Persistence

Sterile smells, soft rhythmic beeping, dim lights overhead.

I'm on my back, sheets draped over my naked body. A hand strokes my cheek. Another hand is gently stroking my erect cock. I moan. I feel my cock start to throb gently. The hand there tightens and strokes a little faster. My hips try to raise.

A gentle feminine voice. "Jeremy .... Baby?"

I struggle to raise my head and turn my face to the voice. My eyes open. No focus, just the impression of a woman's face. I groan and try to raise my hips again, still weak. I try to reach up to the face, my arms are restrained. I groan and squeeze my eyes shut. My head drops back down onto the pillow.

"Shhh .... Shhh ...it's okay baby .... It's okay." The hand on my cock continues to stroke until I cum. Blackness.

Sterile smells, soft rhythmic beeping, dim lights overhead. Voices ...

A man, voice deep and serious "Did it seem like he had any awareness?"

A woman, the same woman from earlier? "It looked for a moment like he saw me."

Blackness.

Sunlight. The same sterile smells. Something warm and moist engulfed my cock, sucking powerfully. There's a mouth on mine, kissing me hungrily. I moaned. The mouth pulled away, and my focus shifted. The same face from before? Long dark hair hung like heavy drapes, brushing my cheeks. A hand stroked my head.

"That's it baby ... it's okay ... go ahead." The head nodded; the mouth smiled.

My body strains, hips thrusting upwards, the sucking wet heat around my cock went almost impossibly far down the shaft. My arms pulled at ... restraints? The smiling face takes on detail. Long dark hair frames a round face, soft light brown, almost amber, eyes, a small delicate mouth, dimples in the cheeks.

An orgasm began to overtake me. I struggled against it, seeking control ... awareness. My eyes search the face. The woman speaks, a question "Jeremy?" The mouth on my cock moves insistently, a tongue stroking the bottom of the shaft. I croak out weakly "H ... honey?", then my cock erupts. Blackness.

Sunlight, but slightly softer. The same sterile smells, the same soft rhythmic beeping.

A woman's voice. "He definitely recognized me that time."

Another woman's voice. "Eileen, do you really think this is working?"

The voices receded. Blackness.

Darkness, but a sterile light angling in from a slightly open door somewhere. A soft warm weight is on my chest, a similar weight is straddling my hips, pinning them down. Hot, wet tightness is around my cock. I moan and thrust my hips up. I'm stronger this time. My arms are still restrained.

The weight raises up off my chest. My eyes flutter open. Small breasts with delicate pink nipples. Instinctively I raise my head, mouth open, searching. The hips pinning mine are pumping gently, milking me. A nipple brushes my lips. I close my mouth around it, groaning. My cock begins to throb. A small, soft hand cradles my head.

A woman's voice "Oh Jeremy baby ... I love you." A choked sob. "Please wake up."

I cum deep inside her.

Blackness

"I don't know. He seemed further away this time." The same, now familiar, woman's voice. It sounded worried.

Another woman's voice, maybe the same one from before, gentle. "Eileen, you know he might not ever ..."

"NO! I won't give up. We just need to try everything ... everything I know he liked or ever wanted!"

Blackness

A soft light is nearby. I am on my knees, my hips up. My head is resting on a pillow, my face pushed into it. My arms are still restrained. A hand is on my erect cock, slipping up and down the shaft. The hand feels ... oily? No ... lubricated. Another hand, this one between the cheeks of my ass, same lubricated feel. I moan and rotate my head.

The same face. Feminine, smiling, amber eyes almost glowing in the soft light. "Baby? Just relax ... breathe ..."

A finger presses into me. I gasp in pleasure. The face smiles, the hand on my cock squeezes. Her hand? Who does the other hand belong to? She nods "That's right. You like this. Do you remember baby? How much you like this?"

A memory presses against the fog in my head. A bedroom, a bed. I'm on my knees. Something is penetrating me, thrusting gently. Arms are around my waist, one hand on my cock. Breasts press softly against my back. A soft voice "Ohhhh ... Jeremy ... you like this don't you? Cum for me baby."

A woman's voice, not hers. "Should I keep going?"

"Yes. Use two fingers but be gentle."

Another finger enters me. I'm shaking. "Please." I whisper. A name emerges from the back of my brain. "Eileen ... please."

"That's right. Eileen! I'm Eileen! Good Jeremy ... good!" There's excitement in the voice. Urgently, the voice says, "Go deeper, find his prostate." The hand on my cock is jerking fast.

"Oh god ... please ... please ...Jeremy ... I love you."

My cock explodes.

Blackness.

The woman's voice, Eileen's voice? "This is working. I know it is. He just needs more stimulation."

The other woman's voice. "Does he really like that? You know, in his ass?"

Blackness

I'm being smothered! I thrash, panicked. My arms are still restrained. The wetness that was pressing against my mouth pulls away. "Shhh ... it's okay baby." Eileen's voice. I know she is Eileen now, but who is she? What is she to me? My eyes open. Afternoon light coming from a window is on her face, above me looking down at me across breasts and a flat belly. Her thighs are on either side of my head. Her hands reach down and touch my face gently, then she takes her fingers and opens herself, pink petals. "Remember baby? How much you like it when you make me cum like this?"

"Eileen?"

"Good baby ... I'm Eileen.... remember. Kiss me ... and remember." Her head rotates back, she speaks to someone "Go ahead."

Another set of thighs straddle my hips, hands on my thighs. I feel a hand on my erect cock. Is my cock hard all the time now? The hand is lubing my cock, but the grip is odd, reversed? Another hand braces against my thigh, whoever it is, is facing away from me. The hand is guiding me now, pressing the tip of my cock into something tight, impossibly tight. I feel the head of my cock press through a ring of muscle. I'm in someone's ass? I begin to gasp; my chest is heaving. It feels so good. I smile weakly up at Eileen.

She smiles back and lowers her pussy onto my mouth. I lick and suck hungrily, never taking my eyes off of hers, off of Eileen's, she is rocking her hips "You're so good at this baby. So very good. Please remember."

I nod and suck on her clit, flicking with my tongue. She really likes this, I thought. This will make Eileen happy.

"Oh god, Eileen. He's so big." It's the other woman. She's riding me, my cock in her ass.

Eileen giggles. "Aren't you glad you volunteered to help?"

The other woman grunts "God yes."

I'm moaning, thrusting my hips up, driving myself into the other woman. I'm stronger now. I raise my knees, planting my feet on the bed, jackhammering. The woman is laying on my angled thighs, gripping my knees and moaning. Eileen is groaning, grinding onto my mouth. I want to make her cum, but I need to cum too. I turn my head a little, freeing my mouth. I whisper "Eileen. Can I ...?"

She moans, swiveling and rocking her hips wildly now "Yes baby, cum with us."

The other woman's voice "Jesus .... Jesus... this is so ... fucking .... hot....". I feel her shaking, her ass twitching.

Eileen pulls my face back to her pussy, I drive my tongue in. She throws her head back, animal sounds coming from her throat. She is climaxing, soaking my mouth and chin. The other woman's ass grips me tight and pulses in orgasm. I shoot into her.

I stay conscious this time.

I'm looking around the room. A hospital room? Eileen is lying next to me, stroking my face, my chest. "Eileen?" I said. "What ... happened?" Eileen half laughs half sobs. "Later baby, I'll tell you later. Just rest. Oh god Jeremy, I love you so much." She's weeping, her tears dripping onto my chest.

The other woman is next to me too, propped up on one elbow, naked with large mocha-colored breasts and large brown nipples. She's pretty. She's looking at both of us, smiling and shaking her head. I squint at her, struggling for memory. "Janice?"

"I'll be goddamned." Janice said.

I drift into a softer blackness, sleep.

Morning light, my hands are free. I'm dressed in a light sweatsuit, hospital slippers on my feet. Eileen is sitting on the bed next to me, stroking my back. "You're going home today baby. Isn't that great?"

Janice is standing in front of us, arms crossed "Great? It's a fucking miracle, that's what this shit is."

I'm still unclear on the details. Some sort of accident. I had a head injury and had been in a coma for almost 3 months. But for reasons that the doctors didn't understand I was in an almost constant state of sexual arousal. For the first week they had to use a special drape so that my almost constantly erect cock didn't get abraded by the sheets. My hands had been restrained to keep me from trying to jerk off, which was strictly against hospital policy.

Eileen, my wife, had been by my side the whole time. She was the one who asked the doctors whether sexual activity would help relieve the arousal and possibly bring me out of my coma. They were less than enthusiastic, initially refusing completely saying that they could address it with medication. Eileen steadfastly refused that. She had jerked me off that first time and captured it on her phone. When she showed the doctor, he reluctantly agreed, but told Eileen she was to stay strictly with masturbating me.

But, with the cooperation of some sympathetic nurses and orderlies, Eileen had systematically and steadily upped the stimulation, eventually recruiting Janice, her best friend from work, to help. Eileen knew I found Janice attractive and that Janice felt the same about me. And secretly I thought Eileen found her attractive too. Plus, as Eileen later told me, Janice was "sexually adventurous."

After a final consultation with the doctor, I was released. I was loaded into a wheelchair, per policy, and Eileen pushed me out of the hospital into the crisp, Boston afternoon. Janice was walking alongside us.

"Jeremy?"

"Yes Honey?"

Eileen put one hand on my shoulder as she pushed me along towards our car.

"Would it be okay with you if Janice came to live with us?"