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Helping Hands Ch. 01

By: alisontanner



The SUV edged into the driveway of the summer cabin. Bright blue skies faded into dusk and the small home was dark and vacant. Strategically nestled in a thick layer of trees the cabin felt remote enough for seclusion but for most of the inhabitants during the summer months it was a security knowing that the other cabins were just hidden from view. The day had been beautiful, however, Cindy didn't really notice. She felt awful as she eased the SUV into park. 

Her red rimmed eyes were heavy, tired, and full of tears. She looked over to the passenger seat to see her son sleeping. He looked as innocent as when he was a young child; before his recent graduation and before assuming the responsibilities as the man of the house when his father left the family two years ago. She was proud of him, his successful grades in high school and his ability to mature into a man without his father, but she also saw the inexperience in his face, still learning, still tackling life's complexities. 

"Jay, we're here honey," Cindy said to him while lightly shaking his leg. 

Jay's eyes eased open from the pain medication. It had been an eventful day for him. He had been excited to take his mother sailing on the lake as he learned to sail a month prior. It was his morning to show her a good time and demonstrate his ability to take charge and to reassure himself that he was ready to take on the world. Jay's head lifted and he looked down at his bandaged hands. It wasn't a bad dream, he thought as he fumbled out of the SUV with his swollen hands tightly wrapped. 

Earlier that day, Jay had rented a small sail boat and was unloading it from the trailer when his mother accidentally released the harness causing the boat to freely roll from the trailer. Jay was behind the boat and instinctively tried to hold onto the bottom as it pushed him backwards on the boat ramp. He stumbled but held tightly onto the small lip of the sailing craft when the weight of the boat was fully into his arms. His muscles strained but it was futile. Within an instant the boat plummeted to the concrete boat ramp crushing his hands and fingers under the vessel. Jay didn't remember much of what went on afterwards. He heard his mother crying and yelling. He remembered several people lifting the boat off his fingers and riding in an ambulance. And he vaguely recalled the doctor saying he wouldn't have use of his hands for a couple of months. 

Cindy grabbed some items from the SUV and led her son to the front door. "I'm so sorry honey. I feel so terrible, this is all my fault. I don't know what to say. We can leave in the morning and head back home," she said. 

"No way Mom, we planned this trip for months. It was an accident. Let's make the most of it," he said. Sure he was upset but what could he do, besides he was exhausted and just wanted to go to bed. Already in sweatpants and a t-shirt he said goodnight and headed for bed.

Cindy couldn't believe what had happened that morning and through the day. It was all a bad nightmare, one she couldn't shake. How could she hurt her only son like that. The stupid crank, the line thing, or whatever it was, she thought, I can't believe I almost killed my son. Now he's going to spend his last summer before he goes off to college with casts over his hands. She burst into tears once more and headed to her bedroom to cry herself to sleep.

But the next morning Cindy awoke with a new, positive outlook on the situation. They had rented the cabin for the week and she was going to make the most of it. It was a planned vacation to celebrate his graduation and she was going to help him celebrate the best she could. She was going to help her son enjoy the rest of the vacation before they went home. She quickly dressed and walked past her son's room.

"Are you up?" she said.

"Yes, Mom I am," Jay responded.

"Go take a shower and I'll call you for breakfast," Cindy said excitedly, trying to keep upbeat with her tone. She headed straight for the kitchen and prepared a full breakfast for her son. She prepared all his favorites down to whipped cream on his pancakes. She wanted to get a good meal in him and maybe take a pleasant walk around the lake to help lift his spirits. 

"Come on down, hon," she yelled.

Jay walked down stairs still in his clothes from last night, his hair mangled to one side. He looked like he had been beaten up. Cindy frowned. 

"Breakfast smelled great from upstairs, Mom. Thanks a bunch," he chuckled as he noticed the whip cream on his pancakes, "You didn't have to do all this." A large smile arched around his face at the meal before him.

Cindy's eyes lit back up when she noticed her son's attitude. Maybe this will work she thought. "Why are you still in your clothes? I thought you were going to take a shower," she asked.

"I can't," he replied as he held up his hands. "I can't even move my fingers. This sucks." But he smiled at her reassuring her it was ok.

The feeling of guilt flooded over her and she now noticed that he couldn't even eat on his own. She scooted her chair next to his and carefully spoon fed him. In between bites she was able to stuff herself as well. The atmosphere was jovial and both were making the best of the situation. Cindy almost felt like she was flirting with her son when she started teasing him with the food on the end of the fork. She'd get close to his mouth and when he'd open it, she'd quickly pull it away and he would lunge for it. She'd sometimes gobble the bite herself giggling and he'd respond with a laugh. They played and ate most of the morning and Cindy felt she had her little Jay back.

"Go on upstairs while I clean up the kitchen, and then I'll pour you a hot bath," she said. As Jay turned and cracked one last joke before walking upstairs and while Cindy grabbed the first plate and headed for the sink a very awkward situation hit them both. They both realized that Jay couldn't wash himself, in fact, getting unclothed would be an extremely difficult task. Jay began to panic, but Cindy thought to play it off. It was her son and she'd seen him naked many times before, and bathed him too. So what she hadn't seen him nude in years and hadn't bathed him in more. 

Cindy got to the bathroom and Jay stood there almost frightened. "Ok, let's get you washed up," she said trying not to think of the uncomfortable situation. She turned on the water and started to let it fill up. She turned back to Jay who stood motionless.

"Mom what are you going to do? I can't even get out of my clothes," Jay stumbled over his words.

"Honey, it's ok, I've seen you naked before. Remember I am your mother. And it's not like I haven't seen 'it' before," she almost giggled. Jay still stood petrified. She moved closer to him and instructed him to raise his arms up as she pulled his t-shirt up over his head. His chest and stomach were muscular and he was well built. Cindy had noted this before when he'd mow the grass with his shirt off or strolled around the house in just his shorts. He was definitely a handsome young man with his tight muscles and youthful skin. Cindy slid her hands down his sides and clutched the waist band of his sweatpants. As her hands moved down his sides her mind quickly struggled to keep out the thought of any sexual intention. She hadn't seen a "live" naked man since her husband left her and the last several years before the divorce he wasn't a good lover. For that matter he was never a really good lover. But as her hands touched Jay's naked skin she felt something she shouldn't be thinking. Stop it, she told herself. She cleared her mind trying to erase any taboo thought and in a quick motion she yanked her son's pants down. She bent forward to push them over his feet while he stepped out of them. As she leaned up she saw 'it'.

He was definitely a man "down there." His cock was limp and his pubic hair was neatly trimmed. It seemed larger than her husbands or maybe it was just a long time since she stared at one so close. She couldn't help but continue to examine how her son had grown. Wow, she thought, look at how much he developed. Then she realized that she had been starring at her son's cock for several moments. She looked up and saw her son looking down at her. So much for being nonchalant over the issue, she thought.

"I'm so sorry Jay, I just...well, it's just there...and..." she didn't know what to say. "Why don't you just hop in the tub."

Jay eased into the bath tub trying to push out the embarrassment that his mother just saw him naked and stared at his groin. His faced turned bright red that she saw that he trimmed the hair around his cock. He was careful not to get the bandages wet and held them up. "Relax," his mother said.

Cindy grabbed a washcloth and soap and lathed it up slowly washing his chest and under his arms. She felt sorry for Jay's embarrassment and she knew she didn't help matters by examining him as soon as she saw his cock. It's supposed to be about him she kept reminding herself. Embarrassing him wasn't in her plan. "Turn around dear," Cindy instructed, hoping that her visual denial from that angle would help Jay relax. Jay turned his back towards her and she washed and massaged his back. Slowly she squeezed his shoulders and arms, pushing and kneading between the shoulder blades. Her hands felt great on his back and he began to relax. His mother's hands were soft and with the warm water over his skin it began to affect him in other areas. His penis began to swell and he now felt even more terrified. He didn't know what to do as his cock began to take on a life of its own. Finally she eased him back around so she could wash his legs when she noticed a very visible change in her son.

His cock was standing upright and rigid. Oh my, she thought. Quickly she tried not to stare and began washing his feet but then moved up his legs. Jay's body reacted to his Mom's touch and he closed his eyes too humiliated to look at his mother. She inched closer between his legs and she slowed her paced dreading where she was headed but she realized that it only intensified the sensation she was inadvertently giving her son. She now looked directly at his hard cock, his balls pulled tight. She reached for it, only to wash it. When she touched it she felt the massive, throbbing cock that was her son's. "Uuggghhhhhh," Jay slipped out a cross between a moan and a heavy breath. He couldn't believe the feeling of his cock being touched. He'd never felt someone else touch his cock before and the sensation of a hand to his hard cock was unbelievable. It felt so good and the feeling overwhelmed him. His body reacted uncontrollably with the audible release. 

Cindy couldn't believe what she just heard. Oh my, I'm fondling my son, I can't believe this. This shouldn't be happening. She quickly slid her hand around the shaft and with two strokes lathered it with soap. His body shifted and another moan escaped his lips. She was nervous and unsure what to do. She reached the washcloth under his balls and gentle washed them. He began to squirm and grunt. Cindy's hand began to shake with anxiety over his sexual tension. She then took the washcloth between his legs to wash between his buttocks. His body tensed and he thrust his cock up. It was then she realized she still held onto his cock with her other hand. He instinctively tried to get some type of friction with her hand wrapped around his hard cock.

Cindy let go of his penis and began to wash the soap off of the washcloth as if nothing happened. "My God, Mom, I'm so sorry, it felt so...I'm so sorry I shouldn't...," Jay was almost ready to cry he was so mortified. Cindy looked at his face and couldn't help but want to make him feel ok about what just went on. She knew a young man was sexually charged and it must be so humiliating for her son to have his mom touch him there when he was just discovering his sexual awakening. She leaned over and kissed his forehead. 

"It's ok, sweetie. It really is. I understand, it's only natural to feel that way. You're a young man with wild hormones," she tried to make a joke.

"It's just that..." he trailed.

"What sweetie?"

"That it's hard, I don't know, it's just that..." he paused then quickly spoke, "I can't take care of myself."

"That's OK honey, I'm here for you, you know that," she said thinking he now understood that for the next couple of months he'd have to rely on his mother to feed him, bath him and take care of him.

"No, not like that. I can't take care of myself there," he looked directly at his still erect cock.

Cindy audibly gasped. "Honey, dear. I can't do anything about that. Can't you do something about it? I mean can't you wait a couple of months?" I've waited a long time too and took care of myself, she thought. She tried only to look at her son's eyes, even though she wanted another excuse to look again at her son's manhood. She had always been curious about her son's masturbation but never dared to ask. But now her son just invited her question, or did he, she thought. I can't believe I'm going to ask. "How often do you, 'take care of it'?" She didn't want to say much more on the subject.

"I take care of it two to three times a day," he sighed. Wow, she thought. She knew young men often masturbated but never knew two to three times a day.

"Oh," she replied. Now she was embarrassed. She stood up and got a towel for Jay to dry off. She patted him down and helped him dress. His erection never let down even as she zipped up his jeans. She felt sorry for him but that was crossing the line. 

The day progressed and the two enjoyed the afternoon and evening. She rented a few movies and they watched one that night until it was late at night, forgetting the incident earlier that day. It was almost forgotten until she took him to his bedroom to help him strip down to his boxers for bedtime. She took down his pants and noticed the hardening bulge concealed under the light fabric of his boxer shorts.

She walked out quickly thinking about that morning. She got ready to bed herself and instead of thinking how wrong it was to touch him, she began to think about what it would be like to touch him again. No, she thought, this isn't right. 

The next morning after breakfast it was time for Jay's bath. Cindy wanted to get into a routine about it hoping her son would grow accustomed to her touch and not react with such sexual arousal. She turned on the warm water as Jay came into the bathroom. She reached up to pull his boxer's down and already noticed his cock was standing at attention. She pulled down his shorts and his cock snapped back against his stomach. It is so hard, she thought. 

Cindy didn't give the shoulder and back massage this time and rushed through most of the bath. Her hands now trembled at what was next to wash. Jay slid back and spread his legs apart in anticipation of his privates being washed. Cindy told herself this is just utilitarian nothing more. He needs to be washed and that's what a mother is to do. She gripped his hard cock and stroked it twice trying not to excite him.

"Ugggh, oh please, oh please don't stop, Mom," he cried out, his eyes closed and head arched back.

Cindy couldn't believe her ears. She was in complete awe. Again she reached around under his balls and washed them, or was it fondled them. She noted this time her hand holding his shaft.

"Oh Mom, please, oh please, don't stop, not now," he literally begged.

Cindy didn't remove her hands. Her mind raced. Could this actually be happening with my son, she thought. This is going to far. This is not right, I shouldn't be doing this, but her hands stayed where they were. Jay was almost panting with shallow short breaths unable to release himself. The female hands that held his cock aroused him to the point where he couldn't take it. He needed to finish. Cindy looked at the strain in her son's face.

She raised her hand up the length of his cock and slid it back down testing if she really understood what she was doing. He let out another moan, "Oh, oh please, yes," he groaned. This isn't happening, I'm not getting my son off, I'm not doing this, but her hand tugged again, then again. Jay began almost bucking in the tub. Water was splashing wildly about. Cindy let the washcloth go and with her other hand began to play with his testicles and lightly scratch with her fingernails under them like her husband used to enjoy. She began pulling more rhythmically and was reacting to her son's moans and heavy breathing. She watched the sexual pleasure race through his face, his eyes still closed. She slowed the tempo hoping he'd catch his breath to prolong the arousal. What was she doing, she thought, I should get this over with. It was to get him off because he needed to not to give him an incredible hand job, she thought. Jay responded to the slowing of his mother's hands. "Oh that feels so good, oh yes, it feels so good," he tried to speak between breaths. 

Jay's stomach pulsed with his breathing and Cindy's eyes scanned up his chest. He looks so beautiful, so innocent, she had complete control. New sensations were overwhelming her. She was starting to get aroused. Her pussy began to tingle and was noticeably wet. She smiled and began to squeeze a little harder and slower. Her son's moans intensified. Her finger brushed his asshole with a few quick flicks while her other hand concentrated stroking him. He began to thrash and let out a load moan. His cock erupted with a stream of cum that shot straight into the air. She continued stroking watching three move streams explode from the head of her son's cock before the rest oozed out over her hand. She slowed down and held onto his throbbing cock while Jay regained his composure.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself. I just needed to...," he said as his mind snapped back from his orgasm.

"That's OK sweetie. I know you needed to release yourself," Cindy said. Her mind now was in a terrible mess. What line did I just cross, she thought. It was nothing, I needed to help him. I hurt him and that's what he needed, that's all. I know guys need to release themselves once in a while that's all. She splashed her hands in the water to clean them of her son's cum and proceeded to dry him off just as the day before. She noticed however that her son's cock was now limp. He just needed a release, she thought.

Cindy again tried to make the most of the trip and they took another walk around the lake watching the wildlife and talking about how enjoyable the vacation is going despite Jay's broken hands. Not once did they mention the morning's episode. She took him to a BBQ restaurant for dinner knowing he loved ribs, and it was only when they ordered that she realized he couldn't eat the messy food. Again she fed him only this time she tried not to be as playful under so many patrons' stares, but they laughed it off once more. 

Cindy received a call on her cell phone that her son's pain medication was ready to be picked up at the drug store. They made a quick trip to the local pharmacy to pick up the prescription and headed back to the cabin. It was none too soon. Jay's hands were hurting badly despite all the distractions. Cindy could see the pain in his eyes and hoped the medicine would help him. 

Back at the cabin, Cindy was preparing a night in with a movie. "Read what the directions say while I put in the movie," she called out.

Jay's hands were throbbing with pain. He squinted down to read the instructions. "Something's not right. I don't think this is right," he yelled from the other room. Cindy was ready for the movie and walked in to help Jay take his medication. She grabbed the case and it was then she noticed something was wrong. It wasn't pain medication at all. She was furious. Her angel was in such pain and she couldn't do anything about it. Jay complained loudly that his hands hurt. It was enough to make her start crying again, but she refused. She took Jay by the arm and lead him to the living room and undressed him down to his boxers ready to go straight to bed after the movie. "Let's watch the movie, honey. It will take your mind off things." She propped up some pillows on the couch for Jay to sit comfortably while she grabbed the remaining pillows and laid on the floor.


Helping Hands Ch. 01



The movie was a romantic drama that left Jay bored and disinterested. His eyes grew heavy and he began nodding off. Cindy was entranced into the movie wondering if the character playing the husband would run off with the mistress who turned out to be his real lover. The plot thickened to a climatic ending. Jay was about ready to just go to bed his eyes already closed. His mind drifted from consciousness until he heard heavy breathing on the television. Breathing became a woman's moans and his eyes popped open. Before him in dancing blue lights on the TV screen a voluptuous woman straddled a young man fucking him. She arched back and her hips thrust into the man below her. Her breasts bounced freely and the top of her ass was visible. Jay quickly became aroused.

Cindy was happy to see that the husband finally gave into to his lover's desires. She watched the sex on TV and realized her son was watching as well. She felt self conscious but she didn't know why. Maybe it's time to make popcorn she thought. She raised up and turned to Jay who had now positioned himself on the couch so that he was sitting with his legs apart. She looked up and saw his cock standing upright through the hole in his boxers. Cindy's eyes met his.

"I'm sorry Mom, but I'm very...ready," he said, pleading in his tone.

"We can't keep doing this," she said.

He raised his hands in desperation for some sympathy. It was working. Cindy eyed his cock. She looked at its hardness and struggled with wanting to touch it again. Her hands wanted to grab it and touch it but her mind kept saying no. Her mind was overruled.

She sat up on her knees and placed both hands casually on his hard cock. "OK, I'll do it again for you," she said. She didn't look at him. It was only a penis, not his, she tried to tune what she was doing out. It wasn't attached to anything, it wasn't sexual. She stroked it. Her hands stuck to his skin, sticking and pulling his sensitive area. He winced and twitched to one side. 

"Mom, it hurts, it's not like in the bathtub," he said.

"I don't have any soap here," she replied. She sat there not knowing what to do until Jay made a suggestion that shocked her.

"Maybe you could spit on it," he said.

Cindy couldn't believe what her son wanted her to do, but she gave in. "OK," she replied. She let go of his cock and raised her head close to two feet above it and worked a glop of saliva in her mouth. She tried to aim and let the spit ooze out of her mouth. A glob fell. Jay watched in awe is it escaped his mom's lips. I wasn't the best of light, she was in an awkward position, but whatever reason, she missed. The liquid landed to the left soaking into the cotton fabric. "Maybe you could take off my boxers."

His mother hesitated but reached forward and tugged down his boxers. Cindy now was looking between her son's legs, his firm cock standing erect, his balls poised just below and she could see the start of his crack. It wasn't just a penis anymore, it was Jay's. Her own son's organ that he wanted satisfied. Cindy now knew this is taking another step forward but surprisingly she liked it. She moved up to try again working the moisture in her mouth.

"Maybe you could get closer," Jay suggested.

Cindy couldn't believe her ears. She took a hold of his cock and Jay let out a quick breath of air. Cindy instantly became sexually excited. She moved her mouth closer. She was inches away looking at the head. It looked so inviting, her lips so close to it. Her hand holding it out, her mouth started to open. Instead of letting another stream of spit fall from her mouth, she closed her eyes and leaned forward letting her lips wrap around his shaft. The warm, moist sensation of his mother's mouth around his cock made Jay almost cum instantly. "Oh my God Mom, I've never felt anything like this before," he moaned.

Cindy stopped and removed her mouth from his eager cock. "You've never had a blowjob before?" she asked. She was surprised, she had thought he was sexually active already. He was handsome and well liked at school and for sure she thought he had gotten laid before. "No, I haven't," Jay said sounding defeated. An overwhelming emotion came over Cindy, one of love, caring, and wanting to give her innocent Jay a mind blowing orgasm. His first orgasm by another person.

Her mouth moved back over his cock and Jay felt his mothers tongue lick his sensitive skin just below the head of his cock. "Oh mom, that feels so good," he said. She began sucking his cock, both hands wrapped around the base. She bobbed her head up and down, her tongue licking all over. Cindy's hand trailed her lips stroking him as her mouth moved up and down the shaft. Jay arched his back, breathing heavily. It was an experience he never felt before and he loved it. Cindy licked up to the head and sucked it hard until his cock was out of her mouth. She kissed down the length and eagerly placed one of his balls in her mouth and gently played with it in her mouth. Her hand stroked his cock while she continued with the other one. "MMMMMMmmmm," she let out, causing another sensation up his body. She then pressed her mouth under his balls and began sucking and licking. "Oh yes Mom, oh yes!"

Cindy raised her head once more and plunged down sucking hard. "Oh I'm going to cum," he shouted. She felt the heat radiate from her son's throbbing cock. It felt good in her mouth the texture of it being explored by her tongue. Every flick, every squeeze, every stroke and she could feel her son's pleasurable reaction. She hungrily sucked and licked it. She could tell that her son was ready to cum hard. He began thrusting his hips sinking his cock deeper in her mouth. She struggled taking it all in but loved hearing his moans and she sucked. 

Jay's body was engulfed in a sexual avalanche. He never felt something so pure, so good. His body then tensed. "Oh I'm cumming mom! I'm cumming!" he shouted his announcement. Cindy held her son's cock in her mouth. The first stream of semen hit the roof of her mouth and she sucked it. Then another shot and she let it float in her mouth, another and another came pouring out. It oozed out over his cock and down her hands. She gently stroked him a couple more times as his body wound down. She was coated in his cum. She looked up at her son who looked exhausted.

What have I done now, she thought. She smiled at her son and went to get a towel.



Helping Hands Ch. 02



A blue hue from a full moon cast faded shadows over Cindy's bedroom ceiling. Her head was swimming in confusion. She stared blankly at the motionless ceiling fan above her. She had just cleaned up her son after unexpectedly giving him his first ever blowjob. How could this have happened she thought, what have I done. 

Cindy had been divorced for about two years but her husband never really gave her much satisfaction in bed. She was attractive and slender. She married right out of high school because she was pregnant, with her only son. She kept up on working out and her body was petite yet curvy, sporting 34C breasts. She remained firm despite giving birth, probably because she had Jay when she was still young she thought. Her legs and stomach were tight only having a tiny pouch at her waist line. She kept her auburn hair shoulder length and straight.

Her tongue touched the ridge of the top of her mouth and she could taste her son's semen. The taste turned her on. She took off her clothes while remaining flat on her back. What am I doing, she thought. She spread her legs and slightly bent them. One hand began lightly stroking the inside of her thighs while the other glided to her breasts where she traced around her now erect nipples. She began squeezing them and rolling the tip of her nipple between her middle finger and thumb. An occasional tug and small twist shot a tingle from her nipple to her pussy. She thought about how her son's moans and breathing were reactions from her sucking on him. How she in turn reacted to his pleasure by sucking harder or softer, stroking him faster or slower. 

Cindy's fingers found her wet pussy. She moved them up and down her slit then onto her clit. Her second hand fell to her thigh as her finger massaged her clitoris. She played with herself, opening the folds that hid her clit, touching and stimulating. She began to work up to an orgasm fantasizing over her son's climax. Her finger entered her pussy. Working it in and out in time with her breathing, her palm of her hand applied pressure to her swollen clit. She spread her legs farther apart. Oh yes she said to herself. She pushed her finger in as far as it would go. "Mmmmm," she said out loud.

Her finger retreated and she then lifted up her legs to a hidden desire. Her finger coated in her juices slid down to her asshole. She flicked it and teased it, imaging someone else's finger there. It teased the opening and then slowly penetrated it. "Oh," she let slip. Much more slowly she eased it in and out. She continued until she felt the desire to cum. She moved her hand back to her pussy and rubbed her clit. Her hips thrusting in time. She was about to cum when her free hand went to touch her face. There she recognized a smell that coated her hand. She inhaled deeply the smell of her son's cum on her hand. The excitement intensified tenfold and she hit her peak. She sucked in her finger imaging it was her son's cock and then shook with and intense orgasm. Her body fucked her hand as wave after wave overtook her. She tensed and squeezed her legs around her hand causing it to push into her feminine mound. Her body relaxed and she pulled her finger from her mouth. She continued to work up a couple more smaller orgasms before falling asleep.

The following morning Cindy awoke naked on top of her covers. Had this all been a dream, she thought. She raised her hand to her mouth and stuck out her tongue. A distant taste of her son's cum remained. She now decided she had to do something about this.

With an established routine she made breakfast for her son. Both Cindy and Jay acted as though nothing unusual happened the night before. She acted with motherly intent feeding him his breakfast as his bandaged hands rested useless on the table. Of course after breakfast it was normal bath time for Jay. Cindy cleaned up the table and Jay bounced upstairs.

Waiting in the bathroom Jay's mind flashed back to the night before: His cock being sucked, the warm mouth that was wrapped around it, sucking and caressing it. He remembered watching his mother's mouth, her lips soft. Her hair tickled his thighs. His cock now was hard aching for attention. It wouldn't be too soon before his mother came to wash him and get him off, he thought.

He heard his mother's footsteps climbing the stairs and his anticipation grew. He could barely stand it. His mother came through the door and smiled at him and looked down at his cock poking out from his boxers. She started the water and helped him out of his underwear. "My, aren't we up this morning," she commented while looking at his fully erect penis. Jay jumped in the water. Maybe she'll suck me again right now. Maybe I should ask. I want to do that again he thought.

She reached for the soap and washcloth and began her scrubbing. She washed his arms, chest, back, neck, then feet, calves, and thighs. This was it, he thought. Her hands took a hold and slid easily around his shaft, the other quickly found his balls. "Ohhhhhh," he let out. But she quickly stopped and turned for a towel.

"Mom, I didn't finish yet," he said.

"Honey, what we did last night. I mean, wasn't last night good enough for a while?" she said.

"Huh? I just thought," he started to say.

"You thought I'd service you anytime you wanted it? Do I look like a slut to you?" she said.

A slut? What a kind of word was mom using he thought. Just the word slut turned him on but he didn't want to say so. "No mom, of course not, but I..." he tried to give a slight protest.

"Maybe another time. Let's get going on the day!" she said.

"Alright," he said not at all enthused.

She was eager to take a drive around the country side looking at the scenery, up over ridges and overlooking a valley of trees and water. How beautiful, she thought. The day wore on, and Jay was only half interested in the car ride. Sure the sights were pleasant but the rejection in the bathroom early in the morning felt like a sword piercing his gut. When will she do it again, he thought. I want it now, so bad. 

Cindy turned the car back in the direction of the cabin and headed for home. She made a phone call to the pharmacy to snap at them for messing up her son's prescription the day before. Jay could hear his mother getting annoyed at the person on the other end, but then heard her ease up, probably giving some discount on the new prescription.

"Jay, I'm going to run to the drug store and pick up your prescription and some dinner and be back soon. Will you be OK?" she asked.

"Sure, mom," he said. 

As soon as the SUV left the driveway, Jay thought of how he could relieve his raging hard on. He undid his pants and worked his cock free, but stroking it with the bandages on his hands gave him no satisfaction. He rolled over trying to hump the carpet but to no avail. He was getting more frustrated. He spent almost an hour trying to find some method that would prove to be one that could get him off. He heard the front door open. "I'm home." Cindy yelled.

Jay looked down, his penis was sticking out and his last attempt of masturbation was to slide his cock between the sofa cushions. He pulled out and now he couldn't get his cock back in his pants. Cindy came out holding the medication.

"Wow. Should I leave you alone?" she said.

Jay felt worse than ever. His embarrassment suddenly came back. He stood there without saying a word. His mother moved closer to him showing him that she got the right medication this time. That was good he thought, his pain still throbbed in his hands. Then she reached down and touched his cock. Oh yes, he thought.

"Let's just put this away before we eat," she said.

Cindy brought home some supper and helped him through the meal. Afterwards she suggested a board game instead of a movie, stating that it might be a little tamer. Jay felt totally dejected. "I'm going to take a quick shower. You decide on the game, OK?" his mother said while heading upstairs.

He couldn't believe that his mother wasn't going to get him off today. His cock was erect most of the day and he was feeling so frustrated. A board game, a fucking board game, he thought. He went to the closet and found a stack of games. He wasn't in the mood to play, but felt he should fake his enthusiasm for his mother. Not only to make her happy, but it might lead to something else, he thought. We wandered to the kitchen and started to imagine what might happen later.

Cindy's footsteps traveled down the stairs and her son seemed to quickly come out of the kitchen as if he was trying to avoid trouble. "I think I found a game, Mom," he said instantly, but he stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes were wide open.

Cindy slowly moved down the stairs with a thin robe loosely tied around the middle. She was nude underneath. She watched her son's eyes scan her up and down. The reaction was so erotic she thought. A slightly tan skin contrasted with her pale skin where her bikini covered her breasts when she was out by the pool. Jay followed her breasts as they bounced with each step. He couldn't see her nipples but he could see most of the contours of her breasts. He couldn't believe how hot his mother really was. He occasionally masturbated over the sight of her tits before when she wore a bikini and even her ass for that matter, but there was so much naked skin.

"Jay, maybe we could skip the game," she said.

He said nothing, his eyes fixated on her breasts. 

"Let's go upstairs and sit on your bed, sweetie," Cindy said. He complied. She sat down beside him, her robe separating further giving him just a partial glimpse of her nipple. "Can I ask you some questions, dear?" she asked.

Jay shook his head "yes". "Yesterday, you said you never had a blowjob before. Have you ever felt or seen real breasts before, honey?" Cindy asked looking at him unable to take his eyes off her breasts. 

"No, I haven't. All the guys in school have. I think anyway. That's what they say. I lie and say I have," he explained.

"Would you like to?" she asked.

"Yes." He said eagerly.

Cindy pulled back her robe exposing her breasts to her son. She saw the fascination in his eyes when she finally let her breasts come free of the robe. "I wish you could touch them with your hands," she said, knowing that his broken hands wrapped in the bandages couldn't touch them, "maybe you would like to kiss them instead?"

Jay sat stunned at the site of his mother's bare breasts. They were beautifully shaped, natural, and exposed. 

"It's OK, sweetie, you can kiss Mommy's breasts if you want to," Cindy said.

Jay leaned forward and pressed his mouth against his mother's perfect tits. They were soft and fluffy, he thought. He moved his mouth over her nipple that grew hard from his warm breath. He couldn't believe he had his face in a woman's bare bosom. He worked up enough courage to gently stick out his tongue and found his mother's nipple.

"Ohhh," she let out, "Mommy made you feel good last night, but you are making me feel good now," she said. 

Jay began to lick his mother's nipple, playing innocently with his tongue over and around it. "Oh yes, sweetie, that makes me feel good. Do you like that, sweetie?"

Jay simply nodded, engulfed in his new found sexual territory. Cindy pulled away slightly only to move her other breast to his awaiting mouth. "Don't forget the other one, dear," she said. Jay's lips puckered around her nipple as his tongue brushed over the top. Cindy reached out and held her son's head against her breast as he continued to lick and suck it. The pleasure was intense as multiple feelings overwhelmed her. Feelings of nurturing, love, bonding, and of course eroticism. Cindy was teaching her inexperienced son the pleasures of sex. She lingered in ecstasy.

"Oh baby, its been such a long time," Cindy finally spoke looking down at her son. "Would you like to try something else?" she asked. Jay didn't stop licking and nodded again.

"Hold on, sweetie," Cindy said while she scooted up farther on the bed. Her robe remained open leaving her breasts visible to Jay. She reached around and propped up the pillows behind her back as Jay was in awe at what was happening. His cock was rigid under his clothes. He examined his mother's breasts as they slightly flattened when she leaned back.

"Get between my legs," Cindy told her son. She spread her legs on the bed as her robe opened to expose one of her legs. Jay inspected his mother's leg that now perched open. He followed its length trying to see what lay hidden beneath the robe where her pussy was. "Would you like to see more?" Cindy asked trying to keep some arms length in the situation.

"Yes, Mom." Jay said.

"You can pull back my robe and look," Cindy said while starring into her son's face. She rested on her elbows on the bed and peered down at her son's curiosity. Jay slowly used both of his bandaged hands to scoop the flap of the robe and delicately open up his mother's robe. His eyes widened at the site that lay before him.

Cindy's legs were not fully separated but enough that her son had full view of her pussy. There nestled between her legs Jay saw his mother's pussy for the first time. In fact it was the first time he'd ever seen one in the flesh. His mother shaved her labias leaving a small tuff of brown hair above. He could see the folds in her skin, clit and slit. Cindy could barely contain her sexual excitement but didn't want to push her son. She fell back on the pillows looking at the ceiling knowing that she was totally exposed with her son examining her like a rare treasure.

"I wish you could touch my pussy, but I wanted you to at least see one," she said hard of breath. She wanted badly to reach around and touch herself. She desperately contemplated her next move. She knew she would have to release her son and now would be the time to do it, but she too needed to release. She needed stimulation, she needed fingers over her pussy, a mouth, and a cock. She was about to get back to her elbows and roll over when she looked back down at her son.

Jay had moved his head close to his mother's pussy, studying it and tempting himself. Cindy felt the breath from his lips against her sensitive areas and let out a moan. "Now, I'm sorry," she started to say but Jay moved forward placing his mouth over his mother's pussy. "Oh yess, oh yess, sweetie, oh you shouldn't be doing this to you mommy, " Cindy was beside herself. She couldn't contain her feelings any longer. Jay's mouth and tongue danced over Cindy's clit and delve to her pussy. She began to moan loudly. Jay's inexperience was tantalizing and he adjusted quickly to his mother's moans. Cindy began grinding her pussy against Jay's face and he hungrily licked his first pussy. Cindy was ready to climax but pulled Jay's head away.

Quickly she rolled out of bed and pulled off his shirt. Then she removed his pants and underwear. She moved back to her position on the bed. "Come here honey and straddle my chest," Cindy commanded. Jay quickly got on his knees and edged towards her not know what his mother's intentions where. She reached out and grabbed his hard cock and placed it between her tits then clutched them together. "Fuck my tits, baby," Cindy yelled. The dirty words expelled from his mother's mouth excited him even more. He started to fuck his mother's tits. They where soft and dry and his stiff cock glided freely between them. He watched his cock move up and down, his mother clasping her breasts firmly giving him a tighter fit. "Mmmmm, I want your cock, baby. Your Mommy is a slut," Cindy said out loud.

She released her tits and held onto Jay's cock and reached her mouth to it. Jay could barely kneel as the pleasure washed over him like a tsunami. Cindy sucked his cock quickly and firmly working it to cum, but she moved to his balls. Licking them and sucking them. Jay watched his mother below, her mouth open and her tongue out lapping his balls in a frenzy. The visual was mesmerizing. 

Cindy stopped to speak. In one hand she held onto his thigh, the other wrapped around his shaft. Jay's balls lay on his mother's bottom lip. "Baby, would you like to fuck your Mommy?" Cindy asked. Without waiting for a reaction, Cindy started to guide him towards her awaiting pussy. Jay moved into position his legs between hers. She held his cock and placed it's head to her vagina opening. He could feel the contact on her folds and she could feel the warmth of his cock resting at her entrance. What am I doing, she thought one last time, before she put the tip of her son's cock into her. Jay's hips took over and penetrated deep into his mother. His cock felt like it was engulfed in warm silk tight sheet. 

"Oh my baby, oh yess, fuck your mommy," Cindy moaned. Jay thrust his cock in and out. His body arching in bliss he groaned deeply. He was short of breath as his virgin cock fucked his mother. "I'm such a slut, baby, it's been too long," Cindy yelled. She felt her son's member deep within her, her body building to an intense climax. She matched her son' thrusts pounding her pussy into him. "Oh I'm cumming, sweetie," she let out. Her body was in full rapture, as she, for a brief moment just before her orgasm, fully relaxed. It was a quick moment of pure nirvana. Then a tidal wave of pleasure swept over her in an intense orgasm. Her body tightened under the intense feeling, and Cindy let out a loud moan. Her body twitched in excitement as Jay continued to fuck her.

It was only a moment longer before Jay's body tightened up. He face began to redden and he let out, "I'm going to cum, Mommy!" Cindy held onto his ass pushing it between her legs. Jay's cock erupted, his cock pulsating cum. He continued to thrust only a few more times before he was spent and collapsed onto his mother. 

Cindy had regained herself before Jay could catch his breath. Their love making was the most powerful she had ever shared. She looked deep into his eyes and said, "I hope you enjoyed your first time, I did." Cindy smiled to lighten the moment. 

Cindy had awaked very early from a solid night of sleep. She walked outside and leaned against the railing of the deck, dressed in her robe sipping a cup of coffee. Through the trees, she could see the glimmer of sparkles dancing in the lake from the morning sun just breaking through the mountain. The air was still and quiet and the songs from the birds chirped here and there as they went about their morning ritual. She inhaled deeply, sucking in a rush of clean, crisp air. She felt as if a weight had been released from her. She pondered over the experiences that occurred the past several days. At first it was shameful, then uncertainty, but now...liberating. She exhaled slowly.



Helping Hands Ch. 02



Shelly's hand dove into her sopping pussy. Her fingers slipped past her engorged lips so easily. She immediately began rubbing that spot just inside her pussy. Just above her opening, she curled her two fingers and rubbed that mound of nerves that gave her so much pleasure. Her other hand had already found her clit and was rubbing it vigorously.

She was lying on her back on her neatly made bed fully clothed. Her jeans were undone and hastily pulled down with her panties to her mid thigh, exposing her cleanly shaven pussy. She was working vigorously with both her hands on her young pussy. The whole area was glistening with her juices. Her eyes were closed, and in her mind's eye was her brother's massive cock. Her two hands were stroking it up and down, struggling to wrap around his massive girth. Her face was right above his mushroom tip. She could see pre-cum begin to slowly ooze from his cock. She reached up with one little finger and touched the drop of pre-cum. She pulled back her finger causing the sticky liquid to stretch into a thin stream from his cock until it broke.

She kept rubbing her little cunt. She was sopping wet now. Her pussy lips were so full with excitement. Her little clit felt hard under her furiously rubbing hand. Her other hand had two fingers in her slick cunt. They were bending up to that spongy spot behind her clit that gave her such great pleasure. The two fingers were covered in her own juices and they glistened from the little light in the room.

She squeezed his cock with both hands, feeling his intense hardness. More of his slick liquid was forced out of his cock. She reached up with her right hand and spread the cum along his cock head. She could hear him grown with pleasure as she slickened his sensitive mushroom tip. His cock was oozing out his natural lubricant. She cupped her hand around his tip and spread his cum slowly down his shaft. It made his cock so slick. She marveled at the feeling of his velvety soft skin sliding smoothly under her tiny hands. He moaned again as she began to jerk off his massive cock with purpose.

Her hand left her clit and made its way up to her left nipple. It was standing erect from her perfect little breast. She pinched the dark red skin that had swollen to the size of a large pencil eraser. She continued pinching until a sharp pain shot from her breast through her body. Her hand went to the other breast that was calling out for attention. She cupped her breasts and felt the radiating heat. Her fingers' slid to her other large nipple and squeezed it as well.

She continued stroking her brother's massive cock. It was completely covered in his own slick fluid. She was meticulously jacking her hands up and down his length. She could feel his cock swell even more under her hands. He was going to cum. Shelly yelped as she slid a third finger into her sopping pussy stretching it out painfully. She could feel her juices flowing from her cunt down into her little asshole and pooling on the now soaked bed sheet below her. The pain quickly turned to pleasure as she rubbed her clit even harder.

His cock head pulsed and then with a groan he erupted, wave after wave of creamy cum from his cock. High into the air it flew and then the first glob fell on her brother's tight stomach.

Shelly went over the edge. That wave of pleasure swept over her little body as immense pleasure radiated from her pussy. Just as she was cumming she surprised even herself by forcing a forth finger in her cunt. She yelped and had to muffle a scream into her pillow. She came so hard her mind went white. Her orgasmic bliss was broken by knocking on her door and then her father's voice.

"Are you ok Shell?"

She tried to answer, but her voice failed her.

"Shell, is everything ok?" She could see the doorknob begin to turn. She wondered if she had locked the door. She looked down at herself. Her bare breast with nipples hard as rocks had red hand marks where she had squeezed herself. Her jeans were pulled to her ankles, and one hand was almost entirely inserted into her pussy that was soaked with her juices. There was a dark stain in the sheets from all of the pussy juice that flowed from her cunt, over her puckered asshole, and then to the sheets below. Fear overtook her. The doorknob kept turning. In her haste she had not locked the door.

She tried again to speak, but her voice had left her.

The door slowly opened a crack.

"I....I am fine dad."

"Ok Honey, just making sure. Just wanted to let you know that I'm going back to the office, and I won't be back until very late again. This job is fucking killing me"

And with that the door closed. Shelly was left trying to catch her breath after that monster orgasm. Without thinking her hand slid down to the hot mess of her pussy. She was beginning to lose grip with reality. The only thing she could think about was her brother's cock.

She had to figure a way to touch her brother's cock more. Bathing him and shaving him had awoken an uncontrollable lust in her. She wanted to explore his manhood even further. She also wanted to give him release. She at least was able to take care of herself, but he had no way of releasing his tension.

Finally an idea came to her. It was simple, but might just work.

The next day went normally, but Shelly was even more distracted at school. She just kept thinking about that cock, and how she wanted to explore it further.

Joe was even worse off. Ever since he was left by his sister with a huge erection, and no way of relieving himself, he had been mad with lust. There was no way that he could go on like this. He could become hard by the slightest breeze, let alone his hot little sister bathing and shaving him. 

The one relief Joe was enjoying was the fact that his balls and cock were no longer itching him. Ever since his sister had shaved him smooth, he at least had that relief. Now he was just itching to rid his smoothly shaven balls of all the cum they had accumulated since the accident. Could he ask his sister to tug him off real quick the next time she bathed him? Talk about weird, but something had to be done. Joe was going mad.

At dinner, as his sister fed him in bed, Joe could feel his cock growing in anticipation of the impending bath. 

"So Joe I had been doing some research on caring for people who have lost the use of their hands." Shelly awkwardly started to put her plan into action. 

"Lots of the things I read mentioned that single men that lose their hands for a while have a unique problem. They no longer get the release from masturbation that they are used to."

Joe was stunned at his little sister's comment. It was so strange to hear her discussing such a thing as masturbation with him.

"And from what I have noticed while bathing you, I am assuming you are having the same problem. How often did you, you know, masturbate before the accident?"

Joe was floored. His sister had just asked him about his masturbation habits while feeding him chicken soup.

"Uh, that's kind of an odd question Shell." Joe was stumbling over his words. His mind was in a whirl. What was happening here?

"I know it sounds weird coming from me, but don't think of it as your sister asking. Think of it as your caregiver asking. The material I was reading said that if a patient goes from regular masturbation to no relief, it could be torturous." Shelly had not looked at her brother the whole time she was speaking. She just kept her focus on spooning him soup.

"So, as your caregiver, I am asking you how often you used to masturbate?" With this question Shelly looked up at her brother and her big blue eyes made and kept contact with his. She was almost taking on a new personality.

"Uh, I guess like once or twice a day." Joe's face was turning a bit red with embarrassment, and his cock was stirring with excitement.

"So you went from getting release from once or twice a day to not getting any release for about a month. That would explain why you get an erection when I bathe you." Shelly was trying as hard as she could to keep a professional tone, and sound as if she actually knew what she was talking about.

"From everything I read, not being able to cum is not healthy, and I have figured out a way to get you relief without it being awkward. Do you want to give it a shot before your bath tonight?"

What could she possibly be talking about? Joe was beyond confused.

"Sure. I am willing to try anything. To be completely honest all I could think about lately was getting release. And when you were shaving me yesterday it was torture. I mean it felt good because I have so much pent up sexual tension, but you're my sister and that was kind of weird for me." Joe let that last sentence just hang in the air.

"It was weird for me too Joe, but mostly because of how uncomfortable you were. So I read that in situations like our own, and they happen more often than you would think, one way is to separate the person who is going to relieve you from your view. That way it becomes a very removed, clinical process of getting relief.

Silence filled the room.

"Ok let me show you how it works." She cleared the bed of what was left of Joe's dinner and left her bewildered brother alone in the room. When she returned she had a white sheet under one arm and some twine in the other hand.

"Ok, scoot down so you are laying flat on the bed. " She commanded her brother.

Joe had no idea what his sister had in mind, but he could feel his blood rushing to his cock with anticipation of whatever was about to happen. He gingerly slid down until he was laying flat with his casted arms awkwardly thrust into the air.

"Perfect."

Shelly went to one end of the room and tied the twine around a dresser door handle. He watched her perfect little apple of an ass jiggle through her tight white shorts as she struggled with the twine. Once she had finished the knot, she walked across to the other side of the room. 

Joe had focused on how her perky little tits were struggling against her t-shirt as she paused for a second surveying the situation and then proceeded to tie the other end of the twine to the handle of the door. She tied it as tight as she could. Her brother was perplexed. The twine crossed the room, about two feet above his torso. 

"What are you doing Shell?"

"Just call me nurse Thompson. And don't worry about it. I have everything under control." Then without hesitation, she grabbed the white sheet, unfolded it, and hung it on the twine. The center of the twine drooped with the weight of the sheet, but it held. The bottom of the sheet fell onto Joe's belly. He was cut in half, and from his vantage point, he could no longer see his sister. Shelly poked her head around the sheet and addressed her brother. 

"Now just lay back and relax sir. I am just going to get you ready for your bath."

Shelly disappeared behind the sheet again. Joe was speechless. He was left starring at the ceiling and wondering what his sister was up to. He did not have to wait long to find out. Joe suddenly felt his sister's hands on the waistband of his sweat pants. With one quick tug she pulled his pants and briefs down to his knees. Joe's cock twitched. He could feel it growing, but without seeing it, or now feeling any resistance from his pants, he wasn't quite sure how hard he was. His sister called from behind the sheet.

"So I am going to undress you for your bath as usual, but then I will perform a quick procedure to relief your tension. Don't be embarrassed, this is a very clinical procedure." Shelly 's voice cracked a bit at the end of that last sentence as her eyes drifted up to her brothers rapidly growing cock. 

Fuck; he was so big, and she was about to put her hands on him and see if she could make him cum. She wondered if she could actually make him climax. She had seen guys do it in videos, and she had even recently watched some online videos of girls giving hand jobs to guys, but she was nervous about trying it out herself.

His cock was big and only semi-erect. It was lying on his left leg. Shelly was nervous about where to even begin. 

"Oh well here goes nothing." Shelly thought as she reached out and timidly put her little left hand on her brother's cock. It leapt under her touch and a grown escaped from her brother's lips on the other side of the sheet. Shelly marveled at how hot it felt.

"So Joe, I am going to try my best to relieve you, but let me know if I am doing anything wrong."

Shelly heard her brother mutter a rough, almost inaudible "Ok."

Her little hand was just resting on his shaft. It was radiating so much heat. She could not keep her eyes off of her brother's cock. Even in its semi-erect state, it was so huge. She slowly moved her hand up his length toward the massive mushroom head. She could feel it growing even harder under her touch. It made her feel good that she could turn on her brother with a mere touch.

Her hand reached the edge of his mushroom head and slowly softly she moved it down towards his massive balls. His cock twitched under her hand again and she was amazed at how quickly it was growing. It was getting so hard so quickly. Her hand reached the base of his smooth cock, and she wrapped her hand around his cock a bit and squeezed his shaft. Her hand barely reached half way around his cock. It was so hard and yet its skin so soft and smooth. She let go of it for a second and watched as it stood straight up. 

"Ok, that was fast. You are totally erect now. Looks like you are very sensitive since you haven't had release in a long time. Everything ok over there?" She called over the sheet to her brother.

"Y..Ya. Its fine Shell, uh, I mean Nurse Thompson. Fuck. It feels so good I can't even think. " Joe was staring at the ceiling dumbfounded. The sheet between his sister and him made it easier to enjoy the sensations occurring on his cock, but still in the back of his mind he couldn't believe what his little sister was doing.

Shelly put her hand on his cock again and slowly but more deliberately began rubbing it up his cock again, then back down to his balls.

Joe's mind was so clouded with lust. He had no time to evaluate the sensations he was feeling, but it felt so good. All he knew was that there was a little, soft, feminine hand rubbing his cock up and down and it felt great. Suddenly he felt another little hand on the top side of his cock. Together with the other one it tried to wrap around his entire girth. It just barely did and felt so good. Slowly the two began moving up and down in unison.

"Is it better like this with both hands?" Shelly asked with her face just inches from his cock. She had gotten right up to it to watch closely as she jacked off her brother. She was amazed at every vein in his shaft. She was curious about the way his member seemed to twitch under her hands. She could feel moisture building between her legs. This process was turning her on so much. She would have to take care of herself later. Or why not now? He couldn't see her. No, no that would be too risky. Her thoughts were broken by her brother's voice.

"Yes that is better, but do you have any lubricant or anything?"

Lubricant? That was something she didn't consider in her prep. "What do you usually use for lubricant?"

"Uh...I just usually use my saliva."

"Ok then."

With that Shelly gathered up all of the saliva in her mouth and leaned close to her brother's massive mushroom tip and let a huge glop of her spit plop from her dainty mouth to his hard cock. She then grabbed the knob of his cock and spread her saliva along the length of his cock. Her hand slid more easily on his velvety skin, and the sensation was becoming too much for her brother. He let out a loud moan, and she could see a large bead of his pre-cum ooze from his tip and slide down to the edge of his mushroom head.

Shelly immediately put two of her fingers onto the bead of slippery liquid and spread it around his tip.

"Ohhh!!! Fuck!!!" Joe exclaimed as his powerful hips bucked. "That's too sensitive!"

Shelly's hands pulled away as he bucked. Then she clasped them both on his iron hard shaft and stroked his natural lubricant all over his shaft. More pre-cum oozed from his cock. She spread it all over his member. Her hands slid so easily up and down his length at an ever increasing pace. She could feel her own moistness run from her drenched little panties and slowly slide down her leg. She was more turned on than she had ever been.

Suddenly she felt his already rock hard cock stiffen and swell. It felt as if it would burst under her hands. She saw his massive, cleanly shaven balls draw up tighter. Her face was barely two inches from the tip of his massive shaft. She wondered if she would ever be able to fit it in her mouth, or anywhere else. She could feel his cock swell and twitch like a giant muscle flexing. Her mouth dropped open as his mushroom head seemed to grow and twitch. And then it happened. She was so stunned she was paralyzed as his massive head flexed and suddenly shot a thick jet of cum straight into her left eye.

She could hear her brother moan on the other side of the sheet, but her vision had gone dark as she closed her eyes instinctively when she was hit with her brother's huge gob of cum. She felt another hot burst of cum hit her left cheek as she pulled away. She tried to open her eyes but her left one was caught in a huge mass of cum. Through her squinted right eye she could see her brother's cock launching wave after wave of thick streams of dark white cum.

After about the fifth burst of jizz his cock finally stopped erupting. Shelly wiped her left eye the best she could, and looked down at the sticky mess in her hand. Without thinking she brought her cum covered hand up to her mouth and put a sticky finger in her mouth. She marveled at the salty flavor of her brother's cum. She was in a complete fog.

She shook out of her dream state and watched her brother's chest rising and falling with deep breaths. His cock was still huge, but now it was lying on his left thigh in a pool of semen. There were thick pools of her brother's cum all over his stomach and chest as well.

"Fuck how am I going to clean him up?" Shelly thought to herself.

After a moment of contemplation she stood up and undid the sheet that was separating her brother's face from the scene of lust that was before her. Her brother's eyes were closed, and his face told the story of immense pleasure. Shelly used the sheet to quickly and clumsily clean up the maddening amount of semen that covered her brother. When she finished she looked up to see that Joe had opened his eyes and was staring at her on way that she could not quite place. 

"Ok I will let you gather yourself as I go run your bath." She couldn't get over the way he was looking at her. It was so strange.

Joe gave a numb smile as his sister spoke and nodded his head in agreement. As she walked out of the room he closed his eyes and saw again his little sister's gorgeous face with a huge splash of his cum still on her cheek. She must have not noticed, but it was slowly dripping off her chin as she spoke to him. Next the picture of the front of her little white shorts flashed in his head. They were soaked dark with her pussy juices. He hadn't been the only one who enjoyed that little tryst.

He looked down at his hastily cleaned lower half and noticed that his big cock was back at attention.

"I wonder how many sessions with Nurse Thompson I will need."

He then closed his eyes and waited in bliss for his sister to return. He no longer was angry about his motorcycle accident.



Helping Hands Ch. 02



I tend to favour edgy subjects for erotic fiction and fantasy. And while I enjoy reading and writing erotic fiction about taboo subjects, that's all it is... fiction! 

If you like this chapter I'd suggest you go back and start at Chapter 1 to put things in context. But if you find this material distasteful or offensive, I believe you should exercise your right to look elsewhere.

For those that might enjoy my erotic fiction, good for you for having an open mind and feel free to let me know what you think.

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Chapter 2

SUNDAY

The day and evening passed uneventfully and at around nine, mum announced it was shower time again. We headed for my ensuite and once inside mum helped me undress before undressing herself. As she pulled her skirt over her head I was amazed to see she was completely naked. The fact was I hadn't seen her like that for many years and had forgotten how beautiful she was. Her breasts were a perfect size and her pubes had been neatly trimmed. I understood why my mates rated her the hottest mother in the group.

I must have been staring because she interrupted my thoughts, "This is to even things up between us Baby, now we're both in our birthday suits."

I was speechless.

Mum went into the shower and set the water again and beckoned me in. I was already well on the way to erect and I noticed mum having a good look. The atmosphere was quite a different to the previous night and I sensed something was about to happen. 

As the water poured over us mum started massaging my shoulders and chest. As she slipped her arms around me, I got the shock of my life when she began tweaking my nipples. I was fully erect now as her hands slid lightly down my tummy teasing and tickling as they went. I felt mum press her naked body against me and I couldn't remember being as aroused as this for a long time. Then suddenly she reached down and took hold of my cock, gently squeezing and massaging it. She leant on my shoulder and whispered, "I'd like to help you out tonight Baby."

She was stroking me now and somehow I managed to groan, "Oh wow Mum, that feels so good."

As she increased the tempo of her stroking I realised it was too late, "Oh fuck Mum, I'm going to... "

"Yes... cum for me Baby," she growled, "cum for me... let it go."

As the pleasure intensified in my groin, my knees almost gave way from under me. The feeling was beyond description as the first rope of semen leapt from my rod and splattered onto the shower screen. Then the second and third contractions added to the creamy mess as it began to slide slowly down the glass. "Ohhhhh, Wow!" I finally said.

"Oh Baby," Mum said, "I'm so glad I could help you."

I turned to face her with my cock slowly receding from its hardness. I wrapped both arms around her and said, "Thank you Mum, I needed that so badly."

"It was obvious!" She said.

"I love you so much Mum, I don't really know what to say."

We finished my shower without speaking and all the while my brain was cranking at a million miles and hour. 'Did that really happen?' I thought to myself. 

After we dried off we got into our pyjamas and joined Carly in the media room. I remember thinking Carly would be blown away if she realised what had happened. It was impossible to concentrate on television so I excused myself and headed for the sanctuary of my bedroom. I'd just managed to climb under the covers when there was a knock at the door. "Can I come in?" Mum called through the closed door. I said okay and she came in and sat on the edge of my bed. "I was worried Tony, you might feel uncomfortable about what happened tonight."

"It was a surprise Mum," I said, "but thank you. Obviously I'm not in a position to... well, do that for myself." 

"I'd realised that last night," she said, and went on to tell me she'd felt quite guilty after we showered the night before. "When I realised how aroused you were... and realised with your hands in plaster you couldn't do anything to remedy the situation, I felt as though I'd let you down in some way."

"Gee Mum, you shouldn't have felt like that." 

"I had no idea at the time what to do about it Tony, I was afraid to... you know... to touch you in that way. I realised there's no way an eighteen year old male can go six weeks without masturbating and ridding himself of his built up sexual tension."

"I did wonder about that myself Mum. I do get... you know... "

"Well, I decided to dispense with protocol and help you tonight. And the truth is Baby, I really enjoyed doing it for you. It set a fire inside me too, one I'll need to extinguish myself later in bed."

"You mean... "

"Tony, I haven't been with another man since your father and I separated and I have those sort of needs too. If you thought guys were the only ones masturbating, you'd be wrong." 

"I should have realised."

"It's okay. The reason I'm telling you this is because I'd like you to let me know how I can help you in this special way while you're incapable, so to speak, of helping yourself. There's no need to be shy about it because we've already broken the ice."

I dropped my head and stared at the bed covers trying to hide my blushing embarrassment. 

She asked, "Are there other times I can help you? Feel free to be open with me because I do understand your needs Baby. How often do you need it?"

I could barely answer, discussing masturbation with my mother seemed more than a little weird. I added, "It depends Mum, usually a couple of times a day but sometimes more." 

"I suspected so judging by the number of used tissues I find under your bed." She said with a wicked smile. 

I blushed and squirmed to hide my growing erection.

"Okay, I might not be able to help you out every time you get the urge, but shower time and mornings I can manage. Obviously there will be the time when I'm away that...!"

"I get it Mum."

"Are you okay now? It looks to me as though you could do with some help again." She said matter of factly. 

I would have loved her to stroke me off again but I thought it would be a bit much so I said, "No I'm fine Ma."

"See you in the morning and sweet dreams," she said before leaving.

I lay in bed for what seemed hours with my mind churning through the evenings events. I guessed not too many guys had had their mother jerk them off. The fact was it was extremely enjoyable and I was looking forward to our next session, maybe tomorrow morning. And with that thought I slipped into a deep sleep.



Helping Hands Ch. 03



"Cannonball!" 

In a blur of flesh and blue, and a thud from the diving board, Jay was airborne wrapping his arms around his legs plummeting to the middle of the pool. In an instant Cindy looked over just as her son's body broke through the water's surface in a large splash. He submerged beneath the choppy water and extended his arms and legs as his feet gently touched the bottom. With one quick push he shot back to the surface. With one quick motion Cindy knew that things had changed. 

It had been a little over two months since that day at the lake where such tragedy turned to a new awakening. Her son's hands were broken but it was the healing that restored a new love towards her son. As they settled back into a new home life they continued to explore each other, redefining a new mother and son intimacy. Cindy grew even more attached to her son than she ever thought possible. Her love for him excelled to new levels and she wanted to be with him all the time and share everything with him. She felt no mistrust from him, something she didn't have with her ex-husband. Her son was everything she wanted in a man, but she knew that this relationship, at least the way it is couldn't last forever. Her son was getting ready for college and he was starting to see a girl, his own age.

Cindy had been excited to see her son come home from their vacation trip with such enthusiasm and confidence. He started dating a girl named Kate who he'd known in high school. They were headed to the same local college only about an hour away and they bonded quickly. Cindy was torn. Jay wasn't a little boy anymore and he was heading out on his own. Cindy knew she couldn't nurture him as she once did, but she was glad that Jay had found someone so caring, open minded, smart, pretty and fun as Kate. They'd often go to the movies, and grab a bite to eat. Cindy was always amused at the innocent flirting that both of them engaged in. However, Cindy was curious on how Kate would take the fact that Jay was cheating on her, with his own mother! Or was it cheating, she thought. It probably meant more emotionally to me, Cindy thought, but for her son, it was a need. It was too confusing, Cindy knew. And Kate would probably never know about their intimate relationship anyway.

Jay had been eager to swim again in their pool once his bandages came off his hands. That time came yesterday evening when the doctor removed the dressings and gave him the go ahead. Jay was so giddy with excitement that he barely slept. He wanted to have a pool party the next day and Cindy agreed. He was on the phone most of the night calling his friends. Though, with each phone call, Cindy felt a twinge of emotional pain. She didn't know what would happen to their sexual exploits once his hands were free, but she felt that the time had come for them to stop. And with each friend he called, it felt as if more distance came between them. She watched his hands closely as they dialed the phone. Every time they touched something she melted inside. She wanted his hands to finally touch her. Maybe tonight she would finally have her son's hands to caress her body for one last time. Touch her and tease her. Her body began to tingle and she thought of ways of seducing her son for the evening. Nothing happened that night.  

Cindy looked through the kitchen window at the teenagers sitting around the pool. The boys were mostly playing in the water while the girls sat idly around in the chairs sunny themselves and giggling. Jay's girlfriend, Kate, sat with the girls and Cindy would catch her sneaking peaks at Jay as he played in the pool. It was cute, Cindy thought. She pulled another tray of sodas and walked out on the patio in her bathing suit to drop off the drinks to the party goers.

Only being about 20 years their senior, Cindy felt she was still very young at heart. She looked very young for her age at 39. Her slender, curvy body was well taken care of, and she enjoyed sporting a skimpy bathing suit. Her auburn hair complemented her charcoal grey bikini. Her breasts fit snugly into her top exposing her cleavage. She knew they would bounce firmly and seductively when she walked. Her close-fitting bottoms covered her tight rear-end that tantalizingly exposed the bottom of her ass, and the front of her bikini bottom thinly hid her feminine mound.

She walked to the table with the rest of the snacks to drop off the sodas. She felt the eyes of the boys scan her body up and down. She could feel them undress her with their eyes and she saw her son glance at her more than once with a devilish smile. The thought of her son looking at her with such strong sexual suggestions along with the rest of the boys made her weak at the knees. She bent over a little more to show off her ass. She knew what she was doing. Using the chrome polished tray as a mirror she could see the reflections of the boys now completely starring at her ass. As she bent she heard one of the boys gasp, "Oh." She smiled inside. Cindy lifted and went to the other side of the table to straighten out the snacks. She casually leaned forward to expose her cleavage to the sexually starved teenagers. The thrill of what she was doing to her son and the other boys really turned her on. Crazy thoughts pierced her sexually charged mind. What if I just strip down and jump in the pool naked, she thought. What if everyone stripped down naked? No, I just want Jay's hands on my body and I can't stand it any longer, she remembered. There was so much skin exposed she just wanted to shed everything off. The guys with tight, muscular chests in their long surfboard style trunks and the girls in their bikinis that strategically hid their forbidden zones. Cindy stood and went back to the house to settle herself.  This is too much, she thought. Her mind and body were sexually pent up and now she needed her son to "take care" of her. She walked upstairs to her office that had a window overlooking the pool. "Oh my," she said out loud watching her son and his hands. She sat in the chair and watched her son's friends move about. It wasn't long before the sexual urge overcame her and she leaned back in the chair. Her legs spread apart and she noticed how wet she was. Cindy's finger traced the outside of the bikini's fabric just over her clit. She imagined her son's finger touching her. She watched outside and was turned on even more so, knowing all those people were oblivious of what she was doing to herself in her office. Also, the thought of her getting off on watching her son and the other guys and girls excited her even more. 

Cindy gently slid her hands over her body, lightly touching her erogenous zones, on her shoulder, under her breasts and inside her thighs. She closed her eyes. She lingered at each area then returned, fantasizing about her son. Her hands moved slowly, touching her skin still warm from the sun. Slight moans escaped from her lips and she held her eyes shut and she undid her top. It fell to the floor leaving her breasts exposed. Her fingers ran down her neck and over her tits to her nipples. She softly flicked them and her back arched. "Ohhhhh," she let out.

Cindy's eyes suddenly opened as she heard a car door slam shut. She looked out at the pool and noticed most of the party was over and the people were leaving in their cars. How long have I been touching myself, she asked herself.  She was on the urge of orgasm and desperately wanted to finish. She watched as the last boy waved to her son and went around to his car. She saw that Jay was alone at last. She began to get up to open the window. This was it she thought, now would be the time for him to take me. 

I want him up here, Cindy knew. I'm going to rip his swimming trunks off and hungrily suck his cock and have him feel me all over. She moved the blinds and unlocked the window. I want to touch his chest and watch his face turn red with excitement. Cindy heaved the window and stuck her torso out the window hoping the site of her now bare breasts would further entice her son upstairs.

"Honey?!" she called down.

His eyes scanned for the source of his mother's call and he quickly spotted her hanging out of the window. His cock instantly began to stiffen at the site of his mother's uncovered tits. But then his eyes shifted suddenly to an area out of site. Cindy felt alarmed. She followed his visual line and there from the corner of the house young Kate stepped into view.

Kate instantly looked up and began to speak, "Hi Ms. ...." she cut off in mid sentence and stared up at her boyfriend's topless mother. Cindy felt her heart drop into her stomach and she pulled back into the window without saying another word. She fell back into the chair and closed her eyes. What am I doing, she thought. I'm getting careless, and I know Jay is now mortified. How is he going to explain himself? How am I going to explain myself?

But the sexual tension still lingered within Cindy as she crawled back to the window and gingerly peered through the corner to spy on Jay. She watched her son and Kate clean up around the pool, laughing and giggling. Cindy wasn't sure what Jay said to cover for scene that just occurred, but it was working. She watched Kate ease over to her son and give a full on kiss. Jay's hands fell to her butt and gave a squeeze then one found its way inside her bikini bottom. He began caressing her ass as their lips locked together. Cindy felt her own pussy tingle once more. 

Jay's hand slid up Kate's back and found the string holding her top on. With his hand he hooked his finger and released the tension that held Kate's breasts. He lifted up the top baring Kate's petite tits. "Oh my God," Cindy muttered. She couldn't believe how turned on she was watching her son touch Kate. Kate's breasts were smaller than her own but were perky and youthful. Her nipples were erect and Jay lowered his lips to them giving them a quick suck. She pulled back with a smile and pointed to the house. Cindy shot back out of view. 

Quickly Cindy pulled down her bottoms and began working her clit and penetrated her pussy with her finger. "Oh yessss," she said out loud. Her mind craved for her son's touch but her body couldn't keep restrained. The site of Kate and Jay put Cindy over the edge. She quickly orgasmed as she vigorously fucked her finger. "Oh yes, oh yes, oh I want you Jay, my darling," she said, straining not to raise her voice too loud. She collapsed on the floor sprawled out breathing heavily. She laid there for a few moments longer before she knew she had to confront the situation.

Cindy gathered her swim suit and was putting them on when she her Kate's car start up. She ran to the other side of the house to watch Kate and her son in the passenger side drive away. She felt like crying.

It had been several days since the incident with the window and every day Jay avoided Cindy's attempts to explain herself and sulked off. Cindy felt horrible, but her lust was uncontrollable over Jay. She wanted him and needed him and now she ruined their taboo relationship. Or was it that Jay no longer needed her. Jay spent most of the day with Kate and she knew that they were close if not already having a sexual relationship. Cindy felt dumped but could understand why Jay didn't want to have anything more with her sexually. She didn't have any resentment for Kate either. Kate was a great girl for her son and always treated Cindy with respect. Kate was a confident young woman who probably made her mother feel proud, Cindy thought.

The kitchen door slammed shut and Cindy watched as her son headed to the pool to lay around and occasionally dive in for a swim. It had been a routine for the past couple of days and one Cindy looked forward to. She headed to her office once again, knowing that if she couldn't have him, she could always fantasize about him. 

Her hand reached down her pants feeling the warmth of her womanhood. She unsnapped her pants and sat in her chair facing the window, readying herself to touch herself all over, when the phone rang. She quickly looked at the caller ID and noticed it was Kate. Now is the time to explain myself, Cindy thought. She picked up the phone and exchanged pleasantries with her son's girlfriend.

"I wanted to explain myself the other day," Cindy started. She hesitated. She really didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry, I was just teasing Jay," she continued. My God, that didn't sound right at all, she thought. "No, I mean, not like that..."

"That's OK, Ms....." Kate tried to interject but Cindy cut her off.

"Please call me Cindy. I just need to explain myself," Cindy said.

"No, it's OK..." Kate hesitated, "Cindy." Cindy knew it was difficult for Kate to call her by her first name. Kate continued. "Jay told me all about you two. It's really cool."

"Oh?" Cindy was taken aback. What in the world did Jay say to Kate, Cindy wondered, and why hadn't Jay talked to me about it. Was he upset with me? He didn't seem that upset, she thought.

"Well, Cindy, if you could tell Jay that I'll be over this evening, that would be fantastic," Kate continued without missing a beat.

Cindy promised Kate she would relay the message and hung up the phone. Jay was drying himself off when his mother appeared by the pool and told him to expect his girlfriend later that evening.

"Are you going to be around, Mom?" Jay said while rubbing his hair.

Cindy felt hurt. "Do you want me around?" she asked.

"Well, sure Mom. I know you have to go to that Homeowners meeting tonight and didn't know what time you'd be back." Jay said.

Ah, the truth comes out, Cindy thought. Jay wants some alone time with Kate. "Yes, honey, I do have that meeting tonight but I'll be home afterwards."

"That's great Mom, I can't wait," Jay said and bounded off inside.

Can't wait for what, Cindy asked herself. Was he being smug and can't wait for Kate and him to be alone, or maybe he wanted me there by myself. The thought made butterflies flutter in her tummy. That evening she'd put on a pair of her black thong panties and matching bra. She would put on a show for her son that he'd never forget if his intentions were to be with her. 

The meeting was uneventful. A couple of neighbors complained of the landscaping around the front entrance of the subdivision, and one guy kept on going about how much the dues were but Cindy's mind didn't focus on the meeting. She was counting down the minutes until the meeting was over and she could finally get with her son. It had been such a long time she thought. Her mind drifted into imagining their bodies intertwined when she heard the stupid mallet slam against the table to adjourn the meeting. How they take this so seriously, she thought. As she got up to go she noticed that the meeting ended about 45 minutes early. 

Her heart raced and she had decided to walk to the recreation center for the meeting instead of drive. She quickly walked back home and tried not to run. Her mind was racing and her heart thumping more with anticipation than from the brisk walk. She entered the open garage and walked to the door leading to the kitchen which in turn opened to the living room. She heard voices from inside. She placed her ear up to the door and heard her son's voice along with Kate's. She carefully opened the door a crack and looked in not really knowing why. She would have to wait to be alone with Jay.

There laying on the couch, Kate was naked. Her young body rested comfortably, her legs spread out with her feet on the floor. Her short brown hair barely rested on her shoulders. She smiled down at the figure below. There between her legs Cindy's son was nude as well. He sat up touching down Kate's beautiful skin. Small goose bumps appeared over a well tanned tummy. Cindy could see that Kate's nipples were hard. "Oh I can't wait to have this," Jay told her, as his hands circled down to a bald pussy. Cindy was heartbroken. Her son didn't want her after all, but she couldn't take her eyes off of her son and Kate. "Stand up," Kate commanded. Her son complied and stood. His erect cock stood straight out. Kate's eyes watched her son's penis slightly bob as he stood. "Do you like to have that sucked on?" Kate asked. Cindy couldn't believe what she was hearing. She remembered her son's first blowjob. How she watched his face redden and strain with pleasure. His body contorted as she gave him his most intense sexual pleasure he'd had. 

"Yes I do," Jay said, "but it's hard to top the first person who sucked on it."

Oh my God, he's referring to me, she thought. "Is that so," Kate said, "and who was that?"

"You know who, I told you already," Jay said.

Kate began to lightly touch his cock and dabbed a finger on his pre-cum. His eyes followed her finger that went sensually to her mouth and she sucked on her finger hard. Cindy's juices were beginning to flow. The moment was happening so fast. The sexual atmosphere was overwhelming her. Cindy felt exposed in the open garage, although no house had a direct view inside, but she felt adventurous tonight left over from her desire to perform for her son. She wanted to touch herself again. 

Kate leaned forward and held Jay's cock in her hands and held out her tongue where she slowly licked the underside of his cock. Jay's head rolled back, and he let out a deep moan. Cindy couldn't take it any longer and pulled down her own pants. She then lifted off her shirt and stood in her garage just wearing her thong panties and racy black bra. Cindy felt even mores sexually free outside watching the sex unfold in front of her eyes in a voyeur's conquest. Kate then took his cock deep into her mouth and again slowly pulled it out sucking it hard. Jay's knees buckled before he regained himself, his hands resting on the back of Kate's head for stability. 

Cindy held the door open with one hand and tried to pull off her bra with the other but was struggling to get the bra free. She quietly closed the door and now used both hands to unsnap the under garment. The black bra that was intended for her son was unsnapped and fell to the garage floor. Cindy now knew the sexual relationship between her son was over but that didn't stop her from watching her son with another woman. She kneeled down on her knees and spread her legs for a more comfortable position. The night air was still and Cindy felt so naughty in the somewhat open environment. She began touching her breasts with both hands, pinching her nipples and pulling them. The sensation felt wonderful down her body. Her own hands cupped her breasts as she kneaded them playfully. Cindy wanted to slide her fingers under her panties and open the door with the other in just a few moments. She couldn't wait to see her son ready to cum and also watch as her son made little Kate orgasm. 

Cindy's eyes were closed and her hands massaged her breasts when the garage door opened quickly. Cindy's eyes shot open and there in the doorway, Kate stood fully clothed in the shirt and shorts she had on earlier. Humiliation instantly overcame Cindy. Was this all a dream with her son and girlfriend going at it, and now a nightmare, Cindy thought.

"Cindy? You're home." Kate said starring down at Jay's naked mother. 

"I, ah, I," Cindy couldn't speak.

Jay quickly came to the door. "Mom! Get in here!" he barked. Cindy started to cover up and grab for her clothes. "No, Mom we don't want the neighbors to see you like this," he said and seized his mother's arm and pulled her inside. Cindy was consumed with humiliation as her son pushed her to the couch. "Sit down, Mom, this is twice now that's Kate's seen your naked tits! What were you doing in the garage?"

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," Cindy began tearing up inside. She had to get over this mother and son relationship. It would ruin her son and herself. Cindy sat down on the couch covering her eyes.




Helping Hands Ch. 03



Joe held his hands on the back of his sister's head. Shelly's long blonde hair felt like silk underneath his fingers. Her mouth was wrapped around the head of his cock. She was sucking on its mushroom head like a giant lollipop. He couldn't believe she could even get her little mouth around its girth, but somehow she managed it. One of her hands was stroking his shaft slowly but deliberately. Her other hand was cupping and massaging his freshly shaven balls; her delicate fingers rubbing his smooth flesh. She looked up at him with her light blue eyes and seemed to give him permission.

Joe pushed down on her head and was amazed as his cock started to disappear down her throat. He had seen girls deep throat guys before in the videos, but never had he experienced this. The sensation of his cock clasped in such a tight warm place was unbelievable. And to see that it was his tiny five foot nothing, hundred pound, sister that was taking his cock down her throat was even more unbelievable.

He was almost halfway inside now and still she looked up at him with approval. She slid his cock slowly out of her mouth with a plop and took a deep breath. Next she took a big mouthful of her spit and dribbled it on his cock. She stroked it in hard mixing it with the pre-cum that was oozing out of his cock. 

"You like that don't you big brother. You like it when your dirty little sister takes that big cock of yours and shoves it down her throat don't you?" She continued jerking him off as she spoke. Her little hand pumping his hard cock up and down, easily sliding in the gooey, wet mess of saliva and pre-cum. The look on her face was pure lust.

All he could do was nod. The scene before him was so unreal.

Quickly she grabbed his cock with both hands and shoved it down her throat. First its big, swollen head, next half of its thick shaft, until finally it had all disappeared and her little red lips were resting at the base of his bare shaft. She then pulled it out again, and sucked on his head while jerking off his shaft, all the while his balls were attended to by her soft nimble hands. Back down she took him in one swoop. Joe thought that he would pass out from the ecstasy of it all. 

She pulled him out again and continued to jerk him off deliberately. She stared at her brother like a wild animal. He didn't notice it before, but she was topless. Her milky white breasts were about the size and shape of tennis balls, and they had the same shape. On the tips of each perky globe was a dark red nipple that was fully erect. Her nipples looked huge on her tiny breasts.

"Are you ready to cum for your sister? She is a dirty little slut that needs your cum."

All he could do was nod again.

She was jerking him off very rapidly now. He was so close. Suddenly he felt her other hand leave his balls. Before he could wonder what she was doing he felt a slight pressure of her forefinger on his asshole. He was going over the edge. His cock began to pulsate. His legs stiffened. Just as he felt the first wave of orgasm, he felt her finger push deep into his anus finding his prostate. He began to cum.

His sister deep throated him again, just as he began to shoot what felt like buckets of cum down her throat. Wave after wave of cum he shot down her throat and she seemed to swallow every drop. 

Finally after the last warm salvo coated his sister's throat, he felt her pull up off of his cock. 

His thick white cum was all around her mouth, but she didn't bother to wipe it away. She just smiled at her brother. Then, she stood and approached him. 

" Now, it's my turn to cum all over you."

And with that she swung her leg over his head and began to lower her perfectly shaven little pussy down to his face. He could see her smooth pussy lips glistening with moisture. He marveled at how far they hung from her little slit. He opened his mouth to take them into his mouth when...

A loud knock woke him from his dream. Another loud knock on his door and then his sister calling.

"Wake up Joe. It's time for dinner and your bath."

"Shit it was all a dream." He thought. 

He opened his eyes to the petite frame of his sister walking in. She was wearing jean shorts that were way too short and a tight white tank top that was squeezing her tiny breasts. 

"Shit she isn't even wearing a bra. What a tease." Joe thought as he focused on two rather large bumps in the tank top's fabric.

"Come on Joe, you lazy bum. You need to eat up and then take a bath." His sister sat her cute little figure at the edge of his bed. She was carrying a tray with what looked like some kind of soup. 

"Not fuck'n soup again." Joe thought to himself.

Joe tried to scoot his massive frame up so that he could eat, but his casts were so damn heavy that he was struggling. Shelly grabbed a pillow, put it behind his torso to pull him up to a sitting position. She grabbed the tray and reached to put it on his lap so that he could eat, but was blocked by a large tent that Joe was pitching up into the sheets.

"Fuck Joe. You got another hard-on? What the heck were you dreaming about?"

His sister looked him in the eye and then smiled an easy smile.

"Great, now I have to slide you down, put up a sheet, and jerk you off so that you can eat. And your soup will probably get cold by then."

Shelly reached for Joe's hips and began to pull him down.

Joe was not going to let this opportunity pass. He had enjoyed a few sessions of his sister jerking him off by this point. It was their only solution to the fact that his upper body was in casts, and his cock kept getting erect. And every time she would put up a sheet so he couldn't see what she was doing and jerked him off. He wasn't complaining mind you, but a man needs images. He was dying to watch his sister jerk him off. Dying to watch female hands manipulating his member. Dying to see the look on her face as she pumped his shaft. He had already inadvertently seen her getting moist after she jerked him off, but now he wanted to see her face as she did the deed. He wanted to see her reaction as his big cock erupted cum.

"You could just jerk me off like this. I mean, the sheet was a good idea, but I don't think It's necessary. I totally understand this is a medical necessity, and you are just filling that need as my nurse."

He looked up at her with his big brown eyes and she couldn't find a hole in his logic.

"Alright, I guess that makes sense. It's not as if we haven't both seen your dick by now."

And with one quick pull, Shelly pulled Joe's cover to the side revealing his raging hard on. 

"Shit, I forgot the lube." Shelly said and turned and bent over to grab some lube that she had begun to keep in the bedside dresser drawer. As she bent over her jean shorts rode in the crack between her apple of an ass.

"Fuck what a cut little ass." Joe thought. " I would love to bend her over and slip in my cock. " Joes cock twitched at the thought.

After what seemed like an eternity Shelly came up with some lube, looked Joe in the eye, and then opened the bottle and poured lube into her hand and then rubbed her two hands together. She looked up at Joe as she rubbed her hands.

"Let's see how quickly we can drain this poor cock of all its cum. Be aware, my hands will be a bit cold at first" Excited to again handle his stiff tool, she grabbed his cock hard with both hands. Joe gasped at the sensation. A bit of pre-cum oozed out of his mushroom head.

"Now be a good patient and relax, and let nurse Thompson take care of you."

Joe's eyes were closed as he relished the sensation of his sister's two little hands working his big cock. The lube she was using was allowing her hands to quickly and easily slide up and down his shaft.

"Fuck that feels so good!" Joe exclaimed without even realizing it. Then he slowly opened his eyes, remembering that he could finally watch his sister jerk him off. Once his eyes gained focus, he saw his sister's big blue eyes staring at him. She smiled as he looked at her, and then looked down at her hands working his hard cock.

"You must have been having a really good dream. Your cock is hard as steel." Shelly told her brother as she continued jacking him off. She brought her left hand up to his cock head and began giving it special attention. Her brother let out an audible moan. He was now staring at his sister working his cock. It looked huge in her tiny hands. His gaze rose from her busy hands to her chest. Her little breasts look so cute as they shook with each of her strokes on his cock. He would love to see them freed from their cloth prison and take one of her hard nipples in his mouth and suck it. Her nipples were so hard now. 

Joe could feel his balls clenching up. He knew he was going to cum soon. His sister had become so good at milking him. At first she was clumsy, but now she was jerking his cock almost as well as he could. 

His gaze found its way up to her beautiful face. Her electric blue eyes were intently watching his cock being stroked. Some of her golden blonde hair had fallen over her face. Her cheeks looked flushed. He couldn't tell if she was getting turned on or just overheated as she worked so hard and focused on his cock. If he was more perceptive, he would have noticed how her lips had plumped with arousal.

"Shit Shell! I am going to cum. Grab the rag." 

Ever since the first time Shelly had milked her brother's cock and forgotten to have something ready to clean him up, she had always made sure to have a rag ready to catch his seed. In her haste today she had forgotten the rag.

"Shit Joe I forgot it. Hold on a ..." But it was too late. Just as Shelly was talking her brother grunted and she could feel his cock swell between her hands. It convulsed and shot a huge wad of cum right at her face. All Shelly could do was close her eyes instinctively. She felt something hot hit her directly on her right eyebrow. Then another glob of hot goo splashed onto the top of her right cheek. She gasped as she was hit and then it happened. I big wad of her brother's cum hit her half on her lips, and half into her mouth. She had tasted her brother's cum before, dipping her finger in a pool of his semen and tasting it, but this was an entirely new sensation. She closed her mouth around a hot gob of her brother seed. She relished the flavor. She wondered what it would be like to have that eruption take place in her mouth. Maybe she would try, the next time she put the sheet up. She continued to be pelted by his seed.

She was startled back to reality by her brother's laughter. "Oh shit Shell, I covered you. What happened to the rag?"

Shelly tried to open her eyes, but her right eye was completely glued shut. Cum dripped from her lips and covered almost her entire face.

"You have to have the most cum in the world Joe." Shelly said as she reached down for his blanket at started to wipe her face. "I'll clean your sheets after you have your bath." 

"That was so hot Shelly. Something about watching you do that makes it that much more enjoyable. I hope that's not wrong, but that's the way I feel."

Joe was going for it. He was tired of all of these questions bouncing around in his head, and the sight of his sister jerking him to orgasm was the last straw. He was going to see how far he could take this odd arrangement.

"Do you ever. You know, do that to yourself Shell?"

Now the question was out there.

Shelly was still wiping her face clean of her brother's cum when she answered.

"Well if I had a dick I might." She started to giggle making her little breasts bounce adorably.

"You know what I mean. Do you ever make yourself cum like you make me cum?" Joe rephrased.

The question hung in the air for a bit before Shelly dared to answer it. What was her brother up to? Why was he asking her? What did he want? She had to admit that having her brother watch her jerk him off and cum had really turned her on. She could feel that her pussy was sopping wet, and that it needed attention pronto. Even now she was leaning her crotch a bit more into the bed post than was needed.

"Well of course I do." She finally answered. 

"Doesn't everybody? "

"How often do you?" He asked as she paused for a second.

"I don't know. Every once in a while." Shelly voice cracked as she answered.

"When was the last time?" Joe asked her steadily.

Shelly was not about to tell her brother that the last time she masturbated was last night after jerking him off. In fact every time she jerked him off these past few days she would have to take care of herself afterward.

"When I was researching how to jerk you off, I looked up some videos, and watching all of those cocks being stroked until they came got me excited. So I did then," she lied to her brother.

A silence hung in the room. Finally Joe decided he had nothing to lose. "Can you show me Shell? I mean you have seen me erupt so many times, and I have never seen a girl do that. What's the big deal after all we have been through?"

Shelly just stared at her brother. She couldn't believe he was actually asking her to masturbate in front of him. He did have a point. She had seen him erupt over a dozen times now, but this seemed different. This seemed much more intimate. Still she was yearning to touch herself. Her pussy was aching to be touched, and she wouldn't get to take care of herself until much later.

Joe could see the hesitation on his sister's face. He knew that he had to give her a good reason to cave. He was hoping that her thoughts were clouded enough by lust to drop her little shorts and show him that magnificent little pussy he had imagined a thousand times that was hiding from him.

"Just think of it as a medical lesson Shell. Come on, what's the big deal? It would only be fair that you got to cum every once in a while too. " 

Joe had thrown every argument he could think of at his sister.

"Fine, but just this once. And I am only doing it so that you will be better equipped to actually keep a girlfriend for once. I don't want to be stuck taking care of you the next time you get into an accident."

Shelly was justifying what she was about to do as much for herself as she was for him. In truth, she was so horny, she just had to take care of herself. And the thought of having her brother be the first person ever to watch her touch herself was increasing her arousal level. 

She stood up, grabbed a chair and pulled it to the edge of the bed. She stood at the foot of the bed with her hands on her hips.

"This is where my vagina lives," Shelly said, teasingly pointing out the obvious.

Joe was blown away. Instantly his sister's nimble hands unzipped her tight jean shorts revealing her bright orange panties. She hooked her thumbs on the waistband of her shorts and carefully wiggled out of their tight confines. The front of her panties were darkened with her juices, and her engorged pussy lips were outlined by the sheer fabric of her panties. Some of the fabric had lodged in her pussy and created a bit of a "camel toe". Shelly looked down and noticed the dark spot. She had to say something.

"I guess I need some release too."

She grabbed the tiny waistband of her panties and quickly stepped out of them and stood naked from the waist down in front of her brother.

"Holy shit Shell. You are totally shaved." Joe said more to himself than anything.

"Of course. You are not the only one silly." She answered as she nervously moved her hand in front of herself. Her hand grazing her large pussy lips sent a shock-wave up her entire body.

"Come on Joe, have you been with anyone who didn't shave?" Shelly asked as she plopped her little frame into the over-sized plush chair.

"Well, some had hair."

"Ya, but not around here." Shelly traced the outline of her bare pussy. "All girls shave down here at least, unless they are hippies or something." She moved her hand above her dark pink pussy lips grazing them as she went. They glistened with moisture. "Some girls leave a patch or something up here." She rubbed the area above her pussy. "But I shave it too because my hair is so fine and sparse there it just looks funny." 

Joe was mesmerized by the sight in front of him. He couldn't believe that his little sister was giving him a lesson on pussy care.

Shelly put her legs up on the big plush chair and spread them out a bit. "First what I like to do is rub my pussy lips." Her hand grazed her dark pink lips. Up and down it moved. Slowly and softly at first, but she was so turned on that soon she was applying more pressure.

"You want to be gentle at first, but as you feel her getting turned on Joe, you can apply a little more pressure."

"How will I know if she is getting turned on?" 

"Wow Joe! No wonder a hot guy with a big dick like yours can't keep a girlfriend for more than a couple of weeks. There are a few signs that your girl is getting turned on. Her face might get flushed. Her breathing might become faster. Her lips will get bigger, and the obvious one is that she starts getting all wet." Shelly was fairly vigorously rubbing her pussy as she talked, and her breathing had become very deep and measured.

"So guessing from your soaked panties you are pretty turned on." Joe chuckled

"All women get turned on when they stroke a big cock." Shelly answered.

"Now shut up and pay attention you big lug. Another sign that a woman is getting excited is that her pussy lips get much bigger and open up a bit. It's as if they are inviting your cock inside. See."

Shelly quickly jumped up and stood in front of her brother. "See how big my lips are now. When I am not turned on, you can barely see them. My pussy is just a little slit then."

Shelly sat back down. "Another sign is the clit. It stands up and gets hard like a little dick. I hope to god you know where the clit is." She slouched a bit in the big chair and started to rub her clit. "Oh," she let out a soft moan. She was so turned on. She knew that a huge orgasm was coming on soon. She put one of her legs up on the arm of the chair spreading her pussy. 

"Right up here, the clit hides under its hood. See?" She spread her pussy with her fingers exposing her hard little clit. She was rubbing it vigorously now, and her other hand had subconsciously gone up to her left breast and squeezed it.

Joe was going insane with lust. He could not believe the sight before his eyes. His gorgeous little sister was vigorously rubbing her sweet little pussy for him, unfortunately he had two problems. His dick felt like it was going to explode and he couldn't move his casted arms to relieve himself. Also, his sister had slid down a bit in her chair, and he could barely see her pussy anymore. She slid down a bit as she was really getting into it, and he completely lost sight of her bald little pussy.

Shelly opened her eyes . She had completely forgotten where she was. She was on the verge of orgasm. It took her a while to process what her brother said, and then a sinister idea popped into her head. "OK, I will kneel by my patient's head so he can see up close what a woman's orgasm looks like. Hopefully it's not your first."

She jumped up to her feet and bound to the side of the bed. As she walked by she noticed his once again rock hard cock. She boldly reached out and grabbed it. 

"Shoot we are going to have to take care of this again, but I get to cum first ."

Shelly hopped onto the bed and scooted on her knees until her sopping pussy was inches from her brother's face.

"Is this close enough for you, you pervert?" Shelly giggle then reached down and spread her pussy for her brother. Can you see my clit now Joe.?" 

Joe looked up at the tiny nub at the top of her pussy. He wanted nothing more than to taste it. His cock ached, and he could feel pre-cum oozing from his member again.

He could hear the slopping sound of her rubbing her pussy and he could smell the musky odor of sex. "God I am getting close Joe. To put me over the edge, I love to rub my g-spot. I reach in with two fingers, and bend up to this bump that feels so amazing. It gives me a different orgasm than my clit."




Helping Hands Ch. 03



While one hand rubbed her clit in circles, she slipped two fingers into her now gaping cunt and reached up behind her clit to that spongy spot that made her cum harder than anything. She gasped as her fingers found the spot and then began to rub it up and down.

"I am going to cum. Fuck! Fuck Joe!" She screamed. She could feel her brother's breath on her cunt she was so close to him. She rubbed faster and harder until she felt the familiar bliss erupt from deep within.

"Ohhhh!!! She groaned as her massive orgasm began. She ripped her hand out of her pussy while continuing to rub her clit. She was going to pay her brother back.

His eyes grew wild as he saw her throw her head back. She looked so tall kneeling over him. His gaze went back to her pussy as her hand pulled out. He could see her entire midsection twitch and then it happened.

The first wave of her cum sprayed forth hitting Joe right in the mouth. She coated his gaping mouth with her nectar. The next burst covered his nose and he was buried in her scent. The last burst hit him in the eye and he instinctively closed his eyes as the clear substance doused his face.

Shelly's legs gave out with the power of her orgasm, and she fell forward onto her brother. She could feel the stubble on his face against her sensitive pussy lips as she convulsed in wave after wave of orgasm. 

Joe could feel what little weight that she had on his face. He could barely breathe and he couldn't do anything about it since he couldn't move his arms. He could feel his sister's now sloppy pussy on his left cheek. He turn his head slowly and he felt her slick pussy lips brush across his dry lips. He inhaled deeply the scent of his sister's pussy. He paused for a second, and then slowly stuck out his tongue and licked her pussy in one long stroke from bottom to top. He was about to lick it back down when he was interrupted by his sister's panicked voice.

"Joe? What the hell are you doing!"



Helping Hands Ch. 03



"We need to talk, Mom." Jay said in a soothing tone. He sat down beside her, then Cindy felt Kate sit down on the other side. 

"I'm so sorry Jay, I don't know what's come over me, honey," Cindy started to cry. "I need to get some clothes on, I feel so ashamed."

"No Mom you don't. This has gone on long enough," Jay said and pushed his mother against the backside of the couch. Cindy clutched her breasts over her nipples for a string of decency. "Move you hands NOW, Mom," Jay commanded. Cindy was devastated, humiliated, and felt guilty. She did what she was told and starred down at them with tears rolling down her face.

"Wow, you have very nice breasts Cindy," Kate commented.

What, Cindy thought. Did she hear that correctly? "I'm sure you can touch them if you want, I don't think my mom will mind," Jay said out loud to Kate. Cindy looked up confused as a warm feminine hand reached out to touch her breast. The touch felt reassuring, but Cindy was still uneasy and ashamed. Jay's hand reached out to touch the other one and Cindy audibly gasped at his touch. His hand finally touching her skin. Both hands began massaging and caressing her tits. The sensation was overpowering and Cindy dared not move. She didn't know what to do. What game were they playing with me, she asked herself.

"Is this what you wanted Mom? For someone to touch your tits? Are you a slut Mom? Isn't that what you called yourself in the cabin?" Jay asked. "You're just about naked in front of your son and his girlfriend and we're playing with your tits. Is that what you want?"

Cindy wanted to cry or plead with her son to continue. She desperately wanted Jay to touch her. "Answer me, Mom," Jay said.

"Yes," Cindy said quietly.

"To which question, Mom?" Jay asked again.

"Yes, to all of them," she finally let out. The hands on both her breasts gently squeezed and fondled her. And then it was Kate who first pinched Cindy's nipple. Cindy let out a breath of air. "I think you like another girls' touch," Jay said. Cindy had never experienced another woman before and it really never crossed her mind. As much as she justified a mother son relationship she thought a woman, woman relationship forbidden. She looked now at Kate as a daughter she never had. How wrong am I making this to be, she thought. But she couldn't stop what she was feeling right now. Kate leaned forward and put her lips around Cindy's nipple. Jay followed right behind.

"Oh my, oh wow, oh," Cindy said fearful her son and Kate would stop at any moment. She had never felt two people touching her like that before. 

"Mommy," Jay said, "You took care of me, now it's my turn to take care of you."

Cindy had a small orgasm just from hearing her son's reassurance. Her body eased as she looked down at the two teenagers eagerly sucking and licking her breasts. Two sets of mouths wanting to pleasure her. Her body tingled and a strong feeling from her nipples raced to her pussy. Cindy almost began crying with pleasure but held back. Jay leaned away and began stripping down, removing his clothes. He wasn't wearing his boxers which explained how the two were able to be quickly dressed when they showed up at the garage door. Cindy eyed her son's rigid cock and reached out for it with her hand. She was unsure how Kate would react but Kate simply looked up and smiled. 

Jay eased back to the couch and parted his legs. "Mom, would you suck me like you did at the cabin? It was so incredible, Mom." Jay asked. 

"Yes, honey," Cindy replied and moved to the floor, watching as Kate removed the last piece of her own clothing. Cindy noted how beautiful Kate looked, her small perky breasts and shaved pussy matched her innocent smile. Cindy positioned herself between Jay's legs and took a hold of his cock. Her mouth inched forward at slid down his shaft. Her mouth sucked over his cock. "Oh, Mommy, that feels so good," Jay let out. Jay's cock felt so right in her mouth. She knew of its texture, of Jay's more sensitive areas, and what he really enjoyed. 

Cindy was overjoyed that she was giving her son another blowjob and that she was once again gong to be sexually active with him. She leaned forward and lightly hummed sending vibrations down his shaft. Her mouth caressed his cock slowly, concentrating on his reactions. Cindy was engrossed with her son's cock but felt a set of hands attempting to pull off her thongs. She knew it was Kate's small, delicate hands. Cindy raised up her butt so her son's girlfriend could remove the last shred of clothing. Cindy thought that Kate wanted to witness the mother and son fuck in front of her. Cindy looked up to see if her son was ready but his eyes were fixated on both her blowjob and his girlfriend. Cindy then felt Kate's hands tracing the sides of her ass and gently rubbing it. It felt good and was surprised at Kate's aggression. Cindy had never dared to touch another girl like that before. Kate's hands continued to rub over Cindy's bent over rear.

Cindy's hands held onto the base of Jay's cock and she lowered her mouth deep down his shaft. Her tongue flicked and licked at his cock deep in her mouth. Suddenly, Cindy felt Kate's head bury between her ass and begin to lick at her pussy. Cindy's eyes widened with the unexpected pleasure, her son's cock deep in her mouth. She didn't know what to do. She wanted to continue to suck her son's cock, but was hesitant to have another girl lick her. 

Jay watched his mother's expression as Kate dove down between her legs. He almost exploded when he watched his mother's eyes just about pop out of her head. "Oh God, Mom, oh you have to slow down I'm going to cum to soon. That was so hot," Jay yelled. It was the most erotic thing he had ever witnessed, seeing his girlfriend eat his mother from behind while his mom sucked him. Cindy eased off his cock and moved to his balls careful not to make her son cum too soon. She slowly licked and played with his balls in her mouth and turned her attention to what Kate was doing to her.

The young, light brunette strained her mouth towards Cindy's pussy. Her tongue lapped over Cindy's clit and down her slit. Cindy was spell bounded at how she felt at the moment. Her son's young girlfriend was so eager to pleasure her but Cindy would never have dared to dream of getting off by another woman. Cindy found herself gently grinding her pussy to meet Kate's tongue. It felt so right, so good. Then Kate's tongue lapped against Cindy's other hole. The sensation felt foreign to her. Maybe it was just a mistake, Cindy thought, as she started to mimic Kate tongue movements with her own against Jay's balls. But again, Kate's tongue found Cindy's asshole and began circling it. Jay's mother's eyes again popped out and she let out another moan.

"Oh yes, sweetheart, oh that feels so good," Cindy said between licks of her own. Jay was withering with ecstasy on the couch watching the his mother and Kate. Cindy had always wanted to be touched there but her husband had never ventured to her asshole. A secret fantasy came true for Cindy and she was ready to cum. She bucked back and forth over Kate's face. 

"Yes, sweetheart, oh you are so good to me," Cindy let out, "I'm cumming, oh my I'm cumming!" She felt Kate's tongue brush over her rose bud while her finger rubbed her clit.  It was enough to send Cindy over the edge and cum hard. Cindy pressed her face into her son's cock as she enjoyed the orgasm by Kate.

Kate retreated and Jay moved over allowing the attention to his aching cock to simmer down. Jay literally shook with sexual anticipation unable to comprehend the eroticism he was experiencing. Cindy sat down on the floor regaining her composure. She turned to Jay's girlfriend. "I've never experienced that before, Kate," she smiled. Kate replied with her own smile, "Anytime."

Jay moved to the far side of the couch, his cock throbbing on its own. He knew he would cum instantly if one of the women even came close to his cock. He wanted to prolong the experience as long as possible. "Kate, would you please sit next to me?" he asked, patting the cushion beside him. She happily sat next to him.

Cindy thought Jay wanted to fuck his girlfriend. Cindy was somewhat disappointed only in a small selfish way. She wanted his cock, but knew he must be interested in Kate's shaved pussy. Kate smiled up at Jay playfully and spread her legs. "You want this?" she asked Jay. Jay smiled back. "Yes I do!"

Jay turned to his mother, "Mom, do you want my cock in you like before?"

Cindy blushed but replied with a yes. Jay took the opportunity farther, "Mom are you a slut?"

"Yes," said Cindy getting aroused even more.

"So you want my cock and you are a slut?" Jay asked again.

Yes, yes I am, Jay, I want your cock so bad. And I'm a naughty slut for you," Cindy was enjoying herself.

"I want to fuck you on all fours, Mom," Jay said as he got up and moved behind his mother. Cindy assumed the position and was eager for her son to penetrate her. She looked up at Kate who sat on the couch watching. Poor Kate she thought, she is not getting any attention. Cindy thought she might ask Jay to eat Kate out. Cindy found the thought erotic watching her son lick a girl's pussy right in front of her. Cindy felt Jay's hands on the back of her ass. Oh, they feel so good, Cindy thought.

"Mom, before you get my cock, you need to take care of Kate," Jay said. Jay's hands pushed Cindy forward and Kate spread her legs wider. Cindy's face went directly towards Kate's bald pussy. Horror suddenly filled Cindy. She had despised the notion the go down on another woman and now she starred blankly at Kate's soft curves. Cindy hesitated trying to look for a way out.

"Lick her you slut," Jay demanded and a hard slap came across Cindy's ass. It shocked her, terrified her and greatly turned her on. Another slap came, this time harder and painful. Cindy again starred at Kate. She was so pretty, and her shaven pussy was exciting but she wasn't about the lick it. A third spank came harder yet and made Cindy yelp. It stung hard. Cindy quickly determined her only option. She dove her face into Kate's snatch.

"Yes Cindy, yes Cindy," Kate said aloud feeling her boyfriend's mother begin to lick her clit. Kate spread her legs even more and started touching her breasts. "Oh Cindy," she said.

Jay's mother couldn't begin to imagine ever doing this. She really didn't know what to do. Cindy licked around Kate's clitoris, tasting another woman for the first time. She was nervous. She followed Kate coos and moans and thought of what made her feel wonderful and tongued Kate the same way. Kate began almost bucking instantly into Cindy mouth. Cindy found encouragement for Kate repeating her name and holding her head against her pussy. Cindy licked over it, sucking and playing. It was driving Kate wild. 

A cock inserted between Cindy legs. Jay thrust his cock into his mother clutching the sides of her ass. Cindy muffled a moan as her face remained buried in Kate's mound. Jay fucked hard, his cock unable to restrain holding back much longer. Cindy felt her ass being pound from behind, her pussy filled with her son's incredible cock. Kate raised her legs offering her asshole still somewhat tucked between her ass cheeks and the sofa. Cindy couldn't turn her down and her tongue explored below licking underneath Kate's pussy to her asshole. Cindy nose ground into Kate's clit and her tongue lapped below. 

Cindy own body was beginning to explode into another orgasm. All three were moaning loudly. They were enjoying the sensations that each were delivering and watching the other perform. It was Kate who first shook in an orgasm. "Oh Cindy, oh Cindy, you are so good!" yelled Kate. That was enough to push Jay over the edge. His cock came hard in Cindy's tight pussy. Cindy could feel both Kate's intense orgasm and now her son filling her up with his cum. She held onto Kate's legs her head resting in her lap as she struggled to fuck into her son a few more thrusts to climax. Cindy bit her lip as her son eased after cumming, but it was enough for Cindy. Her back jerked and she buried her face into Kate's legs smelling deeply Kate's sex. Cindy thrust once more, "Oh yes, oh you so are beautiful," she said speaking to both of them.

Cindy was literally exhausted. Her body trembled in the after glow, her mind trying to make sense of it all. She knew she ventured one more step in her sexuality and she was enjoying it. She knew more things were yet to come.



Helping Hands Ch. 04



The following is a work of fiction. All characters are at least 18 years old. 

*

"Joe, what the hell are you doing?" Feeling his tongue drag across her pussy momentarily caused Shelly to panic. "You are my brother! You can't do that!" she said, her voice trailing into more of a questioning tone. She swung her leg over his casted arms and lay by his side, her head still by his huge erection.

Her brother lay next to her, his whole upper body still wrapped in a body cast from his recent motorcycle accident. She felt so tiny next to her massive brother. She had been his caretaker for the last few weeks and recently had even been jerking him off so that he could get relief during his incapacitated state. He had somehow convinced her to show him how she masturbated and in the process she had cum all over his face. 

Joe's sister was a squirter.

"But Shell, what's the big deal?" Joe asked with his face completely drenched from his sister's juices. "I mean, you have been jerking me off for a couple of weeks now, and you just came all over my face. What harm would it do if I licked your pussy a little bit? I mean, watching you masturbate was so hot! I am so turned on right now and I can tell you are too. I already have your taste on my lips from that little eruption. And fuck, have you always squirted like that? That is so hot. I have only seen that in videos."

She was listening and trying to process exactly what her brother was saying. Could she really let her brother lick her pussy? She had never actually her pussy licked by anyone. She always wondered what it would feel like. She often saw girls in porn get eaten out, and they seemed to enjoy it so much. It seemed that often they enjoyed it more than sex itself.

She remembered back to when her friends would talk about oral sex at her sleepovers. They raved at how it felt.

But her own brother? The first to put his mouth on her most private of spots?

"Come on, Shell. Keep teaching me. Teach me how to be a great pussy eater so I can keep my next girlfriend." He tried a new angle. "Teach me Shell, and I can teach you how to suck dick like a champ."

She lay by her brother's side as he pleaded with her. Her body was still weak from her orgasm, and she could feel the heat radiating from her brother. She was so curious to feel a tongue on her young cunt, and to attempt to take her brother's large cock in her mouth. The idea of learning from him how to give a great blowjob was also intriguing, but she just couldn't bring herself to admit how much she wanted to.

She kicked her legs off of the bed and stood up. Her perky little breasts were jutting out at her brother with her unusually large nipples pointing up towards to ceiling. Moisture ran down both her thighs all the way to her knees. Her pussy lips were obscenely swollen with passion.

"I can't do it Joe. It is just too weird. This whole situation has been pretty unusual already. Let me think about it at least. I might need a stiff drink before I can attempt to learn how to handle that stiff cock. " She was battling her desires against what was wrong and right. All she wanted to do right now is try to put that big hard cock of her brother's into her mouth while he licked away on her pussy, but that was wrong.

She shouldn't be lusting after her brother. It just wasn't natural. Maybe she just needed some sexual relief and her brother was conveniently here. No, there was something else. She desired her brother, unlike how she felt for any of the boys at school.

Still, here he was with another huge erection that she needed to take care of. She could get a bit of pleasure by bringing him to orgasm again, even if what she really wanted to do was to taste his cum.

"Speaking of erections, it's going to be impossible to bathe you with this monster." She grabbed his shaft aggressively forcing a huge gob of cum and pre-cum to ooze out of his swollen head.

She began to stroke her brother off as she had so many other times, but now there was something different in her demeanor. She was staring her brother in the eye as her dexterous little fingers nimbly worked his hard-on. Her gaze was filled with lust rather than the usual embarrassment as she stroked him to relief. His cock was so soaked in love fluids that her hand was moving easily up and down his shaft. He put his head back, closed his eyes and moaned with pleasure.

"You like that, don't you? Your cute little nurse is good at stroking your cock," she purred.

He opened his eyes with shock at the way his sister was speaking to him. Suddenly the reality of the scene in front of him set in. His little sister was vigorously stroking his cock with her two hands and she was completely naked. He couldn't move to see her below the waist, but her tiny breasts were swaying vigorously with her effort. The view was too much for him. His cock began to swell even more but her hand gripped it even more tightly. He felt a spasm of pain as her tight grip prevented his eruption, and then an immense relief as she loosened her grip as she continued to pump him.

His cum flew exceedingly high like water from a pinched garden hose. His vision went red and then black as he enjoyed one of the most intense orgasms of his life. Finally, he began to come back to reality. The first thing that he noticed was that he was nearly panting. Next he felt a sticky warmth all over his chest and stomach. He opened his eyes to a view of his sister covered in his seed. White gobs of cum dripped from her golden hair. It dripped from her nose and cheek. She was laughing at the absurdity of the situation.

"I am going to jump in the shower to clean up this mess. You are going to need a thorough scrubbing too, young man." She ran her hand over the sticky mess on his stomach, stood up quickly, spun on her heel and pranced out of the room, leaving Joe covered in cum and wondering what was going to happen next.

Upon entering the bathroom she looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but smile. She was covered in her brother's cum. She reached her tongue out the side of her mouth and tasted his salty seed. She enjoyed the flavor. It vaguely reminded her of bleach. She used a finger to get a gob off her cheek and then put the finger in her mouth and relished in the forbidden flavor. 

"God his loads are so huge!" she thought as she stroked his crème into her hair. She wondered if it would be possible to swallow all of his cum. As she was thinking about this, she realized that her hand had slipped down to her mess of a cunt and began to rub her clit again.

"Fuck, I am so turned on already! I have to get some real release soon." She smiled at the thought, and then a pang of embarrassment overcame her as she realized that the thought of her brother was turning her on.

"I am just jerking him off because he is injured and I want to help him," she thought. " And my getting turned on by his cock is natural. I am a woman after all." She smiled at her ability to justify her actions logically in her mind.

Joe could hear the water running in the bathroom next door as he began to daydream of what it would be like to taste the pussy of his little sister. It was a combo of not having erotic human contact for so long, the fact that his sister was truly the most attractive person he knew, and the forbidden nature of incest that made Joe lust ever so greater for his sister. He could feel his cock growing yet again with anticipation.

Before too long his sister bound in with her blond hair wet and slicked back into a ponytail. She had on super short yellow soccer shorts that she seemed to always sleep in and an oversized t-shirt that he vaguely remembered from his high school days.

Shelly started to laugh as soon as she saw her brother.

"I can't take you seriously like this. You are covered in your own cum and have a boner again. You are insatiable, Joe." She went to his side and started to help him out of bed. "Let's get you cleaned up and fed."

After he was in the tub and she was scrubbing him down like she always did, Joe finally worked up the courage to ask her again.

"So Shell, do you think that you can teach me how to eat a pussy? None of my girlfriends seemed to think I did a very good job, and it would help me out a bunch if you could teach me." He had thought up this whole angle while laying hopeless with his erection while his sister showered. Maybe if he convinced her it was just a learning experience, he could get his mouth around that gorgeous little cunt of hers.

"So you want me to teach you how to eat pussy? And you want me to teach you using my little pussy as an example?" Just as she uttered this phrase, she grabbed his still hard cock roughly. She began to lather it up in preparation for another shaving.

"And that is the only reason you want me to teach you?"

"OK, Shell, fine. I want to eat your pussy too of course. I mean you are so fucking hot and I haven't had any kind of human contact for so long. Who wouldn't want to eat the smooth little pussy of yours? And watching you play with yourself until you came all over me, I mean my god Shell that was so hot, and you have to admit that it felt good when I licked you.".

Shelly was slowly and meticulously shaving the base of his hard cock. She marveled at how much easier it was to do when he was so hard. As she listened, she slowly moved on to his large balls, shaving off all of the coarse hair while wondering how it would feel to put one of his smooth, massive sacks in her mouth. 

"I know it's a bit weird Shell, but we are both adults. Who would it be hurting if we gave each other a little sexual satisfaction? I mean, you have helped me so much since I have been hurt, and I haven't been able to repay you in anyway. I may not be able to do much in the state I am in, but I can give you pleasure with my mouth." He studied his sister's face for a reaction. "Don't tell me that you are not even a little bit curious."

Shelly turned her attention away from her task at hand and thought, "Why shouldn't they be able to make each other feel good? Who decided that it was wrong for a brother and sister to give each other a little release? It was not like they were going to get married or anything." And she would love the opportunity to feel a man's mouth on her, and to try to take a cock in her mouth. She would love to feel a man shoot cum deep into her mouth and to be able to swallow every last drop.

She put down the razor on the side of the tub and looked at her brother seriously.

"OK, this is pretty weird for me, Joe. How about you just give me some time? Let's have some drinks tonight after dinner and let all that has transpired settle in. I am not saying no, but I am not saying yes either. Deal?" She looked at her brother with a questioning glance.

"Deal," he answered, and then she helped him out of the tub and continued with their nightly routine to get her injured brother ready for bed.

Shelly had an immensely hard time concentrating as she fed her brother. She could not stop thinking about what it would be like to actually feel someone's mouth on her pussy. Then she would feel guilty that she was going to let her brother be the one who would be the first to do it to her. She was so conflicted. 

On one hand she was excited at the thought of what could transpire, but on the other hand it still felt wrong somehow. Even as she tried to convince herself that it was just society putting its weird baggage on them, it still felt wrong for her to get sexual gratification from her brother. She wondered if he too was as conflicted as she was. She wasn't really sure if she would be able to go through with it anyway.

Joe was pretty quiet as she fed him, but he seemed to try to make small talk. He could tell that something was up with his sister, but wasn't sure how he could help the situation. On top of all that he was so horny. His eyes kept staring at his sister's tiny little yellow shorts, recalling and savoring the quick taste he got of her little pussy.

He loved eating pussy. It drove him mad. He loved feeling a vagina open up as gave a woman pleasure. He loved sucking on a woman's labia. He loved the taste, the smell, the smooth feeling in his mouth. The thought of having a cunt erupt with orgasm in his mouth was too much for him. He couldn't wait to wrap his mouth around his sister's tiny little pussy. Damn it was so small and cute. He had never seen one quite like it.

"Hey knucklehead, I am talking to you." His sister's voice woke him from his daydreaming.

"What do you want to drink?" she asked from the doorway as she headed out with his dirty dishes.

"Whiskey on the rocks."

"Whiskey on the rocks it is then." She flashed a labored smile, the conflict inside her was tearing her apart.

Shelly went down to the kitchen and cleaned up after dinner. She then grabbed a couple of tumblers and filled them with ice. She poured as much Jack Daniels as would fit in the glass, then before she screwed back the cap, she raised the bottle to her lips and took a big swig from the bottle. Her face turned red and she started coughing as she felt a fire travel down her throat. Once the coughing subsided she took a deep breath, composed herself, and headed up to see her brother.

She brought him his whiskey and let him take a long drink through the straw. She tried her best not to reveal her inner conflict about all of this or, worse still, how much she was wanting it deep down.

"Let's just watch some T.V. and relax. Ok Joe?"

She lay next to her brother and started flipping through the channels. They found some comedy that they both had seen already but enjoyed and watched the last half of it. Both drinks were empty by the time that the movie ended.

"I will go make us another round of drinks. Do you want to find a movie on pay-per-view we can watch?"

"Sure." Joe was anxious to see if he could find a movie that would stir some lust in his sister.

Shelly was back in an instant with two fresh drinks clinking in her hand as her brother flipped through the new releases.

"Nothing good?" 

"Nah, all lame movies," he answered.

"I ordered a cool documentary on Nirvana a couple of days ago, we could watch that. Go to the 'ordered' section and we can watch it." Shelly was starting to feel the effects of the whiskey. She found herself snuggling a bit closer to her brother on the bed.

"Sounds good." Joe flipped to the ordered section of their pay-per-view menu and suddenly the screen was flooded with pornographic movie titles.

"What the fuck?" he wondered out loud. "Tuesday Titties, Moms Bang Teens, Home Grown Cocks, Cute Cunts, Bumping Fuzzies, Anal Intruders, these are all porn titles. Who is ordering these?" Shelly shot her brother an accusatory look.

"It's not me Shell. I am not going to torture myself watching porn while I can't jerk off. Have you been doing more research?"

"No Joe, I didn't order Tuesday Titties! So if I didn't order them, and you didn't order them, then...then...." She couldn't bring herself to say it. 

"Dad has been watching a ton of porn." Joe finished the thought for her. He looked at the time stamps for when all the movies were purchased. They were all about the same time, somewhere between nine and ten p.m.

"Looks like dad likes to watch porn to relax before bed. You curious to see what he is watching?" Joe was trying an angle to watch porn with his sister. The idea seemed so exciting.

Shelly ignored the question. "Look at some of these descriptions. Home Grown Cocks, watch amateur hung men tear into young next door pussy. Moms Bang Teens, stepmom teachers daughter's studly boyfriend how to please a woman with her mouth then shows her daughter how to suck cock. Anal Intruders, first time anal experiences aren't always invited."

"I guess I'm not the only sexually frustrated person in this house. So which one do you want to watch? I vote for Mom's Bang Teens, then you can tell me if her lesson in cunnalingus is correct. Or better, you could always show me, for educational purpose only, of course." 

"Nice try you horn dog." She tried her best to hide the fact that that was exactly what she wanted to do. The alcohol was lowering her inhibitions and clouding her judgement, but she wasn't ready to tell her brother that she wanted nothing more than his lips on her pussy. "Sure lets watch that one. I am down for watching a young stud with a big cock." She blushed at what had just come out of her mouth. While true, it wasn't something that she would normally share in front of her brother, but this was not a normal situation.

Shelly took a long sip of her drink as her brother selected that title and pushed play.

The movie opened with the stepdaughter studying with her boyfriend. He was a tall blonde guy who looked like he is still in high school, and she was a dark haired, gorgeous teen with full lips and an innocent and beautiful face. 

The two of them started messing around when they should have been be studying. After some heavy making out, the boy took off the girl's shirt exposing two perfectly perky breasts. Shelly began to shift in her seat on the bed as the movie heated up. She wanted to break the tension in the room.

"Do you like those tits, Joe? Does she have a good rack?"

"They are nice, but not as nice as yours. Seriously, your tits are amazing Shell, and your big nipples, oh my gosh they are amazing." She looked over at her brother to see if he was pulling her leg, but all she could see was sincerity on his face.

The boy started to kiss and then suck on the girl's nipples. Shelly wondered what it would be like to feel her brother's mouth sucking her nipples. She glanced down at her shirt and noticed her nipples were already hard as iron. Luckily her shirt was a bit baggy. "Did he mean it when he said her tits were amazing?" Shelly wondered. She always was a bit self-conscious about the size of her tits.

The boy moved up from the girl's breasts and was kissing her madly while his hand unbuttoned her jeans. He slid a hand in and she moaned. They continued kissing until the girl reached into the boy's pants and pulled out an enormous cock. It was only semi-erect, but it already looked massive in her hands.

She went down to her knees and began to kiss and lick him awkwardly. Suddenly, the two of them were interrupted by a dark haired mom figure who had curves everywhere to go with her huge fake breasts. 

"Those tits on her aren't the only fake things, look at that face. Her lips look like night crawlers."

"Ya, she is fake for sure Shelly, but I don't know. I would still fuck the shit out of that milf."

Shelly chuckled and scooted closer to her brother. She glanced at his groin and noticed he was sporting yet another erection. She saw it straining against his pajama bottoms.

The mom figure angrily pulled the two love birds apart and started to scold them. Near the end of her lecture her eyes fell to the young man's cock, which had shriveled a bit but still looked huge. She reached down and grabbed it coldly while a sinister smile crept to her lips. She told the two that she wouldn't tell the girls dad about what she saw, but that she was going to teach the young man how to eat pussy to please her stepdaughter.

The next scene opened with the young girl laying on the bed completely naked. Her legs were spread a bit exposing a beautiful, shaved pussy. Her pussy lips looked tiny and her not yet aroused cunt was just a tiny slit. The stepmom figure had the young boy by the hair and was shoving his head down to the young girl's pussy. She was talking dirty about how she was going to make him a good pussy eater.

The boy took some awkward licks at the young girl, and the stepmom admonished him for his poor technique. She traced her stepdaughter's pussy with her finger as she described how a pussy should be licked.




Helping Hands Ch. 04



"Is that true Shell? Is that how you like your pussy licked?" Joe tried the "education" angle again.

"I actually haven't had my pussy licked Joe, but what that mom is describing seems like it would feel pretty awesome." Shelly was feeling the alcohol lower her defense mechanisms. All of the questions as to whether or not it was OK to let her brother lick her were fading away. Thoughts of what it would feel like to have his tongue on her were beginning to take over. 

"Let me try on you Shell. It will be a purely educational experience for both of us." Joe paused the movie and a huge silence filled the room. 

Before she really thought about it she answered. "If I let you, will you promise to show me what feels good on you, so that I could become good at giving blowjobs?" She continued. "And this is a one time thing. Just so that we could become better lovers with our future partners," she rationalized.

This was a dream come true, Joe thought. "Sounds like a plan." He answered trying not to give away how excited he truly was.

She sat up abruptly and ripped off her oversized t-shirt. Her little eighteen year old breasts were beyond perky and her large nipples were fully erect. She figured if she just got to it, she wouldn't be able to back down any more. What was the big deal? She was just going to show her brother how to please a woman, and he in turn was going to make her a better lover. 

"You need to pay attention to these when you are pleasing a woman. They are a big part of it all." She pinched her nipples and closed her eyes, relishing the feeling. She put her legs in the air and pulled off her little yellow shorts. The front of the shorts stuck to her now wet pussy for a second as she pulled them off.

She sat for a moment with her legs spread looking down at her already wet slit. Next she looked up at her brother and asked. "Do you think a have a nicer pussy than that girl?" She rubbed her lips as she spoke, causing them to get even fatter with excitement.

"God Shell, you pussy is so hot. It looks so tight and wet, and something about you being completely shaved really makes it look enticing surrounded by your amazing skin." Joe wished that he could stroke his now painfully erect cock. 

"Time for your lesson in eating pussy," Shelly said as she walked on her knees up alongside her brother until she was blocked by his casted arms.

"Hmm this is going to be tough. I can't straddle your face on my knees because of your stupid cast. I could turn around and kneel by your head, but that would be weird, because you would be learning everything upside down." As she thought of a solution, her hand absentmindedly found her pussy and started to play with it gently.

"You could squat over my face." Joe would find a way to get that gorgeous pussy into his mouth.

"That might work. I hope my leg muscles are strong enough," she answered as she stood up over her brother and positioned her pussy over his mouth. Trying to figure out the actual logistics of how to get her brother's mouth on her aching cunt with his giant casts blocking the way distracted her from the nagging question of whether or not what they were doing was wrong or right. She put her feet on either side of his face so he was staring up at his most intimate desire.

"This is an amazing view," Joe stated as his gaze travelled up his sister's well toned legs to her smooth pussy, which she was currently tracing with her delicate fingers.

"You just wait. I will give you an amazing view," Shelly giggled as she slowly lowered herself into a squatting position over her brother's face. He watched her cunt open up as she crouched, exposing the delicate pink inside of her pussy.

Her shaved pussy was just inches from Joe's mouth. He took a deep breath and could smell the scent of sex on his sister. His mouth watered with anticipation. 

"Ok , I think I can hold this pose for a bit. It is actually quite comfortable, and it opens my pussy up for you nicely. Now take your tongue and lick my slit up and down a few times."

Joe's breath hitched, knowing that all of the dirty thoughts of eating Shelly's pussy were finally going to come true. He was finally going to be able to touch his sister sexually, and to reciprocate all of the pleasure that she had given in the previous weeks. He raised his head and inch and brought his mouth to her sex. 

She twitched with the feeling of his warm breath on her. 

Joe stuck out his tongue and ever so gently, hardly even touching her, licked his sister up and then back down her already quite wet pussy. He did this once again and felt the bed shake as Shelly shuddered with pleasure.

"Fuck ya. God just like that. Now a little harder."

He obliged and licked her a bit more forcefully.

"Oh, God, yes. Press your face into me. The stubble on your face feels so good." He was devouring her pussy now, licking and sucking on any and every part of her. He could feel her juices coating his entire mouth and running down his chin.

"Now suck on my lips. Take one in your mouth. Yes, like that. Oh! Suck on it. Now the other. God, you are going to make me cum." She shifted her hips and ground her clit into his mouth. He obliged and sucked on her little jelly bean. This was too much. She could feel her legs give out as a massive orgasm took over her body.

Joe felt her whole sloppy pussy quiver, twitch and then erupt a clear semi -sweet fluid. Wave after wave of his sister's cum bathed his mouth. He lapped up as much as he could but it came with such force that most of her essence ran out of his mouth and coated his face.

She collapsed forward, cutting off oxygen to her brother. He tried to scream but his mouth was smothered in her juicy pussy and he couldn't. He began to panic when she continued to lay on him, so he turned his head and gently but forcefully bit her thigh.

Shelly came back to reality with a yelp. "Ouch that hurt," she exclaimed as she rose off of his face. Joe gasped for breath and was overcome with relief. She swung her leg over her brother and lay there, also catching her breath.

"That was the most intense orgasm I have ever had. Holy shit that was amazing." Suddenly she realized that now she was going to finally be able to try to get that monster of his in her mouth. She sat up quickly and looked at her brother's crotch. He had a huge erection under his pajama bottoms. 

"Oh my! This must be so uncomfortable. Let me make you more comfortable, brother." She shimmied to his feet, reached up and pulled his pants down to his knees. His erection looked bigger than it ever had as it sprung free.

She instinctively reached out and gripped his massive tool with her tiny hands. As she squeezed, pre-cum oozed out of his head and slowly ran down the length of his cock. It was like maple syrup running down a stack of pancakes.

Her brother let out a loud moan. Without thinking, Shelly leaned forward and extended her tongue. She brought her tongue to the base of his shaft where the gob of pre-cum was. She was finally going to put her mouth on her brother like she was wanting to do for so long.

She leaned down further and pressed her tongue onto his hard cock. She relished in the salty taste of his pre-cum. Slowly, she licked up his shaft. It was so hard and soft at the same time. The sensation was intoxicating. She could hear her brother moan again. The knowledge that she was turning him on so much was empowering.

She focused on his large mushroom head. She began to kiss the smooth skin. Finally it was time to try to get his massive tool into her mouth. She brought her lips to the tip of his swollen head and savored the nectar it was oozing out. She sucked at his opening and extracted as much of the slippery juice that she could.

"Fuck Shelly, that feels amazing. Now grab my cock with your hands. Stroke me while you suck on my head."

She did as he asked. Her little hands gripped his hot rod tightly as she began to stroke him like she always did. Her milking motion brought more of her brother's delicious juices to her lips. She sucked and relished the flavor and feeling in her mouth.

"Now try to get my head in your mouth. Open your mouth, but keep stroking me." Joe pleaded as his eyes were closed in erotic bliss.

Shelly looked at the large cock head in front of her. She couldn't imagine how she would be able to fit it in her dainty mouth. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and brought her brothers swollen mushroom head to her lips. It felt so hot against her skin, and it seemed to grow even further with anticipation. She slowly brought her head down on her brother. His tip slipped past her lips while stretching her jaw out painfully.

Her whole mouth seemed to be filled with his huge bulbous head. She could hear him moan again with the warm, tight sensation of her mouth around him.

"Fuck Shell! That feels amazing. Can you grab my balls with one hand while you keep stroking with the other? Fuck ya, like that." He groaned as he felt his left nut cupped in her smooth, cool hand. The sensations he was feeling were so overwhelming. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.

Shelly let her brother's huge cock pop out of her mouth as she caught her breath. She could feel drool dripping down from her lips. She looked down at the weapon before her and was amazed at how much pre-cum was emanating from it.

She brought her mouth back onto his cock and got the head in again. This time she tried to relax her throat and take more of her brother in her mouth. She moved further down while jerking him more rapidly and playing with his balls, alternating from one to the other. As soon as his tip hit the back of her throat she started to gag, so instinctively she pulled back. She had barely gotten even a quarter of her brother in her mouth. This was harder than she imagined.

"Fuck, God that felt good Shell. Try again, and can you tickle my asshole while you suck on me. Guys love that. Especially if you put a finger in just before I cum," he roughly asked.

Shelly couldn't believe what her brother was telling her. She never imagined guys liking a finger up there, but who was she to question? All that she knew was that this whole process was making her pussy leak juice like it never had before. She felt like she was ripe for a multitude of orgasms.

She lowered her mouth onto his cock again, determined to take more of the monster into her mouth. She pressed down while rapidly and firmly stroking his cock. Her other hand found the balloon knot that was his asshole. It was soaked in her saliva and his juices. She was startled as her brother jumped when she first touched it. Her little finger tracing its outline caused his cock to practically pour more of his love nectar into her mouth. She was having a hard time containing all of the juices in her mouth and a large stream of cum and saliva poured from both corners of her mouth.

She began to wonder how she could possibly take an actual cum load from her brother when his cock began a familiar twitch in her mouth. "He's cumming!" she thought with utter elation. Instinctively she shoved her index finger all the way up his asshole. He groaned loudly and bucked his hips.

His cock swelled in her mouth, sending shockwaves of pain into her jaw. He screamed as his cock pulsed and Shelly felt a hot glob of cum bathe the back of her throat. She fought the instinct to gag, and began to swallow as fast as she could. Jet after jet of her brother's hot seed filled her mouth. The silky sensation along with the familiar flavor sent her almost to orgasm herself. She swallowed and swallowed as much cum as she could, but it was too much. It poured out the sides of her mouth as she swallowed. Finally, she had to pull his cock out of her mouth to catch her breath.

She sat panting just as she swallowed the last mouthful of cum. Her face was a mess, and she could feel that her tits were covered with all of the saliva and cum that poured out of her mouth. Her mouth focused on the angelic face of her brother, still in orgasmic bliss. She wanted to get up and kiss him, but her thoughts were interrupted by the unthinkable.

"What the fuck is going on here!" It was her dad's voice and it contained more anger and bewilderment than she could ever have imagined.

"You! Go to your fucking room." He screamed at Shelly. 

"And you, you fucking animal. I am calling you a cab. This how you say thank you for taking care of your stupid ass?"

Shelly slowly stood up. Cum was still dripping from her lips, and her chest was a mess of sex fluids. Her pussy was leaking like a river. She had nothing to cover herself up with, so she sheepishly covered herself with her hands, pushed past her father in the doorway and went up to her room.



Helping Hands Ch. 05



The following is a work of fiction. All characters are at least eighteen years of age. The following story contains some non-consensual sex, so stop reading if that offends you.

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Shelly entered her room bewildered. She was shaking from the shock of her father discovering her and her brother engaged in oral sex. Now she was alone in her room, naked, covered in her and her brother's cum, and she could hear her dad screaming at her brother. She couldn't take hearing her brother get chewed out for something that was equally her fault. She jumped in the shower and washed away the sex, shame, and guilt.

Luckily, the running water was loud enough to drown out her father's screaming. The hot water had a calming effect on her. Eventually her mind stopped thinking about her angry father and instead started to relive the wondrous feelings that she had just experienced with her brother. Her hand subconsciously slipped to her smooth young pussy as she remembered how it felt when her brother had licked her.

She slipped a finger into her still sopping pussy as she remembered what it felt like to stretch her mouth around her brother's thick cock. She brought herself to the brink of orgasm before her world was shattered by loud banging on her door.

"When you get out of the shower, we need to have a talk, missy!" her dad yelled.

She turned off the water, stepped out of the shower and slowly dried off. She was dreading what was about to take place. She had grown up fearing her father's outbursts. He was the kind of person that didn't get mad often, but when he did, he would erupt with a tidal wave of emotion that nobody would want to be in the middle of. Lately he had been a distant figure in her life. He was working so much that she rarely even saw him, and now after not really talking to him in eons she would have to sit down and discuss such an intimate topic.

She put on a pair of yellow soccer shirts and an old t-shirt of hers that had worn thin from all of the washings. She glanced out of the window as she went to the door and saw a yellow cab parked out front. Her dad and the cabbie were helping her brother into the back seat. He glanced up helplessly at her window. His pathetic gaze brought tears to her eyes and she had to look away.

She walked away from the window, sat at her desk and waited. She crossed her slender legs and tapped her foot nervously. It was not long afterwards that she heard the front door slam shut and her father's heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. They stopped at her door, and then a loud knock startled her before her dad walked in. He was still wearing a dark blue business suit from work, but he had removed the jacket, and loosened his collar and tie. His hair was not the perfect coif anymore, and his face showed an emotion she rarely saw with him: anger.

"What the hell were you thinking?" Her father growled.

"Do you have any idea what affect your actions have on me? I know you have been on your own lately. I know I have been overwhelmed at work, but I thought that you had enough common sense to make good decisions. Now I come home and find you and your brother engaged in God knows what."

Shelly sat dumbfounded. She didn't know what to say.

"So what do you have to say for yourself?"

"I...I". She was at a complete loss of words.

"I was just trying to help out Joe. It was torture for him to be in casts. I even read some medical blogs about how painful it can be for a male who can't ejaculate. So I just wanted to help him out." It felt good to get it all out.

"So you helped him out by jacking him off?"

"Well it wasn't really like that. I would put up a sheet and it was actually a very clinical process."

"But when I found you guys, you were both naked and covered in each other's juices. How can you explain that?" Her father had his arms crossed, and his anger was radiating towards her.

"That just kind of got out of hand. We were drinking."

"My alcohol I presume."

"And I don't know, we were going to watch a movie, and I clicked the menu for past purchases, and all of this porn that I guess you ordered showed up." Her father looked shocked.

"How did those show up?"

"We were going to watch a documentary that I ordered earlier and all of your orders showed up." Shelly saw an opportunity to take the blame off of herself and she ran with it.

"There was a lot of porn ordered dad, and most of them involved young girls that were my age. What's going on?"

There was a long pause as her father shifted nervously.

"It's OK, Daddy." Shelly tried to deflect some more. "You have been hard at work providing for us, and you have needs too." She batted her light colored eyelashes at her father and her big blue eyes penetrated his. "Maybe we all just need some help getting release in this house." Her hands traced her diminutive form. She couldn't believe what she was doing, but she thought she could steer her dad away from punishing her. Also, the idea of her dad watching all of the young girls in the movies turned her on. What if she were to jack off her own dad? The thought was so wrong that it turned her on.

"Did watching all of those young girls turn you on?"

Her father nodded slowly.

"Does my skimpy outfit turn you on?"

Her father nodded again. She could see the anger drain from his face and start to be replaced with another emotion.

"One of the videos was of a dad spanking his daughter. Maybe that is what I need. Maybe I should be disciplined a bit, Daddy?" Shelly couldn't believe what she was saying to her father, but all of the experiences recently had awoken a lust inside of her.

What was his daughter saying? Asking to be spanked??? Did she harbor some of the same forbidden desires that he had? "Well, I guess I will have to make up for my lack of discipline lately. Stand up, young lady."

Shelly slowly stood before her dad.

"Now bend over and grab the desk with your hands. It's time to give you a spanking that is long overdue."

"What? A spanking? But dad I am way too old for that." She played along. 

"Are you? You don't seem old enough to tell what is right or wrong, so bend over and grab the desk."

She hadn't been spanked since she was a little girl, and she had read many stories of erotic spanking. In truth, she was very curious. She slowly bent over and grabbed the desk.

Her father's anger dissipated as he saw his little girl bend over to be spanked. He anger slowly turned into lust as his eyes took in the lovely round shape of her little ass. She was so tiny, but her curves had taken on a womanly form. He raised his hand above her ass, paused and then brought it firmly down on her behind.

Shelly yelped. "Ouch!"

"That's not right. Pull down your shorts so I can properly spank you."

"What? But, but..."

"Shelly, I just caught you naked and sucking on your brother's cock. It's too late to be modest now, so pull down your pants," he commanded.

Shelly had never purposefully disobeyed her father. On one hand she was reluctant to expose herself in front of her father, but on the other hand the taboo nature of it turned her on. She slowly pulled down her shorts and then bent over the desk seductively.

Her father's cock stirred as she pulled down her shorts. His eyes caught the sight of her shorts sticking in her tiny cleft of a vagina for a second. Her ass was flawless, and as she bent over the tiny pink slit of her cunt was just barely visible. He marveled at the sight.

"No panties??? Is that how I raised you to dress?" her father asked with mock anger.

"I just got out of the shower and..." Shelly paused, looking back at her dad and noticing the wide-eyed look in his eyes.

He raised his hand and then brought it down firmly on his daughter's tight ass. I loud crack of a slap filled the room followed by a quiet squeal from Shelly.

"That's more like it," he said as he rubbed her bare ass lovingly. He raised his hand again.

"Maybe next time you will think before you act." His hand came down with another firm smack.

Shelly was shocked by how hard her dad was spanking her and how much it burned her skin. Surprisingly the pain was also somehow alluring. It was actually a bit enjoyable. She was taking her penance. And the feeling as she pulled down her pants in front of her dad had somehow excited her. She wondered if it excited him at all. He was a man after all, and she had seen the movies he had been watching.

Another smack came down on her ass. It felt as if his blows were increasing in force. Then another smack stung her ass, this one sending stars into her field of vision and caused her eyes to tear up a bit. Her ass felt as if it was on fire, but that was not the only part of her body that had heated up. A familiar warmth was flowing to her pussy. Something about being controlled firmly was turning her on, and the fact that it was her own father only added to the exciting, taboo nature of the situation.

Suddenly she started to think about how absent her father had been in her life since her mom left. He was a mere caricature that she rarely saw. He left for work early and came home late, and he barely interacted with her at all.

But even before her mom had left, he had been distancing himself from Shelly. It started around the time that she was going through puberty. Suddenly, the fatherly hugs and kisses had stopped and he seemed to not want to look at her beyond a quick glimpse. Now, after seeing the titles of the movies he had ordered and the pleasure he seemed to be showing while spanking her bare ass, she began to wonder if he had been suppressing some deep, sexual urges as he watched his baby girl blossoming into a woman.

He brought his hand down on Shelly's ass firmly again. He marveled how red her perfect little ass had become. He watched her tiny breasts shake with each smack, and he felt his cock begin to labor against the confines of his pants. He looked to her face; the face of his daughter that he rarely saw anymore. But he didn't see his daughter; instead, he saw the face of his ex-wife; her young face from when they first met so many years ago. Then he noticed it. His daughter was no longer wincing with pain with each stroke. She was smiling. Her eyes were closed, but pleasure was on her face.

He bent down and looked closely between her legs. Her tiny pussy that was a mere slit when he had begun, had started to open up. Her delicate pussy lips were swollen and now hung from her little mound.

She was enjoying this. She was getting off by his punishment.

"Are you enjoying this? You dirty little girl. You are as much of a sex addict as your mom was."

Her dad's words burst through her thoughts.

"First you blow your brother, and now you are enjoying getting spanked by your dad. I bet you're even getting wet."

The next thing Shelly knew her dad's big fingers were on her pussy. She was ashamed at how good it felt.

"Your pussy is sopping wet."

He used his index and forefinger and rubbed her cunt back and forth. He was enjoying how smooth and slick it felt.

"Is there anyone in this house that isn't horny all the time? Your brother said that you were jerking him off regularly. He also said that he tricked you into letting him lick your pussy."

She hadn't had another person's fingers on her and it felt amazing. She was glad she was leaning over the desk, because she wasn't sure she could stand on her own. 

He continued to rub his daughter's cunt as he leaned over her and spoke quietly into her ear. 

"Do you think your brother is the only one in this house that needs release? How do you think it makes me feel when you prance around in your next-to-nothing outfits? Don't you think Daddy needs release too?" He pried her hand from the corner of the desk and then guided it to the front of his pants. He rested it on his bulge and with his hand outside of hers began rubbing his groin.

"See what you do to Daddy?" He removed his hand and brought it to her pussy where one hand was already working her clit ferociously.

"We can give each other amazing relief," he whispered as he thrust two of his fingers into his daughter's tight pussy. She was so wet that they slid in with ease.

"Daddy, please," Shelly pleaded, but the intense pleasure she was feeling quelled any pangs of guilt for letting her dad touch her in this way. She knew it was wrong, but she was enjoying it immensely, perhaps because of the forbidden nature of the actions.

But perhaps it was the simple fact that her father was finally acknowledging her after all these years; acknowledging her as a woman, and no longer afraid to express it. Despite the circumstances, this overdue attention made her heart lurch when she realized it.

'I know you like it, Shell. God, your pussy feels so good. It is so tight and smooth. God, you are so wet for your daddy. Unzip my pants, Shelly."

Shelly realized that after her father removed his hand from the top of hers, she had continued to rub his cock. It felt so hard under his rough wool pants.

"Unzip my pants, Shelly. Let out your dad's cock. Give me release like you did for your brother."

He was fucking her pussy with his fingers, curling them a bit to hit that little lump of spongy tissue that gave her so much pleasure. His other hand was rubbing her clit. His whole torso was on top of her. His hot breath on her neck and then he began to kiss her neck in between his words.

"Take out Daddy's cock, Shelly." She struggled with the button of his trousers.

"Good girl." She could feel her orgasm welling up inside her.

She got the button undone and unzipped his pants as he continued to finger fuck her and lavish her neck with kisses. She reached into his boxer briefs and pulled out his cock. It was hard, but not quite as hard as her brother's was earlier in the day. The feeling of her dad's cock in her hands along with his rubbing of her clit and g-spot were too much. Her whole body shuddered with a powerful orgasm.

He felt her pussy clamp down on his hand and then a hot slick fluid rush past his hand and squirt out of her little pussy, drenching both of their legs.

"Fuck, my girl's a squirter!" He turned her and sat her on the desk. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily. He watched her chest heave. He focused on her bald slit. Her lips were swollen and drooping from the pink entrance to her womanhood. Her cum was still slowly dripping from her. He was blinded by lust. He grabbed his cock and stroked it as he took in the gorgeous sight before him.

The next thing that Shelly felt was something hard and smooth rubbing her pussy up and down. She opened her eyes to see her dad rubbing his big cock up and down her slit. His eyes looked crazed.

"Daddy wait!"

"It's ok, baby. Joe told me everything. Just think of this as your next lesson, and at the same time you are helping your daddy out." He put the head of his cock at the entrance of her pussy and slowly but deliberately slid it into his daughter.

With the realization that her father was about to take her virginity, Joe's face suddenly flashed in Shelly's mind. Joe, who had been closer and much more loving to her over the years than her absentee dad, deserved this reward. Joe was the one she loved. That realization caused a quick onset of sadness in her, but that emotion was just as quickly erased by a sharp feeling of pain.

Shelly felt as if her pussy was going to rip. She felt an unbelievable pain as he filled her. He was only about halfway in when she closed her eyes and yelled.

"Ouch! Daddy, it's too big."

He reached down, aptly found her clit and rubbed it just right. "Just relax baby."

He slid three quarters of his cock in her until she became too tight. He then slowly pulled out until he could see the base of his cock head and then slowly pushed it back into her. His free hand reached up and under her t-shirt and started to massage her perky breasts.

"You feel amazing, Shelly. God it's been so long." Her dad started to fuck her rhythmically.

The pain Shelly initially felt was fading. There was still the pain of her vagina being stretched more than it ever had, but now that pain had become merely discomfort and a new feeling was starting to creep in.

"Dad, please," was all that Shelly could muster as her father continued to fuck her. He was breathing hard now and was groping her breasts roughly as he rammed his cock in and out of her pussy.

The feeling in her loins was starting to be pleasurable as her dad pumped away, but his face was contorted, and an overwhelming feeling of shame and shock dominated her.

Just as she was beginning to focus on the now pleasurable feelings despite the unpleasant situation, her dad's body stiffened and she felt a hot jet liquid gush inside her pussy. Her dad grunted as he shot blast after blast of hot semen into her. She could feel his cock throb with each shot and she liked the warm slick feeling as he filled her with his seed.

Her dad opened his eyes and smiled. He kissed her on the forehead.

"Thank you, Nurse Shelly. I am going to enjoy being your patient." He slowly pulled his quickly shriveling cock from her pussy with a plop. It was covered in their juices and a long string of cum hung from its tip.

Her pussy was gaping open from the assault, and cum was leaking out profusely.

He bent down and pulled up his pants. Then turned and left her. He called over his shoulder, "Let's have another session in the morning," and walked out of the room.

Shelly was left in a cloud of emotions. She was hurt by what her father had done to her and yet she was fascinated by the pleasure he had made her feel. She was eager to explore this new sexuality, but she vowed never to let her father touch her again. She was out of here. But where would she go?

-

Joe looked out of the second story window of his new apartment and winced as he tried to open it a bit more. His arms had lost much of their strength in the six weeks his upper body was in a cast. Now, only two days out of the cast, he was determined to build some of his muscle mass back, even though so many mundane tasks sent lightning bolts of pain through his body.

He was glad to be on his own again. After his father threw him out of his house, Joe had to bunk up with a college friend of his. It was no easy task since Joe could do practically nothing for himself. His buddy was kind enough to help out as much as he could, but Joe ended the last week of confinement not being able to bathe at all. That first shower after getting the casts removed was pure nirvana.

Now he was trying to piece his life back together. His college pulled the football scholarship since his injury was sustained while riding a motorcycle, which was prohibited by the university. Joe had subsequently enrolled in the local junior college.

The worse part of everything was that Joe had been unable to contact his sister. The last contact he had with her was a couple of seconds of eye contact as he was loaded into a taxi. He tried calling the house when he knew his father wasn't home, but she never picked up the phone. He drove by the other day and knocked on the door unsuccessfully. He even tried to contact a couple of her friends through Facebook, but they either didn't know where she was or didn't want to tell him.

He was absent-mindedly looking out the window as a yellow cab pulled up and his sister stepped out. Well, at least the woman stepping out of the cab seemed like his sister, but she looked very different. Her long blond hair was cropped short and rested just above her shoulders in a tight pony tail. Her face looked so much older than the last time he saw her. Maybe it wasn't older, but she looked wiser, or at least as if she had been through a lot.

She walked up to the front door with a confidence that he didn't recognize. Her posture was straight with her shoulders thrown back accentuating her perky little breasts. Were they bigger, or was he just horny, Joe wondered as she scanned the mailboxes before ringing the buzzer.




Helping Hands Ch. 05



Joe went to the intercom and buzzed his sister in. His mind raced as to why she was here, what she wanted and how she found him.

He immediately opened the door when she knocked and she hugged him so intensely that he almost fell over.

"I missed you so much, brother," she whispered in his ear as they hugged.

"I missed you too," he replied as he held her tiny body against his own.

Finally she broke their embrace and looked up at her brother. There were tears streaming down her face.

"I can never go back to Dad's," she mustered.

"Why?" Joe was not prepared for such a dramatic tone from his sister.

She paused a long time, wiped away the tears and then said, "Don't make me tell you Joe. Just know that I can never go back there. Joe I have to ask you a question."

Joe was stunned by how serious his usually playful little sister had become.

"Shoot."

"Do you love me, Joe? And I don't mean like a brother loves his sister, but do you love me?"

The question was so direct that it didn't even stun him. Immediately he answered.

"I love you Shelly, and I will always be here for you."

Tears started to stream down her face again, but now they fell on a huge smile. She hugged her brother tightly then turned towards him and began to kiss him passionately. Their tongues battled as he could taste the salt of her tears in their kiss.

Instinctively, Joe began to rub his sister's chest. He could feel her big nipples harden under his touch. He deftly pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her perfect breasts. He began to lavish them with kisses. Sucking one and then the other in his powerful mouth.

He picked up his sister while still kissing her and carried her to the couch. Even in his weakened state he had no problem with her pixie-like weight. He plopped her on the couch as they kissed passionately.

Finally, she tore herself from their kiss and pulled his shirt over his head. His once massive shoulders looked foreign in their atrophied state. Before he could feel ashamed, she lustfully ran her little fingers up and down his chest, scratching him lightly as she purred.

"You will get big and strong again in no time. And I know what hasn't been affected by your casts." She unbuttoned his shorts in a flash unleashing his massive cock that was throbbing. She wrapped her hands around him and squeezed as she popped his massive head into her mouth and tasted his sweet precum fill her mouth.

He moaned loudly as his sister expertly manipulated his member. She stopped just as he was getting too aroused. She seemed to know exactly when to stop before he came.

"Now get your lips on this pussy. I need to cum at least once if you are going to try to get your big cock into this little pussy."

Joe paused in disbelief. His sister just said she wanted him to fuck her?

As if reading his mind, Shelly stared into his eyes and said "Yes, you are going to fuck my young, tight, wet, loving pussy, big brother of mine!"

Hearing his sister talk like that drove him wild. He ripped her jeans from her body, exposing her freshly shaven pussy. Her smooth lips were fully aroused and already glistening with her abundant moisture.

She came almost instantly as he devoured her, and in return he gobbled up all of her sweet nectar. He then turned his attention to her tiny asshole. He kissed, licked, and finally fucked it with his tongue.

He was lost in a heavenly abyss when her voice brought him back to reality.

"I need your cock, Joe. I need you in me."

He picked her up in a flash and stood her next to the couch. He lay down and then grabbed her tiny waist and brought her womanhood to his groin. Her hair had broken free from her ponytail and her face was flushed and sweaty. They kissed passionately as Shelly positioned his massive cock at the entrance of her cunt. Slowly, she lowered herself onto her brother.

A flash of pain shot through her as her pussy stretched, but it was so aroused and wet that it somehow was able to accommodate his weapon. Her swollen lips were pulled into her cunt as she lowered herself onto him.

The whole time, she kept her eyes on his. The look of ecstasy on his face drove her mad and she began kissing him again. Once about three quarters of his cock was in, it just stopped. She rose up and slowly and methodically began to fuck him. The feeling of him stretching her out while still sliding easily was intoxicating. The pain was still immense, and she reached down and began to rub her clit quickly. That did the trick. Suddenly, the feeling was nothing less than pure bliss.

They began to fuck rhythmically as they kissed until she could feel his whole body stiffen up. His cock grew in her cunt and she screamed in both pain and ecstasy as she started to cum. Just as she was cumming, he moaned and she could feel blast after blast of hot cum soothing her aching pussy.

Everything went black as she was in a dream world of blue skies, puffy clouds and green fields. She and her brother were laying nude on a blanket by a lake, taking in the sun's rays.

She opened her eyes to see her brother smiling at her dumbly. She kissed him as she felt the river of their collective love fluids ooze out of her now-gaping cunt.

She was happy for the first time.

Looking him straight in the eyes with a wry grin, Shelly whispered "I can't wait until you have enough strength to spank me."

The End.