A lot of free time

Back home you again didn't knew how you should spent all the free time you now had. You couldn't even go out and buy some girl-clothes with all the bandages and the face mask. Not only would that scare anybody you meet, you would also not really fit into the tops. And only buying shoes, pants and skirts, panties and some make-up felt like a waste of time without the matching tops and bras. So you laid down on your bed.

There you noticed the dress from the clubbing hanging on your wardrobe. Somebody must have brought it after you had your accident. You stood up and walked over to it. You touched it and liked the feel of the fabric. The black polyester felt really nice in your hands. "This is quite the feminine dress, but I wouldn't mind wearing it again, once I have recovered." You looked a little around and see the heels, lingerie and purse you had bought too for the clubbing next to the wardrobe. You looked back at the dress and smirked. "Why wait for me to recover?" You undressed and picked up the lingerie. The lacy black thong was a perfect fit and felt just as good as you remembered it did. You also tried to put the matching bra on, but due to the bandages couldn't without either stretching it or hurting your chest. So you went without it. Next you took the dress and put it on. It was easier than you remembered and it also fitted better. The waist-area didn't feel as tight as you remembered it did. You thought it must be because of your diet at the hospital. Last but not least you put on the black high heels. They fitted perfectly and somehow you felt quite good standing on the 4 inches heels. Before you always felt a little unsure on heels, because you were only learning to wear and walk in heels for a little more than 3 weeks. But now you had no problem in them. You would even go as far as think that you now felt more comfortable wearing heels than wearing flats or sneakers. "I must be getting the hang of heels." Finished dressing up you inspected your look. The dress looked fantastic, just like it when you had dressed up for the clubbing. With the right make-up and hair-style you would make a beautiful woman once again. But you couldn't. Your face was hidden under a face mask and bandages and your brown extended hair was hanging wild through the bandages. So this was the best you could do. But for the moment it was enough.

You sat back on your bed and once again had nothing to do. If there wasn't one thing. You opened the drawer of your nightstand and took out the big skin-colored dildo. "Sorry for leaving you alone, my big friend.", you said making a little fun of it. "And I won't be sucking on you, because I can't with this face mask on. But that doesn't mean we can't be having a good time together." Like you did before the accident, you took your thong off, laid on your back and pushed your shoes heels into the mattress. Due to your wide spread legs the dresses hemline had rode up exposing your soft penis, but you knew it wouldn't stay soft for long. You took the big dildo and got a good look of it. It was long, thick and with the balls and the skin-color it looked like a real cock. You desired it, you wanted to fuck it and then suck your cum out of it. But with your face mask you couldn't suck it. So you had to settle with just fucking it. You brought the onahole down to your groin. Compared to it your soft penis looked really tiny, and even erect it would still look smaller. But you didn't cared that you were loosing to a dildo. With one hand you held the onahole in place, while you aligned your soft penis with it with your other hand. It wasn't easy to shove your soft penis in the hole of the onahole, but once you got it in, you could once again feel its tightness and tickling on your manhood. Without even further moving the onahole you got rock-hard and let out a light moan. "Fuck! How I missed this thing." You began stroking the rubber-shaft. The tightness and tickling felt better and better and you moaned stronger and louder. You loved stroking the long, thick shaft while having your penis in it. It felt so good, maybe even better than Amanda sucking you off. And the best part was that you had a little control about you cumming with the pressure and speed you used. In just the few seconds you were about to cum, but you could prolong it for nearly 2 minutes. 2 minutes in which you thought about wrapping your lips around the long, thick dildo and giving it a good and deep suck. You wanted to suck it so badly, that you unwittingly sped up the stroking, which made you finally cum huge and hard. You came so hard, that you moaned really loud and your back jumped up and arched so far, that you could only see the tip of the dildo. What took you 2 minutes to get to, took around 5 minutes to recover from. You looked down, where the dildo was still standing up from your groin with your erect penis still sticking in it. It looked so yummy, you wanted to suck it, but you knew you couldn't. "Fuck! I want to suck it so bad. But Dr. Jackson had told you to not take off the face mask, or your face may deform. So that couldn't be helped. "Seems like I'm stuck with fucking the dildo for a whole month." You put your hand back on the shaft and began again to stroke it. "At least not the worst thing possible." You began moaning again, as you started your second round.