Among those posts were many offers of help, both financial and otherwise. While these were perhaps technically not strangers, I only knew them in the ...irtual world of the Internet, having met only a handful of them in real life at conventions put on by the organization behind the online forum. My wife posted the address where people could send non-monetary gifts and when I awoke from my ‘deep sleep’, I was amazed to find my hospital room flooded with get-well cards, books, balloons and stuffed. She was so gorgeous. Her name was Alicia Dickson with long blonde hair and blue eyes with a stunning and slender figure. And her breasts. Oh, man, her breasts were like soft pillow cushions that you just wanted to bury your face in. What was I thinking? I wasn't gay, was I? But just as I was thinking that, a strange and growing stirring came in my groin. It grew stronger the longer I stared at Alicia wet and naked in the shower so much so that it made my penis grow out so it looked like I had a. Joe was surprised to see Karen in her nightgown at the breakfast table. She explained that she was going to work from home and that she would see him at dinner. Joe set off for work and Karen set off on her quest. For most of the morning Karen surfed the net. She gave each of the search engines a workout as she looked for all the possible words and word combinations that could describe Joe's condition. She found several story sites and took some time reading. At Crystal's Storysite she found. It always does. The largest in circumference. My gasps are joined with moans. A cock is touching my cheek. I turn my head without caring whose it is. I don’t care whose. I want them all. I open my mouth and the cock slips inside. I suck but it is awkward for me to move my head so the cock moves, instead. My mouth becomes a vacuum as an orgasm steadily rises in me. Then, Samuel is out. Only a moment does my pussy miss it, though. Another cock is back inside me. My face turned to the.