Who am I? a tale of amnesia

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This thread is intended for mr spikey and I, feel free to watch.

IC

I woke up, in a small strange room, with light cascading through window. I didn't know where I was, in fact I didn't know who I was. I could recall childhood memories and college classes, but very few personal memories. I sat up slowly looking down at the paper gown that covered my full figure. My head felt like it was filled with cobwebs, and it wans't long before I heard excited chatter about how "she" was awake. Little did I know that it was me they were talking about.

I ate the bland breakfast as Doctor told me what had happened and began testing my memory. He told me my husband had gone home to sleep but was coming in now that I was awake. I was told about the accident and that my memories may or may not ever return.

I was confused a little frightened as I wondered what kind of man my husband was.
 
Husband - Kyle

I had received the news a week earlier. My wife had been in a carwreck and had suffered a head injury. She has been in a coma for the past several days. It was tough, trying to still work and being by her bedside, in case she woke up. The Doctors had said it could a short time or last for months or years even. I went home and had managed to get some sleep, when the phone rang.
She was awake and I needed to get there right away. I got in the car and raced over to the hospital. I got there and the Doctor told me the news. My wife had amnesia and that there was no way to tell, how long it would take for her memory to come back, if it came back at all.
I collapsed on the chair in the hallway. I was stuned. My wife would not even know who I was or be able to recall any of our time together. I looked up and asked if I could go in to see her. The Doctor noded and I entered her room. She looked up at me. I could tell, she did not know me. I said " Hi, Sarah. I am your husband." She looked as if I was talking to someone else. " My name is Kyle and you are my wife." I could see that she did not recognize her own name or the fact that she was married. I was at a loss for words. How do you tell someone about their past, when she doesn't even remember her own name.
I realized that this was going to be a long slow process and that I would have to get her to trust me and believe all the things I would tell her about herself.
I looked around for a chair. This was going to take a very long time.
 
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Sarah

"Sarah," I rolled the name on my tongue, "Kyle?" it was half question as I looked at the man sitting there. I wasn't sure what to say, "Did you bring me any clothes? The doctor says I can go home in few days after he runs some neurological tests." I feel alone, seeing his eyes desperately scan mine for a glimmer of recognition. I wasn't even sure I could recognize my parents much less my husband.

I had so many questions which tumbled out in a string of words, "Where are my parents? Are they still alive? How long have we been married? Did you bring any photos with you? Do we have children? When is my birthday? How did we meet? Where do we live?" The phrases ran together in sort of needfilled monologue.

I so desperately wanted to recall who I was, but at same time realized I had a great opportunity to start over.
 
Kyle

"Sarah?" Phrased as a question, as if she had just learned a new name. Then mine " Kyle?" She asked if I had brought her any clothes. The Doctors had said she could leave in a few days, after some more tests.
Then the questions rolled out of her " Where are my parents? Are they still alive? How long have we been married? Do you bring any photos? Do we have children? When is my birthday? How did we meet? Where do we live?" It all hit me at once. How do I explain all of her life to her, at least the part I know about.
I tried to start and could only stammer " We..., I ..., You.." I stopped and tried to think of where I could begin.
 
Sarah

I don't know what I expected from him, perhaps a strong physical attraction. It was sort of odd interest in what it felt like to make love with him and I blushed at the idea even though it had obviously happened often enough in our past.
 
Kyle

I begin by telling her that we have been married for three years and that we do not have any children. I tell her that her birthday is October 31 and I show some photos of us together. I tell her that I cannot tell her of her parents, as she had told before that she had run away from home at an early age.
At that moment the doctor walked in and announced that my time was up. I hated to leave, having not answered her other questions. But, I reassure her, that tomorrow, I will finish all of her questions. I kiss her lightly on her cheek and tell her that " I love you and I will be back tomorrow. Rest and relax, I will be back, with clothes for you to wear and get you ready to come home."
 
Sarah

A halloween child, and I had run away from home? What kind of pain did my past hold? Had I been a wild child? or had I shielded myself from everyone. Kyle seemed hesitant in his reaction to me, as if for split second he were glad I had amnesia. It made me wonder if I really wanted to recall the pain of my past. Yet at same time I wished I could recall his favorite sexual position. If he moaned before cumming, if he grunted, or was forceful. If he enjoyed oral or anal. I felt so confused as I let myself get some much needed rest after an afternoon of tests.
 
Kyle

All night I struggle with my plan for tomorrow. What do I tell her and how much? Ours had been a pretty normal marriage. Sex two or three times a week and the rest was eating, sleeping and working. All night I struggled with what to do. A sinister thought kept creeping into my head. This was my chance to 'create' my ideal wife.
I could tell almost anything and she would believe that it was true. How much she enjoyed sex and what kind as well, from oral, to anal, to threesomes and whatever else I could think up. I looked in the mirror, as I prepared for bed. I decided that tomorrow, I would have the wife that I always wanted.
In the morning, I gathered up her sexiest clothes, satin bra and panties, garter belt and stockings, a low cut blouse and leather mini-skirt. I had bought them for her and she had never wore them, saying she could not go out in public looking like that.
I arrived at the hospital and found the Doctor. No progress, he reported. She still had amnesia. I asked if it would be possible to take her home today. The doctor said she could be released this afternoon, but I was to bring her back immediately, if her memory started to return. I thanked the Doctor and went into her room.
 
Sarah

I had showered that morning in anticipation of going home. The accident had given me a new perspective on life, and I enjoyed every minute of shower. The water flowing across my golden skin, my rosey nipples hardening into dark sensitive buds. I didn't go as far as I might have wished. I wanted to withold that first rush of pleasure for the company of my husband. I didn't even know what he looked like naked. My mind seemed to focus on the sexual aspects as I wanted for him to return with my clothing.
 
Kyle

I went into her room and could hear her in the shower. I wanted to peek inside to see her bathing. But she did not like to have me watch, much less join her in the shower. That would be another thing I would like to change. I thought suddenly ' why not now?'
I entered through the door and saw her standing in the shower stall, the water beading down her naked body, her nipples hardening.
I smiled at her and said " Hi, I brought your clothes. I think we can go home whenever you're ready." She had a strange look on her face and I looked down at my clothes to see if something was wrong. I looked back at her and said " Is there something wrong?"
 
Sarah

I blushed when he walked in, I felt self conscious than realized he'd seen me naked a zillion times before, yet somehow it was different this time. I smiled and whispered softly, "I was just thinking about you." My nipples were achingly sensitive and I found myself craving his touch, his lips, something to stir my body to life.
 
Kyle

I missed completely her reply " I was just thinking about you." I could only stare mesmerized, by the beauty of her naked body. I could feel the tingling of an erection beginning to form in my pants. I realized what she had said and asked " Yes, darlin. What were you thinking about? " Perhaps a glimmer of recognition, did she remember something from her past?
 
Sarah

I stepped out of shower, the cooler air causing my nipples to tighten further as I approached him, I found my hands roaming over my body, after all we'd been married three years. There was no guarentee he still desired me. I blushed before asking, "Do you still desire me?" I feel so nervous and inexperienced. "I don't remember anything, it would be like my first time, only better because it would be with you."
 
kyle

I watch her step out of the shower. Her hands began to stroke her body, as she asked " Do you still desire me? I don't remember anything, it would be like my first time, only better becuase it would be with you." I could barely answer quick enough, as I began to undress. I said to her " Yes, I still desire you very much. We shared wonderful showers together. Allow me to show you." I had finished undressing, as she stepped back into the shower. I stepped into the warm spray of water and lean forward and kissed her on the mouth. I pulled her body into mine. Our tongues met , as I wrapped my arms around her body and she could feel my erection pressing against her body. I smiled down upon her and said " I think you need to be washed again, don't you?"
 
Sarah

"uh hmmmmm," my soft murmured affirmative. I felt somewhat shy as I contemplated our future together. I felt oddly free to express any desire I had. After all he knew me sexually better than I knew myself.
 
Kyle

I lathered up the soap and began to wash her front. I began at her shoulders and gently rubbed downward over her breasts. I paid special attention to her aerola and hard nipples. I gently pinched and pulled her nipples, as I sudsed them with soapy lather. I washed beneath her breasts, slowly lifting then upward and milking them. I inched my way down to her navel and left a trail of soap on it. I washed down each leg on the outer half. I knelt in the shower stall and began to soap the inside of each leg.
The spray from the shower head was already rinsing the soap off her torso. I made my way up to her pussy. I stood up and began to wash her pubic hair as well as the swollen lips of her pussy. I lean forward and kissed her, my tongue probing the inside if her mouth. I could hear the audible moan from her as my hand washed up and down.
I stepped aside from the spray and then went behind her. I whispered in her ear, as the spray mixed in with the soap suds, and said " First, I will let the water rinse you off. Then I will make sure you clean." With that I flicked my tongue across her earlobe.
 
Sarah

I was confused and aroused, how should I respond? How did he expect me to respond? Was I normally passive? Agressive? Submissive? I let shower rinse me as I stepped from shower and glanced back at him. My skin tingled, my fingers sliding to cup my breasts. Everything was new and strange and it heightened my awareness.
 
Kyle

She stepped out of the shower and began to fondle her breasts. I pulled her back in again and began to kiss her on her shoulder. I kissed my way up to her neck. I whispered in her ear " We use to make love in the shower all the time. I would wash your body and then you mine." I pulled her close to me, our bodies soaking wet by now. I turned her towards the corner. I reached behind her kness and lifted her up against the wall. I kissed her on the mouth and then whispered in her ear " Guide me inside you, I want to fuck you right now."
 
Sarah

Was shocked and excited, the idea of being in shower just seemed difficult as water seemed to interfer with her natural juices. She didn't want to dissapoint her husband however as he pulled her back in the small hospital shower and she leaned against the wall as his hands spread her legs. It was awkward as first trying to balance against him one hand reaching for him guiding him inside.
 
Kyle

It was awakward at first, but I managed to get her hips higher than mine. She reached down and gently grabbed my hard cock and guided it inside her. I whispered in her ear " Put your hands around my neck and that will help me hold you up." I could feel the head slide inside her wet pussy. I began to lift her up and down on my hard cock. She wrapped her long legs around me and I grabbed her by the cheeks of her ass to balance her body. I lifted her up and down, letting her pussy slide down the shaft of my cock.
The confines of the shower proved to be too much. We constantly bumped into the walls. I suggested that we go some place more comfortable. I lifted off my cock and we stepped out of the shower. I grabbed a towel and began to dry off her shapely body. I dried the front of her body, massaging her breasts with the damp towel. I moved down to her legs and dried off each one. I suggested she sit down, while I completed the job. I started on the inside of her calfs and worked my way up to her thighs. I slowly inched my way to her pussy. I could see that she was aroused, and I commented " Well, it looks like this needs special attention." I leaned forward and kissed her soaking wet pussy, my tongue swirling around her wet lips.
 
Sarah

The confines would have been challenging at any time, and I was finally getting around to enjoying it. Our bodies were just not able to work in this tiny shower. I was happy to comply with his suggestion to try elsewhere and I wondered what our shower was like. He towelled me off and I felt slightly ignored until his towelling became more erotic. I sat down and there was something intriguing about the look in his eyes and how he hadn't immediately gone to fucking me again. There was a mysterious hot tenderness and it made me all warm and tingly inside.
 
Kyle

I started by licking each lip, running my tongue up and down the fold of skin. Teasingly, I would flick my tongue across her clit with every stroke upward. I reached around her leg with one free hand and parted her wet pussy lips. I began to run my tongue up and down between her exposed lips. Every stroke, I applied more pressure with my tongue, forcing it inside her more each time. By now, her clit was completely exposed. I nipped it with the edge of my teeth and began to suck on it with my mouth.
I could hear her moans of pleasure,as I licked and sucked on her pink clit. I could feel hands on my head, as I darted my tongue deep inside her pussy. I began to slip my tongue in and out of soaking wet pussy. I moved back up to her clit and slipped my middle finger inside her. It slid in easily and I quickly inserted my index finger. I fingered her wet pussy with both fingers and sucked her clit.
She was soaking wet by now and her breathing had increased. I could feel her hips thrusting forward to meet the inward plunge of my fingers inside her. I could tell she was getting ready to cum. I quickened the rhythm of my fingers and sucked hard on her pink clit, as she screamed out loud. Her juices rained on my fingers and tongue.
 
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Sarah

I sat in sort of stunned passive shock, it was my first orgasm. At least the first I remembered and I wanted more. Somehow I managed to bring his wet lips to mine devouring his warm soft lips our bodies brushed together slowly standing.
 
Kyle

She pulled me up to her face and we kissed. Standing next to each other, my hard cock nestling against her pelvus. I whispered in her ear " Now it's my turn."
 
Sarah

I felt hot and shy and nervous and a zillion other things all rolling around in my stomach. At first I wondered if he wanted to fuck or if he wished me to taste him. I found the concept appealing as I slowly kissed down his body reaching his cock. Encasing it in licks before taking it into my mouth and slowly sucking the tip and shaft in a slow easy rhythm.
 
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