Down but Still up for Fun

There are no characters in this story that are less then eighteen years of age. This story is a pure fiction. Any resemblance to any real person, living or dead, is coincidental and was not the intent of the author.

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When I woke it was mid to late afternoon. Carol was no longer beside me in the bed but had gotten up I could hear sounds coming from pots and pans being used and banging together in the kitchen. Some delicious smells were coming my way that were in the air from the kitchen, giving me a hint of where I could find her.

I got a beach towel from the bathroom closet drawer and wrapped it around my body like a South Pacific islander. Then I took my crutches and headed out to the kitchen. Carol was at the kitchen counter, cutting up meat into thick steaks. From the oven came the aroma of baking apples in some kind of delicious smelling pastry.

"Mmm!" I said standing at the kitchen door, "that smells delicious. Is it an apple pie?"

She turned to me, a little shocked to see me up and about. "Well," she smiled, "it's an apple cobbler, to be exact."

"I'm glad to see you up and about.How are you feeling today? Are your legs hurting or giving you any trouble? I hope that you understand that you still have to be very careful moving around on them too soon. The doctor did explain to you that if the legs are vertical for any long periods of time, they may swell up and cut off the blood flow inside the cast. If that happens then I will have to take you back to the hospital, where they will have to cut the old cast away and fit you with a new one."

She looked beautiful, as always, she was wearing a country-style sunflower-patterned shift that showed off her figure, and a bib apron around her body. Her hair was down and hung loosely around her shoulders.

"Can I help with anything?" I asked her.

"Well, you can sit down here at the kitchen table and keep me company while I get dinner ready for the three of us."

"Mercy should be here in about two hours. She just called and said she would try and slip away a little early."

"I don't suppose she told you where I can find my dressing robe, did she?"

Carol laughed to herself and told me "I didn't ask, I don't think she will give it back to you for a while. Knowing my sister, and I think I do, she will keep you naked and ready to play, for a while anyway."

"Can I get you anything?" she asked.

"I am terribly thirsty; could I have some water, please?"

"Why sure, our well is spring fed so it is always fresh, cold, and crystal clear." She went and got me a tall glassful.

I drank it down greedily. "That is the best water I have ever tasted," I said, and asked her for a second glass.

She smiled," We have no need for bottled water. Our water is better then anything you could buy in a bottle."

"Shouldn't you be getting some sleep after working all night?" I asked.

"Oh, I slept for a few hours. It was really nice sleeping in your arms, by the way. I didn't want to sleep too long or I will have trouble sleeping later, and then be up all night tonight probably trying to fall asleep."

I smiled and nodded at her comment about liking to sleep in my arms.

"All three of us will probably use that same bed tonight, and not just for sleeping," she giggled. "Don't worry about it, though. We'll try not to do too much to you," she said patting my shoulders, and in so, doing she left her hands there just a little longer than necessary.

This sort of talk only got me hard with anticipation of making love to both sisters at once. I think she knew this all along and kept teasing me with all the lustful plans that both she and her sister had for me. I was getting harder all the time that Carol talked to me about how they wanted me in their big soft bed.

Carol put the steaks into the refrigerator and turned to me.

"I figured out a way that you can get a full hot water bath and not get your casts wet. Would you like me to show you?" she asked.

I nodded my head for "yes," not really sure what Carol was up to, but I knew it would be interesting to find out.

"Come with me," she said leading me out of the kitchen and back to the bedroom and into the bathroom.

She sat beside the whirl pool bath tub and pointed out to me that if we put a couple of boards across the top of the tub, I could prop my cast-covered legs up on them, while I sat in the tub and by so doing, I could keep both the casts high and dry while I bathed. In my mind, I was wondering just how much of an acrobat I would have to be to get into and out of the bathtub.

"You know, I think you are right," I said. "I think that would work just like you say. What a marvelous idea! Carol, you are a genius," I told her admiringly.

She was beaming in my praise. "You wait right here by the tub, I'll be back in just a minute." She got to her feet and left the room.

I could hear her rummaging around in another part of the house for a couple of minutes.

Some time later, she came back into the room carrying two wooden boards, each one about an inch thick and twelve inches wide, and both were about four feet long.

She put the boards against the wall, beside the tub. "Now," She said, " take off that silly towel and get into the tub."

I did as she asked, dropped the towel on the floor and got into the dry tub. Getting into a seated position was a bit difficult, but I managed somehow.

"Now," she instructed, "lift your legs up and I'll put the boards under them."

With some difficulty, I did what she told me. I was a bit wobbly until she put the boards under my casted legs. After she did this, I was surprisingly stable.

"Perfect," she said turning on the water and adjusting the temperature so that it was nice and comfortably warm. She added a few drops of vanilla-scented bubble bath and turned on the jets.

In just a few seconds I was surrounded by bubbles from the jets and bubble bath.

Carols eyes grew seductive and she stood beside the tub looking down at me. She reached up and started slowly undoing buttons for her dress. There were eight to ten buttons and she made a slow production of opening each one. Finally the dress was open from the neck all the way down to the bottom hem. She shrugged the dress off and let it fall to the floor. Now dressed only in a purple bra with black trim and matching panties, she reached behind her and unhooked the bra, letting it join the dress on the floor. She turned toward me, giving me a full view of her large, creamy, breasts. I looked down and I could see the damp spot in the crotch of her panties. I could smell her heat and she reached inside her panties and started to finger herself. She was grinding her hips into the finger in the motions of lust. Carol leaned against the wall to keep herself from falling, while she continued to masturbate herself, all the time watching me with a wicked smile on her face. I was beginning to realize that Carol was as much of a tease, and exhibitionist, as her sister Mercy.

I'm sure my mouth was open and my mouth watering at the sight of her, putting on the sexist show I've ever seen.

Carol finally stopped her exhibition, then pulled down her panties. She stepped out of them, then picked up her panties, and held them under my nose.

I could smell her perfume and the odor of her lust, like nectar of the gods. My eyes rolled back in my head.

Carol stepped over the side of the tub and pushed her soaking wet pussy into my face.

I started licking her lips. Slowly and tentatively at first.

Carol put her hands around the back of my head and gently pulled my face into her crotch. She started to moan and grind her pussy into my face. "Yes baby, that's want I want, yeah, that is what mommy needs. Lick that pussy, baby. Give mommy a good licking. You know how I like it, Jimmy. Just like that, eat mommy good, baby, lick her right into Heaven."

I was licking her for all I was worth now. I wanted nothing in this world more then to please her. Her juices were running right down my chin now, and from there, dripping into the warm bubble bath water. "Mmm! You are delicious, Carol. I want to lick your pussy all day and night. It is making me so excited that my cock is about the burst wide open like a fat sausage with too much meat filling inside," I gasped.

"You are such a good cunt licker, Jimmy, just keep doing what you are doing," Carol said. She was humping my face like a crazy woman now. "Oh, my sweet baby. You have made me cum a couple of times now and I feel a really super-charged cum building up inside of me."

Now I started licking and sucking on her clit. Concentrating on this love bud, using the tip of my tongue, I teased and taunted it. I brought on wave after wave of pleasure for Carol. This was the only way I could earn my keep this summer - to give Carol and Mercy continuous pleasure, day after day.

"Oh Jimmy, you are doing a fantastic job. I've never had a man do such a job on me. You just don't know what a treasure you are. Oh that tongue, those wonderful lips. I can't believe that Mercy and I are your first." She was drifting in and out of reality. "OH, I could fuck youf wonderful mouth for days. I never came so much. Very soon, you will have completely drained me, but still I want more."

"YOU BITCH!!!!" the shout came from the bathroom door.

In shock both Carol and I turned to face the door.

There stood Mercy, still in her candy striper uniform. Her hands on her hips and her eyes ablaze with fury. "You told me that you would wait until I got home and you wouldn't wear him out."

"But I haven't worn him out" Carol said. "All I did was have him lick and suck my pussy while we waited. I never even hardly touch his cock. Have I, Jimmy," she asked?

I just sat there dumbfounded. I didn't know what way to turn. "Yes, I guess so. She just got me to lick and suck her pussy. I didn't get to cum myself."

This seemed to calm Mercy down quite a bit. "Well I guess that is alright, as long as you didn't use him up."

"I was just about to give Jimmy his bath, that is, before we were distracted," Carol said. "Why don't you finish bathing him, Mercy, and I'll finish getting dinner ready? How do you like your steak, Jimmy, well, medium, or rare?"

"I guess medium will be fine."

With that Carol picked up her clothes and tossed them into the laundry hamper and left Mercy and I alone.

"I'm sorry I lost my temper a while ago, I really did think that Carol had double crossed me." She sat on a stool beside the bath and reached for a soft bathing sponge. "Lean forward," she told me and started to wash my back, making sure that she pushed her big breasts into my face. She took more time than was needed washing me right down to the crack of my ass. All the time moving her breasts back and forth on my face. Now she started on my shoulders and arms. "Ooh, you are so strong," she said, admiring the muscles in my arms and shoulders. "I bet you could crush poor little me without even feeling the slightest bit of strain. I love the feel of a strong man, especially if he is as handsome as you. Tell me, is it true that you were a virgin up until you fucked me yesterday in your hospital room?"

"Yes, you were the first woman I ever had sex with."

"Oh Jimmy, you don't know how that turns me on. A beautiful boy like you, and I was your very first. Ooh, the thought of it makes my pussy wet. And you are just such a naturally fantastic lover."

Hmm, these two were really great for my ego.

Now Mercy was starting to wash my chest. This time she left the sponge to float in the bath water, and used her bare hands to wash my body. A soft moan escaped her mouth as her fingers felt and explored my chest. Her fingers were exploring, touching here and there as she went about the farce of washing my body for hygienic reasons. The only reason here was to satisfy her own sexual need to explore my body with her teasing fingertips. Her fingers moved lower across my flat tummy, and at last found my hard penis. This time a moan escaped her mouth as she gripped my hard cock.

I jumped in the bath water, when she found her toy, and started to play with it.

Mercy giggled and pushed her tits into my face as she started to stroke me. Her fingers moved slowly up and down my shaft at first, but then started to move faster, but still not enough to get me off. This time it was her pleasure just to tease and torture me with the exquisite pleasure she lavished on my hard cock and not allow me to reach a climax. That would come later.

"Every thing will be ready for us to have dinner, in about ten minutes," I heard Carol call from the kitchen. "You two better hurry or the steaks will be cold."

Mercy hissed her disapproval, but she stopped playing her little seductive game. Then turned off the tub's jets, and pulled the water plug to drain the tub.

She helped me out of the tub and wrapped me in a fresh beach towel. Mercy started to dry me off, paying special attention to my private parts and my butt. When I was completely dry, I wrapped the towel around my waist again and we went into the kitchen together.

We sat at the kitchen table where Carol indicated. She served up some steak fries with peas and a thick ribeye steak for each of us. My steak looked just the way I like it. Not raw, but not ruined by over cooking, either.

Both Carol and Mercy told me to eat hearty. They claimed that steak was good for a man's stamina and that I would be needing all my strength later that night. They both giggled at that statement. I had to laugh, too, but not quite as heartily as they did.

Then Carol turned to Mercy and said, "You know, Mercy, since I hit Jimmy with my car and broke both his legs, he will not be able to earn the money to pay his keep and therefore won't be able to use the scholarship he earned to go the Sanford in the fall."

Mercy looked at me sadly and said, "Yes I know, I think the two of us can help him, if Jimmy would agree to what I have to propose."

I looked at Mercy with a bit of hope in my eyes and said enthusiastically, "Oh yes, I'd do anything!"

Carol laughed and cautioned me, "I'd be careful about telling Mercy that you will do anything. She may very well make you do just that."

I laughed and told her. "I can't thing of anything I'd rather be then a sex toy for the both of you."

"Well," Mercy said, "since he is helpless because of his broken legs, he could stay here for the summer and we could pay his living expenses for the year while he studies at Stanford University. Then, next summer he could come back here and work around the farm. We could do that until he graduates."

"Wow," I said, "that sounds wonderful. I could come back and help around the farm during semester breaks, too."

"That would be great. We could really use a man around the place, in more ways then one," Mercy said with a sly smile across to her sister Carol.

"Then it's all settled," Carol said. "Eat up, everyone, I made an apple cobbler for dessert."

"Sounds delicious, but not quite the dessert I had in mind," Mercy giggles.

"That can come later Mercy, right now, though, let the man eat," Carol said quite prim and proper. Under the table, though, I felt Carol's hand on my thigh moving up towards my crotch.

The three of us enjoyed the meal. We made small talk and I was relaxed, knowing that I was all set for my living expenses for all four years of university. Not to mention having two very sexy bed partners for my free time while not at school. Talk about heaven!

Carol's cobbler was great. I even had seconds, while the girls cleaned up after the meal.

"You are a great cook, Carol," I complimented her.

"Well, thank you, Jimmy. Wait, though, until you sample Mercy's cooking. As well as being a little sex pot between the sheets, she is a culinary genius in the kitchen."

"How interesting," I said looking at Mercy. For a change, Mercy actually looked modest as she hung her head, hiding her eyes.

After the table was cleared, the dishes rinsed and put into the dishwasher, both girls turned to me, with big seductive smiles.

"What do you think we could do now?" Mercy asked Carol.

"I think we need to get the poor boy's legs horizontal," Carol replied. "For the next few days the doctor said that if he doesn't stay lying down most of the time, the legs could swell and his casts will become too tight, and painful."

"Darn, we can't let that happen. If we have to take him back for new casts, they will think we are not very good nurses for him, and put him in someone else's care," Mercy said, with fake horror on her face.

"Yes, you are right," Carol said. "They would probably have Ms. Penny take over from us."

Just the thought of spending the summer under Ms. Penny's care made me feel quite ill. "Ok, Ok, you win. I'll do whatever you say, just please don't leave me in the wicked witch of the west wing's clutches."

"Well, okay," they said, "scoot, we'll be in, in just a minute."

"I can hardly wait," I said as I took my crutches and headed for the bedroom. Once there, I crawled into the bed and pulled off the towel from around my waist.

I was a little nervous sitting there on the bed totally naked, but I thought to myself that there is no point in being coy at this stage of our relationship. It's not exactly like any of us are virgins or anything.

A few minutes later, the two girls walked into the bedroom wearing nothing but a pair of broad smiles.

Despite all the intimacy the three of us had shared in the last two days, the sight of their perky breasts and neatly trimmed pussies made my mouth go dry, and my breath come in gasps.

Mercy slipped into bed on one side of me, while Carol crawled into bed on the other side.

Carol rolled over towards me and pressed her lips into mine.

While she was doing that Mercy rubbed her bare leg up against mine and reached inside of my upper thigh. She tickled the soft skin of my thigh and drew soft little circles on my skin, moving up towards my scrotum. Her teasing game couldn't help but have the desired effect on my cock. It was twitching and starting to get hard.

Carol, not to be outdone by her little sister, pressed her lips down on mine with more passion. At the same time, she started to tickle my nipples with the tips of her long and manicured fingers.

In the meantime, Mercy was becoming bolder. She was cupping my balls in her one hand, jiggling her fingers to add to the pleasing feeling in my balls. She started licking my thighs, painting teasing little circles up my inner thigh. She was moving inch by inch toward my now fully-erect cock.

Carol started to kiss and lick all over my face. She came to my chin and nibbled gently at the skin. She was making little growling sounds, like a young puppy playing tug-of-war with a towel. Her fingers moved away from my nipples and started their way down across my tummy.

In spite of myself, I started to squirm around on the bed. The sensual attentions of the two women made my reactions impossible to control. I was like a hot electrical wire knocked down by a storm. Moving around like some sort of excited snake. I even had the illusion that sparks were shooting out of me as I moved around on the bed. I could only purr like a very contented cat.

Carol moved her finger tips down below my tummy. Her long fingers caressed the tip of my penis, stroking me up and down ever so gently. Her excited tongue was licking and her lips kissing my throat at the same time as her fingers stroked me.

Mercy was moving her mouth all over my scrotum as she licked at it and even gently nibbled the loose skin. I really don't have any true hair around my penis and scrotum. It was more like a down than hair. Both Carol and Mercy seemed fascinated by its soft feel, both loved to touch down there, run their fingers through the soft down.