“Where am I?” I ask with a groggy voice. My head is spinning. What is going on? I groan as I open my eyes. And do a double take.
Panic sets in as I feel my heart racing in my chest. I lift my head as I look at the monochromatic walls and the high-tech medical equipment around me. And the bed I’m lying in. Glancing around, I also notice there’s no one else with me. What’s going on?! Am I in the hospital?! Just then, I hear a beep, followed by a woman’s calm voice speaking over an intercom, “Please ignore the last code… crisis averted.”
I sigh out loud. I guess that confirms it: I am a patient at this hospital. But why though? I remember nothing that happened recently. I then wince in discomfort. Oh, right, my head is still spinning. Realizing I can’t hold my head up for long, I let myself fall back onto something soft. A pillow, obviously. Then suddenly, a soft knock at the door alerts me.
I glance over, and in comes a cute young woman. She has a kind face and blonde hair tied up in a bun. And wearing a matching blue shirt and pants (better known as scrubs), along with a stethoscope around her neck. I realize she is my nurse, and I feel relaxed.
She smiles at me as she walks over and says, “Hey, buddy! I’m Gale Flowers, but you can call me Abi. And I’ll be your nurse during your stay with us.” She then walks over to the end of my bed and picks up my chart. And reads it aloud, “… Ah, so you’re Ben Dover… age 19 and…” Gale’s mouth opens wide open in shock. She then gives me a look of surprise and says, “You’ve been in a coma for two months?!”
I am surprised, myself. And also sad. Two months of my life have gone by, and I wouldn’t have been the wiser if she had said nothing. I sigh heavily and say, “Two months, really?! Does it say what happened to me? It must’ve been bad enough to land myself here.”
Abi reads on. “You were in a car accident on the highway… several broken bones… needed a blood transfusion… Damn, dude! You almost died… ” I stop listening to her and space out. I almost died?! The trauma of it all must have been severe, because I don’t remember a thing. I feel a lump forming in my throat at this news.
I must look shocked, because she brings me back with a sympathetic smile and says, “Well, hopefully our time together won’t be any worse than all that.” She then giggles at her own joke. I smile in response. Maybe this will go better than I thought! Besides, I can’t complain about an attractive nurse looking after me.
Taking a moment to get a good look at Abi, I notice she has an impressive body. I’m sure her long shifts make it difficult to plan for time at the gym. But even through her scrubs, I can tell she keeps her body in good shape. And despite being skinny, I can also tell she is busty from the way her chest pushes out. I wonder what kind of bra she’s wearing. Is she wearing matching undies?
I feel my cock throbbing, a dull ache in my balls. An ache that I’d be able to relieve under normal circumstances and confined to my hospital bed. My entire body feels heavy, and I don’t have the strength to do anything. Despite enjoying Abi’s body, I unfortunately cannot do anything about it for the time being.
But then I suddenly remember where I am and scold myself. It feels wrong to have perverted thoughts about my nurse. Then, in a panic, I return to Abi’s face. I hope she didn’t notice where I was looking. And fortunately, she didn’t seem to notice.
Abi finishes reading and sets down my chart. She then looks back at me and says with a smile, “Is there anything I can get for you while I’m here? A drink or a snack? Or would you just like to rest for now?”
I feel another lump forming in my throat, but this time it’s because of guilt. I’d hate to give her the impression that I’m shooing her away, because Abi seems so sweet and caring. But what I need right now is some rest. I clear my throat and say, “Sorry, but would you mind if I took a nap for now?”
Abi smiles at me, then tells me she’ll be back to check on me later on. She then turns and moves towards the doorway. I admire the way her scrubs stretch over her shapely ass and hips for a few seconds. She has a tight body. Thank god she has her back turned to me, not that she’d see anything anyhow. I sigh in temporary resignation and close my eyes.
What is that intoxicating smell? I wrinkle my nose as the intense aroma fills my nostrils. It smells so sweet and tangy! I open my eyes. And gasp out loud, as I receive the shock of a lifetime.
Abi is standing beside my hospital bed with a devious smile on her face. My breath catches in my throat as I look at her. She’s wearing her blue hospital shirt but no pants underneath. What the?! Where are her pants?! And that’s not all. I feel something soft and damp resting on my hospital gown. Then I glance down. And almost choke on my saliva.
There is a pair of soft pink panties placed near my nose! With my nose nearly buried in the gusset. And I realize what I’m smelling: pure feminine arousal. Abi has been wearing these panties throughout her shift. And judging from how strong the scent is, she has been drooling in these for most of that time. I feel the familiar ache in my balls. And pre-cum leaking out of my cock, as I savour this visual. I grin sheepishly, hoping Abi notices nothing through my hospital gown.
My heart pounds in my chest. Normally, I wouldn’t be against being so close to a girl’s underwear. But this close?! And while I’m staying at the hospital?! They can’t be hers, can they? “Abi?! Whose are these? And why were they placed near my nose?” I ask her in surprise.
Abi’s devious smile never leaves her face as she reaches down and grabs the pink panties. As I see her pull her hand away, I get a better look at the panties. They are a quite cute bikini-style panty, with a tiny bow on the waistband. And the pink colour on them looks so adorably feminine.
My nurse giggles and says, “They caught your attention, huh? Good, because they’re mine!” She then dangles them playfully off the end of her finger before continuing, “Think of them as my personal smelling salts.”
My breath catches in my throat. What is she doing? And why are they damp?! I clear my throat and ask, “But why would you do that? You’re my nurse!” I then nervously glance at Abi’s panties before continuing, “And why are they… damp?”
Abi shrugs her shoulders and says. “I work a 12-hour shift. You think I don’t get turned on from the things I’ve seen? I might as well have gone swimming in my undies.” She then smirks and brings her panties to her own nose. And inhales the crotch. I see her eyes fluttering, as she seductively moans out loud, “Holy fuck, that’s divine!”
She opens her eyes before looking back at me with a grin, “Want them back? I’ve been horny and drooling in them all day.” She then playfully tosses them at me, as my heart races.
And I suddenly hear a faraway knock. Who could that be? Where is that coming from? I wonder in a panic.
I open my eyes, and Abi is standing there at my doorway. I feel my heart race as I gape at her. And I don’t think my jaw fell off, but it might as well have. She enters my room, wearing her scrubs with a sweet smile on her face. As she walks over to me, she says, “Hiya, buddy. Just checking in…” She notices my panicked face. And her cheery expression changes to one of concern. She asks, “Is everything okay? You look like you saw a ghost.”
I feel my face burn. What is going on?! Why is Abi acting completely differently now? I sigh and answer, “Weren’t you already in my room? I could’ve sworn you were just here. But it was as though you were… possessed.”
Abi gives me an odd look. Before something dawns on her and she laughs. She sweetly says to me, “No, I haven’t been back since this morning. Sorry to disappoint.” She winks at me before continuing with a serious expression on her face, “But I do owe you an apology. I should’ve told you this when I met with you earlier.” She then sighs and says, “We had to pump you full of drugs when you came in. Again, you were on your way out.”
My eyes widen in shock as I feel my blood run cold. It’s shocking to hear how close to death I actually was. And what the hospital had to do to keep me alive. I can only stare at my bed and heave a sigh of relief.
But then another thought enters my mind. I glance back at Abi and say, “So… you weren’t in here doing all of that crazy stuff? It was just the drugs working their way through my system?”
Abi smiles at me and nods her head, “Yes, there’s nothing for you to worry about. Whatever you thought had happened, didn’t actually happen.” She then thinks for a moment before continuing, “But now you have me curious. What did I do in your drug-induced state?”
I feel my breath hitch in my throat. Oh god! How am I supposed to tell her? I grin sheepishly at my nurse and say, “I don’t think I should. You’ll probably think I’m some perverted lunatic.”
Abi then turns and grabs a chair by the wall. She brings it beside my hospital bed and sits down. She smiles and says, “Try me, I’ve heard some whoppers.”
I groan out loud. But I take a deep breath and start talking. Abi sits there with a comforting smile on her face as I tell her my messed-up fantasy. I finish with, “… and right before I woke up for real, you tossed your underwear at me.” Once I stop talking, I immediately regret telling Abi. I feel my face burning as I grin sheepishly. I’ve done it now; she thinks that I’m a perverted lunatic.
My nurse just sits there for a few moments as she tries to process what I told her. Her expression is blank. And she’s making no sound except for soft pants. I don’t know what to say. But then her facial expression shifts. Abi giggles. I give her an incredulous look. She’s finding my messed-up fantasy funny?!
Abi stops giggling and smiles at me, “You have one wild imagination, my friend!” She gets up and brings her chair back to the wall.
Abi then turns around to face me again, but something is different this time. Her expression has changed. That sweet, professional smile is gone. In its place is a hungry, mischievous grin. She pulls her stethoscope from around her neck and sets it aside. Abi then walks over to my bed with a sly grin on her face.
“Since you liked my panties so much in your last dream,” she purrs, “I thought I’d give you a better show this time.”
My breath catches as Abi brings her hands to her scrub pants. She then gives me a wink before slipping them tantalizingly down her legs. It’s absolute agony watching her pull down her pants. She first reveals the waistband of her pink bikini panties with the tiny bow in the middle. It’s an adorably sexy sight.
And a few moments later, she is fully showing me her panties. My heart beats quickly as I take in Abi’s underwear. Her pink briefs are simple but sexy. And they stretch across her pussy beautifully. My breath then hitches in my throat as something else catches my eye. I notice the gusset is visibly soaked, with a dark spot clearly visible in the centre.
A cough from Abi alerts me to look up. She then smiles at me before saying, “May I?” All words fail me. I can only nod my consent.
Abi bites her lip and climbs onto the edge of my hospital bed, kneeling beside me. Without a word, she spreads her legs and presses the damp crotch of her panties against her pussy. I watch, completely mesmerized, as she rubs the cotton material up and down her slit in slow, deliberate strokes. Her breathing quickly becomes heavier.
“Mmm… you don’t know how wet I’ve been since I started taking care of you,” she moans softly. Her hips rock gently as she works the panties harder against herself. I can hear the wet sounds of the fabric sliding through her folds. Her free hand then squeezes one of her breasts through her top as her eyes stay locked on mine.
The scent of her arousal fills my nostrils. An intoxicating, tangy aroma that goes right to my crotch. My cock throbs painfully under the thin hospital gown as I watch her masturbate with her own panties right in front of me.
After a few minutes, her movements get faster and more desperate. Her mouth falls open, and she lets out a shaky moan. “Fuck, Ben… I’m gonna cum…”
Abi closes her eyes as her body tenses. She grinds the soaked panties hard against her clit one last time and shudders. I watch in stunned silence as she rides out her orgasm, her thighs trembling. “Oh, my god! Holy shit!” Abi cries out in absolute ecstasy. My cock continues to throb painfully. It’s even more painful now, because I can’t orgasm along with her. Damn you, drugs!
When she finally relaxes, she opens her eyes. And she looks down at me with glassy eyes and a satisfied smile. She pulls the drenched panties away from her pussy. I pant heavily with excitement as strings of her juices stretch between the fabric and her body. And with a grin, she leans over to me.
“Want a taste?” she whispers. But before I can respond, I hear a gentle voice. It’s calling out to me in the distance, “… earth to Ben… come in, Ben…”
I open my eyes and see Abi’s smiling face inches away from my face. I grin sheepishly as I realize I had another episode. “Sorry, Abi. I guess I spaced out again. Uh… what were you asking me?”
Abi smiles at me. “No worries, I was just asking if I could hear your heart. Can you sit up for me?” I nod as I feel my heart pounding in my chest. Abi masturbating in front of me is still so vivid in my mind! But regardless of how rattled I am, I adjust my body so my pillows hold me up. I wince in discomfort as using my arms requires more effort than normal. Which is to be expected after the length of my coma.
Abi then places her stethoscope earpieces in her ears and places the resonator on my bare skin. I breathe in and out twice before Abi removes the earpieces and resonator. She then turns to me and says, “Your heart was beating a little fast there, Ben. Is everything okay?”
I sigh and say, “I’m not sure”. Before I look into Abi’s face and ask, “Could I ask you something strange?”
Abi gives me a calm smile. “As long as you don’t mind hearing a strange answer.” She giggles at her own joke before continuing, “Ask away.”
I draw a deep breath. “Okay…” And for the next minute, Abi listens to me tell her what I had envisioned, nodding along or giving me confused looks. I then finish speaking and let what I said to her sink in. I give her a concerned look and say, “What does it all mean? Why did I have, not just one, but two, sexual dreams involving you?”
Abi keeps a stoic face as she processes what I told her. And a few seconds later, she says, “Uh-huh… yes, that’s definitely something. It’s no wonder your heart was beating as quickly as it was.” She clears her throat before continuing, “But like I said, we had to pump you full of drugs. And so these visions you’re having, of me using my underwear as smelling salts and whatnot, none of it happened. Alright?” She gives me a reassuring but firm look.
I breathe a sigh of relief. My beating heart slows to a more normal pace. Abi’s not bothered by what I told her, but she’s establishing nurse-patient boundaries. I nod my head in understanding, as I don’t want to jeopardize her position at the hospital. And specifically, her being my nurse.
Suddenly, however, Abi’s expression changes. She gives me a big smile and says. “Anyway… My shift is just about over for the day. But I’ll be right back with your dinner.” She returns a few minutes later with a tray of food and tells me with the same smile, “I’ll be back in the morning. So I’ll see you tomorrow, Ben!” I nod in response, as I try to find the least mushy item.
It’s now a few days later, and I’m feeling closer to myself again. The drugs are making their way through my system, and I’m getting less striking hallucinations now. I still get them every once in a while, but they’re nowhere near as potent. And my strength is also returning to my arms and legs. But something is now nagging at me that wasn’t there before.
I realize I haven’t relieved myself since waking up from my coma. And there have been a few days of sexy hallucinations inspired by Abi since then. My cock pushes against my gown as I’m reminiscing about Abi’s glorious body, her panty flashes in my dreams, etc.
A soft knock then alerts me to the door. My heart pounds with excitement. I smile, as I know exactly who is there: Abi. I look forward to her looking after me. Not only is she sweet, she’s also quite cute to look at. “Come in!” I call out to her. What does she have planned today?
Abi enters my room with a big smile on her face and says to me, “Hiya, Ben. You’re looking healthier by the day!” After I return her smile, she comes over to check my heart rate with her stethoscope.
As she bends over with the resonator, I glimpse something white peeking out of her shirt. My heart races as I realize there are buttons undone on her shirt. And I realize that the white is her bra! I feel myself growing hard in my hospital gown. What is Abi doing? Does she know she’s flashing me? Is this happening for real now?
And before I know it, she’s pulling away with a smile. She then gives me an approving nod. “Okay, Ben. I’m liking what I’m seeing.” She giggles before correcting herself, “Or hearing, in this case.”
I chuckle as well. “I’m glad.” But I quickly panic, and my expression changes to reflect that. What does she mean by “liking what I’m seeing”? I wonder. She didn’t see my reaction, did she? I try to keep calm as I clear my throat. I say to her, “Did you mean to say you liked what you’re seeing? Or was it just a Freudian slip?”
Abi looks at me for a moment before giggling. She then says to me, “You caught that, did you?” And she playfully slaps my arm before continuing, “Well, I’d be lying if I said that everything you’ve told me over the last few days hasn’t excited me.” I gasp at Abi’s words. Is she serious?
She winks at me and says, “What? You didn’t think your fantasies influenced me as well? Or I didn’t notice that you were looking at my chest?” She leans over to move closer to me. My breath hitches in my throat as I feel her clothed curves resting on my gown. And as I smell her musky arousal. She then coos in my ear, “My undies are drenched by the time I return home each night, thanks to you.” She pulls back with a giggle.
Holy shit! My heart pounds in my chest at Abi’s admission. I feel my erection pushing into my hospital gown, and I realize things are about to escalate quickly. And now that the drugs are leaving my system, I might finally cum.
Abi looks down, no doubt noticing my cock tenting in my hospital gown. She then giggles and says, “Let’s say we make your lucid dreams come true. But first…” She turns away and goes to close the door. She then turns back to me with a smile, “Just in case.” I am in shock at Abi’s boldness, but I nod my head. It’s better to be safe than sorry.
Abi gives me a sly grin. She walks towards me while slowly unbuttoning her scrub top. One button at a time. My eyes fixate on her chest as I see more of her white bra. My breath catches in my throat.
When she finally shrugs the top off her shoulders and lets it fall to the floor, I let out a low groan. Her bra looks perfect on her. It’s a simple white cotton that pushes her full breasts together, creating deep, inviting cleavage. Her hard nipples are clearly poking against the thin fabric.
“Like what you see, Ben?” she teases, giving her shoulders a little shimmy so her tits jiggle. “This is real… and it’s all for you.”
I can only nod, as my mouth is completely dry. My cock is rock hard and tenting the hospital gown obscenely, a wet spot already forming from the steady flow of pre-cum.
Abi bites her lip and hooks her thumbs into her scrub pants. She turns slightly and slides them down her legs in one slow, torturous motion. Her pink panties come into view. First the little bow on the waistband, then the rest of the soft fabric hugging her pussy tightly. The gusset has a very visible dark wet spot right in the centre.
She steps out of the pants and kicks them aside, standing before me in just her bra and panties. My eyes roam hungrily over her body. She looks even better than in my hallucinations.
Abi chuckles when she notices where I’m staring. “You’ve been fantasizing about these for days,” she says softly, running her fingers along the waistband of her panties. “I figured it was only fair to show you the real thing.”
She steps closer, filling my nose with that sweet, tangy scent of her arousal. My cock twitches hard.
“I’ll bet you’ve been dying to cum too,” she whispers with a wicked smile. “Want to use my panties?”
I nod eagerly, unable to speak. Abi grins and starts sliding her panties down her hips.
But just then, an annoyed sigh comes from the doorway.
“Why the hell is this door closed?! Who’s in here?!”
Abi and I freeze, exchanging wide-eyed, panicked looks.
