Sensual Therapy Jacques Rider

Chapter 1

The next thing I saw when I opened my eyes were two ample breasts. I tried to make it clearer because there was a white blinding light above me. Then I focused on those huge balls, they were moving, juggling, up and down with a crazy, erotic motion. That fleshy sight that can make my d**k stand tall.

I growled as I felt someone was on top of me. There was an earthquake, or was it just my bed, shaking? Anyway, I couldn't move, even my finger. I was lethargic but I could sense something was happening to me.

Then I heard a disturbing sound. A moan, someone just moaned. Then the gasping breath, the sound of something cracks, there it was again. I felt my body was being drugged or whatever. I couldn't grasp the reality or probably I was hallucinating when it came again. Some pulses, some… What was that thing?

“That's it, baby, oh! Come back to me! Oh…”

My voice was croaked and dry. My mouth was opened but no word. My eyes went upward and saw the lights.

“Damn!”

Someone cursed before I could fathom what was happening, I felt that delicious urge, coming fast and hot.

Then I felt my pinkie move slightly then my hand, the other one followed, and as if they have minds on their own, grabbed on that someone on top. I felt a waist, a flesh.

As if my mind was being run by some electric pulse, some EMPs or something, I generated my body and suddenly, I was holding whoever she was on top of me with my d**k buried inside her v****a. I recognized that narrow and that nerve endings c**t.

She sighed and I could tell she smiled. Before I grabbed her bun and lifted her, created a motion crazily wild. That combustion made me on the live wire and we made the bed creak with every motion. She drenched me down with her O.

I felt her nails on my skin scrapping as I clamped her inner thigh and her waist before I made a satisfying scream and shot my aim high to her cervix.

I was catching my breath and became wide awake as if that release was my cue to go back to life.

“Welcome back, again, Jacques,” a sultry voice spoke, with a hint of naughtiness.

“Where am I? What kind of place is this?” my voice was hoarse as if my mouth was like a desert.

My sight was still blurry but I could see a figure, a sexy figure of a lady still sitting on top of my body, fully naked.

She giggled before I felt her weight burdening me slowly disappear, did she just disappear? Am I hallucinating?

“It would take time before the drug will wear off, you shouldn't force yourself, you're still not in good shape?”

“Where am I? Why am I here?”

“You're safe, Jacques, you're in good hands, or should I say, in a good place,”

I couldn't utter a word anymore as I felt the drug finally kick in. At the speed of light, I saw a glimpse of her back, she was putting her dress back. White, long white coat.

“Are you my angel? Take me to heaven,”

“I'm afraid, I couldn't do that,” I heard her giggle again. “You're journey has not yet started,”

“That's so sweet,” I managed to utter.

“Relax, you're in capable hands, and you will recover, in the meantime, you should go back to sleep, I'm sorry to disturb you, but I just couldn't help it,”

The silence told me she was already gone.

“Your d**k is magnificent, I couldn't help but ride you while you're unconscious, I think the dose of oxytocin worked pretty well with you, I will come back later,”

“Let's f**k again,”

“Sure, you will be f*****g some other nurses when you wake up, so, sleep tight,”

“You're naughty, I'll find you and when that happens, I'll make sure we will have a good time…”

“I'd love to, Jacques Rider, 'til next time,”

The voice faded. As if it was a dream. Was it what they called, a lucid dream? Because I sensed and felt, she was real. And we did f**k. I felt my d**k throb for more. I want more. I crave more.

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After that dreamy state of mine, my eyes flickered open and blinded by a ray of sunlight slicing through the window. I woke with a pounding headache and scattered body pain. I felt I was constricted or just being tied.

I groaned in pain as I checked myself. I was in bed, wearing a hospital gown, with some IV fluid bags and needles from my two arms. No wonder I felt so numb.

I couldn't recall what happened or how I got here but one thing is for sure, I was injured, with the throbbing pain and discomfort I was feeling, I guess someone beat me up so well sending me here to a hospital.

Then the door opened, and a woman in white, wearing a sexy and not to mention, a little bit slutty, for my liking, white uniform, body-hugging and a bit shorter for her size—which was nice—with her breasts slightly peaking, I could see from my vantage point, the lace of her bra underneath and those fleshy mounds. I wet my lip and still felt my mouth was dry.

Then down to her thighs, was that an added benefit of being hospitalized? Those creamy white thighs wrapped in white stockings, her long slender legs gaited and beelined towards me with the sound of her three-inch heels clicking on the floor.

“Good morning!” she greeted with a nice smile, flashing her perfectly white teeth. “How did you sleep last night?”

“What's your name miss?” I tried to hide my uneasiness and flashed in my mind.

“Silly, here's your blue pill, take it before your meal,” she slid a detachable table plank in front of me and put the pill and a glass of water she took from the bedside table.

I could see from where I lay the depths of her cleavage and the n*****s poking out. My eyes were enthralled.

Then my d**k suddenly jerked up.

“I'll be back soon then one of the staff will check your vital, how are you feeling today?” she turned around, walked out to the window and slightly shut it. To my surprise.

But I didn't bother to ask. I just answered her. “A bit okay, especially when I saw you,”

She giggled then returned and checked if I already drunk the pill. “You should take it first, or do you want to eat first?”

“What's in this pill?” I managed to hold it, damn, even my fingers were losing some sense of touch. Then threw it inside my mouth and downed it with some water. I put the glass which she took away then put the plank back in its place.

“Pamela did you last night, you were having a high fever, I think the drug worked, how was your head? Was still feeling dizzy?”

“A bit, but when I saw you, it disappeared,”

“You're such a tease,” she smiled before she pulled a food cart I didn't know was there.

“Here's your food, eat slowly, we wanted to test if the surgery doesn't affect your vowel, well, Pamela reported that you responded quite impressively, she checked you and took care of you,” then her face turned a bit different.

Her smile changed and hinted a little bit of naughtiness. “Do you want me to feed you?”

“Oh, yeah, sure, my hands, they're still useless I guess,”

“Pam said otherwise, she said you grabbed her and squeezed her tight which brought her to fastest her orgy, for a patient like you, who'd gone through a lot, it's still a miracle that you can still move,”

“I felt I was immobilized,”

“I theory, yes, but..down there…” her finger trailed her finger to my gown, from my side to the center down to my throbbing member.

“Oh, you became alive,” she teased then smiled back at me. “Can I touch it?”

“Ah, yes?” I was a bit confused.

She marveled at my size and my length as she examined it wearing a glove. “I think the drug finally kicked in,”

“No, it's the sight of you that made me turn on,”

“Did I turn you on?” she asked quite obviously playing around a game.

And I'm willing to play along with it. “Yeah, feed me now,”

“Solid food or your dose of oxytocin?”

“Both? I guess wait—”

Before I could react, she unbuttoned her chest, I saw those rosy peaks, and those fleshy balls, I wanted to lick them both.

“Okay, I'll feed you first,” she went to my soup and poured it on her skin, on her chest. For Heaven's sake, is this a kind of a joke?

The liquid dripped but not too much. Then she went closer to my face, sitting on my right side. “Here you go, eat, enjoy,”

I chuckled and gave it a try. I dug in, licking every corner and the crevice of her chest. She moaned as I tasted the salty, savory taste of the soup mingled with her feminine aroma.

“Come closer,” I whispered and secured her with my two able hands to her waist. Grabbing her tight.

She arched her back as she was feeling it coming. “Oh boy! Pam was right about you, mm,”

“I wanted to be fed more,”

So she poured in another round, I sucked her tit one at a time, she was shivering and I knew it was sending her a delicious tingle. She grabbed my nape and buried my head into her chest deeper.

“I want to be eaten in some other parts,” she spoke in a raspy voice.

“What?”

She stood abruptly pulled her panty down and took the uniform off her, showing me her sexy, luscious curves. With the naked beauty showing before me, my blood ran wild. I wanted her, I wanted her now.

I wanted to f**k her now!

She puts some jam on her tummy down to her… oh I get it.

Then she positioned on top of me and was careful enough not to put her weight on my injured leg. She laid wide open for me to feast on her.

I didn't waste my time and take that rare opportunity. I clutched her tiny waist, licked her inner thigh and slurped the sweet, tangy taste of orange jelly jam on her skin then kissed around her pubic area before I went for a dive. I wanted to taste an Oyster pearl.

I love this hospital, their treatment is superb!

She writhed as my tongue flicked on her c**t, nipped it with my lips and licked her labia with a little knuckle massage. She went crazy, feeling thousands of nerve endings and the feels, that first orgy, I wanted to taste her.

It took a while before I managed to satisfy her. She was feverishly hot once I was done tasting and pleasing her. She returned the favor by searching and tickling my nerve ending, I almost shouted when she slurped and massaged my balls.

I needed to get laid, I needed her now.

“Go on top, now.”

I didn't have to repeat myself and she rode me, banged me and danced on top of me. I grabbed those breasts, I went cupping and licking them as she bent over for a kiss. I entered her mouth, searching, teasing, slurping and sucking her face. We sucked each other's faces.

And I was pleased with how she managed to take good care of my battered wounds but still keep me satisfied with her moves. She grinds so well that I have to slap her of recognition on her butt. Then I grabbed her bun spread it wide and squeezed them.

She yelped but didn't stop instead she went faster. I was losing my mind, bumping and grinding on top of me was the last thing I could ever imagine in a hospital bed but, I'm not complaining.

I like it. If it's the kind of therapy I will receive every day, I guess I will never want to leave this place.

Once we were done, I was exhausted. We did a ten-minute body workout. My body was invigorated and my blood was flowing back to normal. I had to give to her account that she's no beginner. She f****d me so good. I wonder if she had a boyfriend. She put a condom on by the way.

“Thanks for this, I'll never forget this,” I said as I watched her putting her uniform back and fixing herself.

She turned and leaned on me then kissed me. f*****g hard. “I'd love to be the producer of your dose, Jacques, mmm, you're so f*****g good,”

I pulled her back when she was pulling herself away from me and gave her my version of kissing prowess, grabbing her ample lush orange hair and letting it slip through my fingers before I let her go.

“Let's f**k again,”

“Later, someone will give you that,”

“What do you mean by that?”

She smiled before she turned away. “Can't you see, Jacques? We're here to bring you back in good shape, we are hired to make you satisfied, so we will be giving you that for free as your treatment,”

“Wait-what?” I was confused and did not totally understand a thing.

“We are all yours, your s*x therapists, we will bring you a dose of your happiness for extreme appetite,”

“Are you a crackpot or something?”

That was really a good joke though, I must give her the laugh.

“You see, your ego was bruised and battered, so we're here to bring your confidence back again.”

“Oh that's silly, so you mean, I can f**k any nurse that comes inside my room?”

“Yes, that's what your treatment entailed,”

My jaw dropped in surprise and confusion as well. “What the f**k! Hell yes!”

“That's why we're here, that's what our job here, to be your comfort zone,”

“Damn! I should have been here a long time ago!” then my curiosity got me. “How about my doctor? Can I f**k her too?”

She hesitated then swang back. “On that matter, no, the physicians here are all men, and beware, if they find out what we are doing, they're gonna fire us all, you don't want that to happen, do you?”

“Definitely no! No worries, I won't tell a soul,”

“Great! So, I'll leave you for a while, my co-nurses will check on you later,” she was walking her way to the door.

“I can't wait, what time is she gonna come?”

My eagerness got me suddenly electrified. I wanted some more! Give me more women to f**k!

She slightly turned and checked her wristwatch. “She should be here now, when the blue pill is still on your system, wait, I'll check, bye,”

“I love you, Vanessa,”

“I love you too, Jacques,” with a heart-shaped pair of eyes, she replied then headed to the door and left.

Moments later, a black-haired woman with the same uniform, shape of body and those t**s came. I was preparing for some slight conversation with her but she didn't talk, just asked me a few questions, she wasn't that smiling unlike Vanessa. That red-haired slut. She was way talkative and responsive, unlike Greta, who was the name I saw on her nameplate, she hadn't asked me anything about having s*x.

So I let her do her thing on me. She undressed me, cleaned my wounds, cleaned my body with a piece of cloth with some soap and water, then she redressed me with a clean bandage and put on a fresh hospital gown. I was a bit controlling myself but she's so stiff.

So I did my move, grabbed her in the arms, slammed her to my chest and started kissing her. She wasn't that stiff after all because she submissively yielded. When the kiss ended, her eyes sparked with delight then wet her lip. That was it.

I cupped her face and continued to kiss her. She took her uniform off and I marveled at her creamy pearly white skin, a huge contrast to her dark-jet black hair. She was having the urge to go down, but I took it slow.

Then when I said 'go on top', she hesitated to see my injuries. So I rolled out of my bed. Which was a surprise because of that pill, I just had some extra strength to stand on my feet.

My leg was still smarting a prick of pain but I couldn't care less, all of my concern was to get laid. I motioned her to lay half of her body on the bed. She lay sideways which made half of her body in front of me. I still made my moves, licking, teasing and touching her nerve endings. I spread her legs wide, positioning myself at the center of her s*x.

I shoved my gown up and slickly launched my first blow inside her. She screamed out as I was rocking her. Her legs were on my side, hanging while shaking as I controlled my tempo. I wanted to last long.

Because I wanted her to stay longer with me. I grabbed on her buttocks and lifted her a little bit high making her back arch on the mattress as I slammed her faster.

She was a screamer, I must say. I pulled her closer and kissed her lips preventing her from shouting out loud. Her legs were wrapped around my butt and the back of my thigh. Which reminded me of something. I smiled as I remembered my first s*x with a minor. That sneaky Anya.

She had her orgy came twice. “Faster! Faster!”

That was the moment she talked to me. I saw the hint of horror in her wide blue eyes when she saw my d**k earlier. Also, I felt she was a little bit tight. Made me think that she hadn't been with a man before.

I stole her virginity. That explained her nervousness earlier. I smiled as I took time to caress her face and memorize her features, how I was enthralled by her beauty. She surrendered her innocence to me which I wanted to give her a valuable lesson, never trust a guy with a black jaded heart.

Our s*x lasted for half an hour. A bit longer than earlier. Because I'm with a very talented, inexperienced yet very adaptable lovely girl.

I put a long kiss on her lips and sucked her even more. She smiled this time, looking back at me with loving eyes. “That was awesome, I will still feel this tomorrow, but I will not regret it,”

“Come to me if you want more, baby,”

She shook her head as I was cupping her small face with my two large hands. We were sitting on the floor where I taught her some acrobatics. Some butter churner and flatiron. Pretzel and standing s*x. That ballet dancer was a rocker.

“You will come after us, that's your quest,”

“Huh, what do you mean? Baby?” I asked mindlessly as I was playing with her long hair at her back. Then I ran a finger to her spine.

“It means, you have to go out, you have to chase us and have s*x with us, nurses here in s*x Hospital,”

“What did you call this hospital? s*x Hospital?” I chuckled, what a good name for a business.

“Yes, this hospital is specialized for the rehabilitation of s*x orgy master patients. I mean, you're a guru, Jacques, you can make anyone drop her panty and wet down there, you're a God, I think,”

“Don't be silly, I'm just a simple philander, I ain't no God, I ain't got no power,”

“Yeah, but you have the power over women, you can find their inner strength being a woman, of being loved by someone, of controlling their body urges and s****l needs, of being delicate yet can carry boulders, being beautiful and lovely in your eyes,”

“Cut it out, I'm not buying it, is that a kind of drug you guys are taking? I must say, it has a potent effect to make you speak nonsense,”

“Believe me, Jacques,” she grabbed my hand and placed it on her chest. “I think I'm in love with you,”

“Oh hooh! Whoa, whoa! Wait up!” I took my hands away from her and finally found my footing.

I felt the pain coming back. The drug was wearing off I think. I picked my hospital gown from the floor and put it on, she was standing also, probably sporting some hip and back pain from our recent conquest.

She's a contortionist, I surmised. She can bend over and flex her body without being injured or something.

I was fixing myself when she snatched my hand once again. “You have to believe me, Jacques, it's for your own sake,”

“Cut the crap, stop saying something caught up in a stupid and twisted plotted story, I'm not going to buy it!”

“That pill you are taking, that blue pill, keeps you alive somehow, your body was severely damaged from the accident, it was sheer luck or just merely a miracle how you survived, you are alive because of that pill and this,”

She suddenly grabbed my d**k which shocked me and made me grunt.

“This thing you have keeps your brain working, keeps your body recuperates, can you feel it, when the drug wears out, your strength deteriorates too,” she stated trying to make a point but my mind was fixed.

“Shut the hell up, gal, I ain't gonna believe you!”

“Look at yourself, if you still don't believe me, just feel it inside you, can you feel that you're starting to get weak?”

Suddenly, I felt my knees wobble and lost my footing without her arm, I could have hit my head on the floor. “Damn you!”

“It's because the drug wore out now, I'm gonna give you another dose but you have to be really careful and don't waste it away,”

I couldn't focus on what she was saying because my body was not functioning properly. She helped me to lie back on the bed and as my spine touched the mattress, I felt that painful spasm inside my gut.

I groaned in severe pain, I couldn't breathe.

“Here, take this painkiller,” she gave me a white pill and managed to get some water.

I took it in one gulped and closed my eyes. I rested my hand on my stomach as I started to feel numbness again.

“Why is it so painful?”

“Your body is not yet healed. The only time you can recuperate is when your dose of oxytocin and dopamine is high and your cortisol levels are on the low, your neurotoxin was giving you a message to copulate that's why we gave you a daily dose of dopamine and oxytocin, it generates a boosted immunity for you and converts your adrenaline rush into…uhm, urge for you to get laid,”

“That's the worst thing I ever heard, if that's my diagnosti—I request to see my doctor, and let him explain everything,”

“Well, she's on her way here,”

“What the—I thought you only have male physicians? That was what Vanessa told me earlier, I…this is a bizarre and crappy storyline, I will not believe everything you just said,”

“Why you're such a hardheaded man?”

A voice interrupted us, Greta grabbed her clothes, picked them up one by one and put them on. When she was done, she stood behind the sultry, feisty and tall blonde woman emerging from the door and shut it, locking it from the inside.