Misc. Erotica Mother’s Helping Hands

I slept like the dead that night. The next morning my mom had me up early to go back to the doctor’s office. I had expected her to be somewhat awkward that morning, but mom was happier than usual as she helped me down the stairs and into the car. We got to the doctor's office and waited a while in the lobby. I couldn't keep my eyes off my mom and was curious to see the jealous looks shot her way by the others in the office.

Finally, a nurse came out and called my name, she led my stepmom, and I back to the room and had us wait, asking me to remove my shirt until the doctor arrived. When he arrived, he was all business as he checked my cuts and scrapes, then my arms to see how the bones were setting and how my movement was.

"You won't have the use of your hands for several weeks, lad, but you should be able to move around a bit more now. Still, I'd like to take a look at it, make sure it's healing correctly." He turned to his chart and gave a look at the notes there and then glanced at my mom saying, "I would say no more than 50 minutes of activity a day for the next few days, and then he should be good for a few hours a day. Make sure he keeps taking the meds for sleep, I don't want to roll around while restless."

"I understand, doctor," she said with a smile at me, "he will be well taken care of."

"Good," the doctor said, standing and walking to the door, "I will have the nurse come in and get you to x-ray and your prescriptions." Turning to look at me, he gave a bracing smile, a brief flash of teeth quickly gone, "You'll be back to using those arms before you know it, Jack! Just make sure you take it easy and heal up now. That way, you won't do any permanent damage to your grip." Then he was gone, and mom helped me slip my shirt back on.

We waited in silence my mom reading through messages on her phone, while I took in the pictures on the wall, when the nurse came in, we both smiled to see aunt Lauren in her nurses uniform. She looked the perfect part with her blond hair wrapped up in a bun, and her ample chest strapped down beneath her top.

"I got to check out your x-rays slugger, and it's great news!" she said as she came in with a big folder. Going to the x-ray viewer, she pulled out two print and put them up on the wall. "See here?" She asked, pointing to a spot that looked exactly like everything else to me in the area, greyish bone. "This is a clean break, and it's setting perfectly. The doctor says you should be back to new in a few months after just a little therapy to build back the muscles."

"Oh, that's wonderful news!" Mom cried and jumped up to hug her sister. She turned to me, clasping her hands together in excitement, then rubbing my cheek instead of a big hug.

"That's a relief, aunt Lauren," I said, "Thank you for telling me."

"I mentioned to the other nurses your situation, and they all agree with me that only with proper and regular treatments can you continue to heal as you have been. It's the sound sleeping and lack of restless energy, along with your obvious sense of well-being, that we believe is contributing to the rapid healing from such a terrible injury."

"Really?" I asked at the same time, mom murmured, "I agree."

“Oh yes, Jack,” aunt Lauren said, her smile turning wicked, “I need to borrow your mom for a little while. We’re going to go over your physical therapy regimen that the doctor wants to start you on now.”

“Physical therapy already?” I asked, scared for the pain I knew that meant.

“I believe the doctor mentioned fifty minutes a day,” mom said.

"Just wait here, Jack, the head nurse, will be in with your prescriptions in a minute." Then she led my mom out of the room, and I was stuck waiting again, without the use of my phone to help kill time, you don't realize how much you truly miss a thing till it's gone.

The door opened, and a tall Latina woman wearing large black-framed glasses swept in wearing a lab coat and carrying several bottles of pills and reading the labels. She doubled checked a sheet and shut the door, placing them on a tray and pulling over a seat for herself. Then leaning back, she looked up at me, taking me in at a glance.

“I’m Nurse Gomez.” Her smile was warm, and I instantly felt comfortable with her. "You're Jack, I take it?"

"Have a lot of other eighteen-year-old with two broken arms?" I asked, laughing despite myself.

“We would have a lot more if they knew what the treatment was,” She said softly while her chair rolled forward. I began to grow alarmed as she reached out and began to unbuckle the belt of my pants.

"Nurse, what are you doing?" I asked, my voice growing shrill.

"Jack, this is a medical office, and I'm a medical professional," Her face and voice were severe. Still, her eyes held a sexy little twinkle as she rested her hand upon my hardening crotch, the buckle undone, but pants still zipped, "don't you want me to perform your medical treatment, Jack?"

I could only nod my head as she smiled, "Good. Now relax, young man, this will be over quickly." She popped the fly on my pants and pulled down the zipper, pushing both jeans and underwear down. Her hands slid up the sides of my thighs as she took in my cock rising before her.

“That’s what she meant…” She said softly, staring at it.

“What who meant?” I asked, super nervous what she thought.

"Your aunt Jack," Nurse Gomez looked at me with a delighted expression, her hand slid up my thighs and up my shaft. Her hot hands eliciting a groan out of me, "But she didn't tell me your cock was this big, this thick. Oh, mierda, necesito sentir que esto me estira, tell me Jack, have you ever fucked a woman before?”

I could only shake my head, trying to puzzle out her Spanish. The woman stood quickly, nodding her head once and reaching out she pulled my face into a deep passionate kiss, her tongue snaking into my mouth and finding mine. My cock was diamond-hard as she let go of me and walked over to the door, turning the lock. Turning back to me, she slid her skirt up over her hips and guided me back onto the hospital bed. I saw her reach down and slide off her panties, falling and catching on one ankle. I saw her black heels, and my cock throbbed even harder. Her eyes were taking me in, and then her hand was on my cock, and her legs astride my hips.

Gently, ever so gently, she slid herself down my dick, the feeling was hot and wet in a way I couldn't begin to describe. Except I felt myself starting to cum almost instantly in the tight walls of her pussy. The nurse knelt above me, slowly lowering herself down, her voice whispering nastiness in Spanish into my ears as her pussy stretched wider and wider, and my dick plumbed her depth deeper and deeper. Then finally, she was seated in my lap. She looked down at me with soft and kindly eyes and then slowly began to rock her hips forward and back. The feeling was intense, and my toes began to tingle.

“Nurse, I’m gonna cum,” I said in a soft strained voice.

"Not yet," She said, her voice tight, "I am so full, you are so deep baby, please, I can feel it coming baby, please!"

I shut my eyes, focusing on cold water, stinging winds and wrinkled flesh, anything to keep my mind off the nirvana sliding up and down my cock, or the hard clit grinding along its length. Then I felt her hips shuddering, "Cum for me, Bueno mijo, orgasm para mi, I’m cumming on your perfect cock baby, you’re making me cum!”

I couldn't make out anything else she said because my own orgasm was hitting me, shooting ropes of cum deep into her body. I was breathing heavy, and my whole body was tired, bur remarkably felt nothing adverse to any injuries. Like a gentle lamb, she climbed off me and cleaned up quickly and professionally. When my pants were on, and it was as if nothing had happened, she came up and kissed me deeply again. Placing her lips at my ear said, "You have the most beautiful cock I have ever felt, I need it again, Jack." Her smile turned to a near snarl as her hand gripped my balls tight, "soon!"

"Um, ok!" I said with a nervous smile. She smiled again and kissed me deeply and passionately. I was breathing heavy as she swept out of the room. My mom and aunt came back a few minutes later to find me staring at a stupid picture on the wall with a silly grin on my face. We headed out to the car, and mom started driving home, being super careful as always since the accident.