his lower stomach. 

"Did I miss anything?" Betty asked with a smile. 

"I did as you said." Was all Brenda would say. Betty grinned. 

Brenda was dozing off when Janet came in to relieve her. The nurse had hooked up the necessary tubes to relieve him. "Page will be here in the morning." Brenda told her sister. "Call me if anything happens. I mean anything." Janet agreed and Brenda left. 

The same ritual occurred for the next three days. Brenda had even brought some petroleum jelly to help with her hand jobs. She didn't say anything to her sister or her daughters. A week later, Jake was released from the hospital and was sent home to his own bedroom. 

"I'm only a part-time nurse here and could use some more hours. If you want I will gladly come by and take care of him." Betty told Brenda. 

"That would be great." Brenda said. 

Jake could now hear everything being said or thought. He heard his younger sister's thoughts as she sat with him waiting for the nurses to get him ready. "I wonder how much time I'll have to spend with him? I have cheerleader practice everyday." 

Betty came in with some pajamas to slip on him for the ambulance ride home. "You want to help me?" Betty asked the young cute blonde. 

"I dunno. What do you want me to do?" Annie asked nervously. She had not seen her brother being bathed or having his gown changed. 

"Help me slip his pajama bottoms up his legs while I hold them up for you." Betty said. 

"But, I'll see…" She started to say. Betty smiled. She couldn't wait until this sexy young lady saw her brother's large shaft. 

"You've seen a naked man before right?" Betty asked wondering how much experience she had. Betty's sexual preference was women although she had some sensual thoughts about Jake when she first saw his privates. 

"Oh sure." Annie lied. She had not seen a penis but, she had jerked off her last boyfriend in the dark back seat of his car. 

Annie didn't try to look away as Betty pulled the gown up over his bare penis. She had always wondered how big her brother was and now its seven inch length lay limp before her eyes. 

"Slip the bottoms over his feet." Betty said directing her. Annie's eyes never left his penis as she placed the bottoms on his feet and lifted them up his legs. Betty's hands moved up under his bare ass and lifted his stomach up towards Annie's face. 

"Move them up over his mid-section." Betty directed. 

Annie pulled the bottoms up and noticed his penis starting to swell. "He's…." She said out loud. 

"It's natural." Betty chuckled. She lowered her hands until his ass fell back on the bed. "Pull up the front and I'll do the back." 

Annie's fingers were in the waistband of the bottoms. She knew she had to move her hands to the middle where his penis lay getting bigger and bigger. Her fingers brushed against it. "I wish he wasn't my brother." Annie thought as her fingers pressed against the large shaft. As the bottoms moved upward so did her fingers along his length. Annie's breath was ragged as she moved the waistband up to his a navel. 

"I'm sure your mother will tell you but, it may help if you touch him all over." Betty said. 

"All over?" Annie asked making sure she heard what the nurse was saying. 

"Yes. Our goal is to increase his awareness of what is going around him. Sometimes that means sexual means as well." 

"No way. He is my brother you know." Annie said surprised this nurse was asking her to do sexual things with her own blood. 

"That is up to you. I'm just telling you what might help." Betty said. 

"I don't know if I can do it." Annie thought to herself. 

"Yes you can." Jake tried to say. "Yes you can." 

The whole family including cousins, uncles and aunts were at the house when they rolled Jake into his room. Betty quickly hooked up his tubes and watched him as his relatives came and went. A couple of hours later only his mom and sisters remained. 

"Come with me and I'll show you two how to give him a sponge bath." Brenda said to her daughters. 

Page and Annie followed her into his room. "I know how uneasy this is but, we have to get over seeing him naked. The nurse said touching him all over might help bring him back." Brenda said. 

Page and Annie stood at the bottom of the bed while Brenda pulled his gown up over his stomach. Page gasped when his large penis came into view. Brenda noticed that Annie did not seem surprised. 

"I guess we can be proud of him in that department." Brenda smiled. "We also found out he can still get erections so don't be surprised." 

"God. He is bigger than my husband and he is not even hard." Page thought.

"Look at me sister dear." Jake tried to say. "Touch it for me." 

"Why don't we all give him a sponge bath together?" Brenda asked. The sisters agreed. 

Jake could feel the six hands as they sponged and cleaned his whole body. "Touch my prick." He tried to say to them. But, they all shied away. His prick had swollen to his maximum 12 inches. 

"Go ahead. Touch it." Brenda ordered her daughters. 

Page looked over at Annie. Page was almost 26 years old and was married to a wonderful man who was the father of their two young boys. Her husband John had been her mate every since the eight grade in school. She had not seen another naked man except for a bachelorette party last year. She tried to remain cool about seeing her younger brother but, his penis was almost twice the size of her husband's penis. 

"You go first." Annie said. All eyes were on Page's hand as it moved up his side to his lower stomach. She lightly moved her finger tips over the large crown. It jerked upward towards her touch. 

"That's it." Jake said from his dark hiding place. "Touch me." 

Page forgot about her mom and sister watching as she moved her fingers down his rigid shaft and back up to the top. "OK. I touched it." She said moving her hand back down to her side. 

"Page. Touch him." Brenda commanded. 

"OK. You asked me to." Page thought. Her hand moved up and forcefully curved around the middle of his hard-on. Her fingers opened slightly so she could move up to the crown and back down. Her fingers picked up speed as she jerked him off in front of the other family members. 

"Oh yeah sis. Don't stop." Jake cried out silently. 

"I wished I was alone with him. I might even suck it." Page thought. 

"Suck it?" Jake heard. "I'll remember that." 

"I think he is going to…." Page said just before his white juices flew up into the air on top of her hand. 

"ahh." A barely audible sound came from Jakes throat. 

"See." Brenda said to her daughters. "It's working." 

"What about me?" Annie asked realizing she had missed out on touching his huge shaft. 

"Maybe tomorrow? Betty will be here with you." Brenda said.

All three of them lay in their beds that evening thinking about how huge Jake's penis was. Page moved her hand over to her husband's pajamas to find his lifeless prick. She could hear his snoring as she wormed her fingers into his fly and surrounded his soft tool. He was so much smaller than her brother. 

Annie couldn't sleep. She felt cheated that she did not get to touch him. She eased out of bed and tip-toed into the hallway. She knocked lightly on Jake's door. She laughed. He couldn't hear her. 

But he did. Who is there? Jake wondered. 

"Hi sleeping brother." Anne thought as she moved slowly to the side of the bed. "I'm here for my turn at your giant penis." 

"Hi Anne. Sure. Go ahead." Jake chuckled silently. 

Annie didn't want to take too much of a chance. She knew it was OK but, now in the middle of the night it seemed wicked. She quickly slid her hand up under the sheet and touched the side of his thigh. Her fingers crawled over and upward until she touched it. She curled her fingers around it and just held it tightly in her small fist. 

"So how is school?" Jake laughed while feeling his prick swell in her petite grip. "None of those high school boys can compare can they?" 

"I'm only doing this for you." Annie lied to herself as she explored his hard-on. Her fingers searched his balls and back up to gently jerk him off. 

"You don't mind if I do myself to?" She asked silently.

"No problem." Jake said. "I wish I could do it for you but I can't seem to move my arms right now." 

Annie moved her free hand up under her nightgown and down into her bikini panties. Her fingers moved down into her golden mane and lower until she touched her hard virgin clit. As she stroked his prick her other hand matched the movements on her damp pussy. 

"Oh that feels so good." Annie thought. "If I could I would climb up on top of you right now and let you be the first." 

"Really?" Jake answered. "Go ahead. I'm not stopping you."

"Maybe after you wake up Jake? Would you like to be the first to fuck me?" She whispered into his ear. 

"Oh yes I would." Jake cried silently as he exploded into her small fingers. 

"Ah, ah, oh my." Annie moaned as she came. "You are my BIG brother aren't you?" 

"Don't go." Jake said trying to stop her. "Why can't they hear me?"

As Annie walked up the steps she couldn't hear the soft sound move up out of Jake's mouth. "Annie." 

The phone woke Brenda up early the next morning. "Mom. It's me Page. I can come over today and help with Jake if you want. I have some sick time from my job."

"No. Don't use your sick time. We might need it later. Go to work and stop by later tonight to give us a break." Brenda said hanging up the phone. 

Annie was off from school because of a teachers work day. "Call me if you need anything." Brenda told Betty and Annie as she left for her own job. 

"So, it's just you and me today?" Betty said looking at the young woman still wearing her nightgown. Betty could see the dark shadows of her nipples through the baby blue material. She wondered if she was wearing panties under the gown. 

"I'll take care of some necessary things and you can come in later to help me." Betty said as she walked into Jake's room. If she played her cards right she would have Annie eating out of her hand. Or maybe another part of her body?

Jake heard the thoughts of the same woman who took care of him in the hospital. "So, big man how was your night?" Betty asked as she peeled back his bed sheet. She noticed his gown was covered with some sticky liquid. "Oh look at that. Someone has taken my advice." She chuckled. 

Betty cleaned him up and took care of some other things. When she called for Annie Jake was lying naked on the bed. Betty had already stroked his penis to make it hard. Annie walked in and froze. She did not expect to see him lying completely naked. 


"So, was it you who provided some sexual release last night?" Betty asked. 

"Well, no….." Annie said trying to lie about it. But, Betty saw her embarrassed look. 

"You don't lie very well do you? It's OK. You need to do everything you can to help bring him back. You do love him right?" 

"Of course." Annie answered. Her heard beat was rapid as she looked at his nude body. 

"Will you do anything to bring him back?" 

"I guess so." Annie answered not sure what Betty was getting at. 

"Yes or no?" Betty asked. 

Annie was so excited knowing Betty was going to ask her to do more than jerk him off. She took a deep breath and answered, "Yes." 

"OK. Take off your clothes." Betty said.

"What? I can't do that." Annie answered. 

"I thought you answered yes?" Betty said hoping this young girl would do as she asked. 

"I did but,…." She started to say. 

"Listen. Touching him with your hand helps but, if you lie next to him with your naked body touching his it will be much better." Betty said.

"Really?" Annie asked. She was a nurse and did work with comatosed patients before. 

Betty nodded her head yes and stood still waiting to see if she would bite. She did.

Annie bit her lower lip as she pulled her nightgown slowly up off her body. As her head came out she saw Betty's eyes staring at her firm round breasts. Annie knew there were woman who craved sex with other women and was starting to wonder if Betty was one of them. Annie gulped as she pushed her flimsy panties down her hips and thighs. She kicked them on top of her nightgown and stood naked in front of her still brother and his nurse. 




Coma



"God. If you don't bring him back nothing will." Betty said looking at his wonderful creature's body. She could see the start of her pink slit through the soft curly blonde hairs between her thighs. 

"Why don't you crawl up there next to him and hug him with your arms and legs?" 

Annie didn't complain as she did as the nurse asked. Her thigh moved over his hard on and was only inches from her damp pussy. Her soft breasts crushed against his muscular chest. Annie was breathing heavily while her thigh moved up and down his stomach. 

"That's it move rub your body against his." Betty ordered. She walked around the bed and stared at Annie's ass moving up and down her brother's thigh and hip. Betty sat down next to Annie's cute little ass. From where she was sitting she could see under Annie's ass into her opened pussy lips. 

"Let me help." Betty said as she reached up between Annie's thighs and grabbed Jake's cock. Betty's wrist was now pressing against Annie's pussy. 

"OH." Annie moaned. "You shouldn't." 

Annie felt defenseless from the woman's touches. She tried to move back but Betty's body prevented her. "I'm just touching." Betty whispered. Her hand moved up and down Jake's hard-on as her arm moved in and out of Annie's pussy. "But, you are touching me too." Annie complained. She knew if she didn't stop soon she would lose control. 

"No, if I was touching you I would do this." Betty said as she turned her hand and moved her fingers into Annie's virgin slit. "OH GOD. STOP!" Annie cried feeling another woman touching her pussy for the first time. 

"Stop what?" Jake asked. "What is she doing to you little sis?" 

"Oh yes. Her fingers on my pussy feel so good." Annie thought. "No, please don't." Annie spoke. 

Betty laughed because she knew from the girl's body reactions she was enjoying what she was doing. Her complaining was getting less frequent. Betty had her about ready to climb the wall when she suddenly pulled her hand away. 

"Oh please. I have to…." Annie moaned. Annie turned to see the heavy nurse removing her dress. "Oh god. She is getting naked." Annie thought.

"Naked?" Jake asked. "The other woman? Shit. He wished he could see.

"Move over I'm joining you." Betty said as she moved her huge breasts up behind Annie's tiny body. Her breasts crushed against Annie's back as her hand moved around her side and cupped her firm breasts. She played with her small nipple. "You make love to him and I'll make love to you." She whispered in Annie's ear. 

"But, I've never." Annie said. 

"I know. I'll tell you what to do." 

"Play with his prick." Betty whispered in her ear. Annie's fingers moved under her thigh and wrapped around his hard-on. "Good. I want you to kiss the tip." 

Annie heard what the nurse said but froze. She had heard about giving blowjobs but didn't know how to do it. "Kiss the tip and lick it." Betty directed again. 

"Yes. Kiss the tip and lick it." Jake cried out silently.

Annie's body bent at the waist as her face moved slowly down his body. Her eyes watched the damp tip on top of her hand coming closer to her mouth. Her mouth was closed tightly as her lips gently kissed the tip. She made little pecks on the top and down the side. 

"Lick it." Betty commanded. Annie's tongue moved out and tasted his pre-come.

Betty moved her own body forward into Annie's body. She guided Annie around until her head was at his waist and her hips up by his head. She twisted Annie's stomach around until her golden pussy lay open for her own feast. Betty smiled as she lowered her lips to the soft pubic hair. This was a lot easier than she had thought. Her tongue slithered out until she touched the top of Annie's virgin canal. 

Annie was so involved in licking Jakes prick she did not noticed what Betty was doing until she felt her tongue flick against her clit. "Oh." Annie opened her mouth wide to moan. As she returned her mouth to his prick her mouth was opened wide. His crown moved in past her teeth. Her tongue frenched the tip. Betty's lips were sucking her small clit out of her protective lips. 

"OH GOD. She is sucking me." Annie thought. 

"She is? Oh. I wish it was me." Jake thought. He could feel Annie's lips on his hard-on and her breasts crushed against his stomach. 

As Betty sucked this young girl's sweetness her hands explored every inch of her silky skin. Her tongue moved down her slit to prove she was still a virgin. She was. She moved north and again sucked in her pleasure knob.

"God. She is licking my clit and making it so hard." Annie thought. 

Jake's body was so electrified he saw a flash of light at the end of the tunnel. He saw a curved shape. It was pink and holy shit it was Annie's ass by his head. His prick exploded filling his younger sister's mouth full of his pleasure. "OHH!" He tried to scream but nothing came out. 

Annie was surprised when he came in her mouth. She quickly spit it out onto his stomach and moved her head back to see the rest of his juices squirt out onto her chin. She moved her hand up and wiped off her lips and chin. She closed her eyes as Betty brought her to her first climax from another person. "I'm coming too." She moaned.

Annie came and felt Betty pulling her head between the heavy woman's thighs. 'What about me honey?" Betty asked as she aimed Annie's face at her bushy pussy lips. 

"Oh no. I can't!" Annie cried out as she escaped under Betty's fingers. She grabbed her nightgown and panties and ran out the door. Betty lay naked next to Jake frustrated that she had not climaxed. "I wish you could help me." She thought looking over at Jake's limp prick. 

"Me too whoever you are." Jake said. Betty moved off the bed, dressed and took care of his bodily functions. She looked at her watch and knew she had to get to her hospital job. She moved up to Annie's room and knocked. "Annie." 

"Yes?" Annie said from the other side of the locked door. 

"I have to go to the hospital now. Are you alright?" 

"Yes." Annie said. She was standing naked by the door. When she heard Betty walk away she moved over to the mirror and looked at her body. She knew she looked the same but now she felt older mainly because she had sucked a male's prick and a woman had sucked her pussy. She liked what had happened and wanted more but, she did not have a boyfriend anymore. She wondered if she could get up enough nerve to have intercourse with her brother. Why not? No one would know. She slipped on her nightgown and moved swiftly down the stairs. 

"Jake. I'm back. Can I make you hard again to fuck me?" Annie thought as she walked up to his bed. 

"Annie. Sure I can manage if you give me a hand." Jake laughed from his darkness. 

Annie moved her hand under the sheet and over to Jake's thigh. She moved up and over to his limp prick. She didn't hesitate as her hand moved up and down his length. She smiled when it started to fill her tiny hand. In a short amount of time her hand could not surround it. 

"OK Jake. Make me a woman." Annie thought as she pulled up his nightgown and climbed up on his thighs. Her pussy as already wet as she moved it up to her hand still grasping his shaft. 

"Go easy sis." Jake thought. "I would feel so bad if I hurt you." 

Annie moved the huge knob until it rubbed against her small but rigid clit. She made some small circles until the tip was covered with her juices. She was greased and ready as she lowered her hips. She felt the tip push against her virgin gate as she gently lowered herself more. God. He is too big. She thought. 

"Take your time Annie. It will fit. Give it a chance." Jake spoke to the darkness.

She pushed some and felt her hymen give slightly. "Almost there." She thought.

Suddenly the doorbell rang. "SHIT!" Annie cried out. She let go of his prick and moved off the bed. She pulled his gown over his hard-on and pulled up the sheet. She could still see the large tent his hard-on was making. The doorbell rang again. Annie moved out and up to the front door. She hoped it was a sales person or somebody who would just go away. She peeked through the peep hole and saw her grand mother. 

"Grandma." She said opening the door. 

"Annie. I got here as fast as I could." Verna said as she walked past her nearly nude granddaughter. She turned and pulled her into her body for a hug. Verna could feel her unprotected young breasts crush against her own. She moved her hand down her back until she felt the top of her ass crack. "Is this all you are wearing?" She asked as she stood back to look down at her pointy nipples under the thin silky material. 

"Yes." I slept in late and the nurse was here." Annie said.

"Where is Jake?" Verna asked. 

"In the downstairs bedroom." Annie said pointing over to the door.

Verna moved into the door and stood at the base of his bed. "God. He looks so happy and peaceful." She said. Verna's eyes moved down his body and saw the rise in the sheet at his crotch. She knew he had a hard-on. 

"My. I didn't expect to see that." Verna said looking at the large tent. 

"The nurse said he will get like that sometimes." Annie whispered. 

"Grandma Verna!" Jake said. "You came to see me." 

"Does he get it on his own or is it caused by something else?" Verna asked looking over at her granddaughter standing in a skimpy garment. 

"I guess you can say I caused it." Annie said looking down. 

"But, why would you do such a thing?" Verna asked visibly upset.

"The doctor and nurse said it might help him come out of the coma." Annie replied. "Mom told Page and I to touch him."

"I'll speak to your mother when she gets home. Right now get upstairs and get dressed." Verna ordered. Annie turned quickly out of the room. 

"Jake. What have these horrible women been doing to you?" Verna asked as she moved over to kiss him on the cheek. 

"Good things Grandma. Don't stop them. I really like it." Jake answered. But, she did not hear. 

Verna moved away from the bed and looked at his face. "I hope you were not injured in other places." She looked at his face, neck, shoulders and arms. They all looked alright. "I guess I should check you out all over." She whispered. Her fingers gently pulled down the sheet. When she got to his large bulge she stopped. From the size of the rise he had to be pretty big. Well, it's nothing I haven't seen already. She thought as she pulled the sheet down to his knees. The bulge was now pointing almost straight upward which pulled the bottom of his gown up. Verna could see his huge balls resting under the giant covered tower. 

"Touching you will help bring you back?" Verna asked her motionless grandson. "You can't be that big." She said as she grabbed the gown bottom and lifted it up, up and up until the long white column stood proudly under her hand. "OH MY!" She gasped. "I didn't know they came in giant size." 

"Just for you Grand." Jake chuckled. 

Annie felt ashamed as she slipped on her panties, bra, jeans and a top. She combed her hair and moved back downstairs. She would again explain it to her Grandma that her mom told her to touch him. She moved to Jake's doorway and stopped in her tracks. Shit. Grandma was jerking him off. 

"Grandma!" Annie cried out as she moved to the bed. 

"I think it must be helping him" Verna said smiling as her hand stroked his massive rod. "It sure is helping me." Verna thought. 

"Yes Grand. It is helping. Keep it up." Jake said. 

"Is that everything the doctor told us to do?" Verna asked Annie who was now smiling. 

"Yes. But, the nurse told me to lie next to him naked and to rub my body against him." Annie whispered. Her eyes were still having trouble believing what she was seeing.

"Did you?" Verna asked without missing a stroke on his shaft. 

"Yes. I did it this morning." 

"While the nurse was here?" Verna asked. 

"Yes." Annie said looking down like she had done something wrong. "Was that bad?"

"Well, not if you were doing it for your brother." Verna said. The heat from his prick had spread up her arm through her chest and down between her legs. Her husband had died at an early age of 55 three years ago. She had not had sex for over six years now. She had kept her body in good shape in hopes something came up. She smiled as she looked at her rising and falling hand. 

"Is that all you did with him?" Verna asked feeling she had not heard the whole story.

Annie looked down again. "No, the nurse told me to suck it." 

"She did? I have to meet this nurse. What else?"

"The nurse got undressed and she…." Annie stopped talking.

"It's OK dear. Whatever you did to your brother you did it for him." 

"But, it's not what I did. It's what she did to me." Annie said still looking down.

"Oh?" Verna asked as she stopped stroking." What did she do to you?"

"She sucked and licked me down there." Annie said looking down at her pussy. 

"Boy. I should have gotten here a little earlier." Verna laughed. 

"Really?" Annie asked surprised. 

"Sure. Your grandfather and I had a pretty active life. Sometimes we shared our bed with others. Both men and women." 

"Grandma. I didn't know." 

"And, you are not to tell anyone." She said. "When will your mother be home?" 

Annie looked at her watch. "In about two hours." 

"Well. I think I will help your brother some more. You can go or you can stay." 

"You mean you're…."Annie asked surprised. 

"I'm not sure what but, a chance like this doesn't come my way very often." 

Verna let go of his prick and it stood up waiting. "Which one is it? Going or staying?" Verna pulled her sweater over her full mounds. 

"I want to stay." Annie said with a slight grin. 

"Good." Verna said as she pushed her skirt over her hips. She stood in her basic white panties and bra. "I used to have a shape like yours when I was your age." Verna said as her bra slipped off her slightly sagging breasts with huge nipples. 

"God. You still look good." Annie said. Annie chuckled as she watched her grandma push her panties down over her mixture of dark and grey pubic hairs. 

"Well, you are going to join me?" Verna asked as she moved up to lie naked next to Jake. Her pure white thigh moved over his stomach to push his prick under her body. 

"Yes." Annie answered. She quickly removed her clothes and crawled up naked on the other side of Jake. 

"Kiss on his ears and whisper nasty things." Verna directed her granddaughter. 

Annie kissed his earlobe and heard her grandma. "I'm going to play with and suck your big cock." 

Annie sucked on his other earlobe. "I'm going to suck your balls while grandma sucks your cock." 

Jake's body was starting to slightly vibrate. He could hear both his grandma and his sister whispering obscene things in his ears. His eyes again looked up through the haze and saw the room vent over the bed he was lying on. He was coming to. "We're only doing this to bring you back Jake. I'm going to fuck you." Verna whispered. 

Jake could now see clearly and could feel their naked bodies rubbing against him. His grandma's naked breast was pushing against his arm and her nipple was jabbing into his elbow. He realized he was not dreaming anymore and that they were only doing this to bring him back from his long sleep. He thought about telling them he was awake but, decided to let it play out. 

"I'm going to let you fuck me too." Annie whispered in his other ear. "You're gonna take my cherry big brother." Jake could feel her stomach pushing against his hip. Her small mound of pubic hair was tickling the sensitive skin on his hip. 

Verna couldn't stop now if she wanted to. Her body was begging to have his large prick inside of her neglected hole. "It's time." Verna whispered as she threw her leg over his body and lay directly on top of him. Jake peeked out to see her familiar face. He never thought it would be like this. Her thighs opened and she moved her pussy up to rest on his prick. Her small hand moved between their bodies until she grabbed him. She aimed the tip into her dripping gray bush and pushed her hips downward. 

Annie peeked under her body and watched as his tip moved into her body. "Go Grand." Annie whispered. 

"Oh God. It's splitting me open." Verna thought to herself but didn't stop pushing until he filled her cavity up completely. 

Jake peeked out and watched her face as she lowered her pussy down his shaft. He heard her say, "Oh God, It's splitting me open." But her lips were not moving. He knew he was awake but he was now hearing what they were thinking. 

Verna's body was close to coming even before she put his large tool inside of her. "Jake, I'm not going to last very long." She moaned as her elderly body slithered up and down his shaft. "Fuck your Grandmother Jake." She thought. Jake almost blew his cover by giving her what she wanted but held back. Suddenly Verna screamed. "I'M COMING!" Her body moved up and back down where she froze and her body tightened. "Wow. I needed that." 

Annie wanted some of that as well. She gently pulled her grandma up and placed her naked body to the side. She looked down and smiled. "Still hard for me Jake?" 

"Sure am Annie." Jake thought. "Just bring that tight pussy over here and let me break it in right."

Annie took the same position as her grandma and pushed down again to break her virgin barrier. This time she pushed harder and felt it give away. It hurt some but she slowed down until it felt better. Her yellow pubic mound moved lower until he was in almost two inches. He was in. 

"That's it. Open your thighs." Verna coached as she watched her granddaughter's cherry give away. Verna's fingers moved under her stomach and touched her hard clit. "Oh Grandma!" Annie moaned as her grandmother fingered her clit. 

Annie forgot about any pain as she lowered her hips until he was all the way inside. "OH JAKE!" She screamed as her hips moved faster and faster. Her cheerleading and gymnastics was paying off because her muscles allowed her to easily rise and lower her torso. 

"I'm….I'm….Coming!" Annie yelled as her body exploded. Verna laughed as she flicked her clit faster. "Again!" Annie screamed. She came twice. "Oh god. I never knew it would feel so great." 

Verna looked at the clock. "Let's get ourselves cleaned up before your mother gets home. No need in telling her anything about the intercourse is there?" 

"No. It's out secret." Annie giggled at her grandma. 

Jake waited until they left the room and opened his eyes. He tried to remember what had happened for him to be in a coma. He could remember coming home and red lights. Shit. He must have had an accident. He looked down his body and wiggled his fingers and his toes. Everything still worked. He tried to move his legs but they were stiff. He did not know how long he had been out. He smiled as he thought about his grandmother and younger sister riding his hard-on. They did not know he was aware what was going on. He remembered his mother and other sister jerking him off. He fell asleep with a grin on his face.

Verna and Annie took some showers and were sitting at the kitchen table when Brenda got home. She looked in at Jake and saw him in the same position. She had hoped he had awoken and was sitting up. No such luck. 

"Hi Mom." She said as she came into the kitchen. She wondered if Annie had told her about touching Jake. "I see Jake is the same." 

"Yes Jake is doing OK. I think I detected some type of movement today." Verna said. She had thought he was pushing up slightly as she fucked him. 

"Really! Tell me what happened." Brenda said excited.

Verna looked at Annie and smiled. Annie held her mouth with her hand to keep from giggling out loud. "I heard about the therapy the nurse ordered." 

"The nurse?" Brenda asked acting like she didn't know. "Oh yeah. That. We don't enjoy it but we are doing anything we can to help." 




Coma



"I'm sure you are." Verna laughed. The doorbell rang. 

Page walked in since she had her own key. "I'm here for my shift." She said smiling.

"You too?" Verna laughed. "Seems like everyone wants to lend a hand to help."

"So has everyone done it?" Verna asked while sipping on her coffee cup.

Brenda shook her head yes and so did Page. Annie was the only one who really said it. "I did it." 

"Annie told me the nurse said it would help if we did more." Verna said waiting for a reaction. 

"More?" Brenda asked looking at Annie. 

"Yes. She said we could undress and lie next to him when we do it." Annie said looking at her grandmother who winked. 

"Undress? Naked?" Brenda said looking shocked. "I don't think so." 

"And, if it would bring him back faster you wouldn't do it?" Verna asked.

"That's not fair mother." Brenda said looking pissed.

"Of course I would if it really did work. I just don't trust that nurse." 

"Well. Do whatever you want." Verna said. "I will. By the way, I can't find anything to eat in this house."

"We have nothing to eat. Why don't we go out and get something?" Brenda asked. 

"I've already eaten." Page said. "I'll stay with Jake. Verna looked at her and smiled. 

"Let's go. We'll be back in an hour or so. That should give you enough time to do your therapy Page." Verna laughed. 

"What. No, I'm just going to sit there." Page said with a shocked look on her face. 

"Sure." Verna said as she led Brenda and Annie out of the house. 

Jake heard them talking in the kitchen and thought about walking in there and shocking them but he heard Page say she was going to watch him. He remembered Page's fingers on his prick and her thoughts about how small her husband was compared to him. 

Jake closed his eyes and waited for his older sister. He didn't have to wait long. 

"Hi Jake it's me Page." She said while sitting on the edge of the bed. "I can't stop thinking about you. I miss you and love you so much. I was thinking of you last night in my bed. I touched my pussy thinking of you." She whispered. 

Jake did his best to remain still. Her lips near his ear were slightly tickling him. He slightly moved his head from her lips. She jerked back. 

"Jake? Can you hear me?" She asked looking at his face. He didn't move. 

"God. I imagining things" She said. 

Jake felt her fingers and they moved over his lips and down his chin. Her fingers explored his neck and moved under the top of his gown. "I feel your heart beating so fast." She said. "You like it when I touch you don't you?" Jake remained silent. 

Her fingers moved out of his gown and down under the sheet. She moved over his navel and lower until she touched the tip of his quickly hardening prick. "It's getting big just for me isn't it?" Her fingers came together as her hand took over and curled around his thick shaft still covered with the sheet. 

"I told you I wanted to suck it." She whispered. His prick jerked slightly. "You can hear me can't you." She pushed the sheet down and pulled the gown up until his foot long hotdog lay on his stomach. 

Jake opened his eyes as he watched her head move down his stomach until her lips touched the tip of his prick. He moaned slightly. She laughed and pushed her tongue out to lick the crown. "I'm going to eat you." She thought. Jake could hear her thoughts. 

Her mouth opened and his mushroom head moved down her throat. She was good. Jake thought as she slowly sucked and licked his tool while her head moved up and down. She pulled her head away and looked at his face. "I'm not going to let you come in my mouth little brother." Jake thought she was going to jerk him off but she moved off the bed. He peeked out and watched as she unzipped her dress and let it fall at her feet. Her bra fell next and her small but firm white breasts popped out. She pushed down her black panties and stood naked. "I have a better place for your come." She laughed as she climbed on the bed and straddled his hips. 

Jake noticed her pussy was shaven as he peeked down while she opened her thighs. She moaned as she fed his long pleasure rod up into her. "Oh Jake. I'm going to fuck you until you wake up." Her body slid up and down his pole. 

"Too late." Jake thought as his older sister fucked him. "Damn. It doesn't get much better than this." 

Jake peeked out to see her head looking under her breasts to see his shaft disappearing and appearing in and out of her stomach. "You know you're going to ruin it for Bill. His little prick will not do much for me after this." She smiled and kept fucking him. 

"I'm almost there Jake. I'm going to come and you are going to come too." She moaned as she squeezed her pussy muscles milking his prick. 

As soon as Jake heard her scream he let his own damn burst open. His hot fluids shot up into her. "OH YES!" She cried as she climaxed. She dropped on top of his body and her body didn't move for almost a minute. "I want you back Jake. Even if I have to give this up. I love you so much." She leaned up and kissed him lightly on his lips. 

Jake felt her get up and peeked out to watch her dress. She turned away and showed him her nice round ass. He quickly closed his eyes when he saw her turn. She hummed a tune as she walked out of the room. Three down and one to go. Jake thought. He wasn't sure if his mom would do it. 

"You need to do whatever is necessary to bring him back Brenda." Verna said to her daughter while they sat at the restaurant table. 

"What do you mean by whatever is necessary?" Brenda asked looking at Verna and then at Annie. Suddenly it hit her. 

"You two fucked him didn't you?" She rose from her chair and looked down at them.

Neither of them said a word which basically answered her question. 

"How could you?" She asked loudly.

"Quiet and sit back down." Verna said pulling her arm down as her body followed. 

"We love him and want him back." 

"So do I, but, God you have to draw the line somewhere." She looked at Annie. "And, I thought you were a virgin."

"She was." Verna smiled. 

"I can't believe what sluts you two are." Brenda whispered. 

"We both felt him move while he was inside of us. He's coming back and what we did worked." Verna said. 

"It was just a body reaction." Brenda said unsure if it was or wasn't.

"Not just it but also his lower body. He was helping." Verna said reaching out to hold her hand. 

"I don't believe you." She said. 

All three of them were quiet as they finished their dinners and drove back to the house. Page was sitting at the kitchen table when they returned. 

"So, how was your shift?" Verna asked looking for any clues to see if she went further than jerking him off. 

"Good." Page said looking away from her grandmother. 

Verna decided to go right for it. "Did you fuck him?"

"Mom!" Brenda yelled. "What kind of question is that. Of course she didn't do that." They all turned and looked at Page's face. Her face couldn't lie. She just looked at her mother. 

"God. I can't believe this. My mother and my daughters fucked my son who's in a coma." Brenda stormed out of the room.

"Tell us about it." Verna said as she sat down next to Page. 

"I couldn't help myself." Page sobbed. "He, it was so big." 

"We know." Annie said while sitting on the other side of Page.

"What do you want to know?" Page asked. 

"Did he show any reaction when you did it?" Verna asked. 

Page thought. "I think he pushed up into me a few times. And, when I told him I was…" She stopped.

"Go ahead. You can't shock us." Verna laughed. 

"When I said I was going to suck him his penis jerked." Page answered. 

"Shit. Let me think." Verna said. She smiled. "I think he is almost back." 

"No way." Annie said. 

"Sure. Why not? His body is responding and so is his mind." 

"But, how do you know?" Page asked. 

"His body might react automatically to touching but his penis reacted to what you said. He was hearing what Page said." 

"Hey. I think we need to get Brenda to do the same or we will hear it for the rest of our lives. Besides maybe doing it with her will totally bring him back?" Verna said. 

"How do we do that?" Page asked. 

"You need to tell her about his penis jerking. If she thinks fucking him will bring him back she will do the same." Verna said. "After you tell her we will all leave and then circle back to watch." 

Page agreed and walked up to her mother's bedroom. Brenda took a while opening the door. Page noticed she was wearing a robe and didn't look like she was wearing anything under it. "Mom. I have to tell you want happened. Jake was responding." 

Brenda opened the door and let Page enter. After about 15 minutes Page came out. "We are going out for a while so it's up to you." Page said loud enough for the two women at the bottom of the stairs to hear. 

They made it a point to slam the front door as they left. 

Brenda took a deep breath and pulled her robe tight. She hurried down the stairs and stood in the doorway to Jake's room looking at him. "Please forgive me son." She whispered as she released the robe and let it fall at her feet. She walked naked to his bed. 

"They said I have to do this." She whispered as she pulled his sheet down. His prick was already hard under his gown. Although it was rock hard she decided to touch and suck him anyway. Jake looked down at her head as her lips moved up his shaft and back down. On the next trip her tongue moved out. Jake gasped softly as her mouth opened and sucked in one of his balls. Brenda heard him and smiled. "It's working." She whispered. 

Verna and the sisters quietly opened the back door and tip-toed into the kitchen. "Shhh." She said as she led them into the hallway and up to Jake's door. They saw the robe at the door and all peeked at the same time to see Jake's hard-on moving in and out of Brenda's mouth. She made a popping sound as her mouth moved off the tip. 

"I have to fuck you son. It's the only way." She said as she positioned herself over his tower of power. "OH My GOD!" She cried as she slowly lowered herself on his shaft. "It's been too long and it's so big." 

"This is so wrong." She said as she moved up and down his shaft.

"God. It feels wonderful." She thought.

"I'm only doing this for you Jake." She said.

"I've never been filled like this before." She thought.

Jake chuckled to himself listening to her voice and then hearing her thoughts. For some reason he had acquired the power to hear the thoughts of others. It must have been the bump on the head. 

Soon the room was full of Brenda's body slapping down on Jakes firm abs. Her panting was getting louder and louder. "OH GOD I'M COMING JAKE. JUST FOR YOU!" Brenda screamed and fell forward crushing her large orbs on Jake's chest. 

Jake had fucked them all and knew it was time to come out of his coma. 

His prick was still hard in her warm pussy when he whispered in her ear. "Mom."

Brenda jerked back and sat up on his stomach. She didn't think about her pussy on his hard-on. Only that he had spoken. 

"Jake. Son. You're awake! Oh, thank God!" She threw her bare breasts down on him again and hugged his shoulders. 

"Mom. Why are you naked?" Jake asked trying not to laugh. 

"Oh God. Jake. I had to. It helped bring you back." She said realizing he was still stiff inside of her. "I'm so embarrassed." She said as she jerked her body up off of his prick. It popped from her damp hole. 

Verna and the sisters heard Jake talking. They all ran into the room as Brenda jumped off his naked body. She grabbed her robe and returned to the bed. Verna and Annie jumped up by his head and Page fell over his stomach. His hard-on pushed up against her bra covered mounds. 

"Jake. We're here. You're back!" They shouted as they hugged and kissed him. 

"What happened." Jake asked. He knew he was naked under their bodies and didn't care. As long as they were OK with it so was he. 

"Get off of him." Brenda yelled. "Give him some air." 

"Jake honey. You had a car accident and a blow on your head put you into a coma. You've been asleep for over a week." Brenda said as she pulled his gown down over his still rigid hard-on. She pulled the sheet up as well.

"Page. Call the doctor and tell her Jake woke up." Brenda directed. 

"Hi Jake." Annie said while holding his hand. "Do you remember anything since the accident?" 

"I wonder if he remembers fucking me?" Annie thought.

Jake smiled. "No not a thing." He lied. "Of course I remember taking your cherry little sister." He thought. 

"Annie. He doesn't remember anything. Right Jake?" Brenda asked. 

Jake smiled. "Not a thing Mom." He lied. 

"Would someone get me a drink of water?" He asked. His throat was dry. 

They all sat on his bed until the Doctor showed up. "Why don't you all leave Jake and me alone for a while? I'll check him out and make sure he is OK."

"So, welcome back Jake. How do you feel?" Dr. Joan Miller asked. Joan had just left a boring party at her husband's office. One of his co-workers was leaving and they were throwing him a going away party. She was thankful when her pager went off. 

"I feel pretty good actually." Jake said. "My muscles are a little sore when I try to move my legs and arms."

"That's from not using them for over a week." Dr. Miller said. "Let me check you out to make sure." She looked to make sure the door was closed. "This is one part of my job I really enjoy." She thought as she pulled down his sheet and touched his feet. She could see a small rise in his gown caused by his penis. She remembered how big he was in the hospital. 

Jake smiled while watching the Doctor check out his feet, ankles and calves. He could read her thoughts and her hands moved north to his knees. "Let's see if I can cause his penis to rise." Both her eyes and his were on his bulge as it grew before their eyes. 

"You're responding very well." She said as her hands moved up to the bottom of the gown. Her fingers pinched the gown and lifted it up over his expanding prick. She had not seen it fully erect in the hospital. As it moved past the ten inch mark her hands froze while holding his gown up. "God. How big will it get?" She asked herself. 

Jake felt it expand to its max. He grinned as he watched her expression. 

"I have to check everything." She said as she laid the gown on his chest. His prick was pointing upward at a 45 degree angle. Her fingers moved up his thighs and through his forest of pubic hair to touch his hard-on. "I wish I was alone with this." She thought. 

"It's OK. They are outside." Jake whispered after hearing her thoughts. 

Joan looked at him with a puzzled look. How did he know she wanted to do more? 

"Your response was more than expected." She said smiling. "God. I want to suck him so bad." She thought. 

"Go ahead. Kiss it." He whispered. 

Shit. He either had a lot of balls or knew she had to have him. 

Joan moved her head closer to his shaft as if she was inspecting it in her hand. She hesitated worried that she would get into trouble if anyone found out. 

"Don't worry no one will know." Jake whispered as his hand moved up over her shoulder to rest on top of her head. Her eyes looked up at his as he gently pulled her lips down to his prick. She didn't pull away. Jake smiled as her lips parted and her tongue moved out to taste him. 

Dr. Joan had not had another man since her intern days at her last hospital. For six years she had suffered having sex with a man who was faster on the trigger than the Lone Ranger. Plus, his erection was half the size of this young mans.

Her mouth opened and she sucked in at least four inches of his rod. Her tongue flicked at the bottom of his prick. 

"Doc. You are making me feel better all ready." He laughed. 

"God. I want to feel him inside of me." She thought as her mouth moved up and down his tower. 

Jake pulled her head up off of him. He smiled as his fingers moved down to cup her small but firm breast. His fingers moved down her side to her hip. He could feel her panties through the thin party dress she was wearing. "Take off your panties." 

Joan could not resist him. He knew everything she was thinking. She moved back and stood next to the bed. She slowly bent at the waist and reached up under her long black gown and grabbed the waistband on her soaked panties. 

"Are you sure you are up for this?" She asked. They both laughed after realizing what she had just asked. "Definitely." She answered her own question. 

Dr. Miller's panties lay on the floor next to the bed as she climbed over his hips and reached up under her to aim his prick at her dripping pussy. She slowly lowered her tight pussy down his prick. "I wish he would touch my breasts." She thought. Her breasts were a major part of her achieving a climax. 

Jake smiled as his fingers moved up and pulled down the spaghetti straps of her dress. Her braless breasts pointed down at his face. His fingers dropped the dress straps and moved up to cup her bare mounds. 

She moved up and down his shaft as he played with her soft mounds and nipples. They were both ready to come when someone knocked on the locked door. "Dr. Miller. Is everything OK?" Brenda's voice asked from the other side of the door.

"Huh. What?" Brenda panted. "Yes. Yes. OH YES." She cried as she came. "YES!!!" She screamed. Jake came and was laughing trying to picture his mother on the other side of the door. 

Dr. Miller quickly moved off of him and straightened her dress. Jake pushed down his gown and pulled up sheet. The doctor opened the door. "I think your son is definitely in great shape." She said all red-faced. "I'll send over a physical therapist tomorrow morning to get him moving off the bed." She picked up her purse and looked over at Jake. "It's good to have you back Jake." She smiled as she quickly left the room. 

Brenda walked into the room and saw something under the bed. She reached down and picked up a pair of black panties. "I see the doctor makes good house calls." She looked at Jake. 

Before she could say anything Jake asked. "Mom. Why were you naked and I was hard inside of you when I woke up?"

"Brenda looked back to make sure they were alone. "Jake. The nurse told us if we stimulated you sexually you could come out of the coma quicker. We were only doing it for you." 

"We?" Jake asked already knowing the answer.

"Yes. Everyone including your grandmother."

"God. Too bad I was asleep." Jake lied. "It doesn't bother you having sex with your grandmother, sisters and me?" Brenda asked.

"Hey. It brought me back and it felt good when I woke up." He smiled. 

"I think you are still delirious." Brenda said throwing the doctor's panties at his face. Jake picked them up feeling the damp crotch. "I know I enjoyed it." Brenda thought.

Jake smiled. "I'm tired. I better get some sleep." He laughed. 

Jake woke early the next and tried to get out of bed. He staggered to stand and held on to the side of the bed as he wobbled to the bathroom. He managed to relieve himself and made it back into the bedroom. He stopped when he saw his Grandmother. 

"Jake. You know you are not supposed to get out of bed." She said.

"When you gotta go you gotta go Gram." He laughed. Verna moved over and pulled his arm over her shoulder. She led him back to the bed. 

As he sat down his gown moved up and the tip of his prick popped out. "Ooops." He laughed but didn't make a move to cover it up. 

"It's OK. I saw it while you were in your coma." Verna chuckled. Jake fell onto his back and his whole prick came out. "Let me help." Verna said as she picked up his legs and guided them over onto the bed. His gown was still over his Johnson. 

"God. I wish he was asleep for about a half hour." Verna thought as she looked at his exposed shaft as it again expanded. Jake smiled as he watched her pull the gown down over his hard-on. "There will be more opportunities." Verna thought. 




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"There sure will be." Jake thought in response. 

"See you in the morning Grandson." Verna said as she leaned over and kissed him on the lips. She held it for almost five seconds. Jake expected her tongue but she pulled away. She left and he fell back to sleep. 

"Jake. Wake up. You're physical therapist is here." Jake opened his eyes and saw a nice looking young black woman standing next to the bed. 

"Hi. I'm Lena." She said holding out her hand. Jake took it and felt how strong she was. 

Brenda left and closed the door. As the PT opened her bag of goodies Jake could read her thoughts. "He's cute. Too bad I just got married last week." 

Jake looked at her nice curvaceous ass as she bent to take out some towels and some lotions. She was wearing a cotton sweat suit and the shape of her thongs was apparent under the material.

"I hope you won't be embarrassed but I'll need to get to all of your muscles." She said.

"No problem. I don't get embarrassed very easy." He smiled. 

"Why don't you slip off the gown and turn over facing downward?" She asked. Jake did as she said and noticed she looked the other way while he pulled the gown off his midsection. His whole backside was naked when she turned. "Nice ass." She thought. Jake smiled. 

Lena took the cream and smoothed it in her long narrow fingers. She moved to the bottom of the bed and took his feet in her hands. As she lifted a foot she noticed his thighs part slightly. A part of his balls could be seen. "It's been a while since I've touched a nice white man like you." She thought. "A little bit more and I'll see your family jewels." 

Jake granted her wish. His thighs slowly opened and she could see what she wanted. Her fingers caressed and massaged his muscular calves and thighs. As she leaned forward to push up his legs her breasts touched the back of his feet. He could not feel a bra. "I need to crawl up on the bed." She said. Jake felt her take a position on the back of his knees. Her soft ass was resting on his calves. Her fingers continued their journey up until her fingers pressed into his bare ass muscles. "Nice and firm." She thought.

"Thank you." Jake answered thinking she was talking.

"What?" Lena asked puzzled at his remark.

"Nothing. I thought you said something." Jake said quickly. Shit. He almost gave away his new powers. 

Her fingers caressed as much as it stroked. Her fingers moved under the sides of his hips and pulled back towards her which lifted his ass almost up to her chest. Her fingers were only inches from touching his prick which was now fully expanded. As she pushed him forward her chest came down and pushed against his ass. He could feel her hard nipples pushing into his sensitive flesh. 

Her fingers moved up to the base of his back and push upward until she touched the base of his neck. As she pushed forward her breasts again crushed against him but this time higher on his back. Her stomach pushed against his hard cheeks. "Shit. I feel my panties getting wet. My pussy is dripping." She thought as she continued to push forward and back. Her fingers moved down under his side to pull against this chest. As her chest moved forward to rest on his back her hands moved down under him across his stomach. She touched his navel and suddenly touched the tip of his prick. "God. He had to be huge for it to be that high." She thought. She quickly pulled her hand back up to his stomach.

Her husband Reggie was regular size and big enough to satisfy her but did not have the huge black penis like most urban legions said black men had. Reggie was only her second man to fuck her and the first was actually smaller. Now, she was massaging a white man who was very well endowed. She had to see it.

"Want me to turn over." Jake asked on key. 

"What?" Lena asked still shocked about touching his prick. 

"You want me to turn over now?" Jake asked. 

"Well yes. I'll get some more lotion." She said as she moved off the bed. Her panties were now soaked as was her whole body on fire. She tried to turn and look at him without showing a reaction but, her eyes froze on his large prick. "Damn." She said out loud. Jake had his arms behind his head smiling at her facial expression. 

"I guess I should have warned you." Jake whispered. 

"That's OK. I've seen them before." She said trying to downplay her reaction. "But, nothing that big." She thought. "And, so white." She smiled. 

She against started at his feet and headed north. She tried not to look up at his huge shaft but she couldn't keep her eyes off of it. "I was married last week." She said trying to tell herself and him that nothing should happen between them. 

"That's great." Jake said. "I guess you have everything you ever wanted." He smiled. 

"Sure." She said. "I'm very happily married." She looked down at his legs while she squeezed them. Her hands moved over his knees and she noticed his hard-on was now sticking up over his pubic mound. 

"If you don't mind I should cover it." She said picking up the small towel and placing it on top of it. She almost laughed because it looked like a pup tent on his stomach. 

"Whatever you want." Jake said. "I thought you had to work with all my muscles?" 

"Well honey. There are some muscles that are not included. Besides that is not really a muscle." She laughed. Jake chuckled with her. 

Lena again crawled up and sat on his knees as she pushed forward her breasts pushed down on his covered prick. Her fingers moved up his sides and came together at the center of his chest. She looked at the raised towel as her fingers moved down the middle of his chest and stomach. When she got to his navel she stopped. "Why did I cover it?" She thought. "If it was uncovered I could accidentally brush against it." 

Jake heard her thought and reached up under her and pulled off the towel. "Since you've seen them before we don't need this." 

Lena didn't say anything and kept her fingers moving lower. She stopped just before her wrists touched his shaft. She pushed forward until her chest again pushed down on his prick only it was bare this time and she felt the tip hit the bottom of her neck. As her fingers moved back down she pushed down on the bed and lifted her hips until she was over his prick. She slowly lower her body until her pussy pressed down on his hard-on. "Ahh." She moaned softly as she wiggled her hips to place his tool to rest between her spread pussy lips. "I can't do this. I just got married." She thought. 

Jake could hear her inter-fighting and feared she was going to pull away from him. His hands moved up and touched her thighs. "You shouldn't…" She started to say until his right hand moved over her thigh and between their stomachs. She sucked in her breath as his fingers pushed down under her sweat pants and under her panties. She rose to pull off of him but it only help him slid his fingers into her hairy wet pussy lips. 

"I can't do this." She said as she pushed back but all she did was allow him better access to her hard clit. Jake flicked his fingers across the hard bud until she closed her eyes. "Stop." She said not convincingly. "Please forgive me." She thought. Jake knew it was directed at her new husband. 

Lena moved off his stomach and pushed her sweatpants over her round brown hips. Her white stretch thongs were next as she pulled them outward and then down over her muscular but soft thighs. She quickly pulled her sweatshirt over her head and stood before him buck naked. 

"You're beautiful.' Jake whispered as he grabbed her hand and pulled her down next to him. "I've been on my back too long. It's your turn." He said as he moved his body over hers. His legs were sore but soon forgotten. Jake's lips moved to her caramel neck and planted soft kisses down to her chest. His lips opened and surrounded her hard nipple. "Oh." She moaned. "I wish Reggie would kiss my nipples longer than he does." Jake smiled as he spent at least two minutes moving from peak to peak. Her body was alive under his with his hard prick pressing into her thick black bush above her thighs. 

Jake moved his mouth lower. "God. He's going to kiss my pussy." She thought. "No one has ever kissed me down there." Jake wanted to meet a man who would not kiss her temple of pleasure. His chin spread apart her full pubic growth and led the way for his wet tongue. Her legs spread wide to allow him entry to her sensual buffet. "All you can eat." Jake thought as his lips and tongue dove into her dripping slit. 

"Ahhh!" She cried as her hands moved behind his head and pulled him closer while her legs moved over his shoulders. He was not getting away. He moved his tongue lower and slithered into her dark pussy. "Jake!" She screamed when his tongue moved in wide circles inside her tunnel. His mouth was opened wide and his top lip pressed against her clit. "Please don't stop." She thought. Jake didn't. Her ass was jumping up off the bed while she pressed his mouth harder to her pussy. Jake was having trouble breathing. 

"God. I want him to fuck me." She thought. Jake pulled his face away and moved his wet mouth up her smooth stomach. He kissed her nipple quickly as he made his way up to her lips. Her mouth opened and his tongue entered her the same time he guided his hard-on into her pussy. She tried to scream but his mouth dampened the sound. "Fuck me." She thought. He did. 

"It's good to be back on top." Jake said aloud while his body pumped his passion into her. "What?" She panted? "Never mind." Jake laughed as he continued to fuck her until her legs tightened and she came. "AHHHH!" She screamed. Jake had held back until he heard her explosion. He came inside her pink womb. 

Lena lay under him trying to get her breath. "I guess I should feel guilty but, I don't. When is your next appointment?" She laughed. 

"I don't know but, I did get a pretty good workout." Jake laughed as she crawled out from under him. 

She quickly dressed back in her sweats and looked at her appointment book. "In two days." She said smiling at him. "So rest up." 

"Around here?" Jake chuckled. Lena didn't understand his remark and Jake didn't want to explain it. She blew him a kiss and hurried out the door. Jake lay naked on his back and fell asleep. He was still out of shape.

Annie was in the kitchen when the physical therapist left Jake's room. She was still off for her spring break and was the only one home besides him. She was also off for cheerleading practice but her best friend Lori was coming over to do some practice cheers with her. Lori had turned 18 a month before her and was the opposite of Annie. She had dark hair and was very petite. Annie had admired her small but perfect body in the showers after cheerleading practice. Like Annie was before a couple of days ago Lori was a virgin. Annie was drinking a glass of milk when Lori pecked on the kitchen door. 

She opened the door and walked in. "Hi Big A." She said walking up behind her and planting a kiss on the back of her blonde head. "Lori the story." Annie laughed. Both of them were wearing their short cotton shorts with the word "CHEERLEADER" printed on the ass. Matching tee shirts with "CENTRAL HIGH" was printed across their developing breasts. 

"So, how's Jake doing since he woke up?" Lori said sitting down next to her. Annie just turned and smiled before she bit her lower lip. Lori looked at her face all aglow and knew her friend long enough to know what had happened. 

"You're shitting me." Lori said with her hand over her mouth. "You sicko. You really did it with him?" Annie just giggled. 

Annie had told her about the nurse telling them to jerk him off and Lori had volunteered to pull a shift in jest. Annie joked about climbing on his large penis with Lori but it was just a joke. 

"You were supposed to let me have at least a peek." Lori said while slapping her best friend on the arm. 

"Does he remember anything about what happened?" Lori asked. 

"No. I don't think so." Annie answered. "But, he woke up when my mom was on top of him."

"No shit? Damn." Lori said loudly. "I wish I had an older brother who would let me climb on board." 

"You promised not to say anything about this." Annie said looking into Lori's eyes. 

"I won't. If…." Lori said.

"What?" Annie asked. 

"I get to see it." 

"No, he might wake up." Annie said. But, Lori just folded her arms across her small breasts. 

"OK. I'll take you in there but, if he is awake we leave." Annie said while standing up. 

Annie walked ahead of Lori who had her hands on Annie's hips. Lori was hidden as Annie slowly opened the door and peaked inside of Jake's room. "Geez." Annie exclaimed when she saw his naked body lying face up on the bed. His prick was semi-hard measuring around eight or nine inches. 

"What?" Lori said as she pushed her head under Annie's arm and looked into the room. She gasped when she saw the size of it. "Shhh." Annie whispered as she closed the door. 

"God. It's huge." Lori whispered while holding her hand over her mouth. 

"That's not the size of it. I mean it gets a lot larger than that." Annie giggled. 

"And, it fit inside of you?" Lori asked. 

"Not easily." Annie said. "I'm still a little sore."

"I have to see it closer." Lori said. 

"No. You wanted to see it and you did." 

"He's sound asleep and won't wake up.' Lori said pleading. 

"OK. But, if he wakes up we get the fuck out of there." Annie whispered. 

Annie again slowly opened the door but this time wide enough to allow their trim bodies to fit inside. Lori held onto Annie's arm as they walked slowly up to his bed. 

Lori had seen her boyfriend's penis only once and it was in the dim light of the garage where they were making out in his dad's car. The one she was looking at now was huge compared to her boyfriends. Before she could touch him her mom turned on the overhead garage light and yelled for her to come into the house. 

"Make it hard." Lori whispered in Annie's ear. 

"No!" Annie snapped back at her. 

Jake was half-asleep when he heard the door open and close a few minutes later. He thought he heard some whispering in the hallway. He knew it was Annie's turn to watch him. He closed his eyes when the door opened again. He heard a strange voice say to make it hard and then Annie's voice saying no. 

"If you don't I will." Lori whispered. 

"Lori, don't you dare." Annie said with a pissed look on her face. 

Jake peeked out to see his younger sister in her cheerleading shorts and another cheerleader behind her. So, she's bringing them over to check out her brother's equipment huh? Jake made some deeper breathes and even threw in some soft snores. 

"See. He's fast asleep." Lori said. 

"OK. But we both do it at the same time." Annie whispered. 

Jake tried to fake sleeping but his prick started to harden on its own while it lay in anticipation of two high school girls touching his shaft. 

"It's getting hard." Lori whispered as her hand moved next to Annie's towards the giant monster. 

Their fingertips touched his soft spongy flesh at the same time and froze. Annie looked over at Lori and winked. They curled their small hands over and around his rod. As their thumbs curled underneath they squeezed his prick with their hands side by side. 

Jake forgot to snore as they squeezed his shaft. As one hand moved up to the tip the other one followed. One hand moved up and off while the other one curled around his crown. When the hands moved back down they had more territory to travel since he had expanded to his max of 12 inches. 

"Do you think he will marry me?" Lori giggled in Annie's ear. 

"No. Now let's get out of here." Annie said. 

Jake realized they were going to leave him like this. He suddenly opened his eyes and reached over to grab their hands covering his prick. 

"What do we have here?" Jake asked.

"OH GOD!" Lori screamed and tried to pull her hand from under his but he was too strong. "Let me go!"

"JAKE LET US GO!" Annie screamed. 

"Why should I?" He laughed. You get to see me naked and touch my penis. I'll let you go but I get to do the same to you." 

Annie was at first pissed at her brother but realized he was willing to play around some with them. She was happy he had awakened but was upset she would not get to fuck him again. Now, maybe she still could. "OK with me." She said smiling at her brother. 

"No way!" Lori said. 

"You said you wanted him to fuck you." Annie said to her friend. 

"Annie! That was just between us." Lori said as she relaxed her arm trying to pull away. Jake felt both of their hands and arm relax still wrapped around his prick. 

"Well, this might be your only chance. He just wants us to do the same." Annie reasoned. 

Lori's face turned from fear to a smile. "OK. But, that's all." Jake removed his hand hoping they were not lying and would not run away. 

Annie and Lori took two steps back and turned away from him to remove their clothing. Jake laughed. "I hope he isn't disappointed with my small tits." Lori thought. 

"I won't be." Jake thought to himself. 

Lori watched Annie and followed her lead. As Annie's tee-shirt moved up over her sports bra so did Lori's. Lori peeked over at Annie's full breasts and looked down at her own tiny mounds looking even smaller in the sports bra. Annie pushed down her cotton shorts at the same time Lori did. 

Jake watched the two "CHEERLEADER" words moved down over their young unblemished asses barely covered by white bikini panties. He noticed Annie's ass was evenly tanned but Lori's was pure white. Annie must have done some full body tanning. 

Annie pulled her sports bra up over her hard nipples and threw it on the tee shirt and shorts lying at her feet. She looked over at Lori who wasn't moving. "Take it off." Annie whispered. Lori shook her head no. She was ashamed of her small breasts. 


Annie moved behind her and took hold of the bottom of the sports bra. As she pulled upward Lori's hands moved up to stop her but Annie was too strong. "Let go." Annie said as she ripped it from her hands and pulled it up and off her body. Lori's hands moved up to cover them. Annie smiled as she reached down and pushed down Lori's panties over her creamy white ass. Annie pulled the panties from her feet and as she stood up kissed her naked ass cheek. "ANNIE!" Lori screamed. 

Annie stood and pushed down her own panties. They both stood naked in front of her older brother. "OK. You see us." Lori said as she bent forward to pick up her sports bra. As her ass bent over Jake could see her dark bush and pink slit of her small slit under her ass. 

"No." Annie said. "He has not seen the front." Annie was into it now and messing around with her brother would be easier if Lori was with her. Annie took Lori's shoulders and turned her body until it faced Jake's eyes. 

Jake looked up and down both of their young and sexy bodies. He took in Annie's blonde bush and Lori's dark one. Annie's breasts looked fantastic but Lori was still covering her undeveloped bumps. 

"OK?" Lori asked embarrassed to be standing in front of an older man.

"No. He gets to touch us like we did him." Annie said pulling Lori over to the bed. 

"Why don't you both lie up here with me?" He asked. He could see Lori's eyes still locked onto his hard-on. Annie moved her knee up on the bed and pulled Lori with her. Lori lost her balance and fell forward with her arms out to cushion her fall over his stomach. Her tiny mounds crushed down on his rigid prick. "OH GOD!" She screamed and tried to push up but Annie quickly held her down. "Annie!" Lori cried. 

Jake could feel her hard nipples pushing into his shaft. "Pull her on top of me." Jake whispered in Annie's ear. Annie smiled and grabbed Lori's arms and pulled her naked body up until she was lying prone on top of his. Her breasts were now lying on his upper stomach and her dark bush was resting on his hard-on. "Annie!" Lori screamed again. She was making a lot of noise but, was not doing anything to stop her friend moving her body against his. 




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Jake's hands moved up and curled around Lori's ivory ass cheeks. His large hands covered both cheeks as he pulled her stomach into his. Lori stopped talking and closed her eyes as she was lost in feeling a man's naked body against hers for the first time. "I wish he would touch me all over." She thought. 

Jake grinned while his fingertips moved down her ass crack and over her tight anus. Before she could object he moved lower and forced his way between her small thighs. "Ohh!" She moaned as his fingers moved into her wet virgin slit. Her legs spread wider to allow him room to explore. He did. 

"God. She is so beautiful." Annie thought looking down at her small but round ass. After her session with the nurse Annie was more than curious about sex with another female. "I've always wanted to touch her." 

Jake stopped and pulled one of his hands away from her ass and reached over to grab Annie's hand. They made eye contact as he pulled her hand down until it rested on Lori's naked cheek. He let her hand go and winked at her. She smiled and gently squeezed the soft flesh. 

Lori was breathing heavy as Jake touched her pussy and clit while her girlfriend caressed her ass. "Don't" She complained as Jake removed his hand from her pussy. 

"Shhh." Jake said as he moved out from under her and placed her body between his and Annie's. He gently turned her over until she was lying face up. She looked at him and then at Annie. 

"I'm yours." She said smiling. 

Annie's hand moved down to Lori's knee the same time Jake did to the other knee. As his fingers moved north so did hers. When they moved to the edge of her thick growth they stopped. They looked at Lori who smiled and slowly opened her thighs. Jake's finger met his sisters in her pink valley. Annie knew where to touch and went straight to her hard clit. Jake grinned at his sister and moved his lips down to Lori's mouth. As Annie fingered her pussy Jake's tongue fucked her mouth. 

"Please. Don't stop." Lori said breaking her face away from his to see why Annie stopped touching her. She was shocked to see Annie's face moving up between her thighs. She was going to kiss her PUSSY! 

Jake was satisfied just sitting back and watching his sister lick and suck her girlfriend's pussy. His mind reading was enabling him to know what the women wanted him to do and he was more than eager to please. He kissed Lori's ear and whispered. "Do you want to suck my prick?" She slowly opened her eyes and moved her head up and down. She couldn't talk. Jake moved up until his knees were at her head. She looked at his large hard-on as he directed the tip to her lips. Her mouth opened wide as she could get it as his crown moved inside. Her cheeks were bulging full with his tool. Annie's sucking on her clit was making her closer and closer to coming. She tried to moan but his prick in her mouth killed all sound. All she could do was grunt as she climaxed. Finally she pulled her mouth off his prick and screamed. "I'M COMING!" She pulled his prick back in and sucked as her body exploded. After she climaxed she looked up at Jake for directions on how to suck his prick. "How do I do it?" She thought. 

Jake moved his body over her head and slowly lowered and raised his prick in and out of her mouth. Her hand moved up and curled around its base as he fucked her tiny orifice. He was ready to come when he felt Annie's hand on his arm. She was pulling him over to her. He read her thoughts. She wanted him to fuck her. 

Jake pulled his sucker from Lori's mouth and moved his body over Annie's. Her thighs opened to allow his hips between them. She reached down between their bodies and guided his tip to her once fucked pussy. It was easier this time as he slowly slid inside. Her arms and legs wrapped around his as there bodies became one. 

Lori watched in admiration as Jake brought Annie to a shattering climax. She knew they did not have enough time nor did he have enough energy to take her cherry. But, she hoped there would be another day. Maybe she thought, I might even let my boyfriend pave the way with his teenie peenie. She laughed while Annie screamed her pleasure. "OH JAKE! I'M THERE!" Jake matched her pleasure as he finished the same time. 

"You two better get dressed." Jake said looking over at the clock by the bed. "Mom will be here soon." Annie and Lori giggled as they dressed and stood by the bed. 

"Thanks Jake." Annie said. She turned her head and faced her friend. Jake smiled as Annie's mouth moved to Lori's. He watched their tongues moved together. 

"Let's go up to my bedroom and practice some cheers." Annie said while winking over at Jake. 

"GO TEAM." Jake said as they walked out his door with their hands on each others ass. 

Note: Don't forget to vote and please send me any feedback about the story. Jake can read women's minds and is feeling better and better every day. Let me know if a sequel might work and any ideas you might have. Thanks Slickman.



Coma



I woke to total blackness. I had a strong sense of me but I had no idea who or where I was.

It was too soon to panic because I was sure that in the past there must have been times when I had woken from a deep sleep in a similar condition, particularly after a night on the beer. There were three things that I did know, I was lying on my back, I was comfortably warm and I was not in any pain, so my situation, whatever it was, could not be that bad.

*

I think that, reassured by my previous thoughts. I must have drifted back to sleep because now I felt that some hours had passed. This time I attempted a more thorough examination. By patiently concentrating on each finger and toe in turn, I was able to detect the texture of cloth and thus ensure that all my limbs were still present, although I could feel unexplained pressure in two places on my right arm. There was no traffic noise, no matter how faint, or sound of other activity, so I didn't yet know if I still retained my sense of hearing. More worrying was the fact that I couldn't seem to move a single muscle, not even my tongue.

*

During my next encounter with lucidity, I carried on my assessment from where I'd left off. I knew that my mouth was open, that there was something inside it and my throat was extremely dry. The only logical explanation was that there had to be tube down my throat and that in turn meant that I must be in hospital, but how I arrived there remained a mystery. Thinking that there must be people around, I tried to call out but no sound of any kind issued from my throat. It was at this point that I wondered if I might be dead but if that was the case then where that was fabled column of bright light?

*

I came aware again to the sound of males talking. At first they were too far away to decipher what was being said but I could tell by the intonation and authority of their voices that they were professionals, probably either doctors or consultants. As they drew closer I was afraid they would walk straight by me (wherever I was) but thankfully they paused by my (assumed) bed.

"I can't do any more for this chap," one doctor was saying, "He may still snap out if his coma but brain activity is minimal and I'm afraid that he will inevitably drift into a permanent vegetative state."

"So what will happen," the other (younger?) man enquired. 

"His right arm is badly broken but apart from the horrendous wound to his head he's in surprisingly good condition. I'm putting him in a ward where his relatives and friends can see him and talk to him. Maybe that stimulus will be all that he needs but if not, we've already ensured that his organs are good and he's been fully tissue typed.

"What if his folks want to continue the life support?"

"Not much chance of that these days, particularly when we point out that they'll have to fund most of the cost themselves."

At this point I could tell that they were about to move on but as they did so the younger man asked conversationally, "Have you read the new claim that many so-called vegetative patients were fully conscious all the time?"

The older guy laughed dismissively, "A load of rubbish believe me, I handled literally hundreds of these cases and I've yet to come across a single instance."

*

The scene had changed, or at least I knew that I could differentiate between night and day because now instead of blackness I had a lighter sheen showing on the inside of my eyelids. It also seemed likely that I had a bandage of some sort covering my eyes. I heard a door open and what sounded like a pair of sensible female shoes scurrying quickly across the floor towards me. Next moment I felt a large wet kiss on the corner of my mouth and I was enveloped in what could only be a mother smell, (a dab of cheap scent covering years of cooking odours absorbed into the pores of the skin). An image formed in front of my eyes and instinctively I knew it was from my childhood. I saw an old fashioned cottage kitchen with full open fired kitchen range. The atmosphere was one of warmth and happiness.

My mother of that time was small and rather plump but pretty. Most of the time she wore a pinafore covering a simple dress, but there were special occasions when she dressed up and I thought she was a princess.

My mother started to hug me before thinking better of it but she still declared fiercely, "We're here now love and we are not going to let you down, unlike some other person that I won't name." She paused and then called out, "Say hello Dad, so that he'll know that you're here." 

A rough voice said, "Hi son," and a picture of my father, (from the same era) slotted into the mental tableau. He was a broad squat man, always wore heavy boots and corduroy trousers and was never without a tweed flat cap pasted on his head. He had a thick moustache on his upper lip and his skin was weather-beaten due to always working out of doors. Taciturn but dependable, that was my dad and I was rather fond of him.

My mother continued talking but I began to drift because I hadn't the faintest idea who or what she was talking about, even though it was obvious that she expected her references to have meaning to me. Hearing and smell were the only senses that I seemed to have retained and I was beginning to wish that hearing had been lost with the others. Thankfully my mother suddenly declared that she was going to find the coffee vending machine. 

The moment that his wife was safely out of the room, my father quickly jumped up and moved close to the bed. This time it was the aroma of pipe tobacco that wafted over me. Putting his head close to mine, my dad said urgently, "I've only a minute to say this son and I hope the fuck you can hear me. Don't throw away an otherwise happy marriage for the sake of a bit of cheating and don't do anything even more foolish again either. Believe me, sex don't mount to nowt in the long run."

I think my father might had more to say but at that moment my mother must have re-entered the room because she called out, "I hope that you're not telling the lad anything that he doesn't need to hear."

"I'm just letting him know that we've got a bit put by if he needs it," my father told her, lying his way off the hook.

"I've just met this nice nurse out in the corridor and she's promised to bring us some coffee," my mother reported, (this explaining her fast re-appearance), but I cannot remember any more conversation so must have dropped back asleep.

*

I was unsure whether I was sleeping intermittently or popping in and out of unconsciousness. This time it was the unmistakable sound of stiletto heels crossing the floor towards me, but moving in a more hesitant manner. Her kiss was delivered in almost exactly to same spot as my mother's, but prolonged slightly longer and with her lips more firmly defined. 

"I love you and you're the only man I ever will love, you must know that," she declared emotionally. "I just wish you hadn't run off like that. What you saw wasn't what it seemed." She paused and then qualified, "Well I've got to admit that it was what it seemed but it definitely wasn't as bad as it looked."

This had to be my wife. I knew the voice well and that expensive perfume was more than familiar, if only I could remember her name.

"It isn't as if I was having an affair," my wife continued. "That was only the second time ever that I did it with Bill. I knew you were suspicious the first time it happened at the Murgatroyd's party and I swore to myself then never to be so stupid again. It should never have happened in the first place but when Bill bustled me into a bedroom and said that he'd just seen you take Stephanie Pryce into the summer house it made me cross. On the spur of the moment, I let Bill do what he wanted with me just to get my own back on you. I'd had quite a lot to drink by then but I'm not claiming that as an excuse. Afterwards, when you found me coming downstairs I was convinced that you knew exactly what we'd been doing."

The name 'Stephanie Pryce' rang a bell and a picture of the summer house in question formed in my mind. I had gone out there in search of my wife, at the same time as Stephanie headed that way looking for her husband. I was not at all anxious, I'd simply lost track of my wife and was just casually wandering round until we reconnected. Stephanie was a tall slim girl with the face of a model and an awful lot of leg on display. I think she was up for it if I had pushed but there wasn't a lot of comfort available in the summer house and, despite the space heater, it was a little too chilly to start removing clothing. We must have sat and chatted for twenty minutes or so before separating and heading back to the main house.

My mental picture shifted to one of my wife walking down the Murgatroyd's stairs. She saw me at the same moment as I saw her. Her elegant scarlet silk dress clung flatteringly to her ripe curves but did seem somewhat less pristine than when we arrived a couple of hours before. To my eyes she looked warm and flustered but then many others appeared to be in the same condition. It was the look of guilt on her usually vivacious face that made me wonder what I had possibly missed.

My wife's voice brought my mind back to the hospital bed. Speaking urgently, she was saying, "It was absolutely the worst moment of my life when you caught Bill and me in bed together. When I opened my eyes and saw you standing by the bedroom door, I couldn't believe it because you were supposed to be thousands of miles away in America. With Bill's weight on top of me I couldn't move. I did shout out but he was just at that point when it's impossible for a man to stop. You didn't say a word; you just stood there and stared for a few seconds with that shocked look on your face before turning and walking away. I did eventually manage to push Bill off me and run after you but I was only in time to hear your car engine as you roared away."

You would think that such a traumatic moment would be indelibly imprinted on my memory but my mind was a total blank.

"I don't think you were trying to kill yourself," my wife declared. "I know that you would be driving fast because you were understandably angry but I'm convinced that you must have hit a patch of ice or something. I'll never believe that you crashed into that tree deliberately, despite what the police are claiming."

*

It was dark when I resurfaced to consciousness, not as dark as it had been but certainly black enough to know that daylight had ended. I could also detect two new presences in my room. One was the voice of a young woman, possibly a teenager but the other sounded older, more middle aged. For a time they collaborated from either side of the bed, rolling me this way and that, I think to replace my bottom sheet.

"I hate seeing young guys in this condition", the young one remarked sympathetically, "Without that life support thing in his mouth he'd be quite good looking and I don't think he can be any older that thirty."

"He's thirty four, or at least that's what it says on his chart," the older one informed. "Take my tip, don't start thinking of them as people because if you get emotionally involved it leads to heartache more often as not, especially in this department." 

The more pragmatic of the pair was obviously in charge but she wandered off to do some other task, leaving the novice to manage my top sheet on her own. "He's got a stiffy," the girl suddenly cried out in delight, "Does that mean that he might be coming round?"

"It's a bit unusual but not significant," the older one explained, "It could be something in his deep subconscious that triggered it or something as simple as a waft of cold air."

"Whether he's unconscious or not, I hope he's excited because somehow he knows that I'm looking at his dick."

"What did I just say about identifying with patients?"

"Come and look at it anyway, it isn't a particularly big cock but it does look rather cute."

"Honey, when you've been doing this job as long as I have, big or small, one penis looks very much like another." 

*

I think that I must have awoken again later in the same scene but now only the younger nurse was still with me. My covers must have been turned back because I could sense that my genitals were again on display. "You're still nice and stiff, I knew that you would be," the young woman was whispering to me, "I've slipped back specially to check. I'm convinced that you're really awake and this is the only way you can let me know."

She moved away for a moment but then I felt slim feminine fingers slip underneath my scrotum to comfortingly cup my balls. "I'm going to make you feel so good but first I think only proper for us to be introduced first. I know from your chart that you are called Steve and my name is Melanie. I'm very pleased to meet you," she said, making it almost comically formal.

Melanie started by gently squeezing my testicles while stroking the lower part of the shaft with her thumb. From there she progressed to many other things, I know not exactly what, but it certainly felt pretty damn good. All the time she kept up a running commentary with the questions, 'Are you enjoying this?,' 'Do you like that?' and 'Does that feel nice?' At one point she said, "Oh you really did like that", this when I think she had put her lips very close to the head of my cock and blown a stream of warm breath towards the slit. 

I didn't last very long after that before my lower quarters exploded in a fireball of sensation. When Melanie spoke, the triumph and excitement in her voice was palpable as she said, "You had pleasure, I enjoyed giving you pleasure and there's no need for my boyfriend to know anything about it."

* 

It must have been the next day because my parents were back and I was subjected to another maternal monologue. I felt as if I had cornered the market in aunts, uncles, cousins, nephews and nieces because the catalogue of their rather mundane doings seemed never ending. There were times when I desperately hoped for sleep to relieve me but my switch off mechanism seemed to have deserted me. Apart from an initial greeting, my dad never spoke directly to me but at one point I heard him in the background chatting cheerfully to the coffee vending nurse. 

I was still awake when both said their goodbyes and left. A few minutes later my wife came in; her arrival signalled by her trademark stilettos. Her kiss was longer this time and I think intended to be more meaningful but it cut no ice with me because I now knew that she had cheated on me. Strangely I was not unduly agitated by knowledge of her infidelity but thought that might possibly change if I ever managed to remember her damn name. 

"I'm not saying that it was completely Bill's fault because I was at least partly to blame for what happened, but I'm hoping that you will find yourself able to forgive me," my wife said, launching into her prepared speech. "If Bill hadn't turned up unexpectedly at the house that night, I wouldn't have dreamt of cheating on you again. I was resigned to being without you for the whole two weeks, it was going to be a long time but although I was already feeling lonely, I wasn't at all randy. When Bill rang the doorbell I didn't think anything of it. He's at the house all the time but never before when you weren't there. He said that he'd forgotten to mention that if there were any heavy jobs needed doing during your absence, he'd be happy to call in and look after them for you. I gave him a drink. He's always very easy to talk to so we sat in the lounge chatting and that one drink extended to three or four."

My wife paused for breath and her hand tentatively found mine. "Bill started saying that he hoped that you were going to behave yourself while you were over there in Dallas on your own. He said that American women are very willing and that lots of them really go for the old Brit accent. I said that you were not that kind of man but he insisted that everybody's human. He then said that if you did happen to stray from the straight and narrow then I shouldn't get too upset because it wouldn't mean anything. I don't quite know how it happened but the next thing we were talking about the Murgatroyd's party with Bill saying that he treasured the memory of having sex with me that night. He then said that he's fancied me for years and that it drives him crazy knowing that I'm his best friend's wife."

There was silence for over a minute and I thought that my wife had finished her confession but then she started speaking again with renewed determination. "We were sitting on opposite settees facing each other but Bill asked if he could move over and join me for a bit of a cuddle. He looked so forlorn sitting there with his heart on his sleeve, that I felt sorry for him and said that he could. It was nice and cosy snuggled under his arm but his hand quickly dropped down onto the top of my breast. I should have stopped him at that point but I didn't and he was soon taking other liberties. Bill then started saying that he felt we still had unfinished business, he said that at the party it had only been a quickie and that we both deserved more than that. I was very wet by this time, I found myself agreeing with him but I didn't say so. I kept remembering his cock. It wasn't much longer than yours but it was a lot stiffer. Maybe that's only to be expected in the circumstances."

'Smooth talking bastard' I'm thinking. Who the fuck was this Bill character? He had been referred to as 'my best friend' but I had no memory of anybody remotely fitting that description. 

"By this time Bill was playing with my bare breasts and my hand was resting on the front of his trousers, just refreshing my memory a bit. I think I was hoping to keep it more or less at that level but Bill suddenly jumped to his feet taking me up with him, saying, 'No more messing around. We both need to get this out of our system and there's never going to be a better time than now'. I didn't put up any resistance when he pulled me upstairs with him and from that point I was every bit as bad as him. You know the rest."

*

This time it was definitely a male tread that I heard striding purposefully towards me. "How are you doing old son, I have to admit that I've seen you looking better," said a confident voice, which I presumed belonged to Bill. "I'm not going to bother apologising because what's done is done. I can't even say that I regret it because those two hours with Gloria before you blundered in were the best of my life. I don't really know why I've come."

Gloria, so that was my wife's name. Of course it was. After seven years of happy marriage, how could I possibly forget something as basic as that?

Bill broke the momentary pause by saying, "I do want to set the record straight on one point. Despite what you must think, I categorically did not send you to Dallas just to get out of the way. Originally we were going to go together and hopefully have the same fantastic time as we did in Vegas two years ago. It was a genuine reason that stopped me going this time and it wasn't until I saw you off at the airport that I realised it gave me a marvellous chance to look after some outstanding business. It was perfect, I could have had a nice bit of fun while you were away and you wouldn't have known a damn thing about if it wasn't for the most abominable bad luck. Who the hell heard of a fucking airliner turning round in mid Atlantic? It wouldn't have been so bad if it had been a genuine terrorist threat but finding out that it was only a false alarm is infuriating."

That bit of information made me smile, or at least I felt as if I was smiling but I doubt if the emotion registered on my face. 

"This is partly your fault you know," Bill told me, switching to more conversational mode. "I probably wouldn't have intruded into your marriage in the first place if I hadn't known that you're hardly an angel yourself. You must have spent a small fortune on that lap dancer you took a fancy to in Vegas. Granted you'd won most of that on the tables but I was convinced that she was giving you special attention after hours, off the books so to speak. Anyway, I reckoned that if you were going to be dunking your doughnut in Dallas for two weeks, what was the harm in me grabbing a small taste for myself back here."




Coma



I could recall nothing about Vegas and that was a pity because that lap dancer sounds like a memory worth hanging on to. 

The scraping of chair legs on the floor indicated that my visitor had stood up. Before leaving, he said solemnly, "I hope that there aren't any hard feelings, old pal, because I would very much like to buy you a pint and laugh about this in the future. We're both men of the world after all. In particular, I hope that you don't dump your marriage to Gloria because she doesn't deserve it, I'll freely admit that I was the wolf in sheep's clothing and she was just a lamb to the slaughter. Oh yes, and you've still got your job if you want it." 

*

It was dark. The exited breathing close to me had to be Melanie and that knowledge sparked a surge of anticipation. "I'm so glad that you are awake," she gushed, "When I found that your dick was all limp I got very worried but everything is now back as it should be. I've got a special treat for you and I would have been so disappointed if you'd missed it."

Pausing for effect she announced, "I've played with your cute cock, so in return I'm going to let you have a nice feel at my tits, I know that you'd like to. Don't worry because I'll look after everything. I've already pushed my bra and opened my blouse so they are both sticking out; I wish you could see them. Just relax and I'll move your hand over my bare breasts one at a time. I don't think my nipples have ever been stiffer and they're really, really tingly. I'm going to give you a nice long feel at them and then I'm going to make you cum again like I did last night." 

I would like to say a few words in praise of eighteen year old bodies, the taut skin and firm flesh. Breasts fifteen years older than that and more, are still capable of giving such inestimable pleasure that this lost perfection is not remembered except in situations like this. You can imagine my joy as Melanie slowly moved my hand over each glorious globe in turn. Her nipples were indeed stiffly protruding and they seemed to be generating sparks whenever they touched. The best part was when my solicitous young nurse carefully placed my forefinger and thumb on either side of a rosebud, then used her own fingers to apply pressure, even managing a bit of a rolling motion. I'm pleased to say that this was something she repeated many times. The pleasure I received from this was so intense that when she later masturbated me to conclusion, it was almost an anti climax.

*

When I woke to a lighter world I realised that I must have slept right through my parent's visit because my heightened olfactory senses indicated that they had already been and gone. I was a bit disappointed, not that I was sorry to escape my mother's ramblings but I still hoped that my father might find opportunity to say a few more words. 

*

Even before my wife Gloria reached the bed, I could tell by her pace that she was in sombre mood. After the obligatory kiss she didn't hold back on her ill tidings, saying, "Stevie love, you better prepare yourself for a bit of bad news. I've just got a letter from your doctor; it should really have arrived yesterday. He says that even if you manage to achieve full consciousness it remains highly likely that you will permanently remain substantially paralysed."

At that moment I would have settled for sight and speech so this prognosis didn't seem so desperately bad.

"You mustn't worry," my wife continued forcing false brightness into her voice, "If the worst comes to the worst, Bill is going to pay for our dining room to be converted into a proper medical facility with all the specialised equipment you are going to need. He says that it's the very least he can do to make amends. He's even offered to move into the house full time, to help me look after you."

Now I did start to feel despondent. 

*

The feeling of feminine fingers fondling my penis immediately restored my spirits. The late evening darkness was back and it seemed as if I was in for another treat. 

The moment that Melanie felt reaction from my privileged organ, the words started spilling excitedly out of her mouth, "Stevie, You are going to have you such a good time tonight because there are two new things that I'm going to do with you and I know that you are going to love them. First I'm going to let you feel my pussy; I've already taken my panties off to make it a bit easier. Then I'm going to suck your lovely cock and I might even let you cum in my mouth. I've never done that with anybody before but if I like the taste, I should probably start doing it to my boyfriend as well." 

Melanie carefully positioned my good left arm so that it was bent outwards at the elbow to an angle of almost ninety degrees, with the hand, palm up, protruding over the edge of the bed. When it was stationed to her satisfaction I think she stepped back. Next moment there was the sound of starched linen in motion and I surmised the she was bundling the skirt of her nurse's uniform up above her waist. First I became aware of the heat radiating from between her thighs and then my fingers made contact with soft curly hair. 

"There, does that feel nice?" she murmured happily, "Don't worry about anything. First I'm going to make you stroke my cunt and then I'm going to try pushing your fingers up inside me. You're really going to enjoy that because I'm very wet already."

Melanie's actions followed her words exactly, except for the bit where she took each finger in turn and dragged it the length of her slit. She had not exaggerated about the wetness but even more striking was the heat because it felt as if she had a small furnace concealed up there. The problems started when she tried to introduce my digits inside her body. I think that she was trying to cram too many fingers up there at the same time. Even when she tried doing one finger at a time it didn't help because when she got one finger positioned and went for the next, the first finger promptly dropped out again.

After a short period of increasing frustration, Melanie solved the problem by completely changing strategy. She altered the angle of my hand so that it was edge on, with the thumb sticking up. In this position it was an easy matter for her to push it quite a long way up inside so that, with my thumb embedded in her warm, wet, welcoming vagina and the rest of my hand clamped between firm nubile thighs, we were ready to move on to stage two of her program. 

I sensed Melanie leaning forward and tensed in expectation and when the tip of her wet tongue gave a quick flicking lick to the top of my cock, although I know that my body remained immobile, it felt as though I had jerked over a foot in the air. I had no time to react to this opening move before her tantalising tongue was tracing a wet line round the rim of my cock head, followed by a teasing tickle of my piss slit. Next moment my cock was buried deep inside her warm mouth accompanied by a soft moan of satisfaction. I would have been happy to stay like that but she suddenly withdrew her mouth, leaving my saliva covered cock exposed to cooler air and then magnified the effect by blowing a thin jet of cold air in the direction of my unsuspecting dick. This trick had the extra stiffening effect that I think she wanted and I found it hard to believe that this girl was the oral novice that she claimed.

My cock was not left exposed to the air long because next moment it was renewing acquaintance with her tonsils. There were now two areas of sensation competing for attention because her vulva had started rhythmically contracting around the ball of my thumb. Her breathing had become heavy and she started emitting a high pitched moan as her head bobbed quickly up and down, literally fucking my cock with her mouth. I don't know how she was managing to breath but God it felt good.

Melanie's whole body began trembling, almost as if she was having convulsions and, giving a cry like that of a soul in torment, she had a massive orgasm hard against my captive thumb. Unfortunately, in her moment of extremis, she had allowed my cock to slip from her mouth just at the critical moment and, once again, I ejaculated harmlessly on the bed. I think that sweet Melanie still had her hoped for taste of cum, because she quickly pushed my shrinking organ back into her mouth and, with her still lying in that position, I at least drifted contentedly to sleep. 

*

It was daylight and I seemed to have slept through my parents visit again. I was left alone with my thoughts for quite a while until eventually I heard Gloria approaching slowly. I sensed that she wasn't alone. Somehow I could tell that she was upset and when she kissed me I got the impression that her face was wet. "Bill's here but he doesn't want to speak," she told me.

There was a very long pause, eventually broken with the words, "I won't be coming again, darling. They say that there's no point because it's virtually impossible that you can understand anything. If by some miracle you can hear me, I just want to tell you not to worry about me being left behind on my own because Bill is going to look after me."

*

I woke to the sound of Nurse Melanie crying heartbrokenly, complete with great racking sobs. Thankfully the older nurse was on hand to comfort her and ask what was wrong. "They're taking Steve down to the transplant wing in a few minutes because they don't believe that he's really awake. They've got all the organ recipients booked in and given their pre-meds already, so it's too late to stop the procedures," Melanie explained. 

"I warned you not to get involved," the older nurse pointed out, playing the 'I told you so card'.

"I knew that I'd got to do something to save him so I went to the consultant's offices and burst in on Mr Spear. He was in the middle of a meeting but I didn't care. I shouted that Steve wasn't a vegetable but he didn't believe me, so I tried to prove it to him."

"How?"

"I told him how I had managed to make Steve cum three nights in a row." 

"And?"

"It didn't make a blind bit of difference and now I've been sacked for gross misconduct." Melanie sobbed.

*

The same total darkness as in the beginning engulfed me but this was somehow even more profound. I felt mainly resignation but I know the emotions of both fear and sadness were noticeably absent. Perhaps there was some small satisfaction in the knowledge that I had managed to snatch a small bonus from the jaws of whatever.

*

*

The darkness was now less oppressive. I thought to myself, 'Well at least I'm still here'.

I was aware that I was lying in the middle of a large wet patch. One assumption was that it had to be the result of Melanie's ministrations, but that didn't make sense because she had been meticulous about cleaning up every time.

Moving my fingers down between my legs, I tentatively explored the sheet to confirm both wetness and stickiness, (getting the impression that it was of fairly recent deposition). It didn't dawn on me immediately that I had just been able to move my arm but upon that realisation, I immediately sent a hopeful exploratory leg across the bed.

When I encountered a shapely female leg the truth immediately became apparent. I was lying safely in bed, with my lovely wife Gloria by my side, and the wet patch was the aftermath of an energetic and passionate session of lovemaking ahead of my two week absence in America. Back in reality, it was obvious that I had just woken from a particularly vivid dream. A rather horrid dream. A nightmare in fact - but a nightmare containing some rather delightful interludes.

My bags were packed, my midday flight booked and all that remained was for Bill to fulfil his kind offer to run me to the airport.

Up until going to sleep, I had been looking forward to the Dallas trip. 



Coma



It is amazing how fast something can happen.

Dale had pulled into the tiny little coffee stand, got a $4.95 double chocolate flavored java, tipped the scantily clad server.

It was a Friday night, his work week was done, Dale stopped every Friday night for a coffee.

He took a sip, it was very hot, so he reached out and set it on the dashboard, reached over and lifted the center console on his Impala Super Sport to get his coffee cup sleeve, it was one of those reuse over and over kind, heavily padded.

Much better than the paper ones the coffee stand placed on the hot drinks.

He was rolling towards the street slowly, in that exact moment of inattention, the coffee cup began to slide.

Dale leaned forward to grab it before it could spill and his right foot pressed on the throttle.

There was a flash of light and something hit the driver's side door, that was the last he remembered.

+++

Dale opened his eyes, the light was blinding but blurry. He tried to blink but could not.

"Oh my God, he is awake!" Someone cried out, then there was a flurry of activity.

After quite some time, he heard a male voice.

"Just a reflex, we still have almost no brain wave activity". Whoever it was said.

That was odd, Dale felt perfectly normal except for the fact that he could not move.

His wife Janet came in not too long after, he could see her face as she leaned forward to kiss him.

Something was wrong, it took him a minute to realize.

Her hair was too long, and the color was not Sandy blond now but an impossible shade of red?

He remembered seeing her just that morning.

He saw rather than felt his eyes close again, he knew because he could still see reddish light through the flesh of his eyelids.

Dale tried to open his eyes but try as he might, they would not. He tried to call out, say something, but nothing happened.

"God, when I got your call, I was hoping...." Dale heard Janet say.

"False alarm honey, sorry." A woman said.

"This is terrible, it goes on and on. Ever since we took him off life support, and he breathed on his own I have been hoping..." Janet's voice broke, went into sobs.

Life support? She had them take him off life support? But, Dale wasn't dead, he knew very well he was not.

He just couldn't move for some reason.

"Come on Janet, let's go down and get some coffee, I will try to explain what is happening." Dale heard the man's voice, then they were talking as their voices faded away.

Suddenly tired, Dale felt himself drift into sleep, even though he tried not to.

+++

Dale walked over to the machine, the steady peeping sound was driving him crazy. He reached out and pushed the button that shut off the monitor. The sudden quiet felt good.

Then he realized, he was standing up? Glancing at the cot, he saw the form lying there motionless. He walked over to the edge of the cot, looked down.

With a shock, he realized it was himself lying there! Just then a nurse burst in, hit the lights and went over to the monitor.

"Damn cheap Chinese made shit!" She mumbled. She stood there and studied the machine for a few moments, then walked out of the room without giving him a glance.

That was strange, he was standing right there in plain sight. Then for a moment he felt dizzy, his eyes opened again.

The lights were blinding, he tried to close them but could not. He thought he could feel a tear escape and drift down his cheek, but he wasn't sure of it.

+++

That happened several times over the next few days, Dale had no clue at all of what was happening. When he was awake, he was lying there on the cot, unable to move.

When he drifted off to sleep it was like he was perfectly normal, he could reach out and touch, do things, move around.

He even attempted to go out into the hall and he actually made it past the door, but then suddenly he was back on the cot.

It was like he was limited to perhaps 30 feet or so, any further and there was a sudden end to his explorations.

He was standing there once wishing there was a TV set at least in the room when the night nurse came in.

Oddly, she stopped and looked around, a puzzled expression on her face.

Dale liked it when she came in, she was cute, but business like. She took a pan of warm water and washed him, she didn't bother to cover him with a cloth or anything like that. She even held his penis in one latex covered hand and rolled back his foreskin with the other, washing him carefully there, then patting him dry.

Dale stood there watching as she did that, he felt himself erect at the touch and washing, his body lying asleep on the little cot did also.

The nurse held it in her hand, looking at it with a grin on her face.

"Thank you." Dale said out loud but no sound came out, instead there was a gargling sounding grunt from his body lying there with his mouth stuffed full of hoses.

The nurse let go like she had been burned, she quickly covered his body back up and left the room.

Later he overheard her speaking to the day shift nurse when she came on duty.

"Just a reaction to stimulus, there is still no brain waves so he really can't feel that or know about it." The older woman said.

"It just seems to me like he must feel something for that to happen." The younger woman said.

"He really can't honey. I have washed him myself several times in the last two years, I got the same reactions. I even talked to the Doctor about it, he says it's different but not that abnormal in cases like this." The older woman left and went to her station down the hall.

The younger nurse watched her go, then she turned and came over beside Dale.

"You are in there, aren't you?" She whispered.

Dale felt his eyes open, he was back in his body again. He wanted to yell out "Yes!" but no sound came out.

"I thought so." The young nurse reached out and patted Dale's stomach, then quickly left.

Dale almost thought he could feel that.

Almost.

+++

It was quite some time later, Dale had no idea at all of how long it was, but he was playing with the day shift nurse, shutting off the monitors, making her run down the hall every time.

At one point she was yelling on the phone to someone, a man came in and ran some tests, proclaiming the equipment was working just fine.

He stopped that when the night Nurse came in, she was carrying a small TV set. Dale was elated, finally, something other than walls and the tiny little room.

She plugged it in, turned it to the news. Just then Dale felt himself back in his body, he could hear the TV set but could not see it because all he could do was look directly at the blinding lights.

He felt himself beginning to feel angry, this was going to ruin his eyesight if it kept up, assuming he ever got out of here.

The nurse came over and carefully tipped the bed until he was facing the tiny TV as the older nurse stood in the doorway, her arms folded across her chest and a scowl on her face.

"You really are being silly, Alice. You know he has almost no brainwave activity, he is basically a vegetable." She told the young woman.

"It's just something I wanted to try." She said, as the older woman left in a huff.

Later, she came in and bathed him, he felt nothing at all. He sat and watched the TV set until very late, finally she came in and shut it off. Then she did something with the bags hanging nearby, he could see most of that out of the corner of his eye.

When she put the cot back down, Dale felt his eyes close.

+++

Dale walked over and turned on the TV, keeping the sound down very low. He really liked the night nurse so he didn't want to mess with her and get her upset like he did with the older woman who often got delightfully crabby.

Searching the channels, he found a movie and stood there watching it.

It was nearly over when Alice came in, she looked at the TV set, stopped.

"Oh." She said.

She walked over and shut the set off, Dale turned it back on. With a puzzled look, Alice reached over to shut it off, Dale grabbed her wrist.

Alice screamed. Several people came running, they looked everywhere as Alice tried to explain what happened.

Finally they all left, shaking their heads.

Dale was more careful after that, for quite some time Alice acted a little bit afraid of his body lying there on the bed.

+++

His wife Janet came in one evening, sat by the bed for a long time as Dale slept.

Dale sat near her, just far enough away so as to not touch her.

"Has there been any change at all?" Janet asked Alice when she came in to take care of the feeding bags.

"No, not really. For awhile there I thought..." Her voice trailed off.

Janet just sighed.

"Maybe if you came by more often, talked to him? Maybe that would help." Alice said.

"I came here every single night for over a year, now it's coming up on three years. I have a right to a life, too!" Janet blurted out angrily at what sounded almost like an accusation.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean....It's just that, your husband is such a fine looking man, this is a shame. If only...." Her voice trailed off.

"This just goes on and on, it's broken me. I had to sell the house, everything and he just lies there! It could be years, maybe decades before he dies." She blurted out.

Dale sat there, a feeling of sadness came over him. Of course this was not her fault. He couldn't help himself, he reached out and stroked Janet's hair.

She jumped, then froze. The touch was identical to what Dale had done literally hundreds of times. 

Dale pulled his hand back.

"My God, I....?" Janet stood up, looking around.

Just then a tall man walked in, Janet turned to him. He took her in his arms, hugged her tightly.

"This him? Bummer." The man said, looking over at Dale sleeping on the bed. Just then Dale began to open his eyes.

"Hey, he just woke up!" The man said, sounding puzzled.

"No, he does that all the time, but he isn't really awake." Janet said.

"Oh, OK. Well, ready to go?" He reached out and took her hand and they left.

Dale was sure he felt a tear drift down his cheek, and he became sure of that when Alice took a tissue and wiped the tiny spot of moisture from his eye.

"You are in there, aren't you? I knew it." She whispered.

Later, the Doctor came in and ran some more tests.

"You say he wept?" He asked Alice, she nodded.

"Interesting, but there are still no responses at all. Perhaps just a tear duct leaking." The Doctor left.

Dale lay there asleep when Alice came in later that evening. She had the pan and some washcloths, Dale stood there watching as she prepared the bath.

Sometimes he was like this when she bathed him, sometimes he lay there awake inside his body and he felt nothing at all. The rare times when he was asleep Dale felt the touch, several times he had wanted to touch her back but her reaction the one time he grabbed her wrist gave him pause.

He watched as she washed his sides, his back, then up his legs. He felt himself become erect, she looked down at him.

"I'm going to try something, do you mind?" Alice whispered.

"Oh, God, I am being so silly, I don't even know if you can hear me but I do know you can ..feel me." She giggled softly to herself.

She stripped off the gloves, her left hand was rubbing up and down his abdomen, her right hand slid up and over his quickly gaining erection.

Then her right hand began to stroke him with a firm grip, it felt incredible. There was no way to hold back at all, Dale felt himself flood back into his body, then he released. Alice's other hand came quickly over the end of Dale's erection to catch his seed as it blasted off, the first gobs spattering her uniform.

His breath was coming in short gasps, Alice looked up at his face with a glazed expression on her face.

Then she realized, his eyes had shifted and he was looking directly at her. Dale tried to lift his hand but could not, instead he managed to make a fist. Alice's eyes dropped to the motion, then back up to his face.

She still held his now softening penis in her hand as she now sat there nearly frozen in surprise.

"Oh! Oh, my! Oh!" She cried out. She let go, quickly grabbed the washcloth and cleaned him up, dabbing at her uniform.

Then she darted from the room. She was back in minutes.

"The on call Doctor will be right here, can you move?" She asked.

Dale made a fist, lifted his hand a fraction of an inch but the effort exhausted him.

A different Doctor than Dale had ever seen before came in.

"Can you hear me?" Dale tried to nod but could not.

"OK. If you can hear me, close your eyes."

Dale closed his eyes, opened them again.

"OH boy. Well, this is neat! Nurse, what were you doing when he came around?"

Alice blushed bright red.

"I was...uhh..bathing him. He had a...response while I was doing it and..."

"I see." The Doctor grinned and reached out to wipe a dab of semen off her sleeve that she had missed.

Alice was scarlet now.

"Hey, whatever works, honey." He grinned at her and left.

+++

Janet came in the very next morning, by then Dale was managing to speak a few words.

She sat there trying to talk quietly with him but her eyes were brimming with tears.

At first it was all encouragement, but finally she became serious.

"I have to tell you, Dale. Terry, he is a man I have been seeing, you haven't met him yet..We are living together."

"Yes I have." Dale told her.

"You have? But...?"

"I have been here the whole time."

"You know then. I am so sorry, Terry asked me to marry him and I said I would, we were just waiting..."

"For me to die, right?" Dale wasn't even upset, not really. He was not sure if the situation had been reversed that he could have lasted that long himself.

Still, her new man knew very well that she was married, and he knew the situation and still moved in.

Dale didn't like that thought all that much.

After more apologies, Janet mercifully left. Dale turned all of his attention to the matter at hand, which was to return his muscles to some semblance of their former strength.

+++

In four short weeks Dale could walk the halls, do a dozen push ups, manage to hold a pen to write with. The walker he had started out with was quickly discarded. 

Alice came to visit him daily in the physical therapy unit.

One day she was visiting and a reporter showed up, as soon as he realized that Alice was the Nurse with him when he came to, he asked her what she had been doing when he came around.

Alice turned bright red again.

"She was giving me a bed bath and the water was too cold, it shocked me back to my senses." Dale lied quickly.

"Really, that is amazing." The reporter said.

The two of them giggled after the man left.

"Thank you for not blabbing about that, it was really against the rules." She told him shyly.

"How about if I try to blackmail you into doing that some more?" Dale gave Alice his best evil grin.

"How about instead you take me out for dinner, and then ask me nicely?" She grinned right back.

It was another month before they went out, Dale still didn't dare drive but that was OK, Alice had a car.

That night in her bed, she knew exactly what to do as she made him lay back and and she administered to his needs, making sure her own were also well attended to.

But something strange happened, Dale felt himself suddenly standing by the bed, watching Alice make love to him.

It was weird because he was completely aware of being in both places at once. In the middle of everything, he reached out and stroked Alice's bare behind, at exactly the same time he also had both hands busy fondling her bare breasts.

She stopped for just a moment, looked around. Seeing nothing, she went back to her efforts as Dale now used both hands to stroke her lower body, at the same time he used both hands to caress her upper body.

"I thought so. I don't know how you do that, but I was sure it was you when you grabbed my arm that time." She snuggled up tightly to him.

"I can't see you when you do that but I can sure feel you." She mumbled.

"I can see you and feel you both!" Dale grinned at her.

"I guess I can get used to it." She laughed.

+++

Several weeks later, Dale was working out when Janet came to see him with some paperwork. She had her new boyfriend Terry in tow.

Dale looked at and signed the paperwork, there really was not much left to split anyway.

He had loved her once upon a time, but life can get in the way of things, and Dale was not a vengeful man.

Not much, anyway, but he did trip Terry at the top of the steps on the way out. The man took quite a tumble, managing to get up but with a rather serious limp.

Of course, they could not really blame Dale for that, he was inside the room lifting weights at the time.

Yes, quite an interesting ability. 

He could hardly wait to demonstrate to Alice some more of the things he could do. 



Coma



This could go into a number of categories. A big thank you to Linda62953 for editing this story for me. 

Chapter 1

I woke up and suddenly realized I had no idea where I was. I looked around the room and it looked like a hospital room. What was I doing here? Was I dreaming? I tried to sit up and fell back down due to being dizzy. I quickly found the nurses buzzer and pressed it at least a half dozen times. A nurse came running into my room, "You're awake! Oh my God!" she looked nervous as she grabbed her phone and called in the doctor before I could even say anything.

"Where am I? What's happened to me? How did I get here, I can't remember anything!" I screamed out.

"Just stay calm Mr. Wright, the doctor is on his way. He'll explain everything to you. You were in an accident," she seemed nervous, but I didn't know why.

The doctor came in and I quickly asked him the same questions. He told me to calm down and said he would answer my questions as soon as he ran a few tests. He squeezed my hands and asked me if I could feel it. He then pricked my feet and toes. I pulled back saying, "Ouch!" It made the doctor smile. I had to wonder if he was a sadist or something, smiling that he caused pain.

"Mr. Wright, you were in a car accident and have been in a coma. I have a few questions to ask you. What do you think the date is today?"

"What does that have to do with anything? I believe it's December 23. Why are you asking me this?"

"I'll explain it to you in a few minutes but I need to ask you a few more questions. "What is the last thing you remember?"

"I'm not sure what you mean. I remember being in my office and I think I got in my car last night, but I can't remember why. Where's my wife Julie? I think I remember her singing and she kissed me goodnight. Wait, that might have been a dream. Damn! I can't remember. Get my wife please; maybe she can help me here."

"Mr. Wright, the date is March 29, 2014. You've been in a coma since Dec. 22, 2013. You were in a terrible accident and have been in a coma since you arrived."

"Why can't I remember anything?"

"It takes time. It will come back to you. Our brains sometimes block out tragic events. You just woke up, after all."

"What else can you tell me?"

"Mr. Wright, Annie, your caregiver will be in within the hour. She's been with you since the night you arrived at the hospital. She'll also call the people you want contacted. She can probably explain things to you better than anyone."

"Who is she and what is a "caregiver"?"

"She's a registered nurse. A nurse is assigned to coma patients to take care of their needs, whatever they need. Annie volunteered to be your caregiver." As he was talking, a cute nurse walked in the room. "Oh, here's Annie now."

"Hi Justin, I came in the moment I heard you'd woke up." She actually had tears in her eyes. The doctor told me he would see me later and quickly left the room.

"I know you! We went to the same college, didn't we? Your name is Annette. How come I can remember you, but not what I last did? Can you tell me what happened and contact my wife Julie and my parents?"

"I'll tell you all that I know. First of all, I contacted your parents already and they'll be here first thing in the morning. I called your wife and left her a message on her phone. I'll try to explain what I can to you, but we need to take it slow."

I spoke first, "You were my lab partner in science. I remember us working on projects together. I liked you; you were so much fun to be around. I remember us always talking. I believe I had a light crush on you but I was going with Julie at the time. I remember hugging and kissing you after we won the science award. I was so happy. Am I right?"

"Yes," she smiled at me. We were lab partners and friends. Julie didn't like it and in no uncertain terms told me to keep away from you; that you were her boyfriend. You ran with a different crowd than I did. Eventually you asked Julie to marry you. That's about it."

"I'm sorry; I didn't know she'd said that to you. You should have told me."

"Told you what? 'Your girlfriend said to stay away from you.' We were just friends. I wasn't going to mess up your relationship. Besides, that's water under the bridge, it was two years ago. We both went on with our lives. You married Julie and I got my nursing degree."

"Why did you volunteer to be my caregiver? The doctor said you volunteered."

She had tears in her eyes. "I was on duty when you were brought in. You were in a single car accident. According to witnesses, you and another car almost wrecked. The roads were icy and you turned to avoid hitting the other vehicle and went over an embankment. Your car rolled over at least three times, pinning you inside.

"The EMT's said you were unconscious when they arrived. They cut your seatbelts and pulled you out. When they pulled into the emergency entrance, you were covered in blood. You had a big gash on the side of your forehead and the blood covered your face." I reached up and felt a scar near my hairline.

She continued, "It's healed pretty well now. Your whole body was x-rayed and no one could believe that nothing was broken, but you were badly bruised, both inside and out. You did lose a lot of blood. After you were sewn up and x-rayed, they brought you to the ICU. After two days of not waking up, you were taken to a private room where I offered to be your caregiver. I'm so happy to see you made it through." She was crying and excused herself.

Annie came back a few minutes later after composing herself and I asked her what happens next. She told me I would have to undergo therapy to help build my arms and leg strength back up. I noticed I had a catheter in and asked when it could be removed.

"As soon as you're able to walk to the bathroom, using a walker. It may be a few days. You will start therapy today. You're going to have to try to be patient; it may take awhile. Tony will be in to see you about your therapy. Anything else I can help you with?" She said with a very beautiful smile.

"Can you tell me more about Julie? How often has she been here to see me?"

"Justin, I prefer not to talk to you about Julie, if you don't mind. Your parents can discuss it with you tomorrow."

"Why? Please, just tell me if she has been here to see me," I almost begged, but I wasn't sure why.

"She came in the afternoon, the day after your accident. She stayed maybe fifteen minutes, argued with your parents and then left. There was an older man she called 'Rob' who waited for her in the visitors lounge. She stopped by a few times the first couple of weeks. She argued about your care with the administrators. After that, she came in maybe once a month looked at you and left. I'm sorry but I won't lie to you."

"Thank you for being honest with me. Is there any chance I can get something to drink? My mouth and throat are really dry."

She poured me a small glass of cold water and told me just to sip it. She also ordered me in a ginger ale but told me to drink it slowly. I was told I had been fed intravenously for the last three months and my stomach has to be retrained starting with soups and soft foods.

The doctor came back in and ran a few more tests. He told me everything was looking good and that I was a very lucky man. I sure didn't feel that lucky, laying there in bed. He was interested in my memory of what I thought were dreams. He said very few coma patients who woke up ever mentioned having dreams.

"I don't know Doc, I remember hearing someone singing and reading to me. I assumed it was my wife. I have this song in my head that I heard repeatedly. Right now I can't even remember what it was."

"Things will come back little by little. It may take awhile." Again, he told me what a lucky man I was.

****

I must have fallen asleep and was woken up by Tony, the physical therapist. "Hey there Justin, nice to see you awake. I'm Tony and I'll help you get those muscles back in shape."

"What do I need to do?" I asked.

"For today, you'll be taking it pretty easy. I'm hanging a bar above your head and all you have to do is reach up and hold on to it. Hopefully you'll be able to pull yourself up into a sitting position."

I did as he suggested. It was harder than I thought it would be, but I did it. "You don't have to do it all at once. Take your time and pretend you're doing pull ups. That's it, good job. I'd like you to do that on and off, all day. Don't over do it; your muscles will get sore."

Needless to say, I overdid it and my arms ached. Annie came in with a lotion for aches and pains and rubbed it on my arms. "I knew you'd overdo it," she said as she smiled at me.

She helped me sit up and I was able to eat some soup. I have to admit my arms hurt but I had to play a little macho in front of Annie. I knew she'd seen right through my charade when she shook her head.

The next morning Tony was back with a wheelchair. "Annie said you overdid it yesterday. How do you feel this morning?"

"I'm ok, but my arms still ache a little," I replied.

"Well, we're going to get you to stand today. Hopefully you can help hold yourself up. That's why I wanted you to exercise your arms yesterday." He helped me into the wheelchair and we went down to the gym. That's what Tony liked to call it. All it was was a small exercise room.

He helped me stand up and I wrapped my arms around the two bars. Wow, it hurt like hell trying to hold myself up. After about a minute, I had to sit back down. Tony would let me rest for a couple of minutes and then I would have to stand again. This went on for a good hour. It was becoming easier and I even smiled. As I exercised, Tony and I talked.

"How well do you know Annie?" I asked.

"She's been here about two years. She has to be the nicest woman alive. Everyone loves her," Tony replied.

"Have you dated her?" I asked.

"We went out with a group from the hospital, but I've never been with her one on one, even though I've asked her out. She's a very good friend and I'd do anything for her."

"Does she date?" I asked.

"She's been out with a few interns but there's no one serious. I think she was in love with a guy she went to college with and when he left her, she took it hard. I can't believe anyone would be dumb enough to leave her. She mentioned that you went to the same college. Do you know the guy who was stupid enough to leave her?"

I wondered who it might have been. I didn't remember her dating anyone. The few parties I saw her at she was with girlfriends. I replied to Tony, "No, we ran in different circles, but we were lab partners. She sure has a great personality and she isn't hard on the eyes either." We both laughed.

To describe Annie; she was really cute. Usually wore her hair in a ponytail. She looked young for her age. I would say she was about five-one and maybe a hundred and fifteen pounds. I was really surprised she wasn't dating anyone steady. I was having trouble keeping my mind off her after my talk with Tony.

****

This would be as good a time as any to describe my wife Julie. She looked like a model having long blonde hair, standing about five-seven, weighed around a hundred and thirty five pounds and a body that cried 'fuck-me'. She was a very sexy person and nearly always dressed in short and tight clothes, always wore high-heels.

After we were married, I asked her to tone it down a bit but she kind of laughed at me and said she'd dress any way she wanted. We dated my junior and senior year of college. One day she came up to me and told me she was pregnant. I loved the sex we were having, but I can't honestly say I was totally in love with her.

I wanted to do right by her and asked her to marry me. We were married a month before we graduated from college. My parents were furious with me. It wasn't that they didn't like Julie at the time but they thought I should wait and make sure the baby was mine. My parents and I argued a lot after that. Later they told me they didn't really trust Julie. I knew it had to do with her sexiness.

My parents are rather wealthy. Dad owns a franchise of five car dealerships in different cities in Ohio. He told me someday that he hoped I would be managing one of them. I've worked at his dealerships all through high school. I spent my college summers learning many of the operations. I've always drove a sporty car, which was owned by the dealership. I have to say it attracted girls.

Julie knew my parents were wealthy and I would be having my own dealership. My parents were worried that Julie was more interested in the future money than she was with me. I believed she loved me and I wanted to do right by her.

After graduation from college, my dad offered me a position of manager of the parts department at one of the dealerships. I was really happy about it but when I told Julie, she went berserk on me. She said I should be the manager of the whole damn dealership, after all my dad was the CEO. I tried to explain to her that I still had a lot to learn but she wouldn't listen.

I wrote it off to her being pregnant. She was also pissed at me for getting her pregnant. She said I ruined her figure. Things didn't go well during her pregnancy. We had a nice apartment but she wanted a bigger more luxury one or a big house or even a fancy condo. I told her someday we would have one but we were just starting out.

She blamed my parents for not giving us more money. She would always say how rich they were and could afford to give us more. Julie was adopted so she didn't have a lot of money. She was smart and was able to go to college with grants and scholarships. We both received business degrees. I used mine to help with the dealerships and hers was leaning toward selling real estate.

In her fifth month of pregnancy, she lost the baby. I felt really bad; I wanted the child and was changing my life to be a good husband and father. I no longer went to parties and got drunk. I worked longer hours to put away money to help provide for our child. I believe it hit me harder than it did Julie when she lost the baby.

After the miscarriage, she went to the gym and exercised a few days a week. She said she wanted her body back. It was a couple of months later that she was offered a position in a large real estate agency.

Chapter 2

Tony took me back to my room. Annie came in and asked how things went. Tony said that I did great and would be on my feet in no time. Shortly after I was settled in, my parents came in to see me. They smiled at Annie as she left to do her rounds and both of them came over and hugged me.

Mom was crying and even Dad had tears in his eyes. The last time I talked to Dad, we'd argued. It seemed like it was yesterday. It had something to do with Julie and I coming over for Christmas, but Julie had told me she wasn't going. I remember Dad saying that Mom had planned a nice dinner and that my older sister and her family would be there.

It was like water under the bridge now. My dad hugged me and held me in his arms. I never remember him being that emotional. They asked me how I was and how things were going. They said they would be staying a few days at a nearby motel. They would be in to see me over the next couple of days.

I explained to them that my memory wasn't the best. I could remember a lot of things, but nothing of the accident or where or what I was doing prior to it. I asked them if they knew or had they talked to Julie. I must have hit a nerve because my dad got mad and told me Julie was a cheating wife and took me for everything I had and wanted me dead. My mom had to calm him down.

"What do you mean she took me for everything we had? We're still married aren't we?"

"In name only," my dad said. "I'll do my best to explain it all to you. Are you sure you're up to it? It's a very messed up situation."

I had to wonder, what the hell happened? I told my parents that I wanted, no, I needed to know everything. I let them know that Annie explained my condition after the accident and was told Julie rarely came in to see me.

Mom said, "That Annie is a Godsend. If it wasn't for her you might be...dead now." Mom started crying. Now I was more confused than ever.

"Son," said Dad. "When we saw you after the accident you were in a coma. You were pretty messed up. Annie said you were on life support to keep your heart beating and to help your lungs receive air.

"The next day Julie arrived with some guy as old as me and said she wanted you taken off life support. She said you always said you never wanted a machine to keep you alive."

"That's not exactly true. I told Julie one time that I wouldn't want to be a vegetable the rest of my life if my brain was dead. I said it after we saw a movie. Maybe that's why she said it."

"Thank God she didn't have it in writing. Annie was determined to keep you alive. She said your brain and heart were both functioning but that they needed a little help because of the accident. It would take time to heal.

"Julie and Annie argued about it and Julie went to the hospital administrator to see what could be done. The administrator said that since it wasn't in writing that the hospital could keep a patient on life support for thirty days. It was in the best interest of the patient to help his body recover. Julie ran off and got a lawyer came back and said she would fight it."

"Why was she so adamant about life support? We never discussed it other than that one time watching a movie. I don't understand why she would do that."

"You're not going to like this but we'll tell you why we think she wanted you off of life support," my Dad explained. "Your life insurance with the company was two-hundred fifty thousand dollars. If you died as a result of an accident it would pay double, which would be a half-million dollars. The double indemnity would only be good for ninety days. After that, the policy would only pay out the two-hundred fifty thousand. Still a large amount of money."

"So you're saying she wanted to do it for the money? It's hard to believe she hated me so much. I know we had our differences but to want me to die..." I know I had tears in my eyes.

My dad continued, "She got herself a lawyer, but according to the hospital policies they had to wait thirty days before unhooking you from the life support systems. At the end of thirty days, Julie was back with her lawyer and being your wife, demanded you be taken off life support.

"The administrator had no choice but to comply. Annie went to the hospital board and demanded that your feeding tubes be left in. The board agreed that not letting you have nutrition would be the same as letting you starve to death. They left in the feeding tubes but undid life support of your body functions such as the heart and lungs.

"We fought along side of Annie but they considered your wife as the decision maker. You were breathing on your own and every couple of days Annie ran an EKG and other tests. Your body seemed to be getting stronger. Julie and her lawyer went to court and got an injunction to remove your feeding tubes in another three months.

"Annie fought it but lost. In two more weeks, they would have removed your feeding tubes. You owe your life to that young woman. She fought for you the whole time. I don't know if you know this but Annie's dad is the hospital administrator and her mother is a surgeon in this hospital."

I could hardly believe what I'd just heard. My wife wanted me dead and Annie fought for me the entire time. I asked my father about my job and he said it was still there for me when I returned to work. Cindy, my secretary was handling the position while I was gone. She is a middle age woman with a family and never wanted a management position.

I found out that she had visited the hospital and talked with Annie who told her I would recover, so Cindy held my position for me. She was more knowledgeable about the business than I was. I have learned a lot from her over the years.




Coma



Over the next few days, a lot of things happened. I was trying to remember what all happened in the days before my accident. Tony worked with me and I was now walking with crutches but taking it slow. My parents came in everyday and told me more things about Julie; none of it good.

She had taken all our savings, which was around twenty-five thousand dollars. She tried to get the insurance company to give her the money for my car but the company owned it, so dad received the money. I found out she maxed out our joint credit card to the tune of fifteen thousand dollars.

My mom told me that Julie had me taken off our lease and was now living there with her boyfriend at our apartment. Mom and Dad went with the police to my old apartment, removed my personal things, and put them in their garage for safekeeping. Most of the stuff was keepsake items and clothes. They did get my phone, and other electrical stuff. I guess I was a broke homeless person right now. My parents told me not to worry, that they didn't give Julie my disability checks. They'd put them in a special account for me.

Julie tried to get them, but she was not able to except as a beneficiary and I wasn't dead yet. Dad said my back pay was near fourteen thousand dollars and I'd be able to get another company car. I was very grateful to my parents.

I gave a call to Cindy who was excited to hear my voice. I explained to her that I was trying to piece my life together in the week before my accident. She said that she kept my daily calendar with all my appointments in it and maybe that would help. She came to see me and said she was happy that I was getting better. She couldn't wait for me to come back to work so her life could get back to normal.

****

Back to Annie, she was there every day to see me. I have to admit I was a bit embarrassed when she removed my catheter. She smiled at me and said it wasn't the first time she saw my private areas. She gave me sponge baths regularly. I thanked her time and time again for all she had done for me. How do you thank someone for saving your life?

Annie grew on me and I constantly thought about when we used to be together in class. If I wasn't with Julie at the time, I know I would have dated Annie. I guess I picked the wrong girl.

It had now been three days since I woke up and Julie still hadn't as much as called. My parents were going back to Cleveland, but would be back the following week to see me. I still worked out with Tony who told me that Annie had fixed him up with another nurse that was a friend of hers. He suggested that maybe the four of us could go out sometime.

It occurred to me that he was talking about Annie and me. I told him I would like that, but wanted to wait until I could walk on my own and besides, Annie would have to agree to go out with me. Tony just smiled.

Annie would stop by after her shift everyday and talk with me. We talked about my life with Julie and why we got married. I told Annie that I knew everyone considered me a playboy. My parents were wealthy and I got most everything I wanted.

During high school, I dated and bed a number of girls. When I started college, I was one of the party animals. It was parties for me most every weekend. I slept with my share of women but usually practiced some sort of safe sex. Why I was telling Annie all of this, I just don't know. I guess I wanted to let her know I'd changed.

It was when I met Julie that I stayed with one woman. I met her at a party and she was the sexiest woman I'd ever been with. We hit it off and all my friends would tell me how lucky I was. The funniest thing is, it was all about the sex and being with the one woman most other men wanted. We became a couple and when she got pregnant, I felt I had to do what was right.

I mentioned to Annie that Julie and I still attended parties but I never cheated on her and she never cheated on me. That was why I married her. I explained about my parents not trusting Julie and all the things they told me. When I mentioned Julie's miscarriage, Annie just stared at me. That wasn't like her so I asked her what was the matter.

"Justin, Julie wasn't the honorable woman you thought she was. I'm sorry but you deserve to know the truth. I don't know if you remember when Julie and her girlfriends went to Myrtle Beach for a few days."

"Yes I remember, they went two years in a row just to get away from the class work. She asked me to go but I had to work at the dealership and couldn't go," I replied.

"She didn't want you to go and knew you had to work. Why do you think she went with three of her girlfriends? They went to party. It was the nude day party at a private beach."

"How do you know this?" I asked.

"My friend Kelly was one of the three girls that went with her the second year. Kelly started working here and we became friends, and she told me all about it. I didn't know anything about what happened until you were brought in, due to the accident. Do you really want to know what went on? I'm not really comfortable with telling you."

"Please tell me; I want to know since I was living a lie."

"Kelly said that they all partied for three days even though the nude day party was only one day. She said it was one big orgy and that she had a blast and she was drunk most of the time. It was the only time that she was with two guys at once. She did say it was a one-time thing for her. Kelly said she's glad she went but that life style isn't for her. Now she's dating Tony and asked me not to mention it to him. I think she really likes him."

"What about Julie?"

"Kelly said it was Julie's idea to go the second year since she enjoyed the first one so much. Kelly took photos of Julie with her cell phone. Believe me; you don't want to see them. Julie was so out of it that she doesn't even know Kelly took the pictures. She was with as many as three guys at once. Julie is a very sexy woman, every guy wanted a piece of her, and Kelly said they got it. When they were done with her, she didn't look so sexy. According to Kelly, she looked like a drunken whore who had just gotten gangbanged."

"Did you see the pictures?" I asked.

"Yes, it was as bad as any porno I'd ever seen."

"You've seen porno?"

"Oh my God! Yes, the girls in my dorm got hold of some and we watched them. I have to say it was more funny than sexy. Actually it was somewhat boring at times." I had to laugh after Annie said that about the porno's, but I started to hate Julie for playing me for a fool.

"Maybe, I shouldn't have told you about Julie, I'm sorry," replied Annie.

"No, I'm glad you did. I needed someone to tell me the truth. I'm still trying to piece my life together. Is there anything else you can tell me besides Julie being a slut?"

"I didn't say that she was a slut, even though she was," said Annie. "I don't think she had a miscarriage either, but I can't prove it."

"What do you mean? You think she had an abortion?" I asked. "What makes you think that?"

"She went to a Family Planning clinic and during the procedure she had complications and was brought to the hospital and they finished with the miscarriage."

"So why do you think it was an abortion?"

"People go to Family Planning for abortions. If they are miscarrying, they usually come to the hospital. I can't prove anything but I thought you should know."

"She didn't seem as sad as I was at the loss of our baby. Maybe it wasn't even mine. She started exercising the follow week saying she wanted her body back. After a couple of months she went back to work at the real estate company."

After Annie left, I started looking through my calendar book for last December. I noticed two calls from a Norma Wilson, both in late December. I notice the last one was on December 22, the day of my accident. I decided to call her and maybe she could shed some light on the twenty-second.

I called the number on the calendar; a woman answered and I asked for Norma.

"This is Norma," she replied.

"I'm Justin Wright..." and Norma seemed astonished.

"You're awake! Oh my God. I'm so sorry; I'm surprised to hear from you. I haven't heard from you since your accident. Rob said you weren't going to make it."

"Norma, my memory isn't the greatest right now and I'm trying to piece together my last few days before the accident. Can you remind me of why you called me?"

"The first time I called was to tell you I thought your wife was having an affair with my husband. I called you on the twenty-second to tell you that I found out they were meeting at the Holiday Inn. You told me you had to know for sure and was heading there to find out for yourself. The next thing I'd heard is that you had an accident and were in a coma."

"I think I'm remembering the call. Is your husband Rob? I heard that my wife came to the hospital with a Rob somebody the next day."

"Yes it is, but we're in the middle of a contested divorce. He left me for your wife. He moved out of the house and in with your wife right after Christmas. Our kids want nothing to do with him. They really aren't kids anymore, they're in their twenty's. He came up to us after Christmas and said he loved another woman. He's paying alimony and I'm receiving half our assets.

"I am half owner of the real estate business but I don't work there anymore. I hope the information helps you out. I won't be talking to you anymore. My attorney said I shouldn't be talking with your wife or her friends. It all has to do with the divorce. I am happy to see that you recovered. Take care."

Wow! I lay back on the bed and thought about what Norma had said. It was all beginning to make sense to me. Julie said she was going to the company Christmas party and I asked her why she didn't ask me to go. I remember her saying it was for employees only.

It was then that I received the call from Norma and decided to check it out. She told me there wasn't any Christmas party and my wife was meeting her husband. Damn! It was all making sense now.

I wasn't sure where I was going from here but I knew I wanted a lawyer and start divorce proceedings. I wanted out of this marriage as soon as possible. Ken, my lawyer came to see me the next day. I explained the situation to him and he said he would get right on it.

Annie came in to see me and I explained everything I had found out from Norma. She smiled when I told her I had talked to my lawyer and getting started on a divorce. She told me she had some news for me. I was doing better than expected on my rehabilitation and would be released from the hospital in a couple of days.

I would still have to come in for an hour or so each day and work out with Tony. I could also start eating soft foods, but not to overdo it. Now I had a new problem. Where was I going to live on such short notice? I couldn't move back to Cleveland with my parents. I was hoping to get back to work within a couple of weeks.

Annie told me not to worry about it. She would take care of everything. I don't know what I would have done without her. Tony was right, she was one special lady.

I was up and moving around using a walker but I could get by with a walking stick when necessary. I was still a bit unsure on my feet. I was eating lunch when low and behold who comes in to see me but, Julie. She didn't seem the least bit happy to see me.

"Your lawyer called and stated you want a divorce." That was the first thing she said to me. No hello, how are you or glad to see you're finally awake. Of course she wasn't happy, but she could have lied to me like she's been doing for the last couple of years.

"Yes I do. You've been cheating on me since I met you," I told her.

"Who told you that, Miss Prissy, your housemaid? Maybe it was your parents who never liked me. Let me say one thing; I'll go down fighting. You'll be paying some big alimony for what you put me through. You owe me for sticking around." I couldn't believe what she was saying to me.

I responded, "You got to be kidding! You go fucking your boss and move him in to my apartment. I know his wife kicked him out and is getting a divorce. I also found out that you fucked a dozen guys at the nude day party you went to, two years in a row."

"Who told you that? That's a lie," she replied.

"Pictures don't lie and I got my hands on some."

"Bullshit! You're bluffing, you don't have any pictures." She looked a bit worried.

"You'll get a chance to see them at our divorce hearing. I'm sure Rob would be interested in seeing his slut girlfriend at play."

"You wouldn't dare! You leave Rob out of this."

"So, I see you're admitting it and afraid you might lose your meal ticket. I also know you cheated on me with Rob the night of my accident. I even have proof of that." I was making up a few things but I could probably get Norma to testify if I needed too.

"I do have a question I would like answered. Was the baby that you aborted even mine?"

She looked like she had seen a ghost, got up and left the hospital. It was the day I was released from the hospital that my lawyer said that Julie agreed to the terms of my divorce. I asked him what terms, since I didn't have anything.

"She doesn't get any alimony and she has to pay half the credit card bill that she ran up since it was a joint account. I know she took the money out of your savings account but you can't get any of that back. Since your name was taken off the apartment lease, you have no expenses there. You will be free and clear of her. All she asked for is that no pictures of her in compromising situations be shown. You never told me about any picture so I just went along with it. This is a pretty easy settlement. The only thing is, she wants a 'no-fault' divorce."

"Sounds good to me Ken. How long before I'm free of her?"

"I believe it could be over in just about a month if you both agree to the terms and she has already agreed to it but not signed it yet."

Annie came in after my lawyer left and asked me how it went. I explained the terms of the divorce and she laughed, knowing I didn't have any pictures of Julie having sex with anyone. Now my biggest problem was to find a place close to the hospital to live until I could get a vehicle and when to start back to work.

Annie told me she had my living problem taken care of. She has a two-bedroom condo a half mile from the hospital. I could stay there for the time being, until I could work out other arrangements. The hospital hospitality bus went right by her condo and I could ride it to therapy everyday. She said that way she could make sure I ate right.

I didn't know what to say. This angel saved my life, took care of me and now offered me a room in her home. "Justin, I like you and consider you a good friend. I just want to help you out, till you get on your feet. No strings attached."

I wondered if I would have a problem living at her place. I knew I was developing strong feelings for her, but didn't know if it was because she was so nice and helped me out or because I was falling in love with her. I thanked her and agreed to stay at least a few days. I needed some time to get my affairs in order, do my rehabilitation and find out where my life was headed.

I went to therapy and Tony said he heard of my good fortune that I was staying at Annie's place. "I knew she liked you," said Tony. "Don't hurt her and always be honest with her. She's one of my best friends. I've never known her to let someone stay at her place. You're one lucky guy."

Annie put me in a wheelchair to wheel me out of the hospital and to the hospitality bus. She helped me on and we headed to her place. I was both excited and nervous as we pulled up to a gated housing unit. This was one ritzy area. We got off the bus and the guard at the gate smiled as he greeted Annie.

"Roy," she said to the guard. "Can you give my friend Justin and I a lift to my condo? He will be staying with me and going to rehabilitation each day."

"Anything for you Annie," he said with a smile on his face. He gave me a look that said, 'you better not hurt Annie', but acted nice enough.

Her place was really nice and exceptionally clean. It was two steps up to the porch and then into the house. I looked around; the place was immaculate. "Annie, I know it's none of my business but are you rich?" Since my parents were wealthy I grew up having many of the finer things in life and never worried about money till I married Julie and had to make it on my own.

She laughed, "My parents are and I've done pretty well for myself. Most people don't know and I hope you won't spread it around. I had a lot of guys asking me out when they found out who my parents were. I guess they thought the way to their future was through me."

"Why are you doing all this for me? Help me understand. We were lab partners and never even hung out with the same people. As I understand more about my life I'm finding out you've done more for me than anyone ever has. I understand my parents helping me but why are you doing so much?"

"Justin, you must know by now that I had a big crush on you in college. I would often dream about us being a couple. Needless to say, that dream was crushed when you married Julie. That didn't mean I no longer liked you. I've seen what you've been through and I couldn't stand by and do nothing. Those feelings I had are still there. Now, let me show you around."

Did she just say she still liked me, I asked myself?

I walked with a sturdy cane as she showed me the apartment. Her place was big, clean and very well kept. She showed me to my room and all I could think about was being with her in the big king size bed. She pointed to her room across the hall but we didn't go into it. There was a bath across from my room. There was another bath off her bedroom which she said she uses.

The living room was decorated like a woman would have. There was a couch, loveseat and a lounge chair. There was also a big screen TV. Annie said she didn't watch it much.

Off the beautiful kitchen was a patio with a hot tub. I looked over at Annie and pictured her in a bikini getting into the hot tub. "You can use the hot tub but be careful getting in and out. I don't need you falling and suing me," she smiled.

I didn't have many clothes, hell I didn't have much of anything right now. Annie handed me a couple of shopping bags. She said she went and bought me a couple of outfits so I would have something to wear. I had called my parents and told them where I would be staying and they were blown away. They said they would bring some of my clothes and I could go through them and see what still fit me.

I couldn't help but think that this was the kind of place Julie talked about having. I realized now that she was all about money and material things. How could I be so stupid and not see through her. She had the looks, that was for sure. I guess she was all about sex and money. 

My parents were wealthy but I blew most of my money on good times. I started saving after we got married and Julie took all of it. I remember my parents telling me they weren't going to fund Julie and my life. It was time for me to take care of myself and family. Dad did give me the managers job that paid a thousand dollars a week. I thought it was great but it just wasn't enough for Julie.

Annie said she would make us some dinner. She told me to sit down and relax. I couldn't do it, I got up and went into the kitchen to help her out. I didn't want to take advantage of her and have her waiting on me. Together we made a simple meal, sat in the living room, and watched a little TV while we ate.

Afterwards we talked about how we would do things. It was mostly, play it by ear as we went along. She would get up in the mornings and leave for work. She usually drove but sometimes used the bus. She did tell me I had full use of her place but I had to clean up after myself. I laughed when she said she wasn't my maid. We both started laughing. God! Was I falling in love with her?




Coma



She put on her PJ's and I had on a pair of shorts. I sat in the easy chair and she sat on the couch with her feet under her. We watched TV but I spent more time looking at her. She really was an angel. She looked, acted and talked like one. I had to wonder why she wasn't with anyone. She was definitely worth keeping.

It was getting late and we headed for bed. Annie said goodnight and I watched her close her bedroom door. I lay on my bed and went to sleep thinking about Annie. I wasn't sure if I was dreaming but I heard that voice singing the song I remember hearing while in the coma.

Forgive me for wanting you so

But one thing I want you to know

I've loved you since heaven knows when

There! I've said it again,

I sat up in bed and thought about the song. I got up and opened my door. About the same time, Annie came out of her bedroom dressed for work. "Oh, hi Justin, I hope I didn't wake you."

"Did you just sing a song while in the shower? You sure smell good."

"Thank You,' she smiled at me. "And yes, I'm always singing. Why? What's the matter? Did it bother you?" asked Annie.

"God, no! It was beautiful. It was the voice and song that I heard singing to me while in the coma. I told the doctor about it but I don't think he believed me. Did you sing that song to me while I was in the coma?"

"Why yes, I sang it quite often. Sometimes I would sing to you and other times read to you."

"What is the name of the song?" I asked.

"There! I've Said It Again by Bobby Vinton. Do you like it?"

"Yes, I love it. Will you sing it for me sometime?"

"Maybe, but not right now, I have to leave for work. I'll see you later at the hospital. Don't forget to call the hospitality bus to pick you up. Also, if you call the guardhouse Roy will drive you to the gate. Take care, ok."

I don't know why I did it but I leaned over and kissed her. I know it surprised her. She turned and went to leave without saying anything.

"Annie," she turned toward me, "I... I'm not sorry I kissed you."

"I'm not either," she said, as she walked out the door.

****

Over the next couple of days, I went to therapy and Tony and I talked. He asked me how it was going with Annie and I told him it was great but there was a little tension. He told me to talk to her and let her know how I felt.

That same day my parents came by and brought me some of my personal items. They said they heard Annie had a nice place. When Annie came in, they hugged and kissed her. Damn, they loved her too. They offered to take us out for dinner and Annie accepted.

They asked Annie about a restaurant and lounge they had seen on the way in. Annie told them it was a local hangout for a lot of the hospital staff and the food was good, so we went there.

My parents said they would be in town just the one night and needed a motel room. They wanted to take me to the dealership the next day so I could order a vehicle to drive and I could talk with some of the people I worked with who were wondering when I was coming back.

Annie insisted that they stay at her place. She said they could have my bed and I could sleep on the couch, which converted into a bed. Dad started to say something but mom interrupted him and said they would stay. It would give us all more time together.

It seemed Annie knew most everyone in the restaurant as they all greeted her. There was a DJ playing some soft music for the patrons. He waved at Annie and she smiled back at him. I felt a bit jealous that everyone was friendly with Annie. When we were about done with our dinner, the DJ made an announcement.

"May I have your attention please? I know this isn't karaoke night but we have with us tonight a three time winner of our monthly karaoke contests. She hasn't been here for a few months so with a little applause maybe we can get her to sing for us. Annie Peterson, come up and sing for us, please!"

The people started clapping and my parents and I joined in. At first, Annie shook her head no, but my dad said he would love to hear her so she went up to the stage. She whispered to the DJ and he got a song ready for her.

"I've been singing this song for awhile now, and it just kind of stuck with me. I would like to dedicate it to a good friend." She looked over at our table when she said it.

The music started and it was the song she had been singing to me. The one she sang in the shower a couple of days ago. 'There I said it again by Bobby Vinton'. I knew she was singing to me.

I love you, there's nothing to hide

It's better than burning inside

I love you, no use to pretend

There! I've said it again

I've said it, what more can I say?

Believe me, there's no other way

I love you, I will 'til the end

There! I've said it again.

She sang with such emotion. I was so happy for her that my eyes were watering. Damn, could she ever sing. There was no doubt, she was the woman I'd heard singing in my dreams.

I couldn't believe what my dad said to me. He knew I was always a playboy and had been with a number of women. It was one of the reasons he didn't want me marrying Julie.

He leaned over and said to me, "Son, if you ever hurt that girl, I swear I'll put you back in the hospital." The thing is, I think he meant it.

Everyone stood and clapped for her and asked for another song. She thanked them and said maybe next week, and came back to the table. My dad told her she was fantastic and I jumped in and agreed with him. Mom told her she had a beautiful voice.

We all went back to the condo and talked awhile. Annie said she had to be up early to go to work. Mom mentioned that they would be taking me to the dealership. She thanked Annie for her hospitality and letting them stay there. I let Annie know that I would see her at the hospital after my exercises.

When I woke up Annie had already left. Mom said she had coffee with her before she left and to tell me she would see me later. I know Mom wanted to give me the third degree about women, but knew I heard it a dozen times by now. "Just be careful Justin, she's a wonderful girl and I know she cares for you, that's all I ask," was all she said to me.

"Mom, between you and me, I really care for her too and there is nothing I would do intentionally to hurt her."

After dad got up, we headed for the dealership. It was nice seeing all the people I worked with. Cindy was the first to give me a hug and I shook hands with most everyone else. I was asked when I was going to return and I told them it would be about two weeks. I would probably start back on half days, but was excited just to come back.

My parents and I went into the office and ordered a new vehicle for me. It would be in the following week. It wasn't a sports car this time but a nice sedan. After saying my goodbyes my parents dropped me off at the hospital. I thanked them for everything and headed into the hospital. The last thing they said was to say bye to Annie for them.

Tony told me I was doing great and it would probably be the last week I would need to come in. He said I should take short walks and do a few daily exercises. He asked me about Annie and I told him we were getting along fine. He said he and Kelly still wanted a double date with us.

He told me he really like Kelly and the sex was great. I had to wonder if Kelly ever told him about her nude day adventure. I have seen Kelly a few times at the hospital but have never really talked to her other than saying hi. I promised Annie I would never mention Kelly's nude day escapades to Tony. It was up to her if she wanted to tell him. It brought my thoughts back to Annie and I wondered about her past. We've never discussed her sexual life, but she was quite aware of mine.

I had lunch with Annie and took the bus back to the house. Two days a week Annie went to classes. She wanted to become a nurse practitioner. I asked her what was the difference between a RN and a Nurse Practitioner, here's what she showed me on a paper.

"A nurse practitioner (NP) is an advanced practice registered nurse (APRN) who has completed advanced coursework and clinical education beyond that required of the generalist registered nurse (RN) role. According to the International Council of Nurses, an NP/advanced practice registered nurse is "a registered nurse who has acquired the knowledge base, decision-making skills, and clinical competencies for expanded practice beyond that of an RN, the characteristics of which would be determined by the context in which he or she is credentialed to practice."

I told her I still didn't understand and she said, it was about advanced as she could go without being a doctor. Her parents were doctors, but she wanted more free time and being a nurse gave her that.

I did my best to try to have something made for our dinner on school nights. I knew she was tired from being on her feet all day. After the first week, I convinced her to use her hot tub. Damn, she was built! She had what I would call the perfect figure. The real hourglass shape and that flat sexy tummy.

She always wore a bathing suit even though I told her we could go naked. It always made her laugh. "You'd love that wouldn't you big boy."

We never kissed since the first day when I kissed her. I've tried and she told me, "No, that I was a married man." She knew I applied for a divorce but she still said no. She actually said to try again after my divorce.

I contacted my attorney and he said there was a slight hold up. When I asked him what it was he told me Julie had a lawyer look at the divorce papers and said she should have insisted on seeing the pictures I'd said I had.

My lawyer said without the photos I still had grounds for divorce but I would have to use adultery and it could be a long drawn out process, as much as six months. My dad was holding up my disability checks until after my divorce so Julie couldn't get her hands on it. Money was tight for me right now. I knew I had to talk to Annie.

That evening after she got home we ate dinner and got in the hot tub. I began rubbing her feet and she looked at me and said, "What's wrong Justin?" She could read me like a book.

I'm having a slight problem with my divorce. Julie wants to see pictures before she agrees to a no contest divorce. Is there a chance Kelly would let you borrow her phone for a couple of hours? Maybe you could run off a couple of pictures for me to give the lawyer. I hate asking you, but I can't ask Kelly.

It was a couple of days later and she did get four pictures and enlarged them at work. She handed me the folder and asked again if I was sure I wanted to see them. I told her I didn't have any feelings for Julie other than spite. I looked at the pictures and couldn't believe what I was seeing. I could definitely see her face and she was taking on two guys in the one picture.

Another showed at least six guys around her and it looked like they came on her face and body. She had a smile on her face. In the last picture, she was fucking a black guy and blowing another one.

"I'm sorry you had to see them Justin. There were a lot more but I figured those were enough." I knew I had hate in my eyes. Julie used me and I was too blind to see it. Annie hugged me and comforted me. I kissed her and she said, "Please Justin, I can't do this now. Please wait."

I asked her if we could talk about her past. I told her she knew about mine but I knew little about hers. She told me that she had an older sister who was also a nurse in the Cleveland area. They saw each other a few times a year. She was married to a pharmacist and had two kids of their own.

"Why aren't you going with anyone? I heard you dated some, is there anyone serious?" I asked.

She kind of laughed. "So you want to know about my sexual past. Ok, I'll tell you. I haven't slept around like you and had sex with anyone that moved and a few that didn't. So you know, I'm not a virgin either. I've had a few boyfriends in my past but I was disappointed, when it came to sex."

"What do you mean?" I really wasn't sure what she meant.

"I guess I read too many books and saw movies where I guess I expected stars and fireworks. I know now that sounds stupid, but I expected more than having a dick in me and the guy cumming and telling me how good I was. I didn't even have an orgasm the first two times. I faked it to make the guy feel good.

"I talked to mom and she said, 'that was just sex, not love.' When I find the right person, it would be different, that I would know. Well, I dated a few guys that I liked and it wasn't all that much better. I did come a couple of times but it was over so quickly, I wasn't sure what to do afterwards and then the guys went home."

"What did you expect besides the fireworks?"

"Maybe some cuddling or something. I felt more used than anything. It wasn't bad but it wasn't what I expected either. I could take it or leave it and for now, I choose to leave it."

"We need to get together and maybe it'll be different for both of us. I never did the cuddle thing either, not even with Julie."

"Gee thanks, but I think I'll pass for now," she laughed and told me to ask again after my divorce. "By the way, my mom and dad want me to bring you to their house this Sunday for dinner. Are you up to meeting my parents?" asked Annie. "They said they wanted to meet the guy that I let live with me. They've both seen you in a coma and I think Dad dropped in once while you were sleeping."

"They know I sleep in a separate room don't they? They probably are wondering when I'm going to move out. I'll have a vehicle soon but I don't start back to work till next week."

"Take it easy Justin. They just want to meet you. My parents trust me to do the right thing. You aren't in a hurry to move out are you?"

"God no! I love it here and I love...anyway, I should start looking for a place after I start back to work. Tony said I wouldn't need to come in for rehabilitation, he said I could just walk and do regular exercising. I don't want to be a burden to you after all you've done for me."

"Justin, I really care for you and you're welcome to stay as long as you want to."

"You'd better watch those words, I might hold you to them." I smiled at her but what she probably didn't know is, I definitely meant them."

On Sunday, we went to her parent's house. It was a beautiful place. They had a live in housekeeper. They treated her like family. I was surprised to find out that Mrs. Peterson, Annie's mother was the one who cooked the dinner. Annie told me her mother loved to cook.

As we ate, they asked me a lot of questions. I did my best to answer them honestly. I really had no idea of how much they knew about me. When Mr. Peterson asked about my wife, I almost choked. I explained to him that we were separated and in the process of a divorce.

Mr. Peterson replied, "Good, I didn't like that woman. I met her a number of times and although she was beautiful, she never had your best interests in mind. Pardon me for saying so, but I believe she was a gold-digger."

"Daddy! You shouldn't say that about other people. After all it was Justin's wife."

"I'm sorry if I offended you Justin, but I call them as I see them and I hate it when people take advantage of others," replied Mr. Peterson. I did have to wonder if he might think I was taking advantage of Annie. I hoped not but wasn't sure.

I changed the subject. "I'm picking up my vehicle tomorrow and hoping to start back to work at least part-time this week. I feel great thanks to the hospital staff and especially Annie." Her parents smiled and said that was nice.

After we left her parents home, I asked Annie if they thought I was taking advantage of her. She said they questioned her about how I'm doing and when I would be back on my feet but never pushed the issue. I told her once I receive my back disability payments, that I would help pay for things.

"Justin, I neither want nor need your money. I'm doing this because I really care for you and hope you feel the same."

"I do, but you won't even let me kiss you and I'm willing to make love to you. All you have to do is ask."

"Justin, you're still married whether you like it or not. I know that if we kiss or become even remotely intimate, it won't stop there. As I told you before, we'll see what happens after your divorce."

****

On Monday, I went to the dealership by bus. It was my first day back to work and it didn't take me long to get back in the swing of things. Cindy updated me for over an hour on some new procedures she'd put in place. She said she was honestly happy that I was back. She could now devote more time to her family.

I got my first call from Dad who welcomed me back to work. My lawyer called and said he had given Julie the photos over the weekend and she was really pissed. She really didn't think they existed and wanted to know who took them.

It was late morning when Julie called me and demanded to know who took the pictures. "Listen Bitch!" I said to her. "I don't have to tell you anything, but I will." I made up a story to tell her. I didn't want her to know they came from Kelly.

"One of the guys at your party took them after he fucked your ass. He sent them to me because he hates wives who cheat on their husbands. There are a lot more where those came from. Now sign the damn divorce papers or I'll re-file today using adultery and all the photos of my dear wife."

"Are you going to give me the photos if I sign?" she asked.

"Hell no! Now stop playing games. I'm going to call my lawyer after lunch and see if the papers are signed. If not, you aren't getting a second chance. As I said, I'll go public with the photos. That should do a lot for your dearest Rob and his real estate business."

She started to say something but I hung up on her. Even though I had my door closed, I must have yelled somewhat loud. Cindy gave me the thumbs up sign and smiled at me.

I did call my lawyer a few hours later and he said Julie did come in and signed the papers. He would be taking them to the courthouse that afternoon. I asked him if I would have to go to court and he said I was through with Julie. I wouldn't have to see her again. I asked him about his fee and he told me he would take it out of the seventy-five hundred that Julie had to pay on the credit cards.

I called Annie at work and told her the good news. I told her I wanted to celebrate. She laughed and asked me if I would like to go to the karaoke bar on Saturday with Tony and Kelly. I told her it would be nice and we could talk about it that night.

I left the office a couple of hours early and picked up some Chinese takeout for us for dinner. Annie asked me if I had a problem going out with Tony and Kelly.

"I know Tony's a ladies man and likes you. You told me Kelly is a little on the loose side and I don't want to share you. I wonder if they have other ideas."

"Justin, if I didn't care for you so much I'd be mad at you. Do you really believe I'd sleep around? Yes, Tony is a ladies man, but he really does care for Kelly. As I told you before, Kelly was sexually active. She still is but only with Tony. They're thinking about getting married. What about you and your past? It's a bit wild too." She had a point there.

"Kelly likes Tony so much that she told him about the nude day party she attended. He doesn't know your wife was involved or that you know about Kelly. They are a couple now and said they don't keep secrets from each other. The Karaoke bar as I mentioned is the hangout for many of the hospital workers. I'll even sing a song for you. I promise you that I won't be having sex with Tony or anyone else as long as I'm with you, and not with you till your divorce is final."

We went out with Tony and Kelly to the Karaoke bar and lounge. I use a walking stick but don't really need it most of the time. I drove my new vehicle and Annie and I met Tony and Kelly at the lounge. There were dozens of people there from the hospital and I even recognized a few.




Coma



Everyone knew Annie. I was getting a little jealous when all these guys were hugging her. She looked over at me and smiled. I think she hugged them on purpose. We ended up sitting at a table with eight of us. Annie introduced me to everyone at the table. A few I had met before.

We ordered drinks, I had ginger ale, and Annie drank wine. I wasn't ready for alcohol yet. I was still taking some prescription medication. We ordered a lot of different appetizers instead of dinner. Everyone wanted finger foods. The music started and they had a number of people singing. Some were really good, others not so much.

Tony asked me if I was going to sing and I told them I couldn't carry a tune in a basket. There were four of us guys at the table and Annie said we should go up and sing together. "It's just a lot of fun, please try it." She's hard to refuse so the four of us guys got up and asked for YMCA.

We were getting into it and even though we sounded terrible, everyone in the lounge joined in and did the YMCA motions. The girls at our table stood up and joined in. It was a lot of fun and when we went back to our table, we all got a kiss from the girls we were with. It was the first time Annie ever kissed me in front of anyone.

After we all calmed down the DJ said it was time to hear a professional and everyone laughed. He then asked Annie to come up. She went up and said she had a song on her mind and decided it was as good a time as any to sing it. She nodded to the DJ to start the music.

She began to sing, 'I Can't Stop Loving You' by Ray Charles

I can't stop loving you,

I've made up my mind 

To live in memories of the lonesome time

I can't stop wanting you,

it's useless to say So

I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday

It was unbelievable the emotions she put into the song. I was getting goose bumps listening to her.

They say that time heals a broken heart 

But time has stood still since we've been apart

I can't stop wanting you, 

it's useless to say So 

I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday.

When she finished singing, she received a standing ovation. I was the first to stand up. The audience said they wanted more, they wanted Annie to sing another song. She looked over at me and smiled and I smile back.

She told the audience that she loved the old songs from the late fifties and sixties. It's the music she grew up listening too. Her grandparents and then her parents played the same type of music. She did say she was dedicating this song to a special friend. It was the second time she dedicated a song to me. This time it was 'Loving You,' by Elvis

She began singing with the same amazing emotions. She put her soul into her singing.

I will spend my whole life through

loving you, loving you.

Winter, summer, spring-time, too,

loving you, loving you.

Makes no difference where I go or what I do.

You know that I'll always be loving you.

If I'm seen with someone new,

don't be blue, don't be blue.

I'll be faithful I'll be true;

always true, true to you.

There is only one for me, and you know who.

You know that I'll always be loving you.

I knew I had tears in my eyes when she came back to the table. I hugged her, she sat down, and everyone told her how great it was. Kelly asked her who the special friend was and started laughing. Annie kind of hit her on the arm.

When we got back to her condo, I began hugging her and kissed Annie. She held me tight and kissed me hard then she pushed me away. "Justin please, we can't do this now. I don't feel right about it. Wait till your divorce is final and we'll see about being more intimate then."

I had to wonder if she was afraid that if we got together and it wasn't any better than her previous encounters, that she would wonder if we should be together. My feelings for her were strong and I told her I loved her and would wait till she was ready. She did kiss me one more time and said, "Thank You."

I had trouble getting to sleep that night. All I could think about was making love to Annie. Eventually I did fall asleep.

Two weeks went by and I was told that on Friday I had to go to Cleveland to a managers meeting. My parents suggested I spend the night and I could drive home Saturday morning. I mentioned it to Annie and she agreed with them. It would be the first time since I'd moved in with Annie that I wouldn't be with her at night.

On Thursday, my lawyer called and said my divorce would be final the next day. I called Annie and she said she was happy for me. Since I was going out of town on Friday, Annie said we could celebrate my freedom on Saturday.

****

On Saturday morning, I drove home. It might seem odd but I really missed Annie. I pulled up in her driveway and I noticed all the curtains and drapes were closed. I never remember her having them drawn in the late morning. It did bother me a little, as I unlocked the door and the lights were on.

I called out, "Annie! Are you here?"

She came out of her bedroom in a light robe. She had her hair down and I have to admit, she looked quite sexy. "Justin, I have something to say to you."

"What is it and why are the curtains drawn?" I asked. "Are you ok?"

"Do you know that today is 'National Nude Day'? She asked.

"What? No, I didn't. The only time I've ever heard of it was when you told me about Julie. What's going on?"

"Justin, I love you with all my heart, but I think you know that. I want to celebrate 'Nude Day' with you, only you, that's why the curtains are closed. She undid her robe and let it drop. God! Was she ever beautiful?

I've seen her in tight clothes and in her bathing suit when we went in the hot tub, but never naked. "Do you want to spend Nude Day with me?" she asked.

I went up to her to kiss her and she told me not until I removed all my clothes; after all, it was Nude Day. I stripped as quickly as I could, including my socks and briefs. I felt a bit self-conscious but when I was naked, Annie asked me to kiss her.

I did, and it was a full-blown kiss. I reached around and pulled her ass cheeks tight against me. I knew I was hard with my cock pushing against her belly. We kept kissing and hugging.

I wanted to have sex with her right then, but she backed away, walked to the hot tub and got in. Looking at her tight little ass was getting to me. I got into the tub and was kind of glad the bubbles hid my hard on.

"Justin, you need to know that I don't do things like this. I wanted the first time with you to be special and Kelly told me I should be sexy for you."

"You talked with Kelly about me?"

"Yes, I know she's ornery and admitted to her doing the nude day thing. We've talked a lot, she is in love with Tony now, and she knows I'm in love with you. I'm not this sexual being and have been afraid that after having sex with you it will pretty much be over but I'm willing to take that chance that we were meant to be together. So Kelly mentioned I should have a nude day celebration with just you and me."

I didn't say anything but went to her side of the hot tub and put an arm around her and kissed her. As we kissed, I put my other hand on her tits and lightly squeezed them. I tweaked her nipples and felt her intake of breath.

I rubbed her belly and slid my hand down between her legs. We stopped kissing and were a few inches apart staring at each other and she slowly spread her legs as I cupped her pussy. She kind of bit her lip as I slid a finger into her and then another.

I could see she was breathing harder as she kissed me. For the first time she gave me her tongue and I sucked on it. As I finger fucked her, she pushed her pussy hard against my fingers. All of a sudden she pulled her head back and said, "Justin, stop! I have to pee! Oh my God, you have to stop, I have to pee?" She was talking so fast and was acting almost scared.

"Honey, just go ahead and pee. Just let it go; you have a good filtering system that will take care of it. Just let yourself go." I kept finger fucking her and she let loose empting her bladder. I honestly believe she had an orgasm at the same time she was peeing.

"I've never felt anything like that before," she said to me.

After kissing her I picked her up and set her on the side of the hot tub. "What are you doing?" she asked me.

I smiled at her and said, "Brace yourself," as I got on my knees and buried my face against her pussy. I tongue fucked her pussy as best as I could. She braced herself with one hand and her other was around my neck.

"Justin, it feels so good. Let's get out of this tub and go to my bed. I want you so much."

We got up and dried off as we went to her bedroom. She got on her bed and I got between her legs and began rubbing my cock up and down against her pussy. It was hard not to just push it in but I did my best to extend the foreplay. I had pre-cum mixing with her juices as I kept rubbing my cock against her opening. Then, it occurred to me, condoms. I knew I had to say something.

"Annie, do I need to use a condom? I don't want to get you pregnant."

"I've been on birth control for years even though it was probably a waist of money. As far as STD's go I haven't been with anyone for almost a year and I know you haven't been with anyone for the last five months. Just fuck me, I want you so bad."

"I'm not just going to fuck you, I'm going to make love to you," I replied.

I began to push the head of my cock into her and watch her pussy open. I'd then pull back and rubbed her slit again. She wanted me so bad that she reached down and pulled her pussy lips aside. I couldn't take it any more and slowly pushed my cock into her till I was all the way in. She screamed out how good it felt and I started pumping slowly in and out of her.

She was mumbling all kinds of things like, "I love you, I've always loved you. You feel so good in me, please never stop making love to me. Oh God, oh God, so good, never stop." As the speed of what she was saying increased I knew she was about to have an orgasm. "I'm coming Justin! Oh God, I'm coming! Feels so good."

Her talking sexy lead me to the brink and I starting shooting my cum into her. I never remember coming this hard. I pushed my cock as deep as I could into her.

"I feel you, I feel you shooting into me. Oh, it feels so good. I've never felt anything like it. I love you Justin. I love you so much."

I kept my cock in her but leaned down and kissed her. "I love you too Annie, maybe I always have." I rolled off of her and lay next to her. 

"Mom was right. Having sex with someone you really like makes all the difference in the world. It's got to be the love aspect that makes the difference," said Annie.

"Are you saying you never had an orgasm?" I asked.

"No, thinking back, I did have some small ones but nothing like this. In fact, I even faked it so the guy I was with wouldn't feel so bad and it would be over. I was worried and had gone to my mom, was checked out physically, and was in great shape. I figured it was just me until mom said some women needed intimacy and love to reach a climax. She told me not to worry or rush into having sex with just anyone. I remember her saying the right guy would come along.

"So I waited. As I told you, sex didn't mean a lot to me. I asked mom how I would know when the right man came along and she just said, 'You'll know, things will feel different.' Then you were brought into the emergency room and I cried. I vowed to take care of you. I remember us kissing in college and it was different."

I leaned over and kissed her again. I began rubbing her nipples and then began kissing them. I started getting hard again and asked her if she was ready for more and she kissed me hard, back. I lay on my back and she got on top of me. My cock was already hard and she held onto it as she aimed it at her pussy and let it slide in.

I could see her expression change immediately. She was hot and ready. I held onto her hips as she rode up and down on my cock. I could hear her start ranting again, about how good it felt. "Shit! Feels so good! Fuck me Justin, never stop. I want you so much." She went on and on telling me how much she loved me and wanted me. I loved hearing her talk. She was really letting herself go.

We fucked for a while and as she screamed out, I came for the second time. She rubbed her pussy hard against me until I was drained. She rolled off of me and lay on my arms and we cuddled, eventually falling asleep. When I woke up an hour later she was in the shower. I joined her, pressed my cock against her butt, and held her tight.

She laughed and said, "Maybe later, right now I trying to clean myself up." I took her washcloth and put soap on it and began washing and rubbing her tits.

"I'm here to help you," I replied. As I was washing her tits, she reached back and grabbed my cock and it began to get hard again. She leaned forward, I put my hands on her hips, and she guided me into her pussy.

"After you come you have to let me clean up. Oh God that feels good," she said.

She came before I did and leaned over even farther so I could push myself even deeper into her. She never turned off the shower and we were getting splashed the whole time. I came and she turned around and washed off my cock and balls.

"Now get out of the shower so I can clean up," she smiled at me. Don't forget this is still nude day so don't get dressed," she reminded me.

I got us both a soda and was sitting at the table waiting for her. When she came into the kitchen, I had to kiss her. God I loved her. What took me so long to know it? I took her ice-cold soda and put it against her back and she jumped about two feet in the air.

"Uhhh, that's cold. Put it against your dick and maybe it will go down," she was laughing. I did have about a half a hard-on.

"What do you want to do about dinner? I have to keep up my strength," I said to Annie.

"We're going to make a homemade pizza. I got all of the ingredients ready this morning." She went in the fridge and began taking out all the toppings. We worked together, got the pizza ready, and put it in the oven.

We thought we'd watch a little TV till the pizza was ready. Annie sat down on the couch and I got on the floor between her legs. "What are you doing?" she asked.

"Having an appetizer," I told her. I rubbed my face in her muff and lowered my tongue to her pussy. She held on to my head as I licked her. I felt her have a mini orgasm. I pulled away, got up, and sat next to her on the couch. "I have to have room for the pizza," I laughed and kissed her with my mouth wet from her juices.

"God, I love you so much," she said to me and then got on her knees between my legs and wrapped her hand as far as she could around my cock. "Bare with me, I've never done this before."

"Honey," I said to her. "You don't have to do it."

"Yes I do,' she replied. "I want an appetizer too." I knew she was doing this for me.

She put her lips around the head of my cock and went forward. She went too far and gagged. She pulled back and I told her to take it easy. I explained to her to wrap her hand around my cock so she could control the depth she was taking. She sucked and licked on the head and I knew I was about to come.

I was about to tell her when she pulled it out of her mouth and kept jacking me off till I shot my load all over her chest. She looked at me with the prettiest smile. I knew she was proud of what she did.

"Eventually I'll suck you to completion but I'm happy with the way it went. The only thing was I just took a shower." She smiled at me and got up to wipe off her chest.

I went in, took the pizza out of the oven, and cut it for us. We sat at the table and enjoyed our dinner. "Are you happy?" I asked her.

"Very, I couldn't be happier," she replied.

"Will you marry me?" I asked her.

She stared at me before saying anything. "Justin, you've just been single for a day. Give it some time. By the way, Mom invited us over for dinner tomorrow. Do you have a problem with going there?"

I knew she was avoiding answering me so I said, "Sure it will give you a chance to tell your parents that I asked you to marry me."

****

We made love again that night. When I woke up in the morning Annie had already showered and was dressed. After my shower, I got dressed and we had a light breakfast together. She asked me if I enjoyed her nude day surprise and I told her it was one of the best days of my life and I wanted us to be together forever.

"Justin, I know I've avoided answering you, but are you ready to get married again? After all, you've only been divorced for a couple days. Do you honestly want to jump back into marriage?"

"Only if it's with you. I don't want to sleep in a room next to you, thinking about being with you. I want to cuddle up to that beautiful ass of yours every night." It made her smile. She still didn't answer me but I knew she was thinking about it.

We headed over to her parents and the minute her mother saw her she knew we'd had sex. She must have mom-dar. (that's sort of like radar, some moms have it) Her mom kissed and hugged her and gave me a hug and a look that said, 'What did you and my daughter do?'

After dinner, Mr. Peterson excused himself for a few minutes. He had some phone calls he had to make. Annie and her mother were cleaning up the kitchen and I went in the TV room. I could hear them talking.

"Mom, Justin asked me to marry him."

"I know you love him, but does he really love you or is he just grateful for everything you've done for him?"

"I truly believe he loves me and I felt the sparks that you told me about. Mom, I love him with all my heart. He said he wanted to get married soon."

"So what about your Dad walking you down the aisle like you always told him you wanted him to do. You are our little girl and we want the best for you. I see you aren't wearing an engagement ring?"

"No, he just asked me last night and again this morning. I haven't given him an answer yet."

"Why don't we all talk about it today? I'm sure it will all work out," said her mom.

Everyone was in the living room when I brought up the subject of Annie and I getting married. Mr. Peterson looked a bit surprised, but Mrs. Peterson looked over at Annie and smiled.

"I understand this is a surprise to everyone. I have to say that I love Annie with all my heart. Is it partly because I'm grateful for all she has done for me? Yes, it's because that's part of her wonderful personality. I know I've only been divorced a couple of days but I want to be with Annie forever."

Mr. Peterson spoke, "Son, are you really ready to get married again? Have you really thought it over? Annie is our daughter and we want the best for her. We don't want her to run away and get married. We want to be part of her wedding. I have planned to walk my little Annie down the aisle ever since she was a little girl."

"Sir, I understand what you are saying and I will go along with whatever Annie decides. I just want to be with her, but I want her to be happy."

Annie speaks; "Justin, I love you and you know that. I suggest we get married in about six months. It will give us time to plan the wedding my parents and I always wanted. It will also give you more time to think about what you're getting yourself into," she had to smile.

"Son," said Mr. Peterson. "There are other things to consider. I suggest that a prenuptial agreement be drawn up. I know you think your marriage will last forever but no one gets married wondering how long it will last. It's not that we don't trust you but it's part of life anymore."

"I'll do whatever Annie wants. I'm not in it for her money, but because I truly love her."

I called my parents and told them the good news. They were really happy for Annie and me. There was no doubt that they loved Annie and thought she was good for me.




Coma



On the way back to Annie's place, I asked Annie about our sleeping arrangements. Were we going to sleep together or in separate rooms? She told me it depended on her mood. If she was horny, I would be in her bed. If she needed sleep or was mad at me for any reason, I would have to sleep in the spare room. She was laughing while telling me this. Needless to say, I cuddled up to her beautiful ass every night.

Mom and Dad came and visited the following weekend. We all went out to dinner including the Peterson's. Our parents got along fine together. My mom handed me an engagement ring to give to Annie. It was an antique ring owned by my grandmother.

I kneeled down on one knee right there in the restaurant and asked Annie to marry me. She said yes and I took her hand and put my grandmother's ring on her finger. She had tears in her eyes, as did the rest of us. We kissed and then enjoyed the rest of our dinner.

I was working full time now and enjoyed my job. Dad had released my checks and I deposited it in a new checking account and put it in both Annie's and my name.

I stopped by the hospital a couple of times a week and had lunch with Annie. She said everyone was happy for her but Tony told me that a few of the guys that were single weren't too happy. Annie told them she was off the market.

Tony also told me that he and Kelly were taking a weeks vacation and flying to Las Vegas to get married. He actually told me that they both had pretty flawed pasts. The idea that she told him about her past he said made the difference. I wished them the best. I didn't let on that I knew about Kelly's past.

Annie and I rarely argued. We might disagree once in awhile, but I have never yelled at her. She's the best thing that ever happened to me. Her mom asked me for a list of people to invite to the wedding. I referred her to my mom who was happy to be included with planning the wedding.

Our wedding was a complete success. Watching Annie walking down the aisle brought tears to my eyes. She looked like an angel dressed in her white dress. I couldn't believe all the people that showed up. Most of the people that worked for dad were there, and I doubt there were many left to run the hospital. I met so many people that I never knew but they all knew about me. Annie had so many friends.

Our reception was fantastic. I danced with Annie and kissed her every chance I could. It was hard to believe that I gave up this woman in college, for a cheating conniving Julie, but now that was all in the past.

I was now with the woman I truly loved and she loved me. On our wedding night we had a suite in a beautiful hotel. We made love and I kissed every inch of her body starting with her tiny feet. I worked my way up to her pussy and sucked on it till she had her first orgasm of the night.

As we fell asleep, she was in my arms. Life couldn't be better.

****

I woke up and suddenly realized I had no idea where I was. I looked around the room and it looked like a hospital room. What was I doing here? Was I dreaming? I tried to sit up and fell back down due to being dizzy. I quickly found the nurses buzzer and pressed it at least a half dozen times. A nurse came running into my room, "You're awake! Oh my God!" she looked nervous as she grabbed her phone and called in the doctor before I could even say anything.

"Where am I? What's happened to me? How did I get here, I can't remember anything!" I screamed out.

"Just stay calm Mr. Wright, the doctor is on his way. He'll explain everything to you. You were in an accident," she seemed nervous, but I didn't know why.

"Where is Annie? Someone please find Annie!" I screamed out.

The doctor came in and I heard the nurse ask him why I was asking for Annie? How did I know Annie was my caregiver?

Was this real or was I dreaming or having a nightmare? I had no idea what was going on. Was it all a premonition of what was to happen to me?

I looked up and there stood Annie, just like I had dreamed about. She was so beautiful and said, "Hi Justin, I heard you woke up and got here as fast as I could. Everything will be all right now."

*

Thank you for reading my story

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Coma



The first thing he knew after a long deep sleep was a sound. 

Someone spoke. The words were "Holy shit." murmured quietly but he heard them, and that seemed marvelous for some reason. In that first moment of consciousness his hearing seemed wonderfully powerful. 

He tried to open his eyes and found that difficult, but he got them open just a sliver and saw that he was lying in bed with the covers thrown back and a pretty nurse standing over him. It was her voice that had awoken him. 

The nurse was looking down at his body holding a rag and not moving. 

She glanced around and then back at his body. Then she shrugged, just a little, and reached out to lift his penis which he now realized was exposed. She proceeded to bath his genitals and he felt profound embarrassment and tried to move to stop her. 

That was when he discovered he couldn't move. At all. 

He tried to speak, but couldn't do that either. He tried grunting, screaming, shaking his fists, kicking his legs and every other form of controlling his body he could think of. Nothing worked. The only control he had at all was the ability to open and close his eyelids a tiny fraction.

Then he tried to figure out where he was and why. His name was Gerald Nelson, he was thirty two and he worked in Natural Gas as a safety co-ordinator. He had been driving to a well site up north last he remembered. Now he was here.

Looking past the humiliating vision of this pretty nurse washing his penis he saw that his legs were both in casts from the knees down and that one of his arms was as well. He was hooked up to numerous machines via tubes and wires and a thin curtain surrounded the bed he was on. He was clearly in an hospital, but what had happened.

The pretty nurse pulled back his foreskin and began to wash around the head of his penis. 

Gerry, as he called himself, had always been embarrassed by his penis. It was big. Oddly big, and it had been the source of a lot of uncomfortable attention in his teens and early adulthood. It was a focal point not unlike a woman's breasts would be if they were enormous. Once people found out about his size it was all he became to them, the guy with the huge cock. 

Every guy thought Gerry must love it, but he didn't, because most women were intimidated by it or simply wanted him because of it. Not much in between. 

Now this nurse was holding it, obviously intrigued by it. She was still doing her job, but she was working slowly and carefully as if it might bite her. 

Gerry's cock, when flaccid like this, was six inches long and between three and four inches around, about the size of an average penis when erect. The nurse was washing him carefully and taking full measure with her gloved hands. He could see her comparing her little hands to it and she bent it around as if testing that it was indeed flaccid. 

If he could have moved or said anything Gerry would have asked her to stop. It was mortifying to be displayed and manipulated like a piece of meat, but his paralysis was complete, save for the tiny amount he could open his eyes. 

Instead he was forced to lie still while she finished bathing him, but continued to hold his cock. She seemed reluctant to let it go.

Gerry had seen the look in her eyes a few times before in others. That rapt fascination. Some women could not help themselves when confronted with that much manhood. 

As she examined him he gazed at her through the tiny slit he could open his eyes. As her exploration of his penis continued Gerry distracted himself by assessing her in return.

The nurse was a sandy haired blonde with tanned skin and a very fit look to her. She looked like an athlete; a runner or gymnast or something that didn't require height. She was only average height, maybe five four or five. 

Her face was kind, almost innocent in the way she was looking at him. She was very pretty, not in a Hollywood way, but more like a girl next door kind of way. She reminded him emotionally, if not physically, of a girl he had crushed on in Junior High but had never dared to ask out.

Even then his penis was known. In gym class the other guys had seen it and asked about it. No-one seemed to think it odd to talk about his size. They teased him about it some, but only in a general way. Among the guys it was joked about the same way they joked about Ken the guy who started shaving first, who had a very thick beard early on. 

Yet with the girls it was different. 

At first it was not spoken of in his hearing, but he could see them checking him out. He could tell when they saw it and what they thought. At that age he, like other boys, would get random erections in school. When he did everyone knew. 

When Gerry's cock was fully erect it was ten inches long and just over seven inches around. Very, very big. At thirty two Gerry was five foot eleven and one hundred and seventy five pounds. At fifteen Gerry was five foot seven and one hundred and forty pounds, and yet his cock had already reached full size. (He'd measured a lot back then.) At that size when he got an erection it was like growing a new arm. 

How could he approach a girl knowing what might happen in his pants? At that age girls were terrified of that overt and large a sexual offer. Their palpable apprehension spooked him and he avoided talking to girls. 

It only got worse in High School when some girls actively sought him out, wanting to see it and touch it. These were the braver girls who seemed willing to experiment with a big cock, but Gerry's self-consciousness didn't allow for him to accept the blatant offers and instead he grew defensive about his cock, not wanting to be defined by it. 

Early failures to be able to penetrate the first few girlfriends he eventually did have in college further alienated him from enjoying his endowment. It seemed more like a curse. 

If only a girl who looked as cute as this nurse would be able to see him as more than a cock. But this girl was now blatantly stroking his pole, trying to get him hard, probably so she could measure it. 

She had both hands around his shaft and she was pumping him up and down. He could feel everything she was doing perfectly so maybe he wasn't paralysed, he thought. Her warm, soft hands felt wonderful. Her slightly open mouth looked sexy, her expression one of shocked amusement. 

He could see her cheeks flushing, and the blush spread down her chest under the loose uniform of pajama like t-shirt and slacks. Even as terrified as he was of why he couldn't move Gerry found her so adorable, so sexually compelling that he got aroused by her ministrations.

His cock grew and grew, filling with blood as she jacked him off and he stared at her precious face. She was really cute. Her blue eyes flashed up at his face from time to time, fearing he would wake, and she froze every time she heard a noise. The obvious anxiety she felt, mixed with the amazement and lust she seemed to be feeling gave her an endearingly vulnerable demeanor, which made him want her even more.

When at last his cock was at full hardness she continued to stroke it. She murmured, "Jesus fucking Christ." And then she held her arm up alongside his cock as she pulled it up from his belly.

It ran from her elbow past her fist and was thicker than her wrist and most of her forearm. 

"Holy fuck. Where would I put that?" she said it very quietly, but Gerry just made it out.

She reached down and cupped his balls, which were slightly larger than average as well, but not by much. 

"What have you got in here, I wonder? How much would come out?" Again she said this very quietly, but watching her mouth he could understand her whispers. 

Her warm palm cupping his testes fell wonderful, and her stroking was feeling amazing, it wouldn't be long before he came at this rate. It felt great to have her firm, competent grip on him. He doubted she jacked off a lot of patients, but her hands were used to touching strangers, he was sure. She had a gentle, but firm touch that soothed him. He was able to forget for a time that he was unable to move.

The nurse massaged his balls as she jacked him off, her face getting closer to his cock as she gazed at it intently. He could see from her eyes that she was getting really horny, her lids had dropped lower, and her pupils were getting huge. Her blue eyes were now almost black with pupil. 

His lack of movement became an issue once more as he felt the first urges to cum tingle in his balls. He couldn't move his hips or in any way aid himself in cumming. Then he wondered if he should cum. It would probably freak her out, and certainly embarrass him. He felt like a teenaged boy with his first girl. Should he/shouldn't he?

Then he realized he might not have an option in this game. The nurse was still jacking him off but she was pumping him faster, as if she wanted him to cum. But maybe she had no idea he was close, she was getting none of the usual signals a lover might get; no heavier breathing, no moaning, no movement. He couldn't even make a vocal noise at all. 

Helpless to stop himself Gerry felt his climax coming on. He tried to think of other things but his mind was blank, all he could think about was her hands on him, the warmth, the smooth feeling as her hands caressed him. It had been a long time since a woman had touched him and he was captivated by watching her cute face, so attentive, so compelled by what she was doing. 

Then he began to shoot his load over his belly. His cock contracted and then spurted a gout of thick sperm onto his flat stomach. The viscous white fluid filled the hollow of his belly button as more jism erupted and the nurse, seemingly reflectively, continued her pumping. 

Her face was shocked, her mouth opening in a surprised "Oh" as if she hadn't even thought something like this could happen. Still stroking him, her hand moved harder and faster as his jism shot out of his tip. 

She moved her face closer, but out of the line of fire. She appeared fascinated by his cock's spasms as Gerry came all over himself. 

His load was big, it always was, but this was big even for him. He had no idea how long he had been in this bed, but long enough that his body was producing more sperm. The bed rest and having a fluid diet might have helped. 

More and more jism spilled out of him as the pretty nurse massaged his shaft and squeezed his knob. It seemed as though she wanted to find out exactly how much he would produce. 

Having no control over himself meant this wasn't the best emotional orgasm he's ever had, but it did feel good, obviously. Gerry accepted it for what it was, watching her face as she stared at his big wet load. 

When he finished cumming she looked at his cock as it softened, and the pool of sperm that gathered on his slowly rising and falling belly. She seemed entranced by his cum. 

"Holy shit." She said again. She released her hold on him, placing his cock to one side, resting on his hip, then she took her gloved finger and put the tip in the pool of jizz. She measured the depth by putting her index finger in his belly button. It was an oddly intimate thing to do, and felt strange. She then pulled her finger back and they both saw that the glove was wet past the first knuckle. 

That was a lot of semen.

Then a clatter of a passing cart of some sort broke the spell of the moment and the nurse quickly wiped his copious ejaculate off his belly with her damp cloth. She cleaned him all over his groin once more and then she gathered her things and left. 

The whole event took less than ten minutes.

Gerry felt violated, embarrassed... and satisfied. Focusing on the latter he basked in the unexpected warmth of a post-ejaculation buzz. And soon sleep took him once more.

When next he awoke it was once more because he heard something. 

Opening his eyes the thin slit he was able to, Gerry saw the young nurse again. She was speaking quietly so he watched her mouth and listened as hard as he could.

"... so let's not have a repeat of last time, okay. I apologize. I don't know what came over me. Well... " She laughed "I suppose you did. And a lot of cum it was." She then pulled his sheets off and starting with his legs began to wash him. Gerry was still unable to move, and he could tell that since she was bathing him again that at least one day must have passed, but he guessed more. 

The young nurse was bathing him calmly, efficiently and professionally so he closed his eyes, relaxed and let his mind wander for a moment trying to remember what happened. 

Gerry worked as a safety coordinator and he did a lot of traveling in his car, alone. Had he had an accident? The last memory he had was of eating in a diner... he thought maybe it had been breakfast. But that was all he had. Before that everything was normal, just his life, the routine of it, the solitude he had surrounded himself with. But after that meal all was blank until he had woken up and the nurse had been bathing him. 

Her firm yet kind ministrations soothed him, like a massage, and he felt his fear and the stress of not knowing what was happening to him fade away. 

The pretty nurse began to hum a soft tune and Gerry listened intently. He loved music, he listened to it a lot in his car and he liked the sound of her voice, quiet and sweet. 

Gerry was a little surprised that he wasn't feeling much pain, just a dull aching sensation in his limbs where the casts were, and a low level but consistent headache. He wondered how long he had been here. 

As the nurse hummed her song and bathed him Gerry began to watch her through his tiny portal into the rest of the world. Her face had a serenity that he found compelling to look at. She was utterly self-possessed and focused on her work, and looked beautiful for being so present.

Her blue eyes were bright and clear as she watched her own hands work. Her movements were graceful and efficient with few wasted gestures. She had to have been an athlete or dancer at some point. She pursed her lips in a slight kiss shape as she worked and it was endearing to see. Everything about her was appealing.

Gerry began to wonder what would happen when she reached his penis again. Would there be a repeat of last time? She had said there wouldn't be, and Gerry found himself torn as to what he wanted. 

The Nurse cleaned his whole body, leaving his crotch for last. She had been so professional the whole time that he almost forgotten what had happened last time she's bathed him, but when she pulled down his boxer shorts and revealed his semi erect penis she stopped moving and stared at his member with rapt attention. Gerry could feel the tension in her, and when she glanced at his face he saw a wildness in her eyes he hadn't seen before.

"Oh boy, Mister. You have one hell of a cock." She whispered. 

Gingerly she picked it up off his belly and used the warm wet cloth on him as she cleaned him. Her hands were slightly shaking as she worked on his shaft and she was breathing shallowly through her mouth. 

The look on her face, a mix of apprehension and fascination, told him this bathing session was no longer in the realm of nurse and patient. She did clean him, thoroughly, but as she did so her hands massaged his manhood and brushed his skin in a more intimate way than she had exhibited at any other point of the process.

Gerry found himself responding to the different touch. His cock grew harder as she manipulated him, her fingers cool on his warming flesh. Then as he grew to full size she simply held his shaft in both hands, unmoving.

"Good lord. This is incredible." Hesitantly she stroked her two hands along his length. "You are making me so horny." 

His nurse began to jack him off slowly, mesmerized by the movement of skin over muscle. Gerry felt rising humiliation at his helplessness. It wouldn't be nearly so bad if he could do anything at all other than witness his own sexual abuse, but she was so intrigued by his cock and so gentle with her hands that lust won out and he felt honest pleasure at her attention.

She was adorable. Just the type of woman he was most attracted too, but this situation was wrong. Mortifying, really. Her hands stroked him all over now, cupping his balls and stroking everywhere. She was clearly enjoying herself. 

Then she lifted his shaft high, aiming his knob into the air and she looked down at it, pointed right at her face.

"This is crazy. What are you doing Amy?" She darted a glance at the door, then back at his face, then she whispered, "Oh for fucks sake." And leaned over taking his knob into her mouth. 

Gerry was stunned as her pretty pink lips stretched around his head, trying to fit as much into her mouth as she could. Just the bulbous knob fit, her mouth only just big enough to take his purple helmet into her face, and as she tried to get more in, she gagged and backed off. 

"Jesus." She whispered, using her hand to wipe away tears that leaked down her cheek. "You are a challenge, buddy." Taking a deep breath she willed herself to relax and then she bent over him once more taking his tip into her mouth, stretching her lips forward taking some of his shaft between them. 

She suckled him a little, letting saliva dribble along his skin, lubricating him. Her tongue danced along his skin tantalizingly sweet. Then she took more of him into her mouth opening her jaw wide to accept his girth. The warm wetness of her mouth felt wonderful on his cock. Gerry had only had a couple women willing to try and suck him and it felt great to be feeling it now. 

Amy, he now had a name for her, moved her mouth around his knob and jacked his shaft while he lay there helpless. After a few moments she managed to get an inch of his shaft into her mouth, he could feel his knob brushing against her teeth as her tongue swirled around his flesh. It felt amazing. 

Tears trickled down her cheeks as she strained to get him further into her mouth , but she soldiered on trying to cram yet more of him between her lips. 

Then she pulled back and gasped for air as her mouth was emptied of his huge cockhead. 

"Wow! That was rough." She said. She wiped away her tears with one hand as she continued stroking his cock with the other. "Sorry big fella. I couldn't do it." 

Amy continued to jack him off and occasionally she would lean over and suck just the tip, or lick his pre-cum out of his urethra. Then when he began to feel an orgasm approaching in the distance, Amy leaned way over and began to suck and lick his balls.  

It felt amazing. Gerry had never had anyone do that before and it was intimate and arousing. His orgasm rushed closer, and once more he wished he could move in any way to make it feel better. 

"Come on big boy. Gimmie that load. I have to taste it." Amy whispered, her mouth pressed to his testicles, her breath warm on his skin. 

She went back to lavishing his balls with love while she used both hands to work his huge cock. Then she began to run her mouth along his length, licking and kissing his shaft, paying close attention to the glans around the base of his head. 

Gerry couldn't hold back, he had no muscular control, so the moment he felt the urge to cum he did. Amy wasn't prepared for him, having no signals coming from Gerry, so the first jet of sperm shot straight up into the air and came back down on her face and his shaft. 

She grunted and lifted her mouth up and over the tip of his knob as he fired the rest of his prodigious load right into her lapping mouth. 

Over and over he spurted his jism into her face as she swallowed all that she could of him her tongue sliding around making him ache with pleasure. Gerry felt like his orgasm belonged to a different person. He couldn't even make noise as he came, but his body felt the thrill of climax, the intensity almost more than he could bear as her slippery tongue washed his knob and urged more and more sperm to rocket out of his member. 




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He was so sensitive that he wanted her to stop, his climax was over, but still she slurped on him, the burning pleasure in his cock unbearable. 

Then finally she lifted her mouth from him and she breathed a huge sigh and wiped her mouth with the same hand that wiped her tears earlier. 

Then she felt the sperm that had landed on her face. She laughed and looked right at Gerry. "You got me good with that one." She smiled and wiped his cum onto her hand and then licked it off. "But it was worth it. You tasted even better than I guessed. I love the taste cum." Then she glanced around and smirked, seeming glad she hadn't been heard speaking like that.

She kissed his knob and let his shaft lay back onto his belly. Then she covered him with a sheet and went to the bathroom. Gerry lay still, he had no choice, and listened to her running water in the bathroom and then pulling paper towel from a dispenser.  

Gerry felt his heart rate slow and his cock shrink back to flaccid, and he was shocked to find he had really enjoyed what had happened. He felt cared for not violated. Perhaps it was Amy's unmitigated pleasure in tasting him, but for whatever reason Gerry was happy to have been used by this seemingly sweet girl. 

When she came back into his room she looked clean and freshly scrubbed. Her face pink and flushed from rubbing.

Amy pulled back his sheet and used the cloth to finished bathing his manhood. Then she returned his underwear over him and tucked him back into his sheets. 

"Thank you. I'm sorry you aren't here to enjoy it, but I had to know what you tasted like." She shook her head ruefully. "I don't know why, but you have really gotten under my skin, big guy."

Then the biggest shock of all, Amy leaned down and kissed Gerry on the lips. It was quick, but the warm pressure of her mouth was the best thing to happen to him in years. Then before he knew it, she was gone. 

As he reviewed the past few minutes in his mind he felt genuine affection for his special Nurse and as he drifted once more into sleep he anticipated the next time he might see her.

There were no dreams in the dark place her went when he slept, so time had no meaning. The next time he knew anything it could have been moments later as far as Gerry knew. 

This time it was an older nurse who bathed hm. 

She too was shocked by his size. She bathed it but her face showed her discomfort and repulsion. He didn't get an erection. 

He remained awake for a time, a slow churning panic at his lack of movement causing him to fight his body, attempting to lift a hand, wiggle a toe or anything to shatter this immobility. 

All attempts failed. 

Exhaustion pushed him back into the darkness and Gerry accepted it, resigned and sad. 

Then Amy returned. 

"Hi big guy, did you miss me?"

Gerry had missed her.

"I missed you. I was thinking about you. I think about you a lot actually. And it isn't very nice. I want to take you home for my very own. My friends would never believe I want to kidnap a patient and have my very own fuck toy, but I think like that sometimes. Pretty awful huh? But this cock..."

Nurse Amy pulled back the sheets and pulled down his shorts to reveal the member she spoke of. 

"I did some research on you, Gerald Nelson. You seem to be a loner. No next of kin on file. Why? I try and imagine you awake. Who you would be? It's a blank slate so I'm flying blind."

Amy bathed him but as she did so she murmured her quiet monologue and periodically stroked his cock lovingly. 

"I suppose its stupid but I really want to know the man beyond the penis. What kind of life did you have? What kind of person are you? I'm hoping you are nice. I'd like it if you were a good person, but guys with big dicks are Big Dicks aren't they?" 

Amy finished bathing his body and began to focus on his member. "What I wouldn't give to fuck this thing. I doubt I actually could, but man it's tempting to try. I would cum like cray, I bet." There were no attempts to bath him yet. Amy simply massaged and explored him as he grew hard under her soft pleasant hands. 

Then before he was fully hard she bent over and took a few inches into her mouth. Her tongue tickled him and he felt himself respond as pleasure permeated his prick and made him crazy. Her warm mouth felt glorious, the swipes of her soft tongue invigorating. 

Jolts of desire raced along his nerves and enlivened him. His cock grew to fullness and Amy was forced to back off and use her lips to bath him as he no longer fit inside her warm mouth.

"God I love this.' She murmured as she suckled along the length of his shaft. Amy was clearly enjoying herself, tasting his skin and caressing his meat. She didn't jack him off so his orgasm grew slowly and incrementally as she pleasured him and pleased herself. 

The joy she took in his cock was something he had never experienced in such detail. It was all about her, his pleasure secondary, and for some reason this didn't bother Gerry like it might have before. He could see that giving a partner pleasure was a joyful experience. 

Then his climax approached and he didn't fight it at all, he simply let go and wallowed in the sensations Amy was gleefully giving him. 

Somehow she sensed his orgasm this time and clamped her mouth over his knob as he sperm began to cascade out and over her tongue. The unbearable intimacy washed over him and he spilled himself into her happily. 

Amy swallowed all he had to give greedily, her mouth working over his knob and making him wild with abandon. For the first time Gerry felt total gratification as he climaxed into a woman.

Then it was over. Amy swallowed and licked her lips as she stood up once more.

"Holy fuck that was great. I almost came just from tasting you." Her face looked concerned as she gazed back and forth between Gerry's face and his cock. "Are you in there? Can you hear me? I apologize if you don't like this. I can't help myself." She looked worried, and scared. 

Amy shook her head and cleaned him with a cloth, far less kindly than usual. She seemed guilty and unhappy. 

When she left he didn't fall asleep right away. It made him sad that she was tormented by this situation. If he could Gerry would try and reassure her that he enjoyed it and that he was now a willing participant. This was the only time he rose up out of the fog of whatever was going on with him medically. Amy had become his only connection with the outside world. 

He needed her.

The next three times he woke it was the older nurse taking care of him. Her evident repulsion of his penis didn't stop her from cleaning him but it was perfunctory, and clearly distasteful to her. Gerry longed for Amy simply so he didn't feel so humiliated by his predicament. 

Each time he woke it was while being washed but he lingered awake for longer and longer. Far from making him happy these periods of wakeful paralysis were torture. The more he tried to move the more frightened he grew as his body resisted his efforts. 

Desperately he wanted to move. He would never take his mobility for granted if he ever regained it. Any tiny wiggle would bring him joy at this point. Over and over he struggled because the utter stillness was terrible distracting. He felt aches and itches and a desperate desire deep in the fibres of his musculature to move. 

Each terrible period of wakefulness ended with him drifting helplessly into the dark void of unconsciousness no more able to move than before. 

The fourth day he woke on his own. No-one there and no apparent sound having disturbed him. He opened his eyes and then blinked and held them wide open with shock. 

His eyes had opened all the way. 

Looking around he discovered that he could see the room fully. He was still unable to move his head or any other part, but his eyes opened fully and he wept with joy. Something was different. The mere ability to open and close his lids at will felt like the ability to dance it was so glorious. 

Gerry fluttered his eyelids in a show of exuberance. Fully manipulating the only motion available to him he mentally leaped for joy like a free man tasting the wind. 

Soon that tiny movement paled and lost its lustre. Gerry was still ebullient, but now he merely gazed around himself and looked at his body as best he could. It looked like he was all there and the pain was less, but he could feel where his legs and arm were broken. His skull ached along the back but it wasn't excruciating. 

He was healing.

For a long time-an hour?- he struggled to move any other part of himself but he failed to add to the glory of moving his eyelids and soon he grew tired and drifted to sleep once more. 

When next he woke it was dark and for a moment he thought he had lost his ability to open his eyes. Then he heard sounds and realized his eyes were open but that the room had no light. He saw movement at the foot of his bed. 

Amy.

She was there, dressed in a t-shirt and skirt, her hair hanging rather than gathered in a ponytail. He quickly lowered his eyelids not wanting her to know he could move them just yet. His curiosity and immediate sense something furtive in her demeanor made him choose to match her behaviour and not let her know he was awake. 

Amy stood at the foot of the bed looking at him but saying and doing nothing. 

Then she sighed such a sigh it hurt his heart. It sounded like she might weep. 

"I'm better than this y'know?" she said, not quite a whisper but very soft. "I'm better than a rapist." And then she did sob. Just a small sound but it was loud in the silent room. 

"I want to believe that you enjoy this... That you enjoy what I do to you. If I thought you didn't I would hate myself even more. I don't know why but I feel like you are with me and that you like what I do. Is that just my head? Is that a lie?"

Gerry would have given anything to speak to her and tell her that yes, he loved it. Should he show her his eyes, his awareness? Right now he felt that she would run that she might never come back. More than anything he wished his arms could hold the shaking woman at the foot of his bed. But he couldn't. 

Amy moved to the bedside where she worked as she bathed him. One hand stroked his cheek while the other rested on his flaccid bugle protruding from his body, obvious in its size. 

"I can't help myself. Your cock is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I can't stop thinking about it, about you. Who you might be. What it would be like to be with you. With this." 

Leaning down Amy reverently placed her cheek on his cock, letting the weight of her head press down on him exciting his flesh. Facing him Amy said "I've never much cared about size, but I suppose I've never needed to. All my lovers have been about the same size I guess. At least there wasn't enough difference to matter. But I cannot not stop thinking about what it would be like to take all of this in. What would it be like to be so completely filled?"

There were no more tears on her face. Amy's eyes were unfocused, his eyes were slitted so tightly that all he could make out now was the outline of her head. The movement as she spoke made her jaw caress his cock and the intimacy of the moment was getting him hard. 

Amy rubbed her face along his length. "Oh god. It's getting hard." 

Slowly the hand on his cheek slid down to the blanket and peeled it inexorably down his body to expose him. Amy rose up and brought the sheets down past his knees. The gown he wore was light and she lifted it off him exposing his shorts. Amy peeled these down and his erect cock flopped out onto his belly huge in its fullness. 

A slow gasp of lust came from Amy and her hand found his rod and lifted it up to her lowering mouth. Amy licked and suckled his knob getting it wet as she worshiped him with aching sweetness. Long delicious moments passed as Gerry felt waves of pleasure washing over him with each delightful way that Amy used her mouth on his sex. Her tongue explored every inch of his huge shaft, bulbous knob and heavy balls. 

He was in ecstasy.

Then abruptly Amy stopped and lifted herself away from him. Groaning she began to pull off her clothes. Stripping she bared herself to Gerry's surreptitious gaze. He opened his eyes as wide as he dared as Amy reveled her toned body to his eagerly peeping eyes.

Amy's breasts were beautiful; the perfect size to be held by his hands, and Gerry felt a throb in his cock as her globes moved with her struggles to remove her skirt. 

When she had her skirt and panties off he saw the little strip of hair she left on her otherwise bald pussy. This exposure of her beautiful vulva made his boner twitch. He felt it move and it drew both their eyes when it did.

"Did you just move?" she whispered. He quickly let his eyes fall shut as she moved in to peer at his face. Instinctively he flared his nostrils a tiny bit and there was a response. A tiny widening of his nostrils and he tried to sniff, her scent filling his nose. Then he tried as hard as he could to twitch his cock once more. 

Hoping she would think he was responding to her smell he tried mightily to twitch his cock but he failed. 

"I must have imagined it." she murmured and he felt her hand take hold of his pole and stoke his length with her warm touch. 

"I want this inside me so badly I guess I imagined it moving for me." 

Gerry felt the bed shift as she climbed on and once more he opened his eyes a fraction to watch her straddle him. Daring to open them further he took in her body from the chin down. That was all he could see and hope that she wouldn't notice his eyes glint in the minimal light. 

Glorying in her nubile body Gerry tried to take in every detail. 

Her hair was long and straight, far longer than he would have suspected given how she held it up usually. The long, dusty-blonde hair brushed her sides and glanced across her breasts as she placed her hips over his and aimed her sex at his. Her arms were lean and fine boned. Leaning one hand on his chest she grasped his cock with the other and maneuvered his knob between her slippery warm lips. 

As her pussy kissed his knob Gerry felt a pang of lust stab along his cock and up into his chest. Every fibre of his being wished to participate in this glorious sexual experience. Amy was by far the cutest woman he had ever been with. 

Wriggling her hips sexily Amy lubed up Gerry's knob with her juices and presumably warmed herself up to his size. Gerry felt anxiety. No woman as small as Amy had ever been able to take his cock. Each time it ended in frustration and discomfort. For both of them.

In actual fact Gerry had only ever had what he considered successful normal sex with three different women. These were his only lovers to be able to actually accommodate his manhood enough to allow for rhythmic movement. Some got him in but couldn't take it when either of them started pumping.

Amy was fairly petite. 

Taking her time Amy ground down on him, her pussy stretching around his huge knob. 

"Phewf. That's a lot of cock." She gasped. "Good thing this feels great or I might give up." He could hear the humour in her voice and smiled inwardly, his face a slack mask. 

The tingling pleasure in his tip teased him with her wet heat as Amy swirled her hips and worked him between her slippery lips. Bit by bit he felt more of himself pass into her until the pressure became uncomfortable on his spongy head. 

Amy was gasping and panting while wedging more of him into herself. If it hurt him, Gerry wondered how bad it was for her. Amy paused and rested her head on his chest. Speaking into his skin, her breath warm she said "This isn't quite how I fantasized it." 

Gerry wished he could put his arms around her and give her some comfort.

From where she slumped on him Amy began to press herself back onto him once more, cramming him inside her body. The smooth slide of her pussy over him was still pleasant even though her grip on him was too tight. 

Then Amy sat up and squatted, her hands on her knees her body aiming straight down onto him. Then she hopped a little and he felt himself pop past her tight outer ring and sink into her more pliable depths. She whimpered and hissed as he stabbed into her. Then she put both hands down on his shoulders and did a bunch of quick breaths like a woman giving birth. 

"Holy fucking shit balls that hurt!" she gritted between clenched teeth. 

Her hair cascaded down over his face and he looked up at her clenched expression. Being hidden in the forest of her hair Gerry ached to kiss this wonderful woman who so badly wanted to make love to him. 

Feeling her trembling where his knob lay nestled just inside her warm grip Gerry looked down at her breast hanging before him and a warm glow bloomed in his chest. 

Then Amy began to move. With tiny rocking motions she eased back and forth over him taking the first inch of his shaft deeper into her molten depths. Gerry had never experienced such heat. And Amy was incredibly wet. He was slipping deeper into her as she thrust down over him grunting with effort. 

Amy looked exquisite as she undulated her body trying to worm his huge wang deeper into her steamy slit. It was the most erotic sight Gerry had ever seen. This is what pornography should look like, a woman eager for her pleasure doing everything she could to find fulfillment. That was powerfully erotic. To be the object of her lust was more than Gerry could process. 

Then Amy stopped and once more rested on Gerry chest, her ass high in the air, awkward with only two inches of him squeezed inside her tight pussy. 

"Oh big guy you are really working me over. Man. I'm out of shape or something." Her face nuzzled his neck, her breath tickling him and making him want to weep. He hadn't ever felt so tenderly toward a person his whole adult life. 

"Gawd. I'm stretched so far it burns. Like I'm about to split open. But I fucking love it. Jeezuz you feel great. But I should have warmed up or something. I should have bought a dildo. It's been too long. Would you believe a year since I had sex? What an idiot. Karen says I have intimacy issues. No shit Sherlock." Amy giggled into his neck and he suddenly wondered if she were dunk or something. 

She moved her head and he let his eyes shut as her face moved in front of his. 

"You know what? I don't give a shit. I'm fucking horny and lonely and I want to feel the touch of a human fucking being. I just don't want any bullshit. You got that mister." She giggled again. "Don't Gimmie none o' your backtalk." Amy leaned back and settled over him pressing down onto his pole once more.

"Oh god get in me you fuck." Amy shoved down hard and another inch or so slid into her as she moaned deep in her throat. "Cooooommmme ooonnnn." She pressed hard again and another inch wedged deeper. 

Through the slit in his eyes Gerry watched as his cock bent making it strain and begin to hurt. Amy noticed too and lifted her weight off without losing any ground she'd gained. 

"Sorry baby. I'm getting frustrated. I hope that didn't hurt too much. But look, almost half way." 

Indeed he was half way stuffed inside her. The lips of her pussy were stretched tight around his girth, the skin thin and barely visible in this uncertain light. Her tight belly was heaving with the strain she was under and he felt little drops of sweat fall on his chest from her brow. 

"Let's be more careful shall we?" Amy reached back behind herself and grasped his shaft, bracing him as she plunged down onto it. This time she didn't jump or buck too hard, she mostly released her legs and pressed her weight down over him. This worked well and she must have been opening up inside because the next two inches slid in rather easily compared to before. 

Now she had a normal length off penis inside her and three more inches to go. It would have been easy if he weren't almost twice as wide as an average cock. Her poor pussy was stretched very wide. Her vagina had to stretch a long way around him, so depth was running short. 




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"I'm just gonna enjoy this for a bit." she whispered and began to move up and down over his top half, fucking herself with him slowly.

Still reaching back she gripped him in her hand with one knee and one foot on the bed she plunged up and down over his knob and first two thirds of his cock. Reaching down Amy began to rub her clit as she drove herself down onto his rigid member. 

For Gerry the feeling was delightful. Amy's pussy was starting to relax and she was getting even wetter, her juices warm and sweet on his hard flesh. It was unbelievable how intense his pleasure could be when he could do nothing to increase or decrease sensation. Completely at her mercy Gerry watched as Amy rode him and brought herself to a powerful looking climax.

Whimpering she bucked and shuddered over him as powerful contractions made her tremble. Inside, her tight pussy clamped down over him again and again as her orgasm went on and on. 

Gerry was close to cumming himself when she at last sighed and slid down onto him deeper than ever before. Nearly all his enormous cock pressed into her suddenly yielding flesh. Then Amy gasped as her body felt how far he had entered her and she clenched once more and juddered with yet another even more powerful looking climax. 

The quaking of her body as she mewled her extremity tipped him over the edge and Gerry helplessly unloaded his sperm deep inside Amy's trembling body. 

"Oh fuuuuuuck." She strained through a tight, airless throat. 

Amy clenched in one long, tense arch. It looked like her spine was going to curl all the way back as she vibrated with delight while her climax went into overdrive. It looked as if she too were helpless. The intensity of her climax appeared to be more than she could bear. 

With breasts thrust out toward him Amy sat on his cock unmoving as spurt after spurt of his jism pumped into her clenched cunt. Gerry couldn't take his eyes off her as his orgasm splashed out of him. And he could do nothing to stop or prolong it. 

Then she gasped in a deep lungful of air and squeezed down onto him again, her body looking tortured by its pleasure. Desperate to be included in this scene of exquisite pleasure Gerry bent all his will toward moving and he felt his cock throb and then twitch deep inside Amy. 

Panting "Oh. Oh. Oh." she felt him move inside her deepest recesses. She slid down father onto him and grunted adorably, deep in her throat, as even more of his mammoth member eased into her shivering insides. 

One last spurt of cum and he managed to twitch his cock spilling all he had into this gorgeous woman astride him. 

Amy writhed atop him, curling forward into herself, giving herself a hug as her climax continued to torment her blissfully. As Gerry gazed at her with his wide open eyes Amy shuddered and her hips bucked once, twice then a third time and she abruptly lifted off of him releasing him from the tight confines of her sex.

A torrent of sperm followed and spilled down over his cock as it slapped wetly onto his belly. Amy flopped beside him and, still quaking from the power of her orgasms, she curled beside him and quivered from head to toe.

Basking in the glow of post orgasmic bliss Gerry cherished the warmth of her body, her soft skin pressed to his, the tremors of her muscles palpable where she pressed against him. Amy nuzzled his neck and kissed him as if he were a normal lover. Her hands stroked his chest hair and a thigh lifted and rested across his own legs. This was pure intimacy.

Soon his heart stopped beating as hard and he felt her body soften and relax her overwhelming climax at last releasing her from her punishing rapture.

Amy's hand roamed southward and she found his cock and the mess that drizzled over it and his belly.

"Oops. I made a bit of a mess." She announced and scrambled down the bed. Her hand lifted his prick and she began to bath him with her mouth lapping up all the spilled jism staining his crotch.

Watching intently Gerry devoured the sight of Amy on all fours cleaning him with her mouth. His cock grew hard once again and soon Amy was blowing him as best she could, all the sperm guzzled and slurped from his skin. 

Clearly enjoying herself she ran her lips and tongue all over his tool, letting it caress her soft cheeks. One hand found her pussy and began to play with her clit. Gerry could just make out the back of her fingers where they wriggled between her thighs.  

After a few moments of this she broke off sucking him and clambered astride him once more. Amy carefully inserted him into her pussy and eased down slowly, wincing as she impaled herself on him. Then when she bottomed out with well over an inch of him left she began to rise and fall on his pole. 

Gerry had cum less than five minutes ago but this was such an erotically charged moment for him, Amy looking captivating as she pleased herself with his cock, that in moments he felt his balls tingling with the need to release.

Amy fucked herself with his prick trying once more to take him all. But she was worked up as well and Amy began to climax after a few moments, her face screwed up in a lovely mask of passion. 

Watching her cum pushed Gerry over the brink and his orgasm erupted inside her yet again. As his sperm filled her Amy once again clenched and juddered to a stop, her bucking interrupted by the intensity of her climax. The tension in her body looked painful as she squeezed him, milking him for every drop of jizz. 

Gerry wanted to move, he needed to remove his penis from the vice of her vagina. He was too sensitive. This felt too amazing; it was as if his brain was short circuiting. Intense bolts of pure delight shot down his cock and right up his spine electrifying his brain. 

Amy released and lifted off him a fraction, then plunged down once more, and they both grunted with renewed euphoria. It was when his body released from that spasm of pleasure a moment later that Gerry realized he had made a sound. 

A sound.

Amy lifted once more and plunged down again and Gerry arched up, his spine enervated with powerful shocks of utter rapture. Tingles raced along ever nerve and Gerry felt his muscles twitching and coming to life all over his body as his climax exploded along his nervous system. 

Oblivious Amy continued fucking him over and over, her own orgasm impelling her to pull every available sperm from the cock that was making her feel this good. 

Gerry felt his feet curl inward, the tingle in the soles of his feet a goad to move them. His fingers curled into a fist, his extremity of pleasure driving him to movement. He began to grunt in time with each throbbing pulse of his orgasm which squeezed his entire frame in a vice of delight. 

His neck arched back and his mouth fell open. A small sound, a sigh of need, hoarse and ragged slipped out from his throat. In her own throes of passion Amy didn't notice his movement. She continued prolonging her orgasm by driving herself down over his pole. 

Gerry began to move his hips as need impelled him to withdraw his achingly sensitive member from her ever milking sex. Where his knob was wedged against her cervix Gerry felt her body kissing him and sending jolts of ecstasy along his nervous system. 

Hands left weak and shaky from lack of use lifted to her thighs and Gerry tried to get Amy's attention as she humped up and down. Feather light touches brushed the smooth skin of her thighs and Gerry tried to grip the moving woman's flesh and make her aware of his alertness. 

Then, something that had never happened to him before, Gerry had a second climax while his body was still trying to recover and process the last one. Once more he felt his contraction in every limb and every cell in his being urged him to spill more seed into this amazing beautiful woman. 

This climax lifted him off the bed as he drove himself deep into Amy. The last inch of his cock pressed deep into her and Amy moaned as she continued to cum. She fell down onto his chest and hugged him, clinging with every limb to his now shuddering body. His hands reached farther and wrapped around her back holding her feebly as the two lovers shuddered together in mutual bliss. 

She gasped into his neck and Gerry moaned up at the ceiling his neck stretched long and back. A long sustained eternity elapsed as the two of them clung to each other while nature strove to mingle their bodies as one. 

Then Gerry finished his endless climax and the tension left him at last. His cock relaxed, no longer contracting and squeezing his jism out. Amy panted on his chest, sweat making her slippery. Gerry clung to her, needing her to remain right where she was as he regained his body after so long trapped in stillness. Movement stimulated him too much, it was overwhelming after so long. 

Gerry knew the instant Amy realized he was no longer paralysed. Her body tensed and jolted and she sat up to look down at him, his cock still wedged deep inside her slippery warm pussy. 

"Hi." Gerry whispered in his hoarse voice.

"Holy shit!" Amy looked stricken. 

Scrambling off of him she guiltily sought a way out of her embarrassing situation. It was in vain. Her body was uncoordinated from countless orgasms and she fell off the bed in a tangle of limbs making far too much noise, something metal clanging across the floor announcing her presence.

Gerry sat up weakly and looked over at her sprawled on the floor in a tangle of limbs, panic written on her face in huge cartoon features. 

Gerry whispered "Get under the bed." and he flopped down onto the floor she quickly vacated for refuge under his bed. 

Pushing her clothed after her he pulled down the sheet and hid her from view, her wide eyes searching his face for danger. 

Gerry was shaky and fragile but he tried to get back up, as he would have if it had been he who had fallen from the bed. When the night nurse entered his room she saw a man trying desperately to raise himself from the floor. 

Every question he'd been wanting to ask since he found himself in this room began to pour out as the nurse fretted and attempted to get him back in bed.

"Where am I? How did I get here? What's wrong with my body?"

"Mr. Nelson it's alright. You've had an accident. You have some injuries and you need to stay in bed, okay." It took some effort but Gerry was able to help the nurse get him back into bed. The tussled sheets were placed back over him and the nurse offered him some water which he was grateful for, the first fluid to pass his lips in some time. 

Once she had him settled in the nurse said "I'm going to call the doctor on duty to come look at you. Here is a glass of water. Try not to move too much you have some broken bones. I'll be back in a moment, okay?"

She hurried out and Gerry said "You can come out."

Amy popped out from beneath the bed clutching her clothes to her naked body. The expression on her face was priceless, but Gerry was too empathetic to laugh. The mix of emotions; mortification, fear, guilt and pleasure that Gerry was awake mingled and flashed across her mobile features as she tried to find words to express what she felt. 

"I'm not mad. He whispered. "I was aware the whole time. You brought me back to my body."

"What?" she seemed stunned. 

"You'd better leave, but come see me tomorrow." He grated through his crusty vocal cords. 

Amy nodded, a head twitch of agreement, and she began to dress quickly, her dexterity returned. When she was dressed she moved away from the bed to the door glancing at him, still assessing his mood. Then she darted back and kissed him. 

'Thank you. I'm glad you're awake."

Then she darted out. 

Gerry pondered what had just happened and when the doctor entered with the night nurse Gerry was smiling to himself, overjoyed to be once more in control of his body, broken though it was. 

Once the doctor finished asking Gerry a long series of questions all relating to memory and what Gerry could feel Gerry realized he was all there. His mind was intact save that little blank time when he was fully in a coma. 

When the doctor was sure Gerry was not in any immediate danger he left and Gerry was allowed to revel in possession of his body once more. Doing simple things like touching is own face or wiggling his toes were now marvels that hadn't seem so fascinating since childhood. 

The excitement and activities caught up to him and he drifted to sleep once more, images of Amy dancing behind his eyes. 

It was Amy herself who brought him breakfast in the morning. 

Gerry had awoken with the sunlight streaming in his window and hunger in is belly. He stretched and tried to test his body, finding it familiar and responsive, if sore and somewhat broken. 

When he heard her enter Gerry saw Amy hesitating by the door a tray of food in her hands. 

"Good morning." She offered, her face white with fear. 

"Good morning." He answered. Then they stared at each other for a time. Eventually Amy brought him the food and helped him sit up to eat. 

"I'm not mad. Please stop looking at me like I'm going to throw something at you."

"I am just so embarrassed. I can't believe I did that. It was terrible. I deserve to be in jail." She began to cry silently, tears leaking from her eyes, but her face immobile, not giving in to her shame.

"Look, I was awake a lot of the time. I couldn't move but I was here and I heard what you said and know how you felt. If I had been awake I might not have let you touch me, but I'm glad you did. I enjoyed it very much. I like you. I like how you cared for me and how much pleasure you took in me." 

Each sentence impacted her visibly. His words affecting her in many ways. The more he spoke the more Gerry had to say. 

"You brought me back. It was the orgasms that freed me. I could feel sensation growing in my as I came. If not for that I don't know how long it would have taken me to regain my body. I owe you for that. "

"Really?" hoped sparked to life in her eyes as she looked at him. 

"It was the best therapy I could have had." He grinned.

"You don't feel violated?" 

"No. Not after the first time. I'm grateful."

They sat looking at each other for a moment. Then Gerry spoke. "I don't know if I was awake for every time, but every time I was I loved it. You are a wonderful lover. You brought me great pleasure."

"Oh god. I am so embarrassed. I have never done anything like that before."

"Okay, I believe you." He reached out and took her hand. "I was there. I heard you struggling with yourself. You were right. I was happy. I wanted it, you sensed correctly. That wasn't a violation."

Relief overtook her composure and Amy sobbed and dropped her head into her hands. Gerry reached out and began to stroke her soft blonde hair, happy to be able to touch her at of his own volition. 

Finally Amy had to return to work. Wiping her face she struggled to be professional. 

"I'll be back later to look in on you. May I visit you after I'm off shift, to talk about this?"

"Yes. I look forward to it. "

They did talk. The conversation quickly shifted into getting to know each other. It was like a weird backward dating situation. They already had the intimacy, now they needed the background. Amy shared her life of small town boredom and Gerry spoke of his loneliness. They had a lot in common, and a lot of disparate interests but by the time she left to go eat supper the two of them were giggling and flirting like kids. 

Gerry felt more at ease with Amy than any woman in his life. She wanted to know him, the man, not the owner of the cock. His heart was light and his mood joyous as he realized he might be able to love this woman. And strangely she seemed interested in loving him. 

Drifting down into sleep that night Gerry considered what a life of love might be like after so long alone. The prospect was seductive and he hoped that he wouldn't regret it, but it was far better than the alternative.