Caring for Sylvia - Pt. 01

All characters are over 18. This is a complete work of fiction and does not represent any persons living or dead. This is a fantasy and does no suggest any actions that have been or should be taken in real life.

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Sylvia and Julie had been on the way home from some shopping for clothes in the after Christmas clearance sales. Sylvia was home from university for the holiday and had been due to go back for her final semester of her undergraduate degree. Plans change. My daughter Sylvia was lucky to escape with a broken hip, dislocated collarbone, a few fractured vertebrae, a separated rib, and a concussion. The drunk driver had struck her side of the car in a "T-bone" collision. Thank goodness for all the airbags. When I went and saw the car at the wrecker's yard, I truly appreciated the safety features of the big heavy Swedish car.

My wife Julie wasn't so lucky. The force of the impact triggered a sudden cardiac arrest, and she died trapped in the car before the emergency responders could get to her. The other driver had been drunk and survived but would spend several years in jail for manslaughter. I hired an attorney to go after her insurance and personal assets for medical bills and anything else we might need, but that would take years.

After a few days in the hospital, they advised that Sylvia would be ready to move the convalescent care. After touring the available facilities and seeing the overworked staff and the grim nature of these places (not to mention the cost) I decided to bring her home and hire a nursing service to help.

The first day the nursing service came in and helped me get the bed and traction device setup for Sylvia's hip and spine and dropped off supplies for bathing and cleaning and got Sylvia moved and situated. She was out of it that first day and the nursing staff didn't do much but got her cleaned up. Their schedule included two visits a day in the mid-morning and late afternoon. Before checking out of the hospital the doctor and a physical therapist had run me through a routine for her for the following six weeks to get her ready for the next surgery. She would need feeding and bathing, tissue massages to keep the blood flowing, and a series of exercises to keep the joints mobile. With nursing help this all seemed doable, but reality set in when I walked into Sylvia's room that first morning at home. I was struck by the feeling that I had taken on more than I had appreciated, and the smell of feces.

They had done two surgeries on her back and hip to remove some bone fragments and set pins in her hip. There would be another surgery in a few weeks to set a plate on her hip, but they wanted the pins to heal before the next challenge. She had been given a fair amount of opiates for pain at the hospital and they had advised that she was also given a laxative to deal with the potential constipation. Last night the nurse had given Sylvia a pain killer, some muscle relaxer and a sleeping pill that would be tapered down over the next few weeks. The nurse had explained that laying on her back in some amount of pain largely unable to move for weeks was going to be an ordeal and she should appreciate this little vacation while it lasts.

I was up at 6 AM as usual and went in to check on her. She was still fully asleep, but from the smell in the room it was clear that this could not wait until the nursing staff arrived in a few hours. A few weeks ago, I had not expected to ever see my 22-year-old daughter nude and now I would be wiping her ass. To stabilize her broken hip and the compressed vertebrae in her lower back, she had a brace around her torso and both legs were held in traction. This position held her legs slightly elevated and spread apart making it possible to lower the foot of the bed to clean her and hopefully allowing her to use a bedpan in the future without moving her hips or torso. I understood that this position was intended to create access to her pussy and anus for sanitation, and I hoped that it would allow me to get her clean without hurting her. I gathered up the cleaning supplies and steeled myself for a bizarre and unpleasant job. I didn't know how awake or alert she might be, but I thought it was best to talk her through what I was doing and hopefully she wouldn't get alarmed if she suddenly woke up. "Sylvia, honey, you need to be changed and cleaned ok? I am going to get this diaper off you and wipe you down. Let me know if something is uncomfortable ok?".

She didn't respond, so I pulled the covers down and lifted her opened backed gown to her waist. I opened the diaper and saw that things were pretty loose, and the containment of the diaper had pressed the mess into the folds of her groin. I also saw that Sylvia had taken advantage of the winter to let her grooming go and she had a big bush of blond hair that was a stinky mess.

"I am going to slide the diaper out and wash you up. I know your hip hurts, so I am going to be gentle as I can." I gently slid a towel up under the diaper keep the mess off the sheets and then wrestled the filthy diaper out. It took some work to get her wiped down and even with my most gentle manipulations of her thighs, she moaned several times with pain. I finally got her clean and took a few moments to stop and look at the situation. Since I was going to be cleaning her for the next few weeks and probably months, I decided that that the wild bush needed go. I figured the best time to do it would be now while she was still mostly out of it and wouldn't suffer the embarrassment of watching her father shave her pussy. I went and got my hair clippers and an electric foil style shaver.

"Sylvia, I am almost done cleaning you, but we need to do a bit of grooming to make this easier. I am going to give you a quick trim." She still seemed mostly out of it and did not respond.

I started with a 20-millimeter guard on the clippers and took down the length of most of her blond curly pubic hair. The blond curls were cute and surprisingly soft, so I left her a longer patch in a triangle at the top of her slit. I used the clipper with the long guard to trim down the hair along her mound and to catch the stray longer hairs along her thighs and perineum. Her inner labia weren't overly large, but they did pout a bit, so I gently pulled them first one side and then the other to pull the skin tight and get the longer hairs along the outer labia. I then swapped on the short 2-millimeter guard to shorten some of the hair for shaving it off. She only had a bit of fuzz and a few longer hairs between her vulva and anus, but it would be easier to clean this way and no point in leaving the job half done. I worked around her anus, along her perineum, and around the bikini line with the clippers and the short guard. I brought the bikini line in substantially leaving the longer trimmed hair in a thin strip along her labia. I noticed that as I moved her labia they began to engorge, her body responding to the handling, vibration, and pressure. Seeing her pussy like this I started to get some fullness in my cock.

I then took the electric shaver and went back over these areas to get the hairs fully cut down and smooth. I had never shaved anyone like this, and it took some time to catch all of the hairs. It was nice to have something useful to do and I marveled that her young skin was so amazingly soft and smooth. She was a fit woman of her early twenties, at the height of her beauty and allure, and her little pussy looked beautiful freshly shaved.

Once I finished, I got a washcloth from the bathroom and ran it under some warm water and wiped her down and collecting all of the hairs onto the towel under her bottom. I hadn't taken any time yet to start to pack up my wife's things, so I had a bathroom full of soaps and lotions to choose from. I had found some ingrown hair serum and some lotion that would hopefully protect her skin.

"I am almost done, but I am going to put some lotion on you. It might be cold."

My cock was now uncomfortably hard and in a tight spot in my jeans. I reached into my pants do a readjustment, I noticed that there was a bit of precum on the tip of my cock. As I stared at my daughters freshly trimmed pussy I started to think about the last time I had fucked my wife. With Sylvia home and the flurry of holiday parties, it had been a few days before the accident that Julie and I had last fucked. It was just a quickie in the morning before heading to the airport to get Sylvia. I wish we had had something more special as the last time we made love.

Ten days prior... I had woken before the alarm with morning wood. It had been a few days and my balls were sore. I thought about waiting until lunch or after dinner but I needed some relief and who knew how busy we might get wih Sylvia in the house. Julie was on her side snuggled in the covers facing away from me dressed in a light nightgown and panties. I was in a pair of snug boxer briefs, but the head of my hard cock was exposed above the waist band already starting to weep with precum as I thought about fucking my wife. I rolled over to spoon her in one practiced motion bringing my arm under her nightgown and my hand to cup her breasts pressing my hard cock against her butt. As I began to caress her breasts running my hand lightly over her side and thigh she had said groggily that there no time and we needed to get to the airport to pickup Sylvia. As she said this she had also straightened her bottom leg and bent her top leg giving me access to rub along the inside of her thighs and along the gusset of her panties. She knew I needed this and I didn't plan to be stopped.

As I exposed us both to the cold bedroom air she raised her hips to allow me to peel off her underwear and I shed my briefs. With her still on her side and her lower leg straight, I again bent her top leg up to expose her pussy and anus and then straddled her lower leg. I rested my balls on her firm smooth thigh as I gathered some saliva and moistened the head of my cock. Using one hand to lift her thigh and spread her ass, I began to rub the head of my cock along her slit spreading her labia and rubbing her clit. The cold air in the room was bracing on my naked skin, but I was too fully aroused to be bothered.

Once I started to feel a bit of slickness and Julie's breathing deepened, I added a bit more saliva to the head and shaft of my cock and nestled it into her opening. It was morning and she was dry, but I knew she would lubricate quickly as I entered her body. At first I pushed until my head was just inside her and lightly pumped feeling her tightness open up and her glands begin to coat my cock in her slickness. I applied more pressure lengthening each thrust to slowly advance. With gradual gentle thrusting I worked my hard cock fully into her body. Once I was fully inside of her, I bent down over her to caress her side and breasts and kiss her neck and shoulders. At first she lay there peacefully as though asleep, but her breath began to pick up as I caressed her and gently ground my fully buried cock into her body. I was fully buried inside her enjoying her hot tightness enclosing my cock and feeling the back of her vagina stretching against me. I held this position grinding against her for a minute or two until she gently pushed me up with her arm telling me she was ready. I sat up taking the weight off her leg and onto my knees. I placed both of my hands on her ass and upper thigh giving me support to smoothly thrust my full length into her. I lengthened each thrusts feeling her become more wet and accommodating to the girth of my cock, my balls and anus sliding lightly along her warm thigh added to a nice sensation as I slowly increased my pace. From this angle I wasn't slamming into her cervix so I didn't need to worry about hurting her.

She used her free arm to brace against the mattress as her breasts oscillated with my rhythmic pounding. Each stroke I pulled back until only the tip of my cock kept me aligned with her opening before ramming it back home. Still with her eyes closed she began to pant giving a small gasp each time I hit full depth. I was always a bit surprised and maybe complimented by this panting. I was doing all fucking, but Julie breathed like she was working hard just to take my cock. As the morning light crept in through the curtains, I had leaned back and looked down to see the length of my cock pistoning into her body. Her vulva was strength tightly around my shaft gripping me with each outward stroke. There was a bit of cream from her pussy accumulating around the base of my shaft giving evidence to her body's arousal. I loved how I could see her clean puckered anus pulsing with the rhythm of my fucking her pussy. I was tempted to press my thumb into her ass to feel my dick inside her through the thin wall of skin, but just the thought was enough for me to know I didn't need the extra arousal. I could feel the tightening of my muscles and the swelling of my cock for the approaching climax.

Julie was rarely able to have an orgasm in the morning without extended foreplay and never in this position, so that fuck had been just for me. I moved at my own rapid pace fucking her hard with long deep strokes in a way that I knew I wouldn't be able to sustain. I only lasted a minute or two before I buried myself shooting my load deep in her body. It was one of those orgasms that is less ecstasy and more animalistic relief. I remember feeling a bit of soreness from the force and volume of semen that I was injecting deep into her pussy. She loved it when I came fully buried inside her as deep as I could reach. I slowly pulled my softening cock out of her and rested a moment to watch as my semen began to seep out of her pussy. She was full and would have to be careful not to drip my cum onto the sheets and floor before she made it to the bathroom. I remember thinking that I needed to skip any drinks that night and make sure that I was ready to get her off. Unfortunately, she had had too many drinks at dinner with friends and fell asleep early. The next few days were busy and then the accident happened.

Now I am a widower cleaning and shaving my extremely injured grown daughter. As I adjusted my cock in my pants, I wiped some of the precum from the head with my index finger. I reached down and lightly ran that slickened finger along the upper part of her labia and then retracted the hood around her clitoris and gave it a brief rub with my finger before full opening her folds back so that I could see her small clit and fully opened and flushed pussy. Her urethra was barely visible in the small lump above her vulva and I could just make out the lightly swollen glands oozing clear fluid on either side of her opening. Before I could worry about the consequences, I grabbed my phone and took a few closeup photos making sure that the rest of her body would not be identifiable. Only I would know I was looking at pictures of my daughter's spread pussy.

Taking a deep breath to calm myself I applied a bit of the ingrown hair serum to my hands and slowly worked it into all the areas I had shaved. I gently massaged the lotion along my daughter's anus and labia. The floral scent of the lotion only lightly masked the underlying muskiness of her pussy now filling my nose and charging my lust. I was intoxicated with the aroma and the feeling of her skin, but I knew I had to stop.

"Ok honey, I am all done. You are clean and groomed so hopefully this will be easier going forward." She continued to breathe deeply as if nothing had happened. I put a fresh garment on her and gathered up the towel and my tools. I gave her a kiss on the forehead as I left whispering, "I love you. I will be back in a bit to check on you." I then slipped out the door to go deal with my aching hard cock.