I couldn't really talk because I noticed she was wearing black stockings that matched the bra I had just seen
It all began a few years ago when I was injured in a motorbike accident. I’d broken both my legs, both my arms and fractured a few ribs. I was unconscious for a month. Thankfully, I wasn’t so bad that I needed to stay in hospital and be constantly monitored; and my mother-in-law is a nurse so she looked after me while my wife worked.
When I first awoke, I didn’t know what had happened or where I was. After a few minutes of semi-consciousness I realized I was laying in a bed in the spare room. I couldn’t move because my limbs were covered in plastercasts. I could barely talk. Eventually I let out a yell for my wife. I was surprised when Kate, my mother-in-law, opened the bedroom door wearing her nurses uniform. She told me what had happened, checked I was O.K then left to phone my wife and let her know the good news.
Those first four months were difficult: I was at the mercy of those around me. For the most part I was left alone in my bed with the remote for the satellite TV strapped to my right hand. At least by the fifth month the casts had been removed and I could walk around with support from my wife and Kate.
It was about the second month after I’d woken up that things started to get hot between me and my mother-in-law. I’d always had my eyes on her but I never in my wildest dreams fantasized she would one day be giving me regular bed-baths. This particular day my wife, Karen, was out working as usual and being tired from working the day before she was unable to bathe me as she ordinarily would so she had agreed with Kate that Kate would do it in the morning while she was at work.
She just walked in carrying a sponge and a bowl of hot water. Not expecting anyone, and definitely not her, to walk in just then I quickly flicked over from the Playboy channel and looked her up and down. For a fifty year old woman, she looked pretty sassy and was one hell of a looker. Had I not known her I would have thought her to be 40 at most.
She smiled and walked over to me, put the bowl on the side cabinet and removed my bed sheets. A wave of embarrassment came over me because I couldn’t hide my rock hard cock sticking out between my legs. I must have looked a site because I was only wearing plastercasts and my two legs were slightly parted and raised by ropes and pulleys. There was no way I could get up and walk out of the room to hide my embarrassment. She beamed a wry smile at me and said, “Don’t worry, I’ve seen one before.”
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I smiled back and replied, “I’m sorry, I can’t help it, please don’t tell Karen.” I felt like a schoolboy being inspected by a school nurse: I was nervous and getting shyer by the second. My feelings toward her didn’t help relax me either. As I apologized, I accidentally pressed the recall button on the TV remote and the Playboy channel came up. This just made me feel worse because there was a scene of a nurse riding her patient. I couldn’t believe it – my mother-in-law was in her nurse’s uniform and was about to give me a bed bath, my dick was hard and I’d just switched the Playboy channel on. Kate giggled, sat on the side of my bed, leaned over me to reach for the remote and switched off the TV. As she did this I could see right down the top of her uniform. She was wearing a black bra with a red bow on it. The heat from her trim and taught body made my temperature hit the roof and the head of my cock was so engorged with blood it was painful.
She proceeded to wash my upper body with a soapy wet sponge and asked me how I was feeling. I couldn’t really talk because I noticed she was wearing black stockings that matched the bra I had just seen. I asked her, “Do you wear racy underwear when visiting all your patients?” She just smiled and carried on gently washing me and moving the sponge closer and closer toward my near bursting cock. I struggled to contain my groans as she her hands got nearer to it.
“Do you usually get a hard-on when you have a bath?” She asked. I didn’t know what to say so I just told her it was a special show for her. She rinsed the sponge in the bowl and put loads of soap on it then began washing my cock. I asked her to stop but she just carried on rubbing up and down and polishing my head. I was powerless to force her to leave it alone; and, secretly, I wanted her to continue. It didn’t take long for me to cum and when I did I exploded like a volcano all over her face. She wiped it off, stood up, positioned herself in front of the TV, slowly stripped to her sexy black and red underwear, provocatively walked back over to me, climbed onto my bed, stood up with her legs either side of my head and looked down at me. She was still wearing her black stiletto shoes. I was in 7th Heaven. My mind raced with the thought of what might come.
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My dick had gone hard again. I looked up at her, slowly took in her whole profile from her curvaceous legs dressed in fishnet stockings and her pussy packaged in a g-string with a red bow on it, over to her voluptuous breasts and right up to her face and long blond hair. My eyes were wide open taking in the delight before them. I was staring between the gates of heaven I wanted to ram my dick in it. I was so frustrated that I couldn’t touch her and my blood boiled in my body as it pumped around looking for an escape.
She gradually, sexily lowered her g-string to her ankles. It’s cup rested against my mouth. She commanded me to smell it and suck it. I did. Then she crouched down, rubbed her smoothly shaved pussy against my face and told me to eat it. Her g-string rested against my neck and was strangling me. I wanted it to never stop. She groaned and moaned in excitement as my tongue rolled around her clit and my mouth moistened and sucked at it. I became more and more frustrated that I couldn’t play with my cock – the agony was making me mental. As she neared her climax she sat harder and harder on my face, breathed and gasped and withered in ecstasy until she dripped all over my mouth. Then she got off me, wiped me down, got dressed, covered me over and walked out leaving me with the taste and smell of her pussy and a full cock that I couldn’t wank because I was tied up and in plastercasts.
She bathed me once a week from then on whether my wife had bathed me already or not. She still does 3 years later. Maybe one day my wife will fuck like her sex starved mother does too…
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