Everytime you go away

we are back to Matt our main characters point of view

The fever dreams I had while **** were disturbing, to say the least. I had dreams of cult members **** feeding me the flowers to try and control me; they had kidnapped the girls and were torturing them to get me to follow their orders. I barely recognized myself; I was some kind of monster. Half man, half goat, my twisted form looked more like a goat version of a minotaur. I was brutal, using any women around me as disposable fuck meat, all to increase my power and satisfy my insatiable appetite for sex, power, and blood. 

When I started to come out of my short coma, I was very confused and still terrified by my visions. It had seemed like days had passed, but after looking at the whiteboard in my room, I realized it had only been about 6 hours since the accident. 

A few minutes after I woke up, a cute nurse with an hourglass figure, dark skin, and a bubble butt came in to take my vitals. Her name tag said Jasmine Walker. 

"Well, hello, Mr. Cole!" She said it cheerfully, but thankfully without a lot of volume, as I think my head wouldn't handle it. "How is our hero feeling?" She must have seen the confusion on my face. "You do remember rescuing that young lady out of her vehicle while it was on fire, right?" She asked. 
"Whoam? Frmmaassiiidnnt" was about all I could get out; there was something wrong with my face, and my mouth and throat hurt like I had drank a steaming pot of coffee straight off the kettle. 

"Oh my, I am so sorry, Mr. Cole!" She cried, "I forgot about your internal injuries! Don't try to talk; I have a white board for you." She finished rushing my way of communicating with me to my side.

My right arm seemed okay, so I used it to write on the board. I wrote, 'Remember girl, is she ok?' 

"Yes, thanks to you! I shouldn't be telling you this, but seeing as how you saved her life, I think it's ok. But let's just keep this between us, ok?" Jasmine whispered 

I nodded

"She was high on narcotics, and she fell asleep while driving; if you didn't get her out of that car, she would be dead either from an OD or she would have burned alive. The fact that you not only risked your life but took such terrible wounds to get her out is just amazing. It really takes my breath away." She said taking a deep breath, causing her considerable bust to swell inside her scrubs.

"If you need anything at all, just push your call button." She winked at me. 

Good lord, is there such a thing as too much sex? It's probably just because I feel like a piece of burnt toast. Even though I can tell I am on a massive amount of morphine, my skin is still extremely sensitive. 

After 10–15 minutes, the doctor came into the room to speak with me. His name was Dr. Faulk, and he explained everything they did, what was going on with me, and what type of recovery I would be looking at. He also mentioned how proud he was to take care of someone like me and that not too many people would have sacrificed what I did to help a total stranger. 

Eventually, they allowed my girls to come and see me. Apparently Jen had seen me at my worst, but this is the first time any of the others have seen my injuries. While they tried to put on a brave face, Ashley and Nancy both started crying when they saw me. Madison's face was a combination of many different emotions. I tried to reassure them by writing on my whiteboard, 'Honestly, it looks worse than it is.' I tried to smile, but it turned into a grimace. 

Madison was the first to say something while Jen was trying to get control of Nancy and Ashley. 

"I am so angry that this happened to you; that woman was out of her mind on **** and almost killed you!" She fumed. "Then, you go into a burning car to save her life!" She snorted, "Why do you have to be such a good person? You could have died!" She said with tears in her eyes, "I just told you I love you! I can't lose you!" She finally broke down.

Jen comforted her too. Nancy came over and gave my good hand a squeeze and told me how proud she was that I acted so selflessly, that she knows I'll be okay, and that she loves me. 

Ashley was next, still crying a bit. She leaned in and cradled my head to her perfect breasts. The warmth and softness were very comforting, causing me to relax. Ashley told me she loved me and that she wouldn't know what she would do if I had died. She knows why I did what I did but that I need to be more careful because I am responsible not just for myself but for all four of them now. She ended things by giving me kisses down the good side of my face and down my good arm, sticking my finger in her mouth, and sucked on it a bit, being playful. 

Finally, Jen came over and explained everything I needed to know about what was going on. She was going to be staying here with me at the hospital until they discharged me. She wouldn't hear otherwise. 

The girls stayed for a while, but I eventually convinced them to go home so I could see them tomorrow. After they left, Jen was by my side watching some TV when Jasmin, the nurse, came in to take my vitals again. She and Jen got to talking a bit. I think Jen noticed how impressed Jasmine was with me, and the tone of the conversation started to change. 

"You are such a lucky lady, Mrs. Cole, to have such a good man; he really is a hero. I see all types in here, and I am really glad I got a chance to be his nurse!" Jasmine said. 

"Please call me Jen. Tell me, are you married, Ms. Walker?" Jen asked

"Not anymore," she replied, "but that's for the best; my two kids have a better home life without him, and he is able to be a better father when he needs to be." She explained. 
"I am sorry it didn't work out." Said Jen.  "I know that I am one of many lucky ladies to have Mattie in my life." She said it, of course, with an emphasis on MANY. It didn't take a rocket scientist to realize what Jen was saying. 

"Oh my! so you let him see other women?" She looked a little surprised and a little disappointed. 

"Oh Jasmine I don't LET him do anything; I had to beg him to try and find another girl. I can't keep him satisfied myself; he is a machine!" She gushed. Causing Jasmine's dark cheeks to grow crimson. "You saw all the girls I was with tonight? He takes care of all their needs and more." Jen giggled as Jasmine's eyes widened at the confession. 

"My, my Mr. Cole I have underestimated you." She said it a bit breathlessly. 

"In fact, Jasmine, I need to go get something to eat at the cafeteria for breakfast. Do you have any other patients you need to see right now?" Jen asked innocently, "Or could you keep Mattie company while I am gone?"
"Oh, um, no, in the ICU it is one nurse per patient, Jen. I am nearing the end of my shift, but Matt is the only person I need to keep an eye on." She said it slowly. 

"Well, I'll be gone for at least 30 minutes. If you don't mind, could you get him into a new gown? I noticed his is a bit damp." Jen said, looking directly at Jasmine. I swear I saw Jasmine's eyes dilate as she said that. 

"Of course, Jen, take your time, I will make sure to take care of Matt while you are gone..." she stated to herself, like she had made a decision. 

"Good, I'll leave you to it then," and she stepped out of the room. Jasmine went to the door and turned the lock to secure the door to the room. 

She swayed back to me, wiggling her hips. She leaned down, pushing her tits into my face while adjusting my pillow. "How is that, Matt? More comfortable?"

I nodded my head and gave an affirmative grunt. "Jen said your gown is damp; I am going to have to see if there is anything going on to cause that. Just let me take a look while you relax." I nodded. 

Jasmine carefully lifted the sheets and gown; of course, I was naked underneath my gown. When she shifted things, my hard dick sprung free. Mesmerized by it, she slowly started to touch it with her hands and then her mouth before devouring it with her mouth. 

I played with her tits while she blew me. Her lips were so soft, and her technique was loving, not rushed. It wasn't long before I was ready to lose it. 

I gave her the signal I was going to cum, and she deep throated me, causing me to shoot my load into her stomach. She came up with a bit of cum on her lower lip; she scooped it up and put it in her mouth, swallowing it with a smile and an air kiss to me. I grabbed my whiteboard and wrote, 'Where have you been all my life?' She giggled. I wiped the board and wrote, 'I'm sorry, I can't return the favor. Give me time." . She nodded and kissed me on the forehead. 

She did get me a new gown and finished up the rest of her nursing duties before Jen came back. 

"So, Jasmine, how is Matt doing? Did he pass his physical?" She said, while smiling. 
"Oh yes, Jen, he passed with flying colors. Standing ovation." They both chuckled.

"You're done with tests. For the next few hours, try and get some rest. Dr. Faulk's rounds are early, and Dr. Faulk is going to show you off not only because of what you did, but he is going to take credit for how well you're doing too." She laughed. 

She turned and left with that big booty wiggling with each step. Jen turned to me and asked how I was feeling. I wrote on my board, 'less horny, but weirdly better.' Jen nodded. Now that we were alone, I needed to tell her what happened at the accident. It took a bit of time, but I explained through my board how I basically used superhuman strength and endurance to rescue that girl and then how it just all drained away as soon as I was safe. 

Jen said she had a theory she was working on that it had to do with my strength and the abnormalities in my scans. She asked, What did I mean when I said that I felt better after the blowjob? I said that it was hard to explain, but I wasn't in as much pain, I felt steadier, and I had a bit better range of motion. Jen said she thought that since my powers were sexual in nature, having sex with me was a way to charge me up like a battery.

So that when Jasmine blew me, it had given me sexual energy, which my body used to heal me, and earlier it had given me the strength to perform the acts of strength in the crash, but that I had overdone it, which is why I collapsed, when normally my body would have just tried to heal me. 

There were a lot of holes in this theory, but the good news was that there was an easy and fun way to test this theory out. So Jen locked the door, and I got my second amazing blowjob of the evening and my second feeling of wellness because of it. We will have to see what the doctors say later today. 
 

-Just wanted to mention I updated a couple of pictures if you want to see what Jasmine Walker looks like or the blond girl from the crash used to look like before she got on ****. I will be trying to update the pictures in this gallery today to try and get them to just show up instead of openening in a link.
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