The Spar

Paul was your average loner senior high school kid. He had his small circle of friends that he trusted and really opened up to otherwise he was another nameless guy at his school.

He wasn't a nerd, geek, jock or anything. Paul was just an average student with good grades. He hated physical education and eating unhealthy which didn't help his physique. At 5'10" and 220lbs. He wasn't in shape and his lazy habits formed his chubby body.

Paul was 18 and in his final year of high school. He lived at home with his mother and sister. His father was a deadbeat that only supplied the sperm for him and sister.

Paul was on his way home from school like any other day. He was walking home alone because his friends lived in the opposite side of school or took the bus. Just like any other day he was thinking about girls mostly and how he wished they would lust after him like they did the popular guys at school.

Oblivious to what was around him Paul didn't notice the no walking sign as he approached the crosswalk close to his house. He walked right out as he was looking at a picture of some of the girls in his class he secretly took on his phone.

"Hello Paul," a clam, seductive female voice came from everywhere but nowhere.

"Hello?" Groggy, Paul opened his eyes but was nearly blinded by the brightness of nothing. It was as if he were standing on firm ground but there was nothing beneath him but light. He felt like he was in an absolutely white room with no reference points and every surface glowed.

"You're a lucky boy Paul," said the female voice.

"What...where, am I dreaming?" Paul was absolutely confused at what was going on.

"If that's what you want then yes," the female voice called out to him as a tall slender form of a woman appeared as if smoke unveiled her to Paul's eyes.

"What?" Paul's head was foggy but clear as tried to understand what was going on. I was like running in a dream. No matter how hard you try you can't seem to get to where you want to be.

"You are in control," the woman said as her body fully formed into a fully nude slender tight body. Her torso long and lean, her breast perky and petite. Her pussy was bare but she was not a girl but a full on woman.

Al Paul took in the sight of the amazing female form taking shape in front of his eyes he thought of an angel. When his eyes reached to hers, which were closed, he desperately wanted her. "If this is a dream then you are my dream girl!"

"We all are," the woman said as she opened her eyes.

Paul felt a spark hit his eyes the moment the woman opened her eyes. He felt a tingle and goosebumps form all over his body but then he was pulled from the white room, into darkness Paul fell.

Paul woke up in the hospital. His mother and sister were there as well as some medical staff.

"Mom?" Paul groggily called out.

"Oh Paul!" she cried as she heard her son's voice.

"Paully!" his sister called out in joy.

"What happened?" Paul asked, looking around the room. He couldn't figure out what had happened.

"You were hit by a car," a doctor informed him as he came to the bed to check on Paul.

"What?" Paul asked, he didn't feel any pain except for a headache.

"You're lucky, only bumps, bruises and a few scrapes but you hit your head pretty good there." The doctor said looking into Paul's eyes with a light.

"We were so worried Paul," his mother explained, "you were unconscious for three days."

"I was?" Paul looked down to his body which now he began to feel the soreness.

"We're going to keep you here to monitor you and if everything looks good you can go home tomorrow." The doctor explained. " Ma'am I do think some rest is needed on his part and I think you could use some too."

"I'm not going anywhere," she said holding onto Paul's hand.

Looking into his mother's weeping eyes as she looked into his he felt the spark from his dream. He tingled and goosebumps formed on his body as did his mother's exposed arms.

"I'll be ok mom, go home and get some rest." Paul could see the tired in his mother's usually happy brown eyes.

"Ok, I love you Paul." She said and hugged her son goodbye.

After his mother and sister left and the doctors finishing their tests Paul was left alone in his room. He remembered the dream he had and the feeling he had when he looked into the naked women's eye and the same reaction happening when he looked into his mother's eyes. She was not going to leave but then that happened and Paul said it was ok and she suddenly was fine with leaving him.

It wasn't too long before a female nurse came into the room. Paul quickly noticed the tub of soapy water she was bringing in with her and was instantly intrigued.

The nurse was middle aged and did have a little padding on her otherwise amazing pear shaped body. Her tits looked nice and not too big but still a handful. Her hips were curvy and her ass was full. She had her dirty blonde hair wound up into a messy bun to the back of her head and a few bangs fell down the sides of her face.

Being a virgin and especially having an imaginative mind he quickly realized his blood was filling down below.

"Hello Paul, I'm Betty." She said as she set everything up next to his bed.

"Uh, hi Betty." Paul was a little concerned with his growing predicament but also found it hard not to watch her prepare the items she brought.

"I'm just going to clean you up a little, ok." Betty said looking into Paul's eyes and noticing him looking down at her body. "Do I need to have a male nurse assist?"

Paul snapped his eyes away from her hips and to hers. A spark flashed as their eyes met and goosebumps formed on both of their body's. "No please, I want you!"

Paul instantly thought he fucked up but also the tingling feeling was hitting him. He noticed Betty was just looking back into his eyes.

"Betty?" Paul called out to the blank faced nurse as their eyes never parted.

"Yes," Betty answered him as if in a trance like state.

"Are you ok?"

"Yes," she answered like before.

"Am I dreaming?" Paul asked himself as he laid his head back and bringing his hands to his face.

"You're not dreaming," Betty answered him in her normal tone as she went back to preparing his bath.

Paul looked back to Betty as she began by pulling the blankets off his body and slipping his hospital gown off his body. She wrung the soaked sponge and began cleaning Paul's chest.

Except for the fact he was in a hospital and she wasn't exactly there to please him he never dreamt of a woman washing down his body. He manhood was at full attention, poking at the bedding covering his lower region.

Betty skillfully and thoroughly cleaned Paul's chest and stomach area and then moved down to his ever present, ever ready engorged soldier under the sheets.

Betty was a professional and had seen this many times. She would normally get one of the male nurses to assist which would calm the problem but this time she didn't. But before she went any further she stopped and looked up to Paul's eyes again as if she were being pulled into his control.

"Are you ok?" Betty asked as her hand rested on Paul's stomach just above the sheets covering his loins.

Betty couldn't figure out why she was feeling the way she was. She's always kept a professional state when at work but something was different with this boy and she felt compelled to him.

Paul was just as confused. He never felt a connection like this with anyone especially a woman. Was Betty attracted to him, he definitely thought she was a milf but was this just his head playing tricks on him.

Paul, for reasons unknown, reached out and placed his hand on Betty's. A shockwave went through Paul's body and Betty felt it too. It was as if Betty knew what Paul wanted and she was compelled to do what he desired.

Betty placed Paul's hand onto her hip and then moved to his covered member. She pulled the blanket off slowly and exposed Paul's cock.

Paul was still in disbelief at what was going on. His hand instantly caressing the first ass of his life and a beautiful mature woman was preparing to make him a man.

Being a virgin Paul only knew what people said about anything sexual and here he was about to get his first blowjob of his life as he watched Betty grabbing the shaft of his cock and directing his mushroom tip to her lips.

Betty slowly started to suckle Paul's tip while her fingers massaged his hairy balls and base of his truck. She liked his size, the musky scent off his lust but still can't shake this feeling of desire she's never experienced before.

Paul is in a world of his own as her moist, hungry lips manipulate his helmet. He's fantasized about moments like this many times but never thought it would actually happen or that it would feel this good.

With each stroke of her mouth Betty took more of Paul until she was to his base and his head was at the entrance to her throat. Betty has always enjoyed giving head but was by no means a slut or into blowing random guys but this was different. She wasn't sure why but she could feel it as so and she wanted badly to tasted all of this young man.

"Holly shit!" Paul was in heaven at the sight of this woman working him with her masterful mouth. Her head bobbed up and down his shaft like a boat over waves. She was stoking his cock with her hands as she slid her mouth along his shaft.

Paul was so ready to blow. His hand squeezed her fleshy bottom through her medical attire. His balls tightened and his hips thrust up to Betty's eager mouth. He erupted into her hungry lips as Betty made sure to capture every shot as they came one after another with each spasm of Paul's cock.

Betty made sure to keep working his manhood. Her lips secured to his rod as her head continued to Bob up and down methodically as she sucked him dry.

It wasn't until Paul released his grip on her ass, resting fully onto the bed and his cock was spent that reality hit Betty.

"Oh my God!" Betty said out loud in disbelief at what she did. "I'm so sorry Paul..."

"That was amazing," Paul cut her off.

"That was criminal!" Betty said of her own actions.

"No, Betty please," Paul was worried she was talking about him.

"I'm sorry Paul, I don't know what came over me, that was unethical and immoral." Betty explained while covering Paul up with the sheets. "Please, you can't tell anyone about this, I'll lose my job and I can't..."

"Betty, please stop," Paul calmed her. "You didn't do anything I didn't want."

"I'm not some slut rapist Paul. I don't do this type of thing ever!" Betty was clearly upset.

"I know and I won't tell anyone."

Betty kept apologizing as she put everything from the sponge bath away and left Paul to his thoughts.

Never in a million years did Paul think anything like this would actually happen but it did. He couldn't help but think about his dream while he was in his little coma or the fact that the spark happened just like his dream. Not only with Betty but his mother too.

What was going on?

**to be continued**