So Mrs. Franklin, I wanted to discuss a few things privately before you drove your daughter to her home. Now, as discussed last week, while Ava's accident was very serious, her recovery is going surprisingly well, she has sensation in both her lower and upper extremities. Even though we currently have her body immobilized, we are as certain as we can be she will be able to walk unsupported again in a couple of months, and if she has the proper care and physio we think she has a good chance of regaining full functionality, legs and hands both."
"Thank you, Dr. Austin. I did get a lot of documentation on how she should be cared for, and I have already booked her physio and checkup appointments for the next 6 months." Evelyn Franklin replied. Ava's mother was right down to business. For the last 8 years she had to run the household on her own, through some of the most difficult years of her and her daughter's life, so she know how to keep on top of things. She had been expecting to have more time to herself when her daughter had gone to college, which to be fair she had done for the last year, but now at 49 she was having to face being a primary carer again, even if only temporarily. "Do you happen to have any other advice to improve her chances of full recovery, or speed up the process?"
"That was actually why I asked to see you in my office." The doctor paused for a second, interlacing his fingers. "So, there is something that recent research has shown to help with recovery in these kind of cases, but it can be a little controversial."
"Oh?" Mrs Franklin said a little cautiously. She was a little unsure what to expect. Various possibilities went through her mind. Some kind of stem cell treatment, or maybe she would need to have Ava's DNA sequenced for some personalized medicine, or some kind of "nanotechnology" treatment like the one her nephew had mentioned from that science fiction book he had been reading. All bound to be extremely expensive, and outside their budget. Certainly unlikely to be covered by insurance. Or maybe he went the other way, some kind of quackery?
"Do be aware, it's not a replacement for the treatment plans we have already gone through, but as an additional 'nice to have'..."
Great, so definitely an additional cost, Mrs Franklin thought to herself.
"... that unfortunately we aren't able to publicly endorse due to how much scandal it would attract. Which is a real shame, given there is no additional cost involved."
"Oh?" Her reply was a little higher pitched this time, a little more hopeful.
"Yes." He leant forward, almost conspiratorially, clearly a little awkward about what he was about to say. "So... it is officially referred to in the research papers as 'massage of the pelvic erogenous zone', but most people know it as masturbation."
"Oh!" Evelyn said for a third time, this time a little scandalized.
Dr Austin quickly followed up to reassure her. "I know it sounds like a joke, and I realise the last thing you likely want to think about is you daughter's sexual function but it is true. The stimulation of nerve endings and their associated nerve pathways encourage those to recover, the enhanced blood flow it encourages helps with healing. The release of endorphins brought on by orgasm helps with pain management and reducing inflammation, and the general improvement in well-being and sleep is also beneficial for healing. The cardiovascular stimulation also can be beneficial when there is so little exercise she can do otherwise." He paused for a second. "If she was physically able to do this herself I would have simply told Ava, but that is at least a few weeks off, so I thought I should tell you. As you have been the one visiting her all the time, I take it she doesn't have a partner?"
"No. She has been single since she started college. She's so diligent with her studies I don't know she has had the time for dating, and even if she had, you've surely heard how hard it is for young people dating nowadays. Seems like it is a bit of a minefield."
"Yes, yes. Well... as that's the case, what I would recommend is talking to the home carer and see what they can do. Truth is the benefit of this has been an open secret in the healthcare community for a while, and so many have already been helping clients in this way under the radar. In terms of timing, it often seems to make sense to do it at bedtime so the after effects of orgasm can help her drift off to sleep?"
"Ok..." Evelyn was quieter, she sounded a little lost. "..., so... how often should this be done?"
"Oh! Oh, well I would say you should probably aim for one orgasm a day, if the carer is amenable. More than that would probably be a little too taxing on her system, at least until she has healed a little more."
"And there isn't a risk of hurting her recovery, hurting her, or making her worse? Surely couldn't it tear her stiches, or bring something out of alignment?"
"Oh, no. Well, at least as long as it isn't too violent." Dr Austin said, with a cheeky embarrassed look on his face. He then got serious again. "No, she is so well pinned or immobilized where she needs to be that normal 'pelvic erogenous zone massage' will be safe.
"Ok... well... is there anything else, doctor?"
"No, it was all that I was wanting to talk about."
"Well, thank you Dr. Austin. I'd best collect Ava and take her home now."
"Of course! You're welcome!"
Evelyn got up, and left the office. Once out in the corridor, she paused, feeling entirely overwhelmed by what had been said. She hadn't dare mention to Dr. Austin that she hadn't been able to hire a home nurse to care for Ava. After the costs for the surgery, hospital stay, the physio and everything, she basically had no available funds left, even after the insurance. She had been planning to stay at Ava's and look after her herself, at least until Ava was once again able to look after herself. What was she going to do?
After standing still for a second, absorbing what had been told to her, she finally collected herself and marched off towards the check-out desk to meet her daughter, her handbag tightly clutched by it's strap.
***
That evening
They were in Ava's bedroom. Evelyn was just finishing the "intimate clean" in preparation for Ava to be able to go to sleep.
Ava felt very embarrassed. Her top half was propped up on a large collection of pillows. The full body cast she was in completely immobilized her, with her arms supported out to the side, legs with their knees bent and braced spread apart to support her, sort of half propped up. The cast had a large... hole, between her legs to facilitate certain functions, which her mom had just been cleaning. She was very exposed, completely helpless, and now her mother was having to help her in a way that probably hadn't needed since she was a toddler. "Sorry Mom" she said meekly.
"What do you mean?" Evelyn replied, looking puzzled.
"You having to do this for me. I know I was lucky not to be killed in the crash, but I just feel stupid for how I have ended up."
Evelyn's eyes softened. "Don't be silly... I understand feeling embarrassed, but what is family for if it isn't there to help you out when you're in trouble? And it's only for a bit. They think you'll be able to do without the lower body support in a month, and you'll be able to move about on your own in two. You should be right as rain for the start of the new academic year."
"I don't know... I know the doctor said I should be able to walk, but they said I might be disabled for the rest of my life. Might be hard for me to walk, or have difficulty with my hands or whatever. They won't know until things have healed more." She shifted about in her cast, at least as much as she was able.
"You ok?"
"Oh... I just feel a bit uncomfortable. Achey. Could I have more pain killers?"
"No, you're not due for another dose yet."
"Ok. Mmmm. Guess I am not going to sleep that well tonight. Guess it doesn't matter too much, I can just sleep during the day, not much else I can do anyway."
The comment about sleep reminded Evelyn of the conversation she had with Doctor Austin earlier. She was suddenly very aware of Ava's condition. Ava's crotch was completely exposed. Eveyln hadn't really thought about it until now, but it was basically hairless, which had helped with the cleanup. Ava must have done a full waxing before the accident. In her legs spread position both her outer and inner labia were entirely visible. It was a sight Evelyn was sure would have been very pleasing to many a boyfriend (or maybe girlfriend?) if Ava had had any she was aware of, but for her it just produced discomfort now that she had been reminded of the suggested prescription.
She didn't want to be thinking about her daughter having orgasms, but hearing her daughter voicing her own concerns about how well she would recover Evelyn wondered whether she should follow Doctor Austin's advice.
Ava's face twisted in discomfort again. "Urngh."
"Is it actually painful now?" Evelyn expression now looked concerned.
"I guess so." Ava seemed to have forgotten her concerns from before, and was putting a brave face on her discomfort, but Evelyn wondered if she was underplaying it. She decided she would test her daughter's desire to have a relief from the pain.
"Um..." She looked down at her hands unable to look her daughter in the eye while she brought it up. "I was speaking to Dr Austin just before I picked you up at Reception. He wanted to speak to me privately, as..." She tailed off.
"Yes?" Ava responded, sounding a little concerned. She wondered what had suddenly got Mom so worried. "Mom, what's wrong? Did he say something about my injury?"
That burst Evelyn out of her paralysis. "Oh...! No, nothing like that. No... he was making a suggestion for a further treatment option." She stalled at that point. She couldn't face voicing to her daughter what had been suggested. Instead she decided she would take the responsibility for the decision for her daughter, as a mother should. She just wanted to know how serious it was before she made that decision.
"Other treatment options? He wasn't trying to upsell you some expensive new experimental treatment?" Ava knew how expensive the medical bills had been, and worried whether further treatments would make the burden unbearable.
"No, no... it was entirely free. Something we could do ourselves. He really recommended it, said it would help the healing process, your pain and sleep, but it is... unconventional."
"Unconventional? Was it just some kind of quack cure? Or was it dangerous?" Ava was a bit confused at this point. In truth, she really felt like she could do with a good night's sleep, and even with the painkillers she had she had been niggling pain all day. If it was free, it would help, and they could do it themselves, she was interested, but Mom's seeming hesitation gave her pause.
"No! It apparently has lots of scientific evidence to back it up, and there is no risk involved."
"Mom... if it's free and it isn't quackery, and it's risk free, I can't see any harm in trying it? If I am being honest I have been uncomfortable all day, even with the painkillers. Anything that would help I'd be up for trying."
"OK."
Ava was expecting more of a follow up, but instead her Mom stood up, looking a lot more serious, determined almost. She then seemed to get back to cleaning Ava up, wiping her crotch up some more. Ava had thought she had been finished, but guessed she was being careful. Then Ava became aware that the pressure was different. There was no wipes this time, it was just skin to skin contact, fingers gently stroking, not over the whole area, but specifically on her private parts. "Mom?" she said questioningly. There was no reply, and the fingers were getting firmer in their pressure. She followed up more insistently "Mom?" Then she felt fingers start to rub firmly, and looked down. It was totally clear what was happening now, as she looked at the middle three fingers of her Mom's right hand make broad circles around the top of her vulva. Even though it is obvious she still asked, a little pleadingly "What are you doing?"
"Dr. Austin said that regular orgasms would be beneficial to your recovery. As you can't do that for yourself just now, and I couldn't afford a carer for you, I will do it for you."
"Mom! No!" Ava felt panic rising within her. She couldn't believe her Mom was fingering her. What had come over her? It wasn't right! And she couldn't do anything about it, she was helpless. "You can't, you're my Mom!"
"And a mom's job is to take care of their children, do what's best for them. We need you to have the best chance at healing properly, and this will help."
"No" Ava still insisted... but less forcefully this time. The steady pressure and rhythm of the circling fingers on her pubic mound was stroking her clitoral hood over that most treacherous organ, and she was already starting to feel the effects. In truth, on many occasions since the accident she had been experiencing intense sexual frustration. Since starting college she had been making sure to masturbate herself to climax on most days. She wanted to focus on her studies, and regular orgasms stopped her getting horny enough that she would be distracted by feeling the need to date, and helped her have a regular sleep schedule. Since the accident two weeks ago... she had nothing. She couldn't provide for herself, and even though she would mentally beg the hot nurses to spend a little longer down there when cleaning her up, they hadn't obliged, and she was long overdue a servicing of her sexual needs. This had of course not even crossed her mind as her mother had been cleaning her up, it had been unimaginable, but now there was that physical stimulation she had so desperately wanted, her sex drive was not going to turn down the opportunity. There was already the start of a familiar building sensation in her pelvic region, and she thought she could feel the first indications of stickiness building in her crotch.
It was humiliating. Her own mother was going to witness her pussy get wet, her gradual loss of control as the arousal would build within her, the noises she and her genitals would make, the smells of sex she would give off, and then her pulsing vulva and O-face when the crisis came.
"Shhh... shhh..." Evelyn had noticed the response had changed and there was less resistance as she continued massaging her daughter's vulva. "Just relax and let Mommy make you feel good. Let the lovely tingles get bigger and bigger and spread through your body, until you can let them out and feel sleepy." Her tone was calming and encouraging, a tone that had been used before to encourage a reluctant daughter to do something that would be good for her. "Don't worry about making a mess, Mommy will tidy up. Don't be embarrassed."
"Mom..." Ava sounded quieter this time, as she struggled between her shame at what was happening and the increasing desire to give into the pleasurable sensations in her groin. She had closed her eyes to try and focus herself, keep a level head. "Please... Urrrnh!" The load groan was a reaction to the first intense wave of sensation that suddenly swept through her. The pleasurable tension would normally spread from her genitals through her legs and up her back by her stretching out her legs and toes and arching her back, but in her current condition she couldn't do that. Instead all she could do was tense up in position which extended the duration and sort of reciprocated it into her pelvic floor, tensing her vagina far more intensely than she normally would. As the wave passed and the circle of muscle down there finally relaxed, she felt fluid ooze out of her. She normally got quite wet and squishy when she fingered herself, but less suddenly than this. A big drop built on the lower half of her inner labia, and then slid down, onto her perineum, then the little bit of her butt check visible outside the cast, before being absorbed into the bed sheet. Mom's really going to have to clean up.
With that thought she had basically surrendered to what was happening. She relaxed and her breathing became deeper, though intermittently held when the wet tingling sensations got particularly intense and she needed to tense up again to release them through her muscles. Each of these big waves saw a new big drop of her fluid squeezed out her slit from her depths, but even between she seeped steadily. This gradually built up to a steady ooze onto the bed.
Evelyn kept the pace of her circling fingers steady, but they were now slick with her daughters sexual fluids. There was also an increasingly obvious musky aroma rising from between her daughter's legs, as the scent of sex built up in the room. She tried to keep herself focused, keep her mind on the fact she was helping her daughter heal. It was hard, she couldn't deny to herself that the squelching noises elicited from her daughter's vulva by her manipulations were making her uncomfortable, nor was she helped by the gasps, groans and heavy breathing indicating her daughter's increasing arousal. She couldn't ask Ava to stop, it was part of the process that was going to get her to that healing infusion of endorphins. Evelyn had a brainwave, a way to reduce the disturbing noises, maybe even speed things up now Ava had accepted what her mother was doing for her.
"Ava. Mommy has something for you." She said gently. "Open your mouth." She pulled up the left hand side of her top, revealing the fact she hadn't been wearing a bra by exposing her left breast. She often didn't feel she needed support, even at this point there was little sag or stretching. She cupped the exposed breast with her free hand, which it fit into nicely. "Take this in your mouth." She guided her nipple into the waiting mouth. She then took Ava's head in the crook of her left arm and gently pressed Ava's head into her chest. Lips closed gently around the nipple. "Suck on it for Mommy." She felt a steady rhythm of sucking start. There were still sexual noises coming from her daughter, but they were muffled by the breast.
Ava was basically lost completely to the sensation in her genitals, and she didn't really understand what the bud of flesh offered to her was, only that it smelled and tasted familiar, safe. Sucking on it gave an alternative way to express the intense feelings spreading through her body from her clitoris, and under the suckling it grew larger and firmer, much like the bud buried amongst the folds between her legs.
The organ between her thighs was now just infused with a congested feeling of pleasure. Each circle of the fingers sent shocks of pleasure down her legs, out towards her anus, up towards her belly, and deeper into her pelvis. She felt like she was opening wide inside herself somehow, like she was preparing to take something in through her spread legs, or let it out. The sensation built and built. She was hit by another intense wave that made her tense herself up, but this one didn't relent. She held the tension, as she felt it ready to explode out of her, like she would expel all the tension through her vagina. She held, and held. She started to shudder slightly from holding her muscles taught for so long. There was something rising within her... up, up... and then she felt something release inside her. Her pelvic muscles contracted and released over and over, each pulse sending bliss throughout her lower body. The pleasure spreading from her clitoris was like a bright light in her mind.
Evelyn watched her daughter tense up, and holding it for so long for an instant she worried Ada might damage her recovering body, but then her whole body shook. She could feel and see the pelvic muscle under her fingers contract and relax repeatedly in time to the shakes, the vaginal opening almost winking with each pulse. She could also feel the fierce sucking on her nipple as Ava rode through the orgasm, and then felt the lips disconnect after. She let go of Ava's head and withdrew her right hand from between her daughter's legs.
So Mrs. Franklin, I wanted to discuss a few things privately before you drove your daughter to her home. Now, as discussed last week, while Ava's accident was very serious, her recovery is going surprisingly well, she has sensation in both her lower and upper extremities. Even though we currently have her body immobilized, we are as certain as we can be she will be able to walk unsupported again in a couple of months, and if she has the proper care and physio we think she has a good chance of regaining full functionality, legs and hands both."
"Thank you, Dr. Austin. I did get a lot of documentation on how she should be cared for, and I have already booked her physio and checkup appointments for the next 6 months." Evelyn Franklin replied. Ava's mother was right down to business. For the last 8 years she had to run the household on her own, through some of the most difficult years of her and her daughter's life, so she know how to keep on top of things. She had been expecting to have more time to herself when her daughter had gone to college, which to be fair she had done for the last year, but now at 49 she was having to face being a primary carer again, even if only temporarily. "Do you happen to have any other advice to improve her chances of full recovery, or speed up the process?"
"That was actually why I asked to see you in my office." The doctor paused for a second, interlacing his fingers. "So, there is something that recent research has shown to help with recovery in these kind of cases, but it can be a little controversial."
"Oh?" Mrs Franklin said a little cautiously. She was a little unsure what to expect. Various possibilities went through her mind. Some kind of stem cell treatment, or maybe she would need to have Ava's DNA sequenced for some personalized medicine, or some kind of "nanotechnology" treatment like the one her nephew had mentioned from that science fiction book he had been reading. All bound to be extremely expensive, and outside their budget. Certainly unlikely to be covered by insurance. Or maybe he went the other way, some kind of quackery?
"Do be aware, it's not a replacement for the treatment plans we have already gone through, but as an additional 'nice to have'..."
Great, so definitely an additional cost, Mrs Franklin thought to herself.
"... that unfortunately we aren't able to publicly endorse due to how much scandal it would attract. Which is a real shame, given there is no additional cost involved."
"Oh?" Her reply was a little higher pitched this time, a little more hopeful.
"Yes." He leant forward, almost conspiratorially, clearly a little awkward about what he was about to say. "So... it is officially referred to in the research papers as 'massage of the pelvic erogenous zone', but most people know it as masturbation."
"Oh!" Evelyn said for a third time, this time a little scandalized.
Dr Austin quickly followed up to reassure her. "I know it sounds like a joke, and I realise the last thing you likely want to think about is you daughter's sexual function but it is true. The stimulation of nerve endings and their associated nerve pathways encourage those to recover, the enhanced blood flow it encourages helps with healing. The release of endorphins brought on by orgasm helps with pain management and reducing inflammation, and the general improvement in well-being and sleep is also beneficial for healing. The cardiovascular stimulation also can be beneficial when there is so little exercise she can do otherwise." He paused for a second. "If she was physically able to do this herself I would have simply told Ava, but that is at least a few weeks off, so I thought I should tell you. As you have been the one visiting her all the time, I take it she doesn't have a partner?"
"No. She has been single since she started college. She's so diligent with her studies I don't know she has had the time for dating, and even if she had, you've surely heard how hard it is for young people dating nowadays. Seems like it is a bit of a minefield."
"Yes, yes. Well... as that's the case, what I would recommend is talking to the home carer and see what they can do. Truth is the benefit of this has been an open secret in the healthcare community for a while, and so many have already been helping clients in this way under the radar. In terms of timing, it often seems to make sense to do it at bedtime so the after effects of orgasm can help her drift off to sleep?"
"Ok..." Evelyn was quieter, she sounded a little lost. "..., so... how often should this be done?"
"Oh! Oh, well I would say you should probably aim for one orgasm a day, if the carer is amenable. More than that would probably be a little too taxing on her system, at least until she has healed a little more."
"And there isn't a risk of hurting her recovery, hurting her, or making her worse? Surely couldn't it tear her stiches, or bring something out of alignment?"
"Oh, no. Well, at least as long as it isn't too violent." Dr Austin said, with a cheeky embarrassed look on his face. He then got serious again. "No, she is so well pinned or immobilized where she needs to be that normal 'pelvic erogenous zone massage' will be safe.
"Ok... well... is there anything else, doctor?"
"No, it was all that I was wanting to talk about."
"Well, thank you Dr. Austin. I'd best collect Ava and take her home now."
"Of course! You're welcome!"
Evelyn got up, and left the office. Once out in the corridor, she paused, feeling entirely overwhelmed by what had been said. She hadn't dare mention to Dr. Austin that she hadn't been able to hire a home nurse to care for Ava. After the costs for the surgery, hospital stay, the physio and everything, she basically had no available funds left, even after the insurance. She had been planning to stay at Ava's and look after her herself, at least until Ava was once again able to look after herself. What was she going to do?
After standing still for a second, absorbing what had been told to her, she finally collected herself and marched off towards the check-out desk to meet her daughter, her handbag tightly clutched by it's strap.
***
That evening
They were in Ava's bedroom. Evelyn was just finishing the "intimate clean" in preparation for Ava to be able to go to sleep.
Ava felt very embarrassed. Her top half was propped up on a large collection of pillows. The full body cast she was in completely immobilized her, with her arms supported out to the side, legs with their knees bent and braced spread apart to support her, sort of half propped up. The cast had a large... hole, between her legs to facilitate certain functions, which her mom had just been cleaning. She was very exposed, completely helpless, and now her mother was having to help her in a way that probably hadn't needed since she was a toddler. "Sorry Mom" she said meekly.
"What do you mean?" Evelyn replied, looking puzzled.
"You having to do this for me. I know I was lucky not to be killed in the crash, but I just feel stupid for how I have ended up."
Evelyn's eyes softened. "Don't be silly... I understand feeling embarrassed, but what is family for if it isn't there to help you out when you're in trouble? And it's only for a bit. They think you'll be able to do without the lower body support in a month, and you'll be able to move about on your own in two. You should be right as rain for the start of the new academic year."
"I don't know... I know the doctor said I should be able to walk, but they said I might be disabled for the rest of my life. Might be hard for me to walk, or have difficulty with my hands or whatever. They won't know until things have healed more." She shifted about in her cast, at least as much as she was able.
"You ok?"
"Oh... I just feel a bit uncomfortable. Achey. Could I have more pain killers?"
"No, you're not due for another dose yet."
"Ok. Mmmm. Guess I am not going to sleep that well tonight. Guess it doesn't matter too much, I can just sleep during the day, not much else I can do anyway."
The comment about sleep reminded Evelyn of the conversation she had with Doctor Austin earlier. She was suddenly very aware of Ava's condition. Ava's crotch was completely exposed. Eveyln hadn't really thought about it until now, but it was basically hairless, which had helped with the cleanup. Ava must have done a full waxing before the accident. In her legs spread position both her outer and inner labia were entirely visible. It was a sight Evelyn was sure would have been very pleasing to many a boyfriend (or maybe girlfriend?) if Ava had had any she was aware of, but for her it just produced discomfort now that she had been reminded of the suggested prescription.
She didn't want to be thinking about her daughter having orgasms, but hearing her daughter voicing her own concerns about how well she would recover Evelyn wondered whether she should follow Doctor Austin's advice.
Ava's face twisted in discomfort again. "Urngh."
"Is it actually painful now?" Evelyn expression now looked concerned.
"I guess so." Ava seemed to have forgotten her concerns from before, and was putting a brave face on her discomfort, but Evelyn wondered if she was underplaying it. She decided she would test her daughter's desire to have a relief from the pain.
"Um..." She looked down at her hands unable to look her daughter in the eye while she brought it up. "I was speaking to Dr Austin just before I picked you up at Reception. He wanted to speak to me privately, as..." She tailed off.
"Yes?" Ava responded, sounding a little concerned. She wondered what had suddenly got Mom so worried. "Mom, what's wrong? Did he say something about my injury?"
That burst Evelyn out of her paralysis. "Oh...! No, nothing like that. No... he was making a suggestion for a further treatment option." She stalled at that point. She couldn't face voicing to her daughter what had been suggested. Instead she decided she would take the responsibility for the decision for her daughter, as a mother should. She just wanted to know how serious it was before she made that decision.
"Other treatment options? He wasn't trying to upsell you some expensive new experimental treatment?" Ava knew how expensive the medical bills had been, and worried whether further treatments would make the burden unbearable.
"No, no... it was entirely free. Something we could do ourselves. He really recommended it, said it would help the healing process, your pain and sleep, but it is... unconventional."
"Unconventional? Was it just some kind of quack cure? Or was it dangerous?" Ava was a bit confused at this point. In truth, she really felt like she could do with a good night's sleep, and even with the painkillers she had she had been niggling pain all day. If it was free, it would help, and they could do it themselves, she was interested, but Mom's seeming hesitation gave her pause.
"No! It apparently has lots of scientific evidence to back it up, and there is no risk involved."
"Mom... if it's free and it isn't quackery, and it's risk free, I can't see any harm in trying it? If I am being honest I have been uncomfortable all day, even with the painkillers. Anything that would help I'd be up for trying."
"OK."
Ava was expecting more of a follow up, but instead her Mom stood up, looking a lot more serious, determined almost. She then seemed to get back to cleaning Ava up, wiping her crotch up some more. Ava had thought she had been finished, but guessed she was being careful. Then Ava became aware that the pressure was different. There was no wipes this time, it was just skin to skin contact, fingers gently stroking, not over the whole area, but specifically on her private parts. "Mom?" she said questioningly. There was no reply, and the fingers were getting firmer in their pressure. She followed up more insistently "Mom?" Then she felt fingers start to rub firmly, and looked down. It was totally clear what was happening now, as she looked at the middle three fingers of her Mom's right hand make broad circles around the top of her vulva. Even though it is obvious she still asked, a little pleadingly "What are you doing?"
"Dr. Austin said that regular orgasms would be beneficial to your recovery. As you can't do that for yourself just now, and I couldn't afford a carer for you, I will do it for you."
"Mom! No!" Ava felt panic rising within her. She couldn't believe her Mom was fingering her. What had come over her? It wasn't right! And she couldn't do anything about it, she was helpless. "You can't, you're my Mom!"
"And a mom's job is to take care of their children, do what's best for them. We need you to have the best chance at healing properly, and this will help."
"No" Ava still insisted... but less forcefully this time. The steady pressure and rhythm of the circling fingers on her pubic mound was stroking her clitoral hood over that most treacherous organ, and she was already starting to feel the effects. In truth, on many occasions since the accident she had been experiencing intense sexual frustration. Since starting college she had been making sure to masturbate herself to climax on most days. She wanted to focus on her studies, and regular orgasms stopped her getting horny enough that she would be distracted by feeling the need to date, and helped her have a regular sleep schedule. Since the accident two weeks ago... she had nothing. She couldn't provide for herself, and even though she would mentally beg the hot nurses to spend a little longer down there when cleaning her up, they hadn't obliged, and she was long overdue a servicing of her sexual needs. This had of course not even crossed her mind as her mother had been cleaning her up, it had been unimaginable, but now there was that physical stimulation she had so desperately wanted, her sex drive was not going to turn down the opportunity. There was already the start of a familiar building sensation in her pelvic region, and she thought she could feel the first indications of stickiness building in her crotch.
It was humiliating. Her own mother was going to witness her pussy get wet, her gradual loss of control as the arousal would build within her, the noises she and her genitals would make, the smells of sex she would give off, and then her pulsing vulva and O-face when the crisis came.
"Shhh... shhh..." Evelyn had noticed the response had changed and there was less resistance as she continued massaging her daughter's vulva. "Just relax and let Mommy make you feel good. Let the lovely tingles get bigger and bigger and spread through your body, until you can let them out and feel sleepy." Her tone was calming and encouraging, a tone that had been used before to encourage a reluctant daughter to do something that would be good for her. "Don't worry about making a mess, Mommy will tidy up. Don't be embarrassed."
"Mom..." Ava sounded quieter this time, as she struggled between her shame at what was happening and the increasing desire to give into the pleasurable sensations in her groin. She had closed her eyes to try and focus herself, keep a level head. "Please... Urrrnh!" The load groan was a reaction to the first intense wave of sensation that suddenly swept through her. The pleasurable tension would normally spread from her genitals through her legs and up her back by her stretching out her legs and toes and arching her back, but in her current condition she couldn't do that. Instead all she could do was tense up in position which extended the duration and sort of reciprocated it into her pelvic floor, tensing her vagina far more intensely than she normally would. As the wave passed and the circle of muscle down there finally relaxed, she felt fluid ooze out of her. She normally got quite wet and squishy when she fingered herself, but less suddenly than this. A big drop built on the lower half of her inner labia, and then slid down, onto her perineum, then the little bit of her butt check visible outside the cast, before being absorbed into the bed sheet. Mom's really going to have to clean up.
With that thought she had basically surrendered to what was happening. She relaxed and her breathing became deeper, though intermittently held when the wet tingling sensations got particularly intense and she needed to tense up again to release them through her muscles. Each of these big waves saw a new big drop of her fluid squeezed out her slit from her depths, but even between she seeped steadily. This gradually built up to a steady ooze onto the bed.
Evelyn kept the pace of her circling fingers steady, but they were now slick with her daughters sexual fluids. There was also an increasingly obvious musky aroma rising from between her daughter's legs, as the scent of sex built up in the room. She tried to keep herself focused, keep her mind on the fact she was helping her daughter heal. It was hard, she couldn't deny to herself that the squelching noises elicited from her daughter's vulva by her manipulations were making her uncomfortable, nor was she helped by the gasps, groans and heavy breathing indicating her daughter's increasing arousal. She couldn't ask Ava to stop, it was part of the process that was going to get her to that healing infusion of endorphins. Evelyn had a brainwave, a way to reduce the disturbing noises, maybe even speed things up now Ava had accepted what her mother was doing for her.
"Ava. Mommy has something for you." She said gently. "Open your mouth." She pulled up the left hand side of her top, revealing the fact she hadn't been wearing a bra by exposing her left breast. She often didn't feel she needed support, even at this point there was little sag or stretching. She cupped the exposed breast with her free hand, which it fit into nicely. "Take this in your mouth." She guided her nipple into the waiting mouth. She then took Ava's head in the crook of her left arm and gently pressed Ava's head into her chest. Lips closed gently around the nipple. "Suck on it for Mommy." She felt a steady rhythm of sucking start. There were still sexual noises coming from her daughter, but they were muffled by the breast.
Ava was basically lost completely to the sensation in her genitals, and she didn't really understand what the bud of flesh offered to her was, only that it smelled and tasted familiar, safe. Sucking on it gave an alternative way to express the intense feelings spreading through her body from her clitoris, and under the suckling it grew larger and firmer, much like the bud buried amongst the folds between her legs.
The organ between her thighs was now just infused with a congested feeling of pleasure. Each circle of the fingers sent shocks of pleasure down her legs, out towards her anus, up towards her belly, and deeper into her pelvis. She felt like she was opening wide inside herself somehow, like she was preparing to take something in through her spread legs, or let it out. The sensation built and built. She was hit by another intense wave that made her tense herself up, but this one didn't relent. She held the tension, as she felt it ready to explode out of her, like she would expel all the tension through her vagina. She held, and held. She started to shudder slightly from holding her muscles taught for so long. There was something rising within her... up, up... and then she felt something release inside her. Her pelvic muscles contracted and released over and over, each pulse sending bliss throughout her lower body. The pleasure spreading from her clitoris was like a bright light in her mind.
Evelyn watched her daughter tense up, and holding it for so long for an instant she worried Ada might damage her recovering body, but then her whole body shook. She could feel and see the pelvic muscle under her fingers contract and relax repeatedly in time to the shakes, the vaginal opening almost winking with each pulse. She could also feel the fierce sucking on her nipple as Ava rode through the orgasm, and then felt the lips disconnect after. She let go of Ava's head and withdrew her right hand from between her daughter's legs.
Ava want Mommy's booby." Evelyn was surprised to hear such babyish talk from her adult daughter, but not only was she willing to oblige, she was giddy thinking about fulfilling her daughter's request. She helped Ava unbutton her top, and popped out her boob. Supporting it in her hand she offered the nipple to her eager daughter, who accepted it before nuzzling closer into her chest. She was almost rolled back over onto her back by the force of an athletic adult woman desperate to be nursed. She felt an insistent need transmitted through the suckling, and she finally gave in to the signal sent from her nipples to her pussy, which contracted in response. She gasped slightly and closed her eyes. After having a chance to adapt to the sensation, she looked down lovingly, but also hungrily, at Ava. For the first time, her gaze was returned. Keeping her eyes locked with Ava's, she gently stroked her free hand down the outside of her daughter's leg, before returning up the inner leg to end up at that familiar site of pleasure. This time however, it was mirrored by a hand of her daughter's slipping under the waistband of her pyjamas. In response and anticipation Evelyn parted her knees, opening up her thighs. The hand slid between, where it was welcomed ravenously by her demanding, gaping, sodden hole.
The End