When I had my accident, I thought my life was pretty much over. Here, I was stuck in bed most of the day for what I felt like was going to be the rest of my life. I was eighteen, for fuck's sake. How did I deserve this? My back was fucked, was I ever going to walk again?
The one bright spot was when my sister announced that she was going to take time off work and be my own personal nurse. To understand how much that cheered me up, you would have to see my sister. All my friends are in agreement that she's the hottest chick they've ever seen in real life. She's got short blonde hair, kinda like the singer Dido. She's got big brown eyes and the sexiest lips imaginable, full and soft and pouting. And then there's her body. She looks like she's stepped out of the pages of Playboy, long slender legs with a full, rounded ass and her big firm breasts straining against her clothes no matter what she wears. She has the perfect hourglass figure. Of course, I don't tell my friends that I think this, I just hear them go on about how great she must look naked and how lucky the guys who get to fuck her are. They ask me if I've ever seen her naked. I say no (the truth) and if I've ever wanted her. I say no (a lie).
So when she said she was going to come and nurse me, I was quite excited. She'd be fussing over me, taking care of me, giving me back rubs and (gulp) sponge baths. She works as a nurse, so I know she'll be all professional but still, the idea kinda turns me on. And while I may not be able to move probably since the accident, at least certain important parts of my anatomy function. It's just that I can't actually ease the pain, so to speak. It's terrible how much I miss jerking off.
The first day of nursing my cock ached the whole time. Seeing her in a nurse's uniform was unbelievably hot, the short skirt riding up her ass as she moved around my room, watching her round tits move underneath the tight top. I so badly wanted to stroke it, to pump it in and out of my clenched fist until I came. I just couldn't move my arms properly, and trying to rub my cock against the sheets sent arrows of pain shooting through me.
So the next day, when it came time for my bath you can guess what condition she found me in.
"I'm sorry," I told her, blushing furiously, "I haven't, you know, cum, in a long time and so it's just like that."
She smiled at me.
"I'm a nurse," she said, "you don't think I've come across this sort of thing before? Of course, not all of them are as big as my little brother's," she went on, with a wink.
The sponge bath was unbearably sensual, the warmth gliding over my skin. She did my back and ass first, before rolling me onto my front and running the sponge up my inner thigh. Then I could feel it moving up over my balls and slowly up my length. I could feel her fingertips brushing me, her smooth cool skin against the burning heat of my cock.
"You know," she said softly, "a good nurse cares about all the aspects of her patient's health. And if my poor patient has been stuck here with a lovely big hardon, not being able to let all that yummy cum out, I have to help him out."
She began to move her hand up and down faster, the sponge sliding off my body. The gentle pressure and the intense look on her face sent me over the edge. I couldn't hold on, all the pent up lust inside me spilling out. And what an orgasm. I came more than I'd ever come, emptying what felt like buckets of jism out of my twitching cock.
"Oh, look at what a mess you made," my sister-nurse said, "all that cum all over you. And look, there's even some on my uniform." She pointed to a streak that was dribbling its way over her chest. Then she bent down and ran her tongue from the tip of my cock up my stomach, taking as much cum as she could in her mouth.
"The personal touch is always so important when you're nursing," she said, one finger catching a trickle of my cum as it slid out the corner of her mouth.
I was still trying to recapture my ability to speak.
"Why did you do that?" I asked eventually.
"I've wanted to for ages," she said. "ever since I saw you masturbating one time. I thought you were so sexy. But I couldn't do anything about it, I just assumed you'd think I was a sicko. But then last time I was down, I found a photo of me in lingerie in your drawer. It was very, um, well-used, so I knew that you wanted me. God, it got me hot. I fingered myself lying on your bed, imagining you cumming on my face. And then it was just a matter of picking the right time."
"Is that why you volunteered to be my nurse?" I asked.
