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Subject: Title story: "Sister's Helping Hand" Author: Incest Man 61645318
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Date: Fri, 09 Dec 2005 16:06:04 +0000
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Sister's Helping Hand My sister Kathy is only a year younger than I and is a
year behind me in school. Because we are so near the same age, we have always
been very close to each other, confiding our secrets and presenting a united
front in our relations with other people. I've always been the protective big
brother, and she has been the supportive, adoring little sister. We respect each
other's ideas and thoughts and depend on each other for advice and support. This
has been particularly true with respect to my dating. Because Kathy is either a
friend or a classmate of almost every girl I date, she is able to give me advice
and fill me in on almost all of them. Since Kathy and I don't have secrets from
each other, she knows me well enough to guess that my primary interest is in
what a girl has between her legs rather than between her ears. Much of her
advice and wisdom is thus about how far girls will go. I am often surprised by
the extent of Kathy's knowledge, especially since she very seldom dates and is
by her own admittance still a virgin. Kathy warned me that the girl I had lined
up for a Friday date was strictly a prick tease-that she had a reputation for
letting a boy feel everything she had but not giving a thing in return, not even
a hand-job. She was a real fox, though, and I was egotistical enough to believe
I could succeed where others had failed. Kathy was right about the girl. After I
had taken her out to the lake and parked, in hardly any time I had her bra off
and my lips on her nipples. She moaned and writhed in pleasure from my
stimulation of her big white boobs. Before long I had my hand under her skirt
and between her legs, fingers under her panties and running up and down her
slit. She was all wet between her legs so I knew she was responding to my finger
work. I tried to pull her panties down, but she resisted, shaking her head and
saying she didn't go that far. By this time I was in bad shape-hard-on throbbing
and balls aching to release their pent-up load. I took the girl's hand and put
in on top of my throbbing cock. She just left her hand there, totally inert, and
didn't do a thing with it. I told her I was hurting real bad and asked her to
give me hand-job to relieve my ache. She shook her head again and told me she
just couldn't touch my "nasty old thing." Well, I was more than just a little
disappointed-I was thoroughly pissed off. My cock and balls were aching and
needed relief badly, and she wouldn't help me at all. I just started up the car
and headed for the girl's house. All I wanted to do was get her to her house and
me back to my house so I could give myself a nice slow hand-job and get rid of
the ache between my legs. She quickly rearranged her clothes back to where they
should be and seemed relieved that her ordeal was over. What a tease, I thought.
I decided that from then on I'd listen when Kathy tells me a girl is just a
tease. When I walked into my house, Kathy was still up. Our parents had already
gone to bed, but she was sitting up watching TV. She'd gotten herself ready for
bed and was wearing a pair of baby-doll pajamas. When I looked at her dressed
like that, I realized that Kathy was growing up to be a beautiful girl. She was
blossoming into womanhood and filled out the top of her pajamas very nicely. Her
legs were especially nice, thin and muscular from her work in school athletics.
She got up and came over to me when I entered, and whispering so that she
wouldn't wake our parents, she asked how things went on the date. I'm sure she
could tell from the look on my face that it had been a complete washout, but
because she always took an interest in me, she asked anyway. I grinned, a rueful
grin, but nonetheless a grin, and told her about my evening of sexual
frustration. Kathy hugged me in sympathy and I held her close. Whether it was
because I was so horny and she looked so nice to me or what, but I held her
closer than a brother usually holds a sister. From being so up-close and
personal, she had no difficulty learning that I still had a raging hard-on from
my unrelieved ache.
"Poor Baby," Kathy said sympathetically, "is that what a tease does to a boy?"
"Yeah," I responded. "It's causing me a bad case of stone-ache." "What's stone-
ache?" Kathy asked. "It means my balls ache from getting all hot and bothered,"
I explained. "What does it take to get relief?" Kathy asked. "Well, getting off
is the only way to get relief. Since I didn't get laid, I guess I'll have to
resort to a hand-job." Kathy's eyes got wide and she said, "You mean masturbate?
Get off by doing it to yourself?" "Yeah," I said, laughing quietly, "I guess
that's what I mean. Since I couldn't get a girl to give me a hand- job, I'll
just have to do it myself." "Does it feel better if a girl does it?" Kathy
asked. "Oh, yes! But she didn't come through, so I'm out of luck this evening."
Kathy said so low that I had to strain to hear her, "I know a girl who will do
it for you this evening if you'll show her how." "You do?" I said, surprised.
"Who?" Kathy put her lips to my ear and whispered, "Me." I pushed her out to
arms' length and whispered, "You'd give me a hand-job, Kathy? You really would?"
Kathy smiled shyly and told me that she felt sorry for me since I seemed to be
suffering and wanted to try to help me. She said that was the "least she could
do for her sweet big brother." We turned off the TV and all the lights and went
to my room. Even though there weren't any lights on, there was sufficient light
from a street light to be able to see fairly clearly. I sat on my bed and took
off all my clothes except for my Jockey shorts. They did little to hide my
protruding, rock-hard cock as it made a tent out in front. As I slowly pushed my
shorts down, Kathy came over and sat down next to me on the bed. I could see her
eyes go big as my rigid tool came into view. She gasped a little, and said,
"God, I had no idea you were so big. This is the first hard penis I've ever
seen, and I didn't know they got so big. I've never touched one before, either,
so you'll have to tell me what I'm supposed to do." I took Kathy's hand and
showed her how to wrap it around my cock and stroke it up and down. She started
a gentle up and down movement, and I pushed my hips up to meet each one of her
strokes. The whole head of my cock was covered in pre-cum and it glistened in
the light coming through the window. Her hand moved up into the juice with each
stroke and soon my entire cock was coated in my slick male lubrication. "You're
getting all wet," Kathy whispered. "Boys get wet when they're horny," I said.
"Then you must really be horny," Kathy said, smiling, and increasing the length
of her strokes. "Oh, yeah!" I said. "Am I ever. That's really beginning to feel
good." It was feeling so good, in fact, that I was on the verge of coming. Not
just an ordinary come, but a really hard come. Kathy's hand-job was the best one
I had ever had. She might not have known how, but she had learned in a hurry. I
also suspected that having my own fox of a little sister give me the hand- job
made it much better than it had ever been before. I had just decided that my
sister was better looking than any of the girls I had been dating, and having
her hand working on my cock, having her sit there in her revealing baby-doll
pajamas, made it a special hand- job. My stomach muscles tightened, my buttocks
clenched, and I thrust my cock up into Kathy's hand. A large spurt of hot sperm
shot out and into the air. It landed on my stomach as another spurt went
skyward. Soon I was splattered all over my front and Kathy's hand was drenched
from the outpouring of the best orgasm I had ever experienced. I slowly released
my breath from having held it throughout my entire explosion. I sighed and my
muscles slowly relaxed. "God, Kathy," I whispered, "that was so good." "I can't
believe what a mess we've made," Kathy said, laughing quietly. "I'll get a towel
and clean this up." Kathy cleaned both she and I and the bed, mopping up globs
of come from all over. While she was still sitting by me on the bed, I said,
"Thank you. I don't know how I can repay you for this. I really appreciate it.
My stone-ache's all gone, and I can relax and sleep now." "Just knowing you
liked it is thanks enough," Kathy whispered. "Besides, it was fun for me, too.
I'll be glad to give you a helping hand any time you need it," she said, smiling
at her own pun.
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