Stalker Ch. 01

Declan came to. His blurry eyes slowly focused on the soft lights embedded in the hung ceiling panels. He was lying prone on a bed with soft sheets and a large pillow under his head. He heard steady blips and beeps and turned his head slightly to see a screen monitor with a bouncing green trace moving across it. His mind cleared a little more and he turned his head further to find he was in what appeared to be a hospital room.

Then his memory returned and, in his mind, he saw his windshield wipers flapping at the highest speed, fighting the downpour, just before he saw the big rig front grill with 'PETERBUILT' looming large as it smashed head-on into his sedan's front end. The air bag blew up in his face and his next revelation was this hospital room.

He heard words in his head but not his ears: 'Oh, seems like our lucky guy is coming around'.

A face came into his vision. It was a woman, a pretty brunette, her hair coiffed up, and smiling.

"Well, hello there. Welcome back. I'm Doctor Abigale Allen. Can you tell me your name?"

"Uh... Declan?"

"Okay, Declan, how many fingers am I holding up?"

"Uh... three?"

"Very good. Please lie still. You are at Memorial General Hospital. You were in a bad traffic accident. We performed some emergency surgery on your broken arm but nothing too serious. Other than that, you had a nasty bruise on your head, some concussion. The MRI showed a slight spot of concern but nothing we can identify that needs more intervention. In a few days, you should be up and around."

Declan heard those words in his ears and then other words in his mind.

'I sure hope you're up and around before you're discharged. Me and the nurses would love a little around time with you. The nurses all twittered and competed to do your sponge bath. What luck to have a studly guy like you to care for: a great strong body and a great big dick.'

Declan looked down across the sheets that covered the soft topic of those perceived but unspoken comments. He turned his head slightly toward his smiling doctor and heard some other words out loud.

"Well, I'll send one of the nurses in to take your vitals and help with anything else you may need."

Declan's thoughts ran over the previous message that she hadn't spoken but he had received. He looked closer at his doctor. She wore a white lab coat with her name on the breast pocket. That breast pocket was bulged out over a large set of packed boobs, a valley of cleavage between the lapels. He felt his cock twitch at the sight. Well, at least that part of his anatomy didn't seem damaged. He pondered its need for attention. His thoughts were frisky and personal.

'What I need is a blowjob.'

Dr. Allen's eyes gave a small pop and she looked at her patient with a surprised expression that melted into a sly grin. She tapped the sheet covering his groin.

"I'll send in a nurse to take care of that."

Declan was sure he hadn't spoken out loud but his thoughts had registered with the doctor. She turned to leave but he had another unspoken wish.

'I'd rather see your naked tits while YOU suck me off.'

She moved to the room door, closed and locked it, and turned back, unbuttoning her lab coat. The loosened lapels peeled back and revealed her chest meat packed in a lacy black bra. Shrugging her shoulders, the lab coat fell to her elbows as her hands moved behind and unclipped the sexy boob covers' back strap. The shoulder straps fell down her arms and the cups fell off her big tits to reveal broad dark nipples. She stepped towards her studly patient's bedside.

Declan was in a trance. Had she read his mind? Had he projected his thoughts? What was that about a spot of concern on his brain scan MRI?

"Dr. Allen? What's going on?"

"You told me you needed a blowjob."

Declan was even more sure he hadn't spoken it out loud. Regardless, her hands tunneled under the sheets and wrapped his semi-tumescence, while her beautiful tits nearly poked his face.

She flipped back the sheets and leaned in, kissing the knob tip before sucking it in. Her tongue wrapped his glans. He lay back and closed his eyes, feeling the sensations of her oral caresses. His cock grew larger, a mighty mouth full.

'I hope she goes deeper.'

Abigale pressed down and took him to the edge of her throat. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes, focusing on the fellatio scene playing out in the hospital room.

'I wonder if she can deepthroat.'

He felt her pause, and then plunge his cock past her tonsils as her nose pressed his pubic bush. It had been a long time since bachelor Declan had dated or had sex. He exploded his semen down her gullet: one... two... three shots and two additional dribbles.

She swallowed it all, staying deep down on his cock. As he sensed himself whither, his mind heard her thoughts.

'Wow, that's a lot of spunk for just one man. I hope he can recover quickly. I doubt this secret will stay secret for very long.'

Dr. Allen rose off his softening rod. She smiled and patted his groin lovingly as she pulled the sheets over his torso, hiding his saliva coated appendage.

"I'll send in a nurse to take your vitals."

He opened his eyes to see her plumping her bountiful breasts, adjusting them comfortably in the refastened boob harness. She shrugged her lab coat over her shoulders and buttoned it closed. She smiled again at her charge.

'I wonder how much I can extract in favors from the nursing staff for the opportunity to be with him next?'

Declan heard the words in his head but was drowsy after his ejaculation. He closed his eyes and all thoughts faded into slumber.

He rose out of a restful sleep; his eyes fluttered open. As his vision cleared, a pair of green-blue eyes filled his view. The face moved back and he became aware of the buxom redhaired lass in scrubs standing beside his bed.

"Oh, you're awake. So, how do you feel? Any pains?"

Declan looked closer at the short, rounded figure next to him. Even in the loose scrubs, he could tell she was well built, endowed with a heavy chest and right sized ass. The name tag pushed forward by her breasts said 'Mandy'.

She was gazing at him, her eyes flickering lower towards his groin. He took the side glance as a flirty implication and felt his cock engorge. He put to the test his new suspicion and formed a mental suggestion.

'I have a swelling down there that could use some soothing attention.'

Mandy's eyes popped and squinted. She moved slowly, rolling down the sheets to expose his groin.

"Oh, yes, I see the problem. Let me take care of that."

She pulled the draw strings of her scrub pants which quickly dropped to the floor. Her hands took hold of the scrub top and pulled it over her head. She stood now in boob packed bra and camel toe molding panties.

'Keep going' he thought.

"Of course," she said.

She popped the catch on her bra and the cups joined the scrubs in a heap. Bending forward, her boobs dangled and swayed as she skimmed down her undies. Rising, she reached out and placed them on his side stand.

"You can keep those if you like."

Turning to her task, she handled his semi-tumescent prick. Examining the problem, she took a step to perform the diagnosis procedure.

"I'll need a proper position to remedy your discomfort."

She sprang on the bed and mounted astride his hips, placing his belly lolling fat appendage against her warm, wet labia. A couple of long sweeps ran her pink flesh along his sensitized genital skin, moistening his erection.

He picked up on her thoughts.

'Oow... That should help.'

He thought the same as she continued a slow caress of her tenting pussy lips on his now solid erection. Her hand descended and levered up his shaft beneath her elevated crotch, squirming her hips to get aligned for his penetration of her cunt. His tip was poised where it should be and with an audible sigh, not a silent reflection, she let her thighs that held her soft body aloft relax and let her weight do the work of driving him up inside her feminine opening.

Declan felt the thrill of his cock sliding inside the big-titted lass; his hands lifted to cup and clutch her round boobs. They were each large enough to be two handfuls but he used only one hand on each, at once, to his intimate indulgence. He squeezed the pliant masses, pinched and pulled the nipples and gave playful slaps to the sides, watching the fluid ripples as they banged together.

All the while, Mandy cooed her delight at being the first to fuck their VIP patient, slip-sliding in coital union with her patient, even as he molested her tits. She steadily rammed his cock into her suctioning pussy.

The rousing bout of sex went on for a while, each partner dedicated to their own pleasure just as much as they wished the same for the other. The interaction of cock and cunt was building the impetuous pair towards their climax. They were reaching the peak when the door suddenly opened and Dr Allen strode into the room. Mandy's cyclic motions hesitated as both of them looked over at the interruption.

Dr. Allen saw her recuperating patient receiving some innovative curative from his nurse. Abby let the door close and took a side seat to observe with a researcher's curiosity what benefits this age old but unique therapy might produce. With the unaffected attitude of her boss evident, Mandy resumed her thrusting and soon brought Declan to the desired result. His groans and moans filled the room as he emptied his balls of any unhealthy backlog of teeming cum.

The nurse followed his orgasmic lead and her body vibrated with the ecstatic shivers of pride for a dose of healing well applied. She fell forward, feeding her nipples to him for fond kisses and suckles. She kissed his forehead and inquired his condition.

"Feeling better?"

'Fantastic...' he thought.

'Good," said the women in simultaneous agreement.

Dr. Allen assigned Mandy as Declan's sole nurse. Over the next few days, Declan received Mandy's twice daily special medicinal and, in the end, he was declared fit enough for discharge from the hospital. He was prescribed weekly follow-ups for outpatient therapeutics with his favorite nurse. He was a very compliant patient.