Editing done by: Lestrange, with thanks.
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Some years ago I had a really bad accident; my friends and I were on a skiing trip when it happened. I can't remember now what actually happened, last thing I remembered was my face hitting the snow, and then everything went black. They told me I'd been in a mild coma for three weeks and when I came to my legs were in traction and I had bandages all the way down from my waist to my feet.
It all started a few weeks later after I'd gotten back home, I was on the mend and all that, but each morning I found that I was waking up with an erection.
I just put it down, 'at the time', to me not having a woman in so long, 'you know how it is', then it started occurring during the night waking me up in pain.
Whacking one off seemed to help for short periods of time but it got to the point that even after shagging my bird for most of the night, I'd still be hard up. She started to get pissed off with me because I still knocked a few off while she was lying next to me thinking she wasn't enough for my needs.
It must have affected her more than I thought because she ended up leaving me with the words of, "I hope you find some who can give you what you need". Well as you may understand since then I've been partner-less. Not sex-less!
I'd been to my doctor to find out what if anything could be done about it. She told me that I'd need an operation to close off the vain that fed it with the blood that kept it erect. The minus side to that was that in all likelihood, I would never attain an erection for the rest of my life.
"Fuck that," I told her, "I'd rather walk around with a stiffy, ready for any woman that wanted it, rather than never being able to know a woman again."
It was a mate of mine that started off my present situation when he just happened to mention it to his wife. At first, I suspected that she didn't really believe him because each time I called around to his house she would be watching me and giving me funny looks. I mentioned this to him and that's when he told me that he'd told his wife about it.
Sometime later that same month, I got a phone call from her in a right old panic, so I raced around to their house suspecting the worst had happened to my friend. The first trickle of an inkling started the moment she opened the front door in her house coat. In all the years I'd known them, I could never recall her ever greeting me at the door in her house coat. This must be serious, I thought as she invited me in with a wave of her hand.
"Come in, come in, and close the door behind you," she said, quickly retreating up the stairs.
She was already out of sight by the time I was in and had the door closed behind me. I raced up the stairs thinking there must be something very seriously wrong with my friend.
To say that I was completely confused by the sight I was confronted with when I got up to their room was an understatement; he wasn't even in the house to begin with. The scene in front of me was of his wife on their bed surrounded with various sex toys and the front of her robes laid open so her naked body was on full display.
The scent of her sex hung heavily in the room as I surveyed the obviously lubricated toys in disarray around her.
"I've been thinking about your little problem," she said, watching me from between her raised and opened thighs.
My heart beat faster in my chest, and my cock & balls ached for her as I watched her hands stroking her thighs downwards from her knees. Normally, I would have been on her in a hart beat, but this was the wife of my best friend. You didn't do that to your friend, no matter how hot and sexy his wife was; it just wasn't done!
"I've come to the conclusion that you need a woman with a bit of endurance, in order to exhaust your... not so little friend," she said in a sexy husky voice.
She was rubbing herself and her feet came up off the bed as she pulled apart the cheeks of her backside.
It was wide open showing me it's blood red interior, she was moaning as her fingers flickered over her clitoris. Her fuck hole and her arsehole pulsing like some kind of Morse code signalling me to come and shove my cock in them.
Now, normally I would never dream of taking advantage of a friend with his wife, but what could I do, when presented with such a sight, I am a man after all!.
It is said that, 'idol fingers can do the devil's work.' Well, let me tell you, her fingers were definitely not idol. She lay there watching me undress; one hand was pulling on her nipple stretching her bust and wiggling it at its highest point. Her other hand, she had deep between her thighs scooping out her vaginal juices and spreading it over her other erect nipple moaning in anticipation of me joining her on the bed.
Both hands were now between her thighs holding apart the petals of her sex as I kicked off my trousers, gripping onto my hard on.
She moaned in anticipation as I scrambled up the bed between her legs and rotated her hips so her cunt was aiming up at me. I paused just long enough to give her open twat a lick so I could taste her cunt. She held herself open for me as I dropped on top of her, and felt her hot breath against my ear sighing as she wrapped her arms and legs around me to keep me close to her.
"Fuck me," she said as I sank into her well lubricated sex alcove right up to my balls. "Fuck me hard and fast like you've never fucked a woman before."
She'd been getting herself almost to the point of orgasm then backing off, so when I shoved my cock in her it didn't take that much time for her body to start shaking and shivering then she screamed out as her orgasm hit her and hit her hard.
