CJ & Me
Copyright© 2025 by Arking
Chapter 29
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 29 - This is our story, CJ, a teenager, and a very much older woman, me. How we met, how we connected, how we coped with the many dramas such a relationship can have. Through heartache and pain, and so many happy moments, there are some very erotic sexual passages, all blended into the context of a life's journey. If you like, consider The OWLs Club and Hannah's Way.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/ft Consensual Reluctant Romantic Lesbian Fiction BDSM DomSub Rough Oral Sex Violence
“We can help you recover, you were and are so very lucky. You didn’t lose any of your senses that we can see. This next week, if you can look after yourself, we will think about letting you go home. You have a lot of people who care for you, apparently. But you still need a bit of extra care though.”
I turned to Matron, half-smiling through the tears. “I think I should talk to my father. See how everyone is at home before we decide on where I should go?”
She smiled back at me. “Lee said you were a smart girl, I can see what she means now.”
They stood up and went to leave, “Doctor,” I said, “Thank you for everything.” He smiled back, “My pleasure.”
The matron looked at me and then said. “I’ll send Nurse Moody in to help you into the shower.”
Rachel, Nurse Moody, duly arrived with a wheelchair and gave me set instructions. “If you can, just swing your legs off the bed, but if you can’t don’t worry.” I moved them a bit just enough to get them to the edge of the bed. Rachel threw the covers back and put one of her arms under my knees. Then lifted my legs off the bed. She would have been able to see every intimate part of me, but she didn’t bat an eyelid. Then she told me.
“When you stand up, you will be dizzy, just lean on me.”
As my feet hit the cold floor, the sensation it sent threw me was ‘weird’ and yes I was very giddy. Rachel had her arm around me and I had hold of her shoulder. I stood there getting my balance and waiting for the world to stop turning all around me.
She slowly sat me down in the wheelchair. The last few inches I fell with a ‘plop’ into the seat. We both laughed.
Nurse Rachel Moody, leaned in to whisper to me, “If you have anyone else’s souvenirs hidden in your bed, now is the time to tell me, because some young innocent nurses will be coming to strip your bed and remake it.” I looked at her and laughed. “Only in my dreams Rach”
She gathered a couple of towels, some soap, shampoo and conditioner. And off we went. The first time in three months I had been out of my bed. And barely two weeks after I had ‘woken up’. I was still coming to terms with the length of time I had been unconscious and why I had been unconscious.
All these thoughts were flooding my brain, much like the blood once did. But what I was about to see made my mind up for me.
Rachel wheeled me into the large shower area. In there was a seat under the shower a flexible shower. I sat there wondering what I should do next when I looked at the mirror over the hand basin.
“Rachel, would you help me up to the hand basin please?”
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