Crushed By Stranger 8211 Part 2
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There's nothing sexual much on this short story. Since this incident involved with my f*ther few weeks ago.
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I gotten extremely sick and weak from all these medications my doctor prescribed me that all I could do is lay in bed. What happened was I fell down the stairs at home while carrying my laundry and I fell and roll really bad I was taken to the hospital with some major broken ankle and fingers and neck. It was and enough I was knocked out u*********s and was asleep for 2 days straight. I was sent home a few hours later after the accident occurred and that my dad is the one that has been taking care of me for the past two days. My mom and dad is separated and I was visiting my dad's house for the summer holidays from mi**le school.
I woke up not feeling anything. Literally not feeling anything that I can't move a muscle. I hear someone calling my name and I slowly opened my eyes to a pair of beautiful gray eyes of my dads. "How are you feeling honey?" He asked in a sad, worried voice.
I was so weak and got worried that I might be paralyzed forever since I can't move myself an inch. My dad must have notice my eyes watered a little and assured me I would be able to move and walk again soon and that I am not paralyzed. That it's just these extremely pain killing meds and vitamins the doctor gaved me.
He laid a hand on my arm and I felt it. "if you can feel that wink at me." My dad asked and I winked at him.
He placed his hands on my bare foot and asked the same thing and I wink when I felt his warm, rough, strong heavy hands on the bottom of my foot.
He did this on my bare thighs, my stomach, my neck and shoulders and each time I ger relief that I can still feel all of it.
"You gotten a couple of broken bones but it wasn't as bad that you needed cast on any of them." He assured me. "By the way, you been on your same clothes since the you're accident and that you haven't peed or poop your pj shorts since then, think you need to use the bathroom honey? or Eat some food? You haven't done that in two days."
I was shock when he said that I been knocked out for two days and now that he mentioned it I could use to go to the bathroom. So I winked at him twice and manage to softly bit my lip.
My dad sighed and took a deep breath. "Just to let you know, I'll have to pull down your pj shorts and do your business on the bed right?" He said with a shaking voice and he blushed. "We both got no choice honey, we'll have to do it."
I closed my eyes and took a breath as I felt the blanket pulled off me and I reopened my eyes again to watch my dad put one finger on my shorts and in one swing my shorts including my panties were pulled down and off my feet. I felt a nice, warm breeze on my legs and in my pelvic area in relief. My dad hesitated to look at me and laid a mat beneath me as he raised my bare legs in the air and that my vagina and butt in full view.
"You look nice," he said and all I want to do is die on that moment from embarrassment and a little humiliation. I felt myself teared and did my business right there on the bed. I felt the warm stuff flowing down my butt and all as my dad held my legs up in the air and watched me straight in the eyes which seem to last for hours. I finished and my dad cleaned me up. I watched him cleaned me up and he wasn't batting an eye or making grossed out faces. and he told me the stories about how when I was a baby and him cleaning me up and changing my diaper and all. Which added more to my embarrassment and humiliation instead of comfort.
After he cleaned me up he just let my legs eagle eyed and told me that He's going to strip off my big polo shirt and bra and to carry me to bath tub to wash me off.
One again I felt more upcoming embarrassing ordeals as I watched my dad unbuttoned my shirt and carefully pulled them off me and including unhooking my bra and exposing my perky breast.
My dad looked at my breast and into my eyes and smiled and I felt my face blushed.
He carried me to the bathroom and laid me to a bath tub already filled with mild, warm water. He told me how he's gonna do me like how he does his big German sheppard dog when he gives him a bath. I wanted to laugh and only managed a to make a funny face.
This one was a bit awkward as my dad started washing my blonde hair 1st with a hand held shower and felt the nice stream of water on my face. Shampooing my hair and making sure the bubbles don't go down on my eyes. It felt nice as he does my hair which I did not wanted to end. He didn't rinse my hair yet but proceeded on the rest of my body and took a body sponge and started rubbing my neck and shoulders and my back with it, taking his time on my breast of course and in my tummy. He then redo my body with a soap. He then started rinsing my hair and my face and my upper body and after that it's time to do my lower body which gotten more awkward and interesting. I wanted to laugh so hard when he started using the sponge on my legs and thing and feet. He carefully made me lay on my back and raised one legs high and started rubbing my butt cheeks and my butthole with the sponge which felt awful because my butt was sensitive to the sponge. The he proceeded to my wash my vagina but instead used his bare hands and started washing it. I closed my eyes as the sweet sensation coming from my clit filled the rest of my body and I manage to curl my feet. Now in my age I'm a frequent masturbator and I now that what my dad was doing was rubbing me 'til I come and he is not stopping as he slowly rub me down there. It must have been about 15 minutes until I finally came and my body relaxed and my dad must have noticed and stopped because he started fingering my butthole to clean it but not play with it.
I looked at my dad's tired face and felt my gaze and I winked at him. "I know you're a frequent masturbator and thought that you might need to release some tension." He said and winked back at me. I realized then how much I actually loved my dad(in a f*mily way).
It took about several more minutes of him rinsing me and grabbed a big towel to wrapped me around with it and carried me back to my room, laying me to my bed and drying me off with a towel. As he did this I can curl my fingers and toes and open my mouth and close it but can't master to speak nor whisper yet. He kept on drying my body and my hair. I was then started to feel confuse when he carried me again and put me on an arm chair with only the semi wet towel wrap around on my shoulders but not covering any of my breast or vagina.
"I'm not done with you yet, your mother told me to brush your hair after bath." He told me as he pulled a brush from my cabinet and started doing my hair. Since I was weak, I could not even lift my head straight that I was laying my neck on the chair. Good thing it was the type of chair that can be bend and turn to some sort of bed. It was a nice arm leather chair. I can't see my dad since he was behind me and facing the wall. He brushed my hair for about 30 minutes until it dried off. He took off the towel off me and carried me to the bed where I felt another towel beneath me.
"The doc said I should massage your muscles." I closed my eyes to sleep as I felt my dad massaging my arms and shoulders and my legs. He did this for about 30 minutes and he stopped. I love the way his rough hands massaging me and wished he won't stop.
"Wow, did that massage turned you on dear?" He said as he stared at my bare, wet vagina. He chuckled and leaned on me, kissing my cheek then my lips. "You so adorable, I love you hun." I felt my heart beat and looked at him dreamingly and dozed off to sleep.
It was nighttime when I woke up again and it was dark in my room. I was not sure if I was awake or dreaming because I can move my body again. And confirmed that I was not dreaming and gotten off the bed and started walking funny but with difficulty. So I started crawling on my knees and that did not helped much either but I managed and start crawling my way out of the bed room. "Dad?" I said in a clear, but weak tone of voice. "Daddy." I started crying because I cannot see anything. But my dad must have woke up because it was suddenly bright and lift my head and saw him walking towards me. "Dear, you supposed to be not out of bed yet." He said and bent down to pick me up. He carried me downstairs and sat me on the table. "It's 6 in the morning. Well I guess it was okay to be awake. You been slept for 4 days straight dear," He told me. "I had to call the hospital because you can't eat when you're sleeping, so once a day, I would call them to come here and give you soft foods down your arm. It was fascinating and I can't explain it how. But that was yesterday, want to eat something? I heard you call my name so I'm guessing you can talk now as well. Your such a tough girl to be able to crawl your way out. Daddy's proud that you're recovering well."
I can' really understand all of what he's saying since I try not to stare on his big junk. My dad sleeps naked and this is the 1st time I see him naked. He is... hot. I noticed that I am naked too and he must have noticed that and said he'll be right back as he laid a bowl of noodle soup in front of me in the table. He came back a minute later with a set of my pj's and helped me put them on. He also brought his boxers and put them on. I was a little disappointed because I wanted to stare at him more. At least I can stare at his abs though. Goodness sake I'm crazy. "Good noodles dad, thanks." I said to him. I finished and he then helped me practiced walking all morning until the sun rises that I was able to walk by myself but with extreme difficulty that I can't walk or stand for too long. "Baby steps honey, no need to rush. But you are tough. I'll be damned." He praises me.
"I could use some shower." I told him.
"Okay then, just sit on the bath tub, don't shower standing." He reminded me as he helped me climbed up upstairs to the bathroom and he stripped my pj's off and I sat on the bath tub. "I'll leave this door open just in case and I'll check on you on 5 ok?" And he left. But he came back 20 minutes later with a towel, the exact time that I finished showering. He helped me stood up and wrapped the towel around me which I unwrapped and just started drying up in front of him. He then offered to help me to put on my pj's and I denied it. "After these past few days, I'll be a nudist around here." I said and he argued but I won and he gave up and helped me walked back down stairs.
"Your mom won't be happy with me." He said.
"Nobody has to know, thank you very much," I told him.
...to be continued very soon. Still in his house.
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I gotten extremely sick and weak from all these medications my doctor prescribed me that all I could do is lay in bed. What happened was I fell down the stairs at home while carrying my laundry and I fell and roll really bad I was taken to the hospital with some major broken ankle and fingers and neck. It was and enough I was knocked out u*********s and was asleep for 2 days straight. I was sent home a few hours later after the accident occurred and that my dad is the one that has been taking care of me for the past two days. My mom and dad is separated and I was visiting my dad's house for the summer holidays from mi**le school.
I woke up not feeling anything. Literally not feeling anything that I can't move a muscle. I hear someone calling my name and I slowly opened my eyes to a pair of beautiful gray eyes of my dads. "How are you feeling honey?" He asked in a sad, worried voice.
I was so weak and got worried that I might be paralyzed forever since I can't move myself an inch. My dad must have notice my eyes watered a little and assured me I would be able to move and walk again soon and that I am not paralyzed. That it's just these extremely pain killing meds and vitamins the doctor gaved me.
He laid a hand on my arm and I felt it. "if you can feel that wink at me." My dad asked and I winked at him.
He placed his hands on my bare foot and asked the same thing and I wink when I felt his warm, rough, strong heavy hands on the bottom of my foot.
He did this on my bare thighs, my stomach, my neck and shoulders and each time I ger relief that I can still feel all of it.
"You gotten a couple of broken bones but it wasn't as bad that you needed cast on any of them." He assured me. "By the way, you been on your same clothes since the you're accident and that you haven't peed or poop your pj shorts since then, think you need to use the bathroom honey? or Eat some food? You haven't done that in two days."
I was shock when he said that I been knocked out for two days and now that he mentioned it I could use to go to the bathroom. So I winked at him twice and manage to softly bit my lip.
My dad sighed and took a deep breath. "Just to let you know, I'll have to pull down your pj shorts and do your business on the bed right?" He said with a shaking voice and he blushed. "We both got no choice honey, we'll have to do it."
I closed my eyes and took a breath as I felt the blanket pulled off me and I reopened my eyes again to watch my dad put one finger on my shorts and in one swing my shorts including my panties were pulled down and off my feet. I felt a nice, warm breeze on my legs and in my pelvic area in relief. My dad hesitated to look at me and laid a mat beneath me as he raised my bare legs in the air and that my vagina and butt in full view.
"You look nice," he said and all I want to do is die on that moment from embarrassment and a little humiliation. I felt myself teared and did my business right there on the bed. I felt the warm stuff flowing down my butt and all as my dad held my legs up in the air and watched me straight in the eyes which seem to last for hours. I finished and my dad cleaned me up. I watched him cleaned me up and he wasn't batting an eye or making grossed out faces. and he told me the stories about how when I was a baby and him cleaning me up and changing my diaper and all. Which added more to my embarrassment and humiliation instead of comfort.
After he cleaned me up he just let my legs eagle eyed and told me that He's going to strip off my big polo shirt and bra and to carry me to bath tub to wash me off.
One again I felt more upcoming embarrassing ordeals as I watched my dad unbuttoned my shirt and carefully pulled them off me and including unhooking my bra and exposing my perky breast.
My dad looked at my breast and into my eyes and smiled and I felt my face blushed.
He carried me to the bathroom and laid me to a bath tub already filled with mild, warm water. He told me how he's gonna do me like how he does his big German sheppard dog when he gives him a bath. I wanted to laugh and only managed a to make a funny face.
This one was a bit awkward as my dad started washing my blonde hair 1st with a hand held shower and felt the nice stream of water on my face. Shampooing my hair and making sure the bubbles don't go down on my eyes. It felt nice as he does my hair which I did not wanted to end. He didn't rinse my hair yet but proceeded on the rest of my body and took a body sponge and started rubbing my neck and shoulders and my back with it, taking his time on my breast of course and in my tummy. He then redo my body with a soap. He then started rinsing my hair and my face and my upper body and after that it's time to do my lower body which gotten more awkward and interesting. I wanted to laugh so hard when he started using the sponge on my legs and thing and feet. He carefully made me lay on my back and raised one legs high and started rubbing my butt cheeks and my butthole with the sponge which felt awful because my butt was sensitive to the sponge. The he proceeded to my wash my vagina but instead used his bare hands and started washing it. I closed my eyes as the sweet sensation coming from my clit filled the rest of my body and I manage to curl my feet. Now in my age I'm a frequent masturbator and I now that what my dad was doing was rubbing me 'til I come and he is not stopping as he slowly rub me down there. It must have been about 15 minutes until I finally came and my body relaxed and my dad must have noticed and stopped because he started fingering my butthole to clean it but not play with it.
I looked at my dad's tired face and felt my gaze and I winked at him. "I know you're a frequent masturbator and thought that you might need to release some tension." He said and winked back at me. I realized then how much I actually loved my dad(in a f*mily way).
It took about several more minutes of him rinsing me and grabbed a big towel to wrapped me around with it and carried me back to my room, laying me to my bed and drying me off with a towel. As he did this I can curl my fingers and toes and open my mouth and close it but can't master to speak nor whisper yet. He kept on drying my body and my hair. I was then started to feel confuse when he carried me again and put me on an arm chair with only the semi wet towel wrap around on my shoulders but not covering any of my breast or vagina.
"I'm not done with you yet, your mother told me to brush your hair after bath." He told me as he pulled a brush from my cabinet and started doing my hair. Since I was weak, I could not even lift my head straight that I was laying my neck on the chair. Good thing it was the type of chair that can be bend and turn to some sort of bed. It was a nice arm leather chair. I can't see my dad since he was behind me and facing the wall. He brushed my hair for about 30 minutes until it dried off. He took off the towel off me and carried me to the bed where I felt another towel beneath me.
"The doc said I should massage your muscles." I closed my eyes to sleep as I felt my dad massaging my arms and shoulders and my legs. He did this for about 30 minutes and he stopped. I love the way his rough hands massaging me and wished he won't stop.
"Wow, did that massage turned you on dear?" He said as he stared at my bare, wet vagina. He chuckled and leaned on me, kissing my cheek then my lips. "You so adorable, I love you hun." I felt my heart beat and looked at him dreamingly and dozed off to sleep.
It was nighttime when I woke up again and it was dark in my room. I was not sure if I was awake or dreaming because I can move my body again. And confirmed that I was not dreaming and gotten off the bed and started walking funny but with difficulty. So I started crawling on my knees and that did not helped much either but I managed and start crawling my way out of the bed room. "Dad?" I said in a clear, but weak tone of voice. "Daddy." I started crying because I cannot see anything. But my dad must have woke up because it was suddenly bright and lift my head and saw him walking towards me. "Dear, you supposed to be not out of bed yet." He said and bent down to pick me up. He carried me downstairs and sat me on the table. "It's 6 in the morning. Well I guess it was okay to be awake. You been slept for 4 days straight dear," He told me. "I had to call the hospital because you can't eat when you're sleeping, so once a day, I would call them to come here and give you soft foods down your arm. It was fascinating and I can't explain it how. But that was yesterday, want to eat something? I heard you call my name so I'm guessing you can talk now as well. Your such a tough girl to be able to crawl your way out. Daddy's proud that you're recovering well."
I can' really understand all of what he's saying since I try not to stare on his big junk. My dad sleeps naked and this is the 1st time I see him naked. He is... hot. I noticed that I am naked too and he must have noticed that and said he'll be right back as he laid a bowl of noodle soup in front of me in the table. He came back a minute later with a set of my pj's and helped me put them on. He also brought his boxers and put them on. I was a little disappointed because I wanted to stare at him more. At least I can stare at his abs though. Goodness sake I'm crazy. "Good noodles dad, thanks." I said to him. I finished and he then helped me practiced walking all morning until the sun rises that I was able to walk by myself but with extreme difficulty that I can't walk or stand for too long. "Baby steps honey, no need to rush. But you are tough. I'll be damned." He praises me.
"I could use some shower." I told him.
"Okay then, just sit on the bath tub, don't shower standing." He reminded me as he helped me climbed up upstairs to the bathroom and he stripped my pj's off and I sat on the bath tub. "I'll leave this door open just in case and I'll check on you on 5 ok?" And he left. But he came back 20 minutes later with a towel, the exact time that I finished showering. He helped me stood up and wrapped the towel around me which I unwrapped and just started drying up in front of him. He then offered to help me to put on my pj's and I denied it. "After these past few days, I'll be a nudist around here." I said and he argued but I won and he gave up and helped me walked back down stairs.
"Your mom won't be happy with me." He said.
"Nobody has to know, thank you very much," I told him.
...to be continued very soon. Still in his house.
Elissa
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