After what seemed like minutes a nurse came in and after realizing I was awake called for the doctor. She moved next to me and looked over the monitors and held my wrist. I guess she was taking my pulse. The doctor came in and asked how I felt. I tried to speak and it sounded coarse. He told me to relax; it was natural to have trouble speaking at first. He told the nurse to get some liquids and he would be back shortly.
She brought some crushed ice and rubbed it on my lips and eventually giving me sips of water every few minutes. She started talking to me and eventually I was able to talk back without any coarseness in my voice.
Half hour or so later the doctor came back in and asked me again how I felt. I told him I had a little headache and my arms and legs felt heavier than normal. He said that was normal without elaborating. He then asked if I had pain anywhere else. I told him no. He wrote something in my chart and told the nurse to give me something for my headache.
After I downed the pills he asked me what the last thing I remembered. I told him about the dinner but didn't remember anything more. He told me I was hit by a car outside the restaurant right after the dinner and after extensive surgery I went deep into a coma. I was shocked and wondered how long I was out.
He looked at me for a few seconds waiting for me to ask. I asked again how long I have been here for. He told me it was just over three years. I was speechless. I asked if they could call my girlfriend to let her know I was awake. He looked at the nurse and back to the chart. The nurse said no one had been in to see me in over two years. The doctor who was still looking at the chart said a woman named Jazmine had been there when I was brought in and there was a number. He said he would try to call her as he walked out of the room. The nurse asked if I needed anything but I didn't say anything and just looked up at the ceiling. I had been forgotten by everyone including my family.
Sometime later the doctor came back in and told me he got in touch with Jazmine and she said she would be in as soon as she could. He took some blood and left. The nurse who had been there the whole time showed me how to control the TV before she left as well. I flipped through the channels not really focused on the TV.
My mind was wandering about how much changed and why everyone stopped coming to visit me including my girlfriend. I came across a news channel and stopped to see what was happening in the world. It was the usual stuff I was used to seeing and nothing really jumped out at me so I continued flipping through the channels. With nothing on that grabbed my attention, my mind wandered back to Jazmine. We had big plans before the accident and I wondered what happened to cause her to stop coming to see me and being by my side.
I began trying to move my arms and legs. I was making fists, holding my arms and legs up; doing everything I could do to exercise my sorely underused limbs. After ten minutes or so, I could feel all he muscles in my arms and legs burning from the sudden use. I decided to take it slow and try not to rush my body. I closed my eyes to clear my mind when suddenly I began hearing voices. My eyes popped open to see who was in my room, but it was empty. The voices didn't stop, but were a low murmur in the background.
The nurse came back in with a tray of food. She told me I wouldn't be able to eat solid food for a few days at the earliest, but she got me some soup and crackers. As she set the tray down I asked her if she could hear anything in the room. She paused and listened for a few seconds then told me no. She said my ears are probably shocked by my surroundings and I would adjust. I hoped so. The voices weren't unbearable but they were annoying.
She set the table up to come over my bed as I heard her think in my mind. She thought it was a pity she wouldn't be able to sponge me down anymore and hold my wonderfully large dick in her hand. I was taken aback especially since I didn't see her lips move and her body language didn't seem to indicate what she was really thinking. She looked at me and smiled as she brought the spoon to my mouth. As I gingerly swallowed the soup, I commented that I didn't feel fresh and could use a shower. Her eyes lit up as she thought "maybe I will get to hold his dick in my hands again" as she said I wouldn't be strong enough to stand without assistance for a few days but she would help me into the bathroom and help me wash up if I wanted as an image of my dick popped into her thoughts. I looked her over while her back was turned and noticed she wasn't that bad looking, even if she wasn't my normal type. I told her I'd appreciate the help but didn't want her to get her uniform wet. She told me it wouldn't be a problem as she walked to the door and locked it. I could feel my seriously underused dick getting hard already with the implications of the door being locked.
She asked if I wanted her to wash me how she had been washing me for the past few years. Without thinking I told her sure, whatever is easiest. She got a slight smile on her face, but in her thoughts she was wondering if I'd report her if she did it exactly the same way. I frowned, and told her it would stay between us. She looked at me questioningly and I realized I was hearing her thoughts when she didn't move her lips but I heard her think "I'll go slow and see how he reacts". She pulled my sheets down to my feet. I asked her name and she told me it was Lisa. Lisa helped me sit up and slide my feet over the side of the bed. She helped me stand, with the majority of my weight on her as I gained my bearings. After we stood there for a minute or two with my arm around her, I felt my dick harden slightly. We began to walk to the private bathroom and I was able to stand a little more on my own with each step, but my legs were already starting to ache.
We finally made it to the bathroom and I noticed the shower/tub had a bench built in. She helped me into the shower and sat me down as I said my hospital gown would get in the way. She laughed and told me to hold on, she did this four times a week, that she had a strategy. She turned pulling a towel and fresh gown from the drawer and placed them on the sink. She turned around and told me to relax as she reached around me and untied the gown. She pulled it off with one quick motion. My dick was already starting to show signs of life and was now half hard. She looked at it and I heard her audibly sigh. Her thoughts betrayed her professionalism. I heard her think she'd never get a chance to feel it inside of her again if she didn't do it today. I was super nervous as she tossed the gown in the trash bin and turned around to look at me with a hungry look on her face.
I could tell she was turned on as she turned the water on from the thoughts she was having. I'm sitting here butt ass naked with my dick growing by the second. She puts a sponge next to me along with the soap. I decided now was the best time to make my move since she could barely take her eyes off my dick. I told her she should take her scrubs off so she didn't have to work the rest of her shift in wet clothes. Her thoughts lit up and wanted to jump at the opportunity, but she tried to be professional and said it would be fine. I told her it would stay between me and her and insisted, pointing out that she already locked the door, thinking that we could fuck or I would at least get a blowjob or a chance to see her naked. After all, it had been at least three years since I had cum that I know of.
She finally relented and pulled her shirt up over her head. Her tits were slightly bigger than my fist and she had a tight flat stomach. Her pants dropped and I immediately noticed she had no panties on. She blushed as I stared at her bald pussy. She said she didn't know what was coming over her as she unhooked her bra and tossed it on the counter with the rest of her clothes. I thought to her I wanted a shower after she focused on my dick. I sensed she was holding back so I asked her if all she did was wash me over the last three years. She seemed hesitant, but started to tell me she had jerked me off countless times and gave me a blowjob many times, and even rode me a few times. I told her she had my full blessing now to do whatever she wanted. I was taking a risk here, but what did I have to lose, we were already naked in a locked bathroom with me.
She surprised the fuck out of me as she lowered her head to my dick and started licking the head. It didn't take long for her to take the head in her mouth and began sucking my dick with everything in her. She was going to town on me as she was rolling my balls around in her hand. It felt like I was in heaven, this was easily the best blowjob I have ever had. Her mouth was warm and soft, yet firm with her sucking. After five minutes or so, I imagined she was riding me and within seconds she was moving up and sat on my dick, facing away from me and sliding up and down on my shaft. Her pussy felt even better than her mouth, her pussy felt like it was molded to my dick, it was tight, yet allowed me to slide in and out easily. I lifted my arms up and grabbed an ass cheek in each hand as she was bouncing up and down on me. I thought that she should have cum by now and seconds later, her pussy convulsed around my dick. It was more than I could take and I whimpered that I was going to cum, but she didn't take me out of her. I shot my load deep in her pussy, for what I assume wasn't the first time.
After she finished milking my dick with her pussy, she got back to her feet and turned around to face me. She asked me how the first time was since waking up. I told her I felt right at home inside her and look forward to doing it again many times in the future. She blushed and quickly went to work with the soap and sponge, washing my entire body starting at my head and working her way down to my feet. My dick was half hard when she got to that point, but she told me it would have to wait until later or we would get caught, even as she lingered on my dick pretending to use the sponge to wash it. I nodded, a little disappointed but I didn't want her to get in trouble. My mind wandered to being able to hear her thoughts and the coincidence of her doing what I thought, like I had some kind of mind control power. I laughed inside and told myself no way, it was just a coincidence. She finished washing me, rinsing me and drying me off and was about to help me to my feet to get my gown back on when her thought came out that she had to pee. I thought to her to pee on the shower floor and a couple seconds later, she peed on the shower floor. I was dumbfounded, but not as much as her because she immediately said she didn't know what came over her, and she kept apologizing to me. I told her not to worry about it as she finished putting my new gown on me and led me back to the bed, she was still completely naked.
I reminded her that she didn't have any clothes on and she quickly went back to the bathroom and emerged fully clothed again. She fixed herself up in the mirror and was satisfied with how she looked. She came over to the bed to hook me back up to the machines as I asked her if I was better when I was awake. She told me hell yes, she came on my dick many times, that's why she turned down a promotion to stay my nurse. I told her I would love to hang out with her whenever I get released from the hospital and figure out what was next for me. She smiled, but inside she was jumping up and down. She loved me, even though I had never been awake before today, she felt like she knew me and would do anything for me.
I got lost in thought as she said she would be back shortly, she had to go check on her other patients. I watched her tight ass walk out of the room and lay in bed thinking about the possibilities of mind reading and mind control. I realized I was still hearing her thoughts as she wandered from room to room checking on her patients. I was able to hear thoughts, this was going to be interesting.
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To Be Continued...
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