Starting over many times

So due to a particular twist of fate, you were in a car accident that left you in a coma for 4 months. In that time, your wife sold all your assets, divorced you, and left to travel the world with her much younger personal trainer. You obviously didn't have a job anymore and the only thing you owned were the clothes on your back.

But what you did have was a LOT of friends, actual friends, decent friends, close friends, sorta friends... and when you woke up they all agreed that you had been done wrong and thus they were going to help you. For starters, there was a rotating schedule of who could house you each month, whether it was a couch, a spare bed, or even just a mat on the floor.

The first while was bad as you were in horrible shape. The physical therapy was kicking your ass, but you were determined and soon enough you were strong enough to not need helpers. You still walked a bit with a cane, but in the next few months, you were going to able to be strong enough to look for a job again.

You were currently staying with Fred and Sarah. They were honestly kinda your white trash friends. Fred had gotten into an accident at his construction job and got a huge settlement, which with his continuing checks, made them barely able to keep going with the way he drinks. Sarah was a pear-shaped bottle blond who got C-cup fake tits as she was pretty flat-chested before.

Fred had enjoyed having you over even if you were a bit of a burden, most of it was on Sarah though. Fred worked long hours and enjoyed having beers on his time off and since you were around, and had nowhere to go, he always had a drinking buddy, and best of all you were a real lightweight now so he didn't have to spend that much more on beer for the house. He really found it funny when one night he came downstairs only to see his wife being plowed by his friend on the fold-out couch. She had been wearing a sexy little number to surprise Fred but had to come downstairs to get something she had forgotten. Hoping you were already asleep so you wouldn't see her, her hopes were dashed when not only were you awake, you had been trying to masturbate on the couch. As Sarah clearly wasn't wearing any underwear, it drove you to a horny rage that made you lose control and grab her.

She looked a bit distraught as she was on her back, her sexy nightgown pushed up around her neck as you were desperately thrusting with the power of a man who hadn't emptied his balls in almost 5 months. That and the anger of having his life ripped away that he was taking out on her pussy.

"Oh god, please don't... Fred won't like this"

"Geez, oh geez please slow down"

"Why me?... We can get you an escort"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry please don't cum inside me"

Fred waited until he heard you grunting and the pace of your hips slapping into hers slowed and then stopped. You had just creampied his wife and he clapped for you. Laughing saying that it was the least that Sarah could do for you as it was like you just got out of prison and needed to finally blow your wad.

For the next two weeks, Fred didn't give a shit and actively encouraged you to use his wife to 'help you' along with your physical therapy. The only times he would tell you to leave her alone were when she was supposed to be cooking or if he wanted her.

Sarah really wasn't a fan at first, she never really was but then over the two weeks of your 'therapy' she eventually gave in and her resistance got less and less. She never enjoyed it, but it became less of a fight. As you were sleeping in their living room and each day the bed had to be put away, she couldn't avoid you. Also you would grab her to help you in the shower, which started as actual help and then became different ways to get off. From shower blowjobs to fucking from behind, and even fucking her ass once.

You especially liked fucking Sarah's face while sitting on the couch and watching TV. Just holding her by the hair. with a good grip and using her head like a sex toy. She didn't enjoy that but she preferred it to when you fucked her pussy. She hadn't been able to convince you to wear a condom and she was worried that all that unprotected sex would get her pregnant. The pill was not 100% after all.

But now you only had one week left before you were going to your friend Bob and Maria 's house. They were better off than Fred and Sarah and not nearly as white trash. They also had a college-age daughter named Rosa