After cleaning up from dinner, Max and Carolyn return to bed and with the nurse departing.
Max cautiously rolls onto his right side, carefully, towards his wife, grinning.
She opens her eyes and stares back at him with a frown.
"What now! I thought we were going to sleep. Enough. I have meetings the whole day long while worrying about your appointment with Dr van José tomorrow morning."
"What appointment? I haven't confirmed nor arranged any. I just saw he wanted me to come in to chat."
"After seeing the email from him, which Selene cc'ed me into, as I instructed her to, I assumed. Sorry, thought you knew."
"Ok, no worries. But can't I still look at my beautiful wife?"
"Honey, you know we can't make love. I really want to. Which is also part of why I am grumpy. I have been wanting to for weeks now, actually since that day in the hospital," she admitted, sheepishly.
"Really, interesting. Who says we can make love?" he asks her.
"Your hip and back does! The Doctor said no sex until you are healed and cleared by him."
"True. That means I can't physically make love to you. With my dick, in you. But he didn't say you can't make love to me, or with me. Meaning, that my right hand is not restricted from this."
Her eyes turned dark with lust and she edges closer.
"So, how do you suppose we can make love? I want us to be united as one, not play with each other," she leans in and kisses his cheek.
"Play with each other? Do you mean me using my hands to give you an orgasm and you giving me one with your hands? Love, I know you are a virgin and I am proud of you for waiting for the right person. Let me guide you, teach you on how you and I can still make love, with me lying flat, and you taking control of it."
Blushing but intruded, she quickly sits up and sheds her nightie, baring herself to him. Her beautiful body was now on full display to him and his eyes hungerily roamed her naked body. She assists him to remove his boxers as he had no shirt on.
She then asks, after gawking at his throbbing dick. "Now umm, ah what, umm. Am I supposed to fondle you? Suck you? I am not keen on that."
"Babes. There are many ways of making love. And yes, oral sex is one of them. But I too am not a fan of it. Why don't you lay down and let me pleasure you tonight."
She does, laying down on her back, scooting closer up next to him and watches him. she gasped when he rolled over more, climbing between her legs, with her hurriedly assisting, opening her legs to him, while blushing crimson at being so wanton.
Using his left arm, which was already at a ninety degree angle and secured with the external fixtator, as a leverage, he used his right hand to gently explore her breasts as he slowly stimulated her body with his hand, drawing gasps repeatedly from her, when he came across any area that was sensitive and simulating.
Using his right hand, he weaves it into her hair and leaned down to kiss her. First softly, teasing her lips to open to him, nipping her lips, she gasps and opens her mouth to him. He takes that opportunity to kiss her deeper, pouring his heart into her mouth, down to her own heart, while running his other hand remains at her breast, fondling as the fixator hindered its usage.
Then he breaks the kiss and she moans at him, like she was upset that he had stopped. He wiggles down, then claims and teases her breasts with his lips, her stomach. "Move up a bit, love," and she crawls up backwards.
Only when his mouth finds her core, she cries out as the inrush of sensations and feelings floods her.
"MAX!!" She cries as he helps her ride an explosive orgasm, then before she can recover, he is driving her again, higher than the first.
"MAX!! OH, GOD!! OH!! OH!! MAX!! I – I – MAX!! SHIT!! I AM COMING! OH GOD MAX!!" and she creams herself over the next and the next.
Then she pulls on his face, breaking his hold on her, and pants.
"Oh, Max! I never knew it was that good!"
"That, my sweet, is just the beginning" and she watches him shift his position a bit.
"Surely not more?" she questions and swears as his mouth hones in on her, licking her, sucking her juices while his finger from his right-hand slips in.
"SHIT!!! Max! Oh-oh! SHIT!" she screams as he drives her through another.
"No more. Please! No more," she pants, pleading and lifts her heavy head to see him grinning at her.
"I need you," she begs.
He uses his arms and right leg to slowly move up, while she wiggles down. Then wraps her arms around him. Was about to wrap her legs too, when he stops her, warning her of his hip.
But he was not ready. No, he hones in on her nipples and she soon is riding yet another.
Then he moves a little higher and she feels a large object pressing at her dripping wet core.
Glancing down, she watches as he shifts and soon it slips into her, stretching her wide, so wide that she thought he was going to split her. Only he doesn't. And he claims her. She pants as he slowly thrusts, carefully not to hurt himself while making minor adjustments. She feels him touch her barrier. He stalls and looks at her.
With her nodding, she kisses him as he pierces her, stealing her virginity and making her his. She groans over the pain as he fills her more and more.
When is it going to end? How can she take all of him? Then she feels him hit another part of her, deep inside and believes that is it. She is aching at being stretched wide and allowing a monster into her.
"I will not be able to pleasure properly. Not without thrusting. So I can only give you a little bit" and he shows her, slipping back a bit. She guessed it was about an inch or two, and he pushed back into her.
And just that, sets her off and she moans loudly.
Soon, barely even started, and she felt yet another orgasm building and she drew upon it. With her crying, moaning, clawing his shoulders. She raised her legs as high as possible to make it more comfortable for her, while loving how he had more access to her and could deepen his thrusts, filling her more.
"MAX!!!"
"OH GOD!" groans Max. He stills and she feels him swelling.
How? NO way she can handle more. So tight!
Then he pushes deeper, and she thought she felt his pelvis pressed against hers.
Her eyes roll back as her body screams over another orgasm builds and explodes. Yet riding another, and another, like waves in the sea. And when she feels hot liquid escape him, filling her inside, she cries out once more.
Afterwards, she snuggles to him, still reeling from the orgasms and experience, not caring one bit that she was sore down below. Smiling, she falls happily asleep.