s****r Slips in the Shower Version 1 - Sex Stories

s****r Slips in the Shower Version 1

... there any risk of back injury?" "No, she seems fine." "Okay then, here's what I want you to do. Roll her over onto her side." I got my hands under her shoulder and waist and rolled her over onto her side. As I did, the towel fell away. I paused. She was completely naked. Her chubbiness gave her a round ass, and tits that must have been at least double-Ds. I was captivated, staring at her chest. I felt my dick harden and press against my jeans. "Have you done that?" I was snapped back into consciousness by the woman on the phone. "Yes, I'm here." "Is she breathing? And has she vomited?" I checked her mouth, but there was no vomit there, and her chest was clearly heaving as she breathed. "She's breathing, and there's no vomit." "Okay, can you drive? Do you have a car?" Out of shock, I nodded, before realising she couldn't see me. "Yes, I can drive." "It sounds like she doesn't need an ambulance, but you have to keep me on the line and as soon as she's conscious you have to drive her to your nearest hospital. You got that?" "Yes, that's fine. What do I do in the meantime?" "Nothing, just stay calm and keep me on the line." I sat back against the cupboards. I was in a state of shock, and I was genuinely worried, but I couldn't stop staring at her chest. Her boobs were like nothing I'd ever seen. Suddenly, her breathing stopped. Her chest no longer heaved. I went to check her pulse - it was faint, if there at all. "She's stopped breathing, and her pulse has slowed right down!" I ...

... started to panic. "Okay, calm down. This may be due to the head trauma, her body is going into shut-down. Are you absolutely sure you cannot afford an ambulance?" "I have next to no money, I'm sure. What do I do?" Somehow, the mentioning of money calmed me down and allowed me to start thinking rationally. "You're going to have to perform CPR and rescue breathing. Start with five pumps to the chest, using two hands. Next, cup your lips over her mouth and breath down it, to try to restart the breathing. You got that?" "Yeah, got it." I stared at her. I slowly put two hands on her chest, very conscious of the feel of the top of her boobs on my palms. I pumped, five times, before lowering my lips to hers and breathing into her mouth. I withdrew, and began pumping again, but within one pump she spluttered a cough and her breathing resumed. My hands could feel her strengthened heart beat through her chest. With my left hand, I picked up the phone. "All clear." My right hand remained on her breast. My breathing was shallowed, my heart racing. This was wrong, so wrong! What if she woke up? Except she was out like a light, and would wake up slowly, at which point I could pretend it was all just looking after her. I lowered my left hand back down onto her chest, although this time I went a little lower, cupping her tit. My right hand slipped down to join it. The feeling of her huge tits in my hands was heavenly. I squeezed, slowly at first, savouring it. My hard-on was raging, begging ...