Intensive Care 2

Intensive Care 2 by Rachael DMM

My day at the hospital dragged by. Nothing to do but wait. Although, I did have the night to look forward to. Even though I shouldn’t have been so excited about it.

I was a nervous wreck for the whole day. I knew what I was considering was all kinds of bad, but at the same time, I couldn’t wait to get to it. I kept thinking about Dad’s cock - what it looked like, what it felt like, what it was like to masturbate while peeking at it. After tonight, would I know what it tastes like?

The three-pack of new panties Abi got me really came in handy. I soaked through two pairs before dinnertime. I was out of control. I’d locked myself in the bathroom and fingered my pussy twice before lunch. Then went hands-off for the rest of the day. Not because I was able to calm down, but because I wanted to save myself for the night. It was like I was preparing for a date with a new guy or something. This was crazy.

Abi popped in soon after it got dark. I got a thrill out of seeing her, and the butterflies started in my tummy. I did my best not to let on that I was so amped up for whatever was going to happen. I really didn’t even know what it might be, but my imagination had been running wild all day.

“Everything good?” she asked, checking over his chart.

“Yeah, yeah…good. I’m sorry,” I had to say something. “I’m really nervous, don’t pay any attention to me.”

“Nervous? About what?” She gave me that sly smile that told me she knew exactly what I was nervous about. It was cruel, but also kind of fun knowing I wasn’t in this alone.

“About what we’re doing,” I hissed, doing my best not to give anything away in case someone was listening.

“I think you mean what you’re doing,” she countered, then took his temperature.

“Okay…I guess…but you’re still going to help me, right?”

“It’s the only thing I’ve been able to think about all day,” she said in a hushed tone.

“Me, too!” I covered my mouth, worried I’d let my voice get too loud.

“Okay, so just relax. It’ll be a few hours before things settle down around here enough for us to…do the procedure.” That came with a conspiratorial wink. “Until then, just hang out and keep things quiet, if you know what I mean.”

I was pretty sure I did. “I can do that…I think.”

“Good. I’m going to make sure there’s nothing major going on here tonight, and see what I can do to arrange all the privacy we need.”

“All the privacy I need,” I corrected her. She held back a smile and wagged a finger at me instead.

“I’ll be by later. Don’t fall asleep on me, or I might just have to operate without you.”

“Don’t even think about it,” I warned her lightheartedly. It was like she was a longtime friend and we had our own secret language. Was this what it was like to have a sister? I’d like to think so.

I mostly paced around the room for the next several hours. I’d see Abi pass by every now and again, and she’d give me a little wave or blow me a kiss if she could get away with it. Not sure what that was about, but it was nice. This scheme we were in on together required a high degree of trust and…intimacy between us. Given that, a little kiss wasn’t all that weird, I told myself.

I was tempted to rub one out a few times as I waited, but I was able to hold off…barely. I had a small bag full of soaked panties by then. I was going to have to find a laundry machine soon before I started drenching my pants. Maybe I should have Abi pick me up a skirt. Wet thighs would be easier to deal with than wet panties.

Abi came into the room just after midnight, checked over her shoulder, then slowly and quietly closed the door. “You ready?”

“I think so.” I’d been waiting all day for this, and suddenly I wasn’t sure. Abi adjusted the lights in the room so it was all dim and mysterious. It was just right.

“Why don’t you go talk to him and do your magic.”

“Okay, but what if he doesn’t…y’know…?”

“Get hard? We’ll worry about that when we have to…if we have to.”

It felt awkward with Abi there and knowing that I was trying to get something improper to happen. But, what choice did I have?

“Hey, Dad, how you feeling? I don’t know if you could tell, but I’ve been here all day, just…hanging out. I really want to help you, and so…Abi and I are going to try some stuff. I don’t want to say what it is, but…it would help if you could get an erection for us.” My cheeks were heating up, but Abi didn’t seem to be paying any attention as she moved his IV rack back out of the way, and fiddled with a couple of the monitors.

“I don’t know if you remember, but I, ah, touched you last night.” Was I really going to say it out loud? “I looked at your penis…and it was real nice. And then I got worried that maybe it…or that you…needed some kind of relief…a release or whatever. So, yeah, I tried to give you a handjob, and…well, I did some stuff I’m not proud of, but nothing ended up happening. I’m sorry I couldn’t make it work, but Abi is here now and she’s going to try to help me.”

“We have launch,” Abi said, startling me a little. I was used to talking to Dad alone.

I looked and there was that tell-tale lump again, looking just as big and powerful as ever. It gave me a funny feeling all over. Abi unceremoniously removed the bed sheet. Just like that, Dad’s cock was there, on graphic display. We both just ogled it for a minute. It was all I could do not to grab it, fearing she would beat me to it.

“Wow, that’s about the nicest one I’ve seen. My dad’s was kind of stumpy with a curve to the left.” I didn’t want to know how she knew that, but maybe I had to take her word about her having “been with” her dad. “Julie really went to town on him, didn’t she? We don’t usually shave the testes. Looks like she wanted to spend some extra time with your Dad’s dick.”

Was it unreasonable to feel as proud about this as I was? “How should we start?”

“First, let’s get this out of the way.” She removed his catheter and cleaned the tip of his penis. I think she was enjoying that more than she should have.

“You could pick up where you left off…”

I reached for him and paused. “You mean, like, touch it?”

“Sure, if you want.”

“This is weird,” I said, dying to feel him again. “You sure this is okay?”

“Look, if you don’t want to do it, I will. For the sake of science,” she added.

“Here goes…” I took a hold of him. It was embarrassing to be doing this in front of someone else, but at the same time, it felt amazing. I had my father’s hard cock in my hand.

“Go ahead and stroke it,” Abi said, her voice a little hoarse. “That’s good…nice and slow. Damn, that’s sexy.”

I totally agreed, but I didn’t want to say anything to give away the fact that I was doing this as much for me as for him. That wasn’t entirely true, but that’s what it seemed like.

“Don’t forget his testicles,” Abi said and reached for them herself. She gently fondled his balls, and a strange kind of jealousy rose up in me. Those were mine…they were for me!

I moved my free hand to his nutsack and Abi gave them over to my custody. She didn’t argue or put up any kind of resistance to me taking over. They felt great. So soft and loose. I never really paid much attention to a guy’s balls before, but I would from now on. What a nice surprise.

“Wow, that looks so sexy,” Abi whispered, staring at my dad’s dick and what I was doing to it. There was a kind of longing look on her face as she watched. I began to feel a bit selfish.

“Do you want to give it a try?” I asked. She instantly perked up.

“Can I? You don’t mind?”

“Sure, go ahead…” I reluctantly released him, and Abi quickly took over. Her pudgy hand worked his shaft expertly. Her other hand was at his balls, doing things I couldn’t quite follow. She was right, it did look sexy…sexy as fuck.

“It’s been a while for me,” she admitted. “I can’t even remember the last time I had a dick. And I never had one this nice. You’re so lucky.” I wasn’t sure about that last statement. What was she thinking?

“Okay, so…what next? I mean, this is good and all, but…”

“But you wanted to take it to the next level, didn’t you?”

“Yeah, I guess…”

“Right, so, obviously the next thing to try would be to suck on it.”

“Like…a regular blowjob?”

“Just like that.” She looked at me and there was a sparkle in her eye that hadn’t been there before. It gave me a thrill. Were we really doing this? Was I really doing this?

“It feels weird because he’s my dad…” I whined.

“Don’t worry about that,” she assured me, stroking and fondling the whole time. “I used to suck my dad off all the time. It’s just like doing it to any guy, only better.”

She was lying just to get me to do it. She had to be. But the way she said it, so matter-of-factly, made it seem like maybe she was telling the truth. What kind of weirdo was I putting my trust in?

She took her hand away. “Go ahead. Suck it. Don’t worry, no one is going to bother us. Suck your dad’s cock for him.”

“And you’re sure this will be okay? It won’t hurt him, or make things worse?”

“Orgasms are kind of magical. There is a release of adrenaline leading up to it, which is something he needs. And then during, and after, the orgasm there is an increased production of oxytocin and dopamine. Brain chemicals that have all kinds of benefits. Plus there’s the increased brain activity triggered by the sound of your voice and an association with what he’s feeling…knowing it’s you making him feel that way. So, yeah, it definitely won’t hurt him. This is going to be good for him…and for us.”

That was good to hear, but also it was nice to know she wanted this for her own reasons too. I wasn’t the only selfish one here. “So…put it in my mouth? Just like that?”

“However you want to do it.”

Abi held his erection straight up. It looked even bigger like that. I don’t think I’d ever sucked a dick that large before. Could I even handle it? I had to try.

I leaned in and kissed it. A funny feeling ran through me. This wasn’t real. It couldn’t be. I licked it and heard Abi let out a small moan. That was strange, but also encouraging. I gave it another, longer lick, then took his cockhead in my mouth. I could taste the antiseptic that Abi had cleaned him with, but that quickly gave way to the natural flavor of my dad’s manly cock meat.

“Oh, yeah, there you go,” Abi said quietly. “Suck that cock. Just like that.”

I did what she said and sucked the head of my father’s cock as my tongue explored the shape of it. This wasn’t happening, I told myself as I took him deeper. I could only go so far…I never figured out how to do deepthroat, but I got almost half of him in my mouth before I gagged a little.

“There you go,” Abi cooed. “Up and down, nice and easy. Good…”

I kept telling myself I was doing this for him, but I knew deep down there was more to it than that. All those girlhood fantasies were suddenly coming true. Now all I needed was for him to be conscious. I wanted to feel his hand on the back of my head, forcing me down on his cock, making me choke on it. Making all the sounds I always imagined I would hear from him as I did this.

“Damn, I can’t take this,’ Abi groaned. “Claire, hold on a second.”

I came up off his cock, worried that something was going wrong. I didn’t want this to cause an aneurysm or something! I noticed Abi’s nipples poking up under her scrubs. I thought she looked a little different tonight - she wasn’t wearing a bra! Why hadn’t I thought of that?

“Claire, I’m sorry, but I have to ask you something.”

“Sure, what is it?”

“This is turning me on like crazy…would you mind if…would it be okay if…y’know…I touched myself while you do that?”

“Touch yourself?” My mind was in a bit of a haze, and reacting slower than normal. “You mean masturbate? While I’m sucking my dad’s cock?”

She nodded, unable to look me in the eye. “It’s just that…you look so good doing it…and I’m super horny…but I don’t have to if you don’t want. I’ll be okay,” she assured me unconvincingly.

“No, Abi, that’s…totally cool. Really. I was thinking about touching myself, too.”

“You were? Okay, good. At least I’m not the only one.” She then pulled down her scrubs. She had no panties on, and a nice full bush. Her hand went straight to her crotch and she gave it a vigorous rub. “Oh, yeah, that feels good. God, I’m so fucking wet right now.” I would have figured that out from the squishy sound I heard coming from down there if she hadn’t told me. “You can take yours off too if you want. I wouldn’t mind…not at all.” She looked at me hungrily.

I was leery about that, but I knew my pants were going to come down eventually. I pulled them off and added another pair of soaked panties to my collection.

“Wow, you have a nice pussy,” Abi commented, licking her lips. “All shaved, just like your dad.”

“I guess so,” I couldn’t help touching my pussy. I’d never done that in front of another girl before. It was scary, but also a sexy thrill. I found my stiff clit and teased it as Abi watched. “I masturbated last night…right here…while I looked at it…while I looked at my dad’s hard-on.”

“I can’t blame you.” She took a peek at his erection, the tip shiny with my saliva. “I would have done the same thing. Abi squeezed one of her huge boobs through her top and suddenly I wanted to see those too. I was generally pretty happy with my itty, bitty titties, but I’d always been somewhat fascinated by big breasts. And hers were the biggest!

“I like your…bush,” I offered, wanting to return the compliment.

“Oh, yeah, thanks. It’s easier to just let it grow wild. No maintenance. And it’s not like anyone’s going to see it but me. At least not until now.”

“Do you like to masturbate a lot?” That was a stupid question. Why did I even ask that?

“I do, two or three times a day…at least. Once or twice at work, most days. You should see my toy drawer at home,” she laughed.

“Yeah, me too. I love to masturbate. It’s very… therapeutic.”

“Right, but you can have all the guys you want. One call and you can have as much dick as you like with a body like yours.”

“Not as easy as you think.” Were we really just talking as we played with ourselves in front of each other? It was strange but felt nice. “Especially when you’re a neurotic introvert, like me.”

“It’s no easy thing being a neurotic extrovert either…escpecially a big, fat one…like me.”

“Oh, don’t say that,” I scolded her lightly. “I love your body…and your boobs.”

She hefted one of them, giving it a jiggle. “These are the only reasons I get any action at all. Guys just want to play with them. You have no idea how many titjobs I’ve given out over the years. The girls aren’t as interested, but sometimes I lure in a freak or two. How about you? Into girls?”

“I haven’t been with another girl…yet. I’ve thought about it, a lot, but was never brave enough to do anything about it.”

“So you’ve never masturbated with another woman while sucking your father’s cock before?”

“No,” I giggled.

“Well, there’s a first time for everything. Now that we have no pants on, let’s get back to business. That cock isn’t going to suck itself.”

I was even more eager now. Before I was all nervous and afraid of being judged, but that was clearly not an issue anymore. Abi was just as big of a pervert as I was, maybe more of one. I loved the idea of her masturbating while she watched. That was so hot. Especially if I could play with myself as it happened. I wondered when, or if, I should admit that I was one of those female freaks who desperately wanted to play with her boobs!

Dad was still as hard as ever - Old Faithful. I took him back into my mouth and resumed orally loving him. I was never big on blowjobs, not sure why. I think I had been convinced by my friends that it was an odious task we just had to put up with. Something no one liked…something you weren’t supposed to like. But I liked this.

I liked sucking my father’s penis. The feel of it. The smell of it. The sensual awareness that I had a man’s cock in my mouth. It was special in a way that nothing else could be. In some ways, it was more intimate than regular sex. There was something slightly kinky about it. Sucking on the thing that a guy pees from. I don’t know why that was hot, but it was. Maybe because it made it something dirty and degrading. Like, you were so horny that you would lower yourself to sucking on a man’s pisser. Or, even, your dad’s pisser.

“Oh, God, suck it,” Abi moaned. “Suck that cock, you horny bitch.”

I glanced up and she had her top opened up so her naked boobs were out. They looked even better than I’d imagined they would. She slapped one hard, and grabbed onto one of her big nipples, tugging and twisting it mercilessly. “You’re sucking your daddy’s hard cock,” she said as if that wasn’t all I could think about. “That’s so fucking dirty…have to make myself cum. I’m going to watch you suck him off and cum so hard!”

There was no reason to hold off at that point. My hand went to my crotch and I started playing with real intent. I’d never masturbated in front of anyone before - not even a boyfriend. It felt incredible. So naughty and surprisingly liberating. Maybe it was just that my inhibitions were at an all-time low, but I felt a real connection to Abi in that moment. We were both openly fingering our cunts together, while I sucked my dad’s cock. Not at all what I expected, but it was strangely wonderful, despite the terrible situation that was going on with my dad.

I came up off of his dick. “I can’t believe I’m doing this,” I blurted out. “I’m giving my dad a blowjob!” I went back for more, going as deep as I could without gagging.

“Yes, you are, you horny slut. You cocksucking whore. Suck Daddy’s big cock! Suck it! Oh, God, I’m going to cum…my pussy is cumming! Ooooh, fuuuuck!” She hunched over and her whole body spasmed. She was doing all she could to stay quiet, but I was afraid someone may have already heard. But, seeing her cumming triggered something in me.

“Shit, Abi, I’m cumming, too! Goddamn, that’s good…so fucking good…yes! I’m cumming…yes, yes, yes!” Everything went all spinny, and my pussy went wild. It was suddenly all that mattered to me. My pussy, and my clit, and my fuck hole, and everything. I jammed two fingers inside me just to intensify the rapturous feeling I was having. “Did you see that?” I asked, delirious with ecstasy. I didn’t even know what I was saying or why. “Did you see me cum, Abi? I just made my cunt cum so good.”

“I saw it,” she panted breathlessly. She had a tit in each hand now, grabbing, and pinching, mashing them. It looked so damned good. “Claire, I’m sorry, but I have to ask. If you’re not into that’s cool, but I feel like I really need to taste you. Can I?”

I had always been afraid of doing anything with another girl, but I didn’t even think twice. “Yes! Please…do it!” She came around the bed and went down on her knees. It was my chance to see her fully naked body - and it was adorable. She wasn’t the traditional idea of what is supposed to be beautiful as far as body type, but she was the sexiest girl I could imagine. I opened my legs and pressed my pussy against her mouth. She licked and sucked me all over down there. It felt better than anything a guy had ever done to me.

“Damn, that’s good,” I told her, barely able to keep from falling over.

“I haven’t done this with another woman since college, but I guess I still got it,” she quipped and went right back in for more. She was going to make me cum in no time, I could just tell. I went back to Dad’s cock and resumed sucking him. I hoped he could feel it. But would he know it was me? Did I want him to know it was me?

“Dad, it’s me. Your daughter, Claire. I’m the one sucking your dick right now.” I took him as deep as I could, which wasn’t all that much as far as I could tell. He deserved better than what I could give him, but at least it was something. “That was my mouth, Daddy. This is my tongue licking you…and that’s me playing with your balls. I want you to wake up. I’ll do anything.” I went down and gagged myself…then did it again. The second time it wasn’t as bad. I just relaxed and didn’t fight against it. Maybe that was the key. “I love you so much, Daddy. I want to make you feel good. So fucking good,”

Abi was going at my clit like no one ever had before. I couldn’t concentrate on the blowjob. My eyes were rolling back and I was feeling dizzy. I had a sudden craving to do what she was doing to me. I never really thought about eating pussy before. Sure, I’d had fantasies about other girls, but it was mostly about making out and some titty sucking, maybe a little bit of fingering. But I never imagined that I would want to put my mouth on someone else’s pussy.

“Abi, I’m sorry…what you’re doing is incredible, but I have to lck you…can I?”

“I thought you’d never ask.” She rolled onto her back, right there on the floor. Without giving a second thought to whether or not it was sanitary to roll around naked on a hospital floor, I dropped down between her legs and got my face right down in there.

It was the moment of truth. My face was just inches from her hairy, wet pussy. Her inner lips were swollen with desire. Her scent was powerful and alluring like nothing else. Could I really cross this line? What the fuck, I was in the middle of sucking my own father’s cock…what was one little pussy? I went in and filled my mouth with Abi’s wonderfully fat cunt.

All my fears and doubts were gone in the next few seconds. It was better than I ever thought it would be…not that I thought about it much. I was always turned off by the idea of eating a pussy, but now for the life of me, I couldn’t think why. It was the best!

I took the full tour. Clit, lips, hole…was there more? Outer lips…clit again…a little more of that…then back to her hole…her juicy, delicious fuck hole. I stuck my tongue in, not knowing if that did anything for her, but knowing I was enjoying the fuck out of it. Why did I always assume pussy tasted bad? It was unlike anything I’d ever tried before, and yet I knew it was something I’d never be able to get enough of. Was I a lesbian now? Maybe that’s what I was always afraid of…finding out uncomfortable truths about myself. I didn’t care at that moment…I just wanted more sweet, sweet pussy!

Abi put one of her knees down, so her leg was straight. I wasn’t sure why but then I caught on. I swiveled my body around that way and mounted her face so we were in the infamous 69 position. Not something I particularly cared for when I was with a guy, but it seemed ideal for a girls-only situation. I could feel her big boobs pressing against my belly. I so badly wanted to play with them, but I was too busy with her cunt to do anything about that.

She put her hands on my butt cheeks and spread me open. The cool air felt nice back there. Then I got her warm mouth, and it felt even better. “Oh, fuck,” I said into her cunt, and went back to slurping her increasingly wet vagina. I actually had my face buried in another woman’s vagina. This was the most incredible night of my life.

“You like that, bitch? You like getting your dirty cunt licked out?”

“Yes,” I answered immediately. Normally, I would be offended by being called a bitch, but it fit perfectly with what was going on and I wanted to hear it some more. I was a bitch…a horny dyke bitch with a burning need for pussy. I sucked her clit hard and was rewarded with a long moan of pleasure. Either I was pretty good at this, or there really wasn’t much to it.

“Cum for me,” I begged. I had no idea if what I was doing was enough to make her cum, but I could dream, couldn’t I? “I want you to cum,”

“I’m getting there…you’re doing great…keep going…”

That was nice to hear. Positive reinforcement without being made to feel stupid or patronized. Sex with girls had a lot going for it. Now, if there was just a dick to bring it all together. I suppose there were ways for that to happen, but not something to concern myself with as I was quickly approaching another orgasm of my own.

I’d set out with the goal of getting my dad off, and now I was the one riding a girl’s face and ready to climax…with my unconscious father just above me. Could he hear us? Did he know his daughter was losing her lesbian virginity right here on the floor in his hospital room? Would he be disappointed with me? Disgusted? Aroused? I had no way of knowing. I wanted to believe he’d be proud of me, but that was a total leap on my part. I could only imagine what I must have looked like - obscenely splayed naked on top of this immodest nurse with corrupt purpose.

I got a quick flash of someone walking in on us. Abi said no one would bother us, but it was still possible. How was it even a thing that this idea turned me on even more? I was basically having sex in public - a new experience for me on top of everything else. The last thing I expected when I found out my father was hurt was that it would lead me down a path of sinful degradation and perversion. How had I lost all my boundaries? Just then, I was glad I did.

Abi began humping up into my face. Was it going to happen? Was she actually going to cum? Because of me? It didn’t seem possible, but I doubled my efforts in hopes that maybe I could score on my first time out. It always took me two or three times to train my boyfriends to get me off orally. It didn’t seem real that I could be doing it just like that.

“I’m coming,” she growled, grinding herself into my face. “I’m going to cum in your mouth…right in your pretty, little mouth, you horny slut! Eat it, bitch!”

I grabbed onto both her cheeks and went as deep in her as I could. I was lost in the moment, nothing else mattered, it was just us. Nothing existed for me but her pussy, and my mouth. It was a kind of joy I’d never known before, not with any guy, and certainly not with myself. I’d discovered a new reality that I never knew existed. And it was all that I wanted.

With several sharp thrusts of her substantial hips, she came. I was surprised how quiet she was able to stay - she must have done this kind of thing before. Did Abi fuck a different girl every night? For some odd reason, that idea turned me on. With a guy, there would have been some kind of jealousy or resentment, but I loved the idea that I might be just another notch on her headboard, so to speak.

There was no time to dwell on that idea because I was about to go off myself. She spread my cheeks and nuzzled her mouth into my cunt, her nose tickling my asshole. I’d never had anyone eat me out so enthusiastically before. And no whiskers made it better than any oral I’d ever had before. Why had I never given this a chance? That was all going to change after this!

I was dying to cum, but at the same time, I was doing everything I could to delay it. I wanted to stay in that zone of sublime anticipation - on the verge of ultimate pleasure, but not wanting it to happen and be over. I rode that for as long as I could then gave in. It hit me like a velvet fist to the gut. Everything tensed up, and the tingles radiated through my body from the epicenter of my clit like waves of pure ecstasy. When it hit my brain, it completely took over.

I could think of nothing but the pleasure I was feeling. A pleasure like I’d never known before. A sensation that I wanted again and again. If I was ever going to become addicted to anything it was going to be that feeling. Was it just Abi, or could I get that from any girl? I was going to have to figure that out as soon as I could. How would I be able to go more than a day without feeling that kind of electric bliss?

I struggled to catch my breath, trying to remember if I cried out during my climax. Did I scream? Was someone on the way to see what had happened? I knew I should panic, but I was too relaxed and complacent to care. If I got caught 69ing, naked on the floor with a naked nurse, so what?

All was quiet except for my heavy breathing, and the occasional beep of a monitor. Abi delivered silent kisses here and there, sending sparkles of delight through my hyper-sensitive genitals. I didn’t want to move. Her tongue once again found my clit and teased it lightly. I could so easily cum again…it wouldn’t take much at all. I remembered that I should probably return the favor.

I dipped my head down and kissed her wet, swollen lips. It seemed so weird, and yet perfectly natural. It was another woman’s pussy, that I had just licked to orgasm, something I never imagined I would ever do. And now it was all I ever wanted to do. I knew I wasn’t thinking straight (no pun intended), but I also knew that I was forever changed.

~ ~ ~

I was tired the next morning, but feeling shamefully happy. Yes, my dad was still lying there in a coma and in critical condition, but I couldn’t stop thinking about the amazing sex I’d had just a few hours ago. I had to do all I could to resist pulling back his bed sheet and sucking his dick again. It was disturbing how quickly I had adapted to the idea that doing that to my father was okay! More than okay…

Abi came breezing into the room, and I perked up. I watched her generous breasts sway as she moved, knowing that she hadn’t bothered to put on a bra since our…”encounter.” I now knew what those boobs looked like naked. I knew what they felt like in my mouth, pressed against my belly, and in my hands. If I had any panties on, I would have soaked them again!

She showed me a chart with some squiggled lines on it. I looked at it as if I understood what it was. I didn’t think I was fooling anyone.

“Good news! More activity…at just the right time. He’s reacting…” she glanced over her shoulder to make sure no one was within earshot. “He reacted very positively right about the time he was getting his cock sucked.” She leaned down and kissed me on the lips. I barely resisted grabbing her tits when she did. “Getting his cock sucked by his very horny daughter.”

I wanted to deny it, but there was no way I could lie…not to her. She knew my darkest secret, and I kind of liked that. We were in this kinky thing together, which made it so much better.

“I’m so wet right now,” I confessed in a breathy whisper.

“Join the club,” she said and grabbed her crotch. “My shift is almost finished. I’m going to go home and finger myself to, like, a dozen or so orgasms.” She gave me a sly smile. “Want to join me?” She squatted a bit and straddled my knee. I could feel her fat pussy grinding on me through her scrubs and my jeans. The temptation was almost too much.

“I shouldn’t leave him…” I offered lamely, knowing it was true. If anything bad happened to my dad while I was off humping his nurse I would never forgive myself.

“You’re right,” Abi sighed and stopped grinding her cunt on my leg. “Just know that I’ll be thinking about you. You and your hot daddy.” She looked at him and I could tell she was thinking the same kind of things I was thinking now whenever I looked at him. “Maybe when he wakes up we can all have a threesome together…wouldn’t that be amazing?”

“IF he wakes up,” I said, not wanting to lose sight of the desperate situation despite my illicit behavior.

“Well…yes.” Abi shifted to a more serious attitude. “But things are looking good. See here…” She pointed to a particular set of squiggles on his chart. “This activity is happening in the area for his motor functions. It’s an indication that he was thinking about moving..he was trying to respond to what he was feeling when you…” she lowered her voice, “when you had his hard cock in your mouth and were sucking it. God that looked so hot.” Her professional facade had slipped again, and she shook herself.

“So that’s good?” I asked, not fully understanding it all.

“Very good. I recommend repeating the…procedure…again tonight.” Her hand went to her own breast. She found her nipple and pinched it through the blue fabric. “If you’re up for it.”

“Fuck yeah!” I said, maybe too quickly. “I mean…okay, if you think it will help. If I have to suck my dad’s big, hard, wonderful cock again to help him get better, that’s just what I’ll have to do.”

Someone walked by the room and glanced in. I was sure they heard what I said! It suddenly came back to me just how wrong all this was - how sick and depraved I was. I tried to contain the panic but wasn’t doing such a good job.

“Abi…?”

“What is it, sweetheart?” She could hear the fear in my voice.

“It’s just that…sometimes when I think about it…I don’t know…it just feels so…wrong.”

She gave me a reassuring smile. “It may seem that way now, but if this works the way I think it will, you won’t even question it.”

“But…isn’t there a problem with, I don’t know…consent?”

She looked at my father while she chose her words carefully. “He was unconscious when they rolled him into the hospital. He hasn’t consented to anything since he got here, but that didn’t stop us from doing everything we could to save him. The surgery, the IVs, the catheter, shaving his balls, all of it without his consent. And all of it to help him.”

“Okay…but…but that’s all medical stuff…and…”

“And, nothing,” she said, calming me before I could spin off into a very bad place. “Here’s the facts, girlie. You’re his health-care proxy according to his paperwork…you’re his consent. He put his life in your hands, which means he trusts you more than anyone else in the world. You have to decide what’s best for him.”

“And you think touching his dick, and sucking his cock, and playing with his balls is what’s best?” It sounded so ridiculous when I said it out loud.

“Based on this,” she held up his brain chart, “Yes. That’s exactly what I think.”

I thought about it, but my mind was a jumble of emotions and worries. I was in no shape to make these kinds of choices. I just had to rely on the opinions of a professional. A very perverted professional, but I had to trust someone.

“Okay, then. I’ll do it. But I can’t do it alone…you’ll be here with me, right?”

“Right by your side,” she said and slipped her hand down the front of her scrubs. I knew right where that hand was going and got tingles all over. After a few seconds, she pulled it out, her middle finger wet with her intimate juices. Damn, this girl was sexy as fuck.

She put that wet finger to my lips and I had to take it into my mouth. My senses were renewed with the tangy flavor or her pussy. It was a mere shadow of what I had tasted last night, but it was exactly what I need at the moment. If she told me to strip naked and mount her face right then and there I don’t know that I would have been able to say no.

“That’s right, baby girl, I’ll be back tonight to help you through it all. And this time we’re going to make Daddy cum. Are you ready for that?”

I nodded, no longer feeling unsure. This was the right thing to do. I was ready to do whatever I had to so my father could orgasm. Consent wasn’t the issue - it was for his own good. Just because I was getting off on it didn’t make it any less effective. Just because the thought of my father’s sperm filling my mouth nearly made me cream in my jeans didn’t change the fact that it might help him…might save his life.

Abi took her finger back, and I was more upset about that than I had a right to be. “Now, don’t do anything until I get back. Don’t mess with that dick unless you have medical supervision.”

I was pretty sure she was just saying that because she didn’t want to miss anything. I nodded and let her kiss me again. God, why did I wait so long to kiss a girl? It was the best.

“But you got me all worked up,” I whined.

“Well, sorry, but that’s what you get for being a sexy little bitch. Let me see if I can find something to help you get through.” She quickly pinched one of my nips and left before I could react. I just had to sit there and bite my lip and try not to explode.

A few minutes later, Abi returned with something in her hand, She checked to make sure there were no witnesses, then held it out to me.

“A hairbrush?” I was confused.

“A hairbrush with a secret.” She hit something and it started buzzing.

“A vibrating hairbrush?” This had just gotten more interesting.

“Sara keeps it in her desk. She doesn’t think anyone knows what it really is, but the whole floor knows what she’s up to when she heads to the ladies’ room to ‘fix her hair.’” She switched it off and discreetly handed it to me like she was passing off a shiv in the prison yard. “That should hold you over until I get back.”

I wanted to ask if she would use it on me right then, but I held back. I wasn’t really that desperate, was I? I held the covert vibrator brush tightly, knowing I’d be using it only minutes after Abi was gone. Since when had I become such a shameless sex fiend? I swear I wasn’t like this before I got here. And, to be honest, I didn’t want it to be any other way.

~ ~ ~

“Can I ask you something?” I said as Abi and I stood on opposite sides of my father’s body with him lying still on his hospital bed between us, The only part of him that was moving was his growing boner. I loved seeing that.

“Sure…” she said, as distracted by his expanding erection as I was.

“Did you really…y’know…have sex with your father? Or were you just saying that to make me feel better about what I’m doing?”

Abi blinked and looked up at me, confused. “Oh, ah, yeah…so, that was true.” She at least had the decency to blush a little. “You’re the only one I’ve ever told about that.” She turned her attention back to my dad’s hard-on. It was pulsing. “Damn, that’s a nice one.”

I had to agree. My dad’s cock was likely to forever be the standard by which I judged all cocks from now on. It wasn’t fair, but it was a fact. My mouth watered as I stared at it.

“It started pretty early…with him coming into my bedroom at night and jerking off. He thought I was asleep, but I wasn’t. I would stay up every night hoping he would come in and beat off next to my bed. I started sleeping naked, and when he noticed he started pulling my blankets away and cumming right on me.” She rubbed one of her tits as if she could still feel his cum there.

“And you liked that?”

“I loved it,” she confessed. “It got to the point where he’d rub the tip of his dick on my lips. I could taste his pre-cum. It was all very exciting to me. I didn’t completely understand it back then, but I knew it was something special. I think that’s where I got my cocksucking fetish from.”

“I don’t know where mine comes from,” I said for no reason. “It was the only thing I did with my first three boyfriends in high school. I got a bit of a reputation. One that I was secretly proud of.”

Abi smiled knowingly. “I think I sucked off just about everyone in my school before I graduated. Including a few teachers. Oral fixation.” She licked her lips seductively. “One night, while my father was rubbing his cock on my lips, I just started licking it. He got scared, but when I opened my mouth wide, he put it in. I was so happy. I didn’t know what I was doing, but all I knew is that I wanted to suck it and never stop.”

“Wow, that must have been a good night for him,” I offered, not sure what else to say.

“That’s where it all started. I loved the taste of his cum. The way it filled my mouth, the way it felt going down my throat, the fact that I knew how bad it was that we were doing that. It gets me so horny just thinking about it.” Her hand went down the front of her scrubs without hesitation. I guess we were just that close after everything. “My clit is so hard right now. Fuck…”

I didn’t want to admit how horny I was. I was supposed to be doing this for him, not me. I didn’t know who I thought I was fooling, but I had to hold onto that or I’d back out. “Should I suck him again?”

“Let me get him ready,” she said and proceed to remove his catheter. I wondered if it was possible that he might pee in my mouth while I was blowing him. Then I realized I didn’t actually care. What kind of freak was I becoming?

I checked to make sure no one could see us, then ducked down and took his cock in my mouth. A warm feeling flowed all through my body. This was what I was always meant for. This was why I loved sucking dick so much. My whole life was leading me to this point.

“Do you really want him to cum?” Abi asked, a bit breathlessly.

I nodded, not wanting to take his cock out of my mouth.

“Do you want to do the prostate massage, or should I?”

A few more sucks, then I came off of him. “You should.” I went right back at it. I imagined doing this to him once he was awake. I could feel his hand on my head, feel him trusting up into me, hear his moans. I rubbed myself through my jeans as I worked.

Abi was doing something. There was a strange smell. It took me a few seconds to recognize that it was lube. She had opened his legs some and was smearing it on his asshole. I knew it was what she had to do, but it still seemed so strange to me. And not just because it was my father’s asshole, but I’d never ventured there with any guy before. It was weirdly exciting.

“Okay, he’s ready,” Abi announced. “Are you ready?”

Another nod. She moved his balls to the side so I could see her gloved middle finger pressing against his anus. Without any trouble, it slid inside him. It looked so fucking hot. I suddenly regretted letting her be the one who got to do it. But, she knew what she was doing, I was clueless. Her finger went all the way in, and she turned her hand once it was.

“Right, there it is,” she said with a whisper. “Just keep sucking, nice and easy.” She was doing something in there, but I couldn’t really tell what. Her hand was moving rhythmically, and I tried to remember how she was doing it so I could do it if I ever had to. If any guy ever let me do this to him. Most of them seemed pretty squeamish about butt stuff being done on them.

“Yes…keep sucking…no need to rush it…use your tongue…that’s it…don’t stop…”

Her words were more helpful than I think she knew. It was like my very own private ASMR session. My back was alive with tingles as I slowly worked my dad’s cock with my mouth. It was so relaxing. Even if he didn’t cum, it was still worth every second.

I always knew when I guy was about to cum in my mouth. There were the sounds he made, obviously, but there was also the way his dick would swell up just before it happened. That, for some reason, was always the best for me. But, there was none of that.

I was just going along, doing my thing, watching Abi finger my father’s asshole only inches in front of my eyes, and suddenly there was cum flowing into my mouth. I gagged, not expecting it, but recovered quickly and began swallowing. I tended to be a spitter, but that felt disrespectful to my dad. I gulped down his semen as fast as I could. And there was a lot of it. I guess it really had been building up in there.

Abi’s fingers worked faster in his butt, milking every drop out of him that she could. I gratefully accepted all he had to offer before coming off of him with a gasp for air. Before I knew it, Abi was kissing me, her tongue exploring my mouth, searching for any remnants of my father’s orgasm that she could find. I loved it. I loved how eager she was, and how much she wanted to share this with me. What I had just done was objectively terrible, but having her in it with me made it almost okay.

We made out over my dad’s hard cock for several minutes. My hand was still grasping his shaft, and her finger was still buried in his asshole. The world could have collapsed around us at that moment and neither of us would have noticed.

I pulled away just enough to say, “Do you want to try it?”

Abi didn’t even pause and went for it. I was watching another woman suck my father’s cock. She moaned long and low as she pumped his dick with her mouth. She looked like she was better at it than I was. She definitely knew how to deepthroat! Too bad he couldn’t be awake for this. He’d love it!

We both startled when we heard a bedpan crash to the floor in another room somewhere. We quickly got up from what we were doing and covered up his offending appendage. We looked around guiltily and noticed one of the other nurses rush past without looking into our room. Crisis averted.

“That was close,” I sighed in relief.

“Not really. That was Megan. Her husband doesn’t know, but she lets me eat her out at least once a week. She wouldn’t rat on us, I don’t think. At least not if she wants to keep sitting on my face whenever she needs it.”

“Should I be jealous?” I teased.

Abi looked at me concerned, then saw that I was smiling. “Would it help if I said you can sit on my face whenever you need it?”

“I think I need it..now.”

“I was hoping you might,” she said and sank down onto the floor on the other side of the bed. I quickly came around, pulled off my pants, and sat on her face. She went straight for my clit, as if she could read my mind. This didn’t make me a lesbian, I assured myself. It was just like masturbating, only I was using another woman’s mouth to do it. Not gay at all.

It only took about two minutes for her to get me off. No one ever made me cum that fast before - not even me! That’s when I was overcome with the urge to get my face in her pussy. This was harder to justify. Fuck it, if I was a lesbian, then I was a fucking lesbian.

I spun around, yanked her scrubs down, and was happy that I didn’t have to figure out how to deal with her panties because she wasn’t wearing any. She willingly opened her legs for me, and I had my mouth on her juicy pussy as quickly as I could. It was divine.

Whenever I had fantasized about other women, they had always been fit, Playboy model types. I never envisioned playing with a fat girl. But now I couldn’t imagine wanting anything else. Those big, jiggly thighs, that full, round belly, those puffy cunt lips, and that wet, wet hole. Fat girls ruled! I was no longer afraid of putting on a few pounds myself. But I couldn’t think about any of that…all I wanted was that pussy!

My tongue slid up and down her slit. Her pubes tickled my cheeks. I didn’t know what I wanted more - her stiff clit, her soft lips, or her delicious hole. I wanted them all! And more. I thought about the way she was fingering dad’s asshole and wondered if she’d be into that.

I eased my index finger into her pussy, and got a restrained groan out of her. I then worked my middle finger into her ass. That earned me a not-so-restrained groan. She liked it! I sucked her clit, and finger fucked both her holes in tandem. Why hadn’t I ever asked a guy to do this to me before? I never knew that being with another woman would give me new ideas for what I wanted to be done to me!

“I’m going to cum,” she whispered urgently, humping up into me. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum…don’t stop. Right there.” A little louder. “Yes, yes…do it…fuck me…fucking fuck! I’m cumming…make my cunt cum! Ooooh, fuuuuuck!”

She strained under me and I could feel her whole body tense. I could tell she was dying to scream but knew she couldn’t. I kept at her, knowing it must have been torture, but also knowing it was exactly what I would have wanted if I were her.

I graced her swollen vulva with several feathery kisses as we caught our breath. There was a small puddle on the floor under her pussy. Had she peed a little? Maybe. That would be so hot if she did. I’d never made anyone lose control like that before. After a few more kisses for her pussy, I went up and we made out some more.

Not only had we shared my father’s cum, but we were now sharing her’s. It was the most erotic experience I’d ever had, and it was happening on the cold floor of a hospital room. But, I wouldn’t have had it any other way.

“Do you think it worked?” I asked, soft and quiet.

She paused, like she didn’t know what I was asking about, then remembered what our mission was tonight. “Oh, I’m sure it did.” She licked my lips and kissed me again. “I’ll check the charts…we won’t know until then.”

“I think you might have peed a little,” I said without thinking. Not sure why I felt the need to mention that.

“Oh?” She was confused again. “Ah, I probably just squirted a little. It happened once before…the first time my father ate me out. I guess I was more excited than I thought.”

“Damn, that’s sexy,” I said and kissed her hard. I felt her fingers between my legs, then inside me. I groped around and found her pussy. We lay there fingering each other for who knows how long.

We went until we each had another orgasm. It wasn’t all fireworks and marching bands, but it was low-key amazing. I knew for sure I wouldn’t be able to escape from this pleasure. I’d always fantasized about other women, but I never imagined it could be this good. I wasn’t ready to give up dick, but I realized that maybe I could live without it if I had to.

“We need to get dressed,” Abi finally sighed. I didn’t want to, but I knew it was only a matter of time before someone caught us. I didn’t really care, but it would mean that she would probably lose her job. And I didn’t want that.

I reluctantly got up, pulled on my pants, and put myself back together. I watched Abi do the same, and got turned on all over again. I had to get her somewhere alone so I could do all the things I wanted to do with that big, beautiful, squishy body of hers.

“I’m going to go check the charts,” she said. She wanted to give me another kiss, I could tell, but she restrained herself and left the room quickly. It felt good that she wanted me as much as I wanted her. Mostly because she didn’t (or couldn’t) hide it.

A few minutes later she was back with a bunch of computer paper that folded out everywhere. She was smiling, which gave me hope.

“Look here,” she said, pointing to something on the papers. “This spike right here, that’s when we made him cum. And you see this?” Her finger settled on the area after the spike, but I was too distracted by her body pressed close to mine, and the smell of her shampoo mixed with the aroma of sex to understand what I might be looking at.

“See how the activity level is down here before the spike, then after it’s up around here? And it’s staying in that range.” She was very excited by this, and so I decided it was okay for me to be excited about it too.

“So…that’s good?”

“It’s great!” She put an arm around me and gave me a hug. “Super good. Everything is trending in the right direction. This is an indication of improvement - real, measurable improvement.”

“But…he looks the same…” I didn’t want to spoil the moment, but all my fears and worries were still there. Sure, he still had that fantastic hard-on, but he was just lying there…lifeless.

“Well, that’s not what matters right now. His body needs rest so it can heal. And his mind needs sex so it can heal.”

“That doesn’t sound very scientific,” I grumbled, wanting to believe her.

“Claire, trust me, he’s getting better, even if you can’t see it yet. I’ve seen this work before, don’t give up on him.”

“Okay, I just…wait, what? You’ve done this before?”

Abi blushed and looked away, unable to meet my eyes. “Sort of…yeah. It was a guy and his mother was in a coma like your dad.” She took a deep breath and made a decision. “I guess I can tell you…we’re almost like sisters now, right?”

I loved that she thought of us in that way.“Sisters in sin, maybe, but yeah.”

“Okay, so he was a really nice guy, and one night I came into the room and he was on top of his mom going at it.”

“You mean like…?”

“Fucking her, yes.”

“That sounds like rape to me.”

“That’s what I thought at first, but then I heard him saying something. He was whispering to her how much he loved her, and that he couldn’t live without her. How he had been afraid to tell her how much he wanted her, and now it might be too late. It was heartbreaking.”

“I bet. And you were just there watching him do it?”

“I guess. My first instinct was to call security and haul the creep away and lock him up. But I could tell that he was doing it because he loved her so much, not out of some perverted urge he had just to get off. Plus, he had a really cute butt.”

I gave her a pinch. She grabbed my hand and held onto it. That felt nice.

“I saw the same kinds of things on his mom’s brain activity charts. I ended up talking to him about it…”

“Like you did with me.”

“Something like that, but not as subtle. He was horrified that I knew what he had done, but when I encouraged him to keep doing it, he wasn’t too hard to convince. It took another week, but he fucked his mom every night.”

“And you were there to provide medical supervision?”

“Someone had to,” she said sincerely.

“And he also fucked you?”

She bit her lip guiltily. “Okay, yes, but just once…or twice. You know how horny I can get.”

“I sure do.” With that, I leaned in and kissed her. It wasn’t a passionate, wild kiss, but more of a sensual one. We understood each other in a way that no one else could.

“Anyway,” Abi said, when we finally separated, “Mom woke up from her coma and was completely lucid - no loss of brain function, just like she had been before.” Abi’s hand found one of my little breasts and she toyed with my nipple. I think she was trying to get me to jump her again! If so, she was going to be successful.

“She told me that she was having very weird and disturbing dreams while she was out. She dreamed that her son was making love to her. I guess it was the way she said ‘making love’ and not having sex or fucking. I had to explain to her that’s what was really happening.” Abi paused for a little more kissing. Would she get into trouble too if someone caught us making out? If it’s going to be the same either way, we should just be sucking each other off, I thought.

“When I saw the way she smiled when I told her that, I knew I had made the right decision not to call security. I don’t know for sure what was going on in her head, but she was happy that he had made love to her while she was out of it. I heard from the son a couple months later. Mom was fully recovered, and they had become committed lovers.” Abi suddenly grabbed my crotch, and I gasped with the suddenness of it. “I want your cunt so bad right now,” she growled.

“I can get a hotel,” I panted. “I want to be naked with you.” I sounded delirious.

“Wait, we can’t get distracted,” she said, trying to talk sense. “I want all that too, but your dad…” She forced herself to stand, and drew me up with her. “Look…he’s still hard.”

I looked and saw that he was. Dad really had some staying power. I liked that.

Abi cleared her throat. “Maybe we should give him another treatment?”

I was too horny to say no. Even if I was mostly convinced it wasn’t at all ethical, I might have still gone for it. “Okay, yeah, let’s do it.”

“Only, this time, maybe I could suck his cock and you can do the prostate massage?”

“You want me to stick my finger in my dad’s butthole?”

“You might be surprised how much you like it,” Abi said and pulled the sheet aside, exposing his potent erection.

“Okay, yeah, I’ll do it. But you have to talk me through it.”

“I’ll be right here with you the whole time,” she said and went for his dick like she was a dog let off the leash. Damn, she looked beautiful with a cock in her mouth! Or was it just because it was my father’s cock in her mouth?

Either way, I put on a tight, rubber glove and lubed up my finger…

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