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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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