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'My So Called Sex Life - The Finale'
An authorized biographical trip through one woman's experiences and fantasies
By DizzyD

Forward by Lexi:

Hi Guys, it's Lexi. Well this is it, and while I'm glad you're about to read the final chapter of my story, I'm sad that my collaboration with the sweetest guy in the world is coming to an end. I think DizzyD and I have shared a thousand emails, PM's, phone conversations and video chats since this started, and even though we've never physically met, I feel like we know each other intimately. Remember Dizzy, you have my heart, and if we are ever in the same city, you can have anything else you want ;-)

Now for you wonderful readers, I can't tell you how much I've enjoyed the comments you've left on the story pages. I read every one and they meant the world to me. I told Dizzy I was surprised how fewer they were as the story rolled on, but he told me it comes with the territory. And thanks for being so patient through the times you had to wait for the next chapter, I hope it didn't interfere with you enjoying the story. You've all been so kind, and I've told Dizzy that when the time is right, I'm going to reach out to all of you who have been so nice with their comment, I love you all!! Now here's the Finale, and remember, if you're reading this part first, we recommend you start at Part I, linked here:

https://xhamster.com/posts/526058

XOXOXO
Lexi

My So Called Sex Life - The Finale

My flight home from State was euphoric. I’d been offered a full scholarship to the school of my dreams, and I was going to compete for a Coach who I believed would bring out the best in me… and if that wasn’t enough, I was finally getting out of the trailer park. But the icing on the cake was the two nights of amazing sex I had enjoyed with Coach Pryor, although we both agreed that when I returned in the fall, our relationship would be strictly coach/athlete. It seemed like all my dreams were being fulfilled.

I had called Janice and Frankie from the hotel to give them the good news, and they had a big ‘Congratulations’ banner waiting for me when I got home. Then I rushed over to Stacy’s and told her I had gotten the scholarship, and she was thrilled for me too, although we were both a little sad that we’d be attending different schools in the fall. We did promise to spend as much time together as we could for the rest of the summer, which included working out and having our occasional ‘sleepovers’.

A few days later I visited Mr. McCann’s store, and gave him a very special ‘thank you’ for everything he had done to help me get my scholarship. Of course the thank you I gave him left me with a sore jaw and a well fucked pussy thanks to his massive cock, but I also had two orgasms, plus he renewed my birth control pills and gave me another shopping spree to stock up on everything I would need for school. I also promised him an autographed picture of me in my State leotard that he could hang in his store.

The last thing I was going to need was an upgraded laptop for school, so of course I paid Bill a visit, and he was more than happy to get me the one I needed, and he also got me a brand new cell phone… and in return I gave him the fucking of his life. I even sucked his cock in the back of the store the day I went to pick out the laptop I needed. Oddly enough, two weeks later Stacy had the exact same laptop and phone as me, and while I think we both knew how the other had gotten theirs, we never talked about it.

I wasn’t leaving for school for a while, and Janice still expected me to do all my chores, so naturally I paid Frankie, or more accurately Frankie’s dick a visit. As usual he was more than happy to do whatever I wanted in exchange for me getting naked and sucking his hard young cock until he shot a thick load of bittersweet cum down my throat. He was still a virgin though, and begged me to change that, and I kept saying no, but what he didn’t realize was if he was still a virgin by the end of summer, my going away present to my cute stepb0ther was going to be his first fuck.

Everything was going great. Physically I felt as good as I had felt since my groin injury, and I was looking over the different majors that State offered to see which direction I wanted to take academically. I was also counting down the days when I would leave the trailer park, hopefully for good, and then something happened that threatened to change all of my plans… something horrible.

Stacy and I were working out in her back yard on a summer Saturday afternoon when suddenly we heard a loud ‘BOOOOM’. The sound was so loud that it set off some car alarms, and we just looked at each other as I said, “Holy shit… what the hell was that?”

“I don’t know… it sounded like something exploded, or maybe a really bad car crash over on the freeway,” Stacy replied as we both looked around.

Just then we heard the wail of sirens, and they didn’t sound too far away, and then Stacy pointed behind me and said, “Hey… look at that!”

I spun around and looked in the direction she was pointing, and I saw a plume of black smoke rising into the sky, and I realized it was coming from the direction of the trailer park. I quickly pulled my new phone out of my backpack and dialed Janice’s number, but it went into voicemail. Then I called Frankie’s phone, which was my old phone that I had given him, and it went into voicemail too. And finally, I tried the house phone… and the line was dead.

“Something’s wrong Stace… I gotta go,” I said in a panic as I slipped on my tennis shoes.

“I’m going with you,” Stacy said as she pulled on her shoes.

Bill had the car, but the trailer park was only about a mile from Stacy’s house, so we both ran as fast as we could. Normally Stacy’s longer strides made her the faster runner, but I was so amped up that she was having a hard time keeping up with me, and in no time we reached my trailer park, and you could see smoke rising from the back of the property… right where our trailer was.

“Oh no,” I groaned as I ran through the entrance with Stacy on my heels, following another fire truck that had just pulled in, and as I rounded the corner my worst fears came true… the fire trucks and ambulances were at our trailer, and smoke was coming from the back.

I started screaming, “Janice… Frankie… Janice… Frankie,” as I ran around the trailer, but a large fireman stopped me, saying, “Hold on young lady… I can’t let you go back there, it’s dangerous.”

“But I live here, and my mom and br0ther are home,” I answered, trying to pull my arm from his large hand.

He let out a sigh and said, “Okay Miss, I’ll take you back, but I need to warn you, there’s been a pretty bad injury,” and then he started leading me and Stacy around the back of the trailer.

We had to step over fire hoses as the firemen were extinguishing the last of the flames, and then I saw my stepmother, standing with her hands over her mouth as she sobbed, and lying in front of her on a stretcher was Frankie, surrounded by four EMT’s.

“Janice,” I called out as I approached her.

She turned and saw me, and as she threw her arms around me she sobbed, “Oh Lexi… my Frankie… he came out to light the grill, and it just blew up,” and then she completely melted down in my arms.

My own tears started to flow as I turned my head towards the stretcher. Half of my stepbr0ther’s face and head were wrapped in gauze with blood soaking through, and I could see the other half of his face was a reddish orange, and I knew he had been badly burned. Then I saw that they were wrapping both of his bloody hands with gauze and bandages.

He appeared to be unconsi0us, but they had an oxygen mask on him, and they kept on tending to his wounds, so I was pretty sure he was still alive. I motioned for Stacy to come over and comfort Janice while I talked to one of the EMT’s. Both Stacy and I were still only wearing our leotards, and oddly enough, I could see that some of the firemen were checking us out, even in the middle of all the chaos.

I found an EMT standing off to the side, and as I approached her I wiped away my tears and said, “My name is Lexi Drake, I’m his steps1ster, how is he?”

“His injuries don’t appear life threatening, but I’ll be honest with you, he’s pretty bad,” she said, and then she added, “His face was badly burned, and he was bleeding from his left eye. He also appears to have a broken jaw, probably caused by the concussion from the explosion.”

“What about his hands,” I asked as they continued to bandage them.

“Well we think the fire flashed over first, causing him to throw his hands in front of his face, and when the burners exploded, shrapnel tore up his hands pretty bad…they’ll do everything they can at the hospital,” she said, and then she added, “I’m so sorry.”

“Thanks,” I said as I wiped away my tears, and then I went over to where Stacy was still holding Janice.

“What did she say,” Janice asked.

“Well the good news is they don’t think any of his injuries are life threatening, but he did suffer some pretty severe burns to his face, some shrapnel wounds to his hands, and they think he has a broken jaw,” then I took a deep breath and added the worst part, “And they’re worried about his left eye.”

“Oh Frankie… my beautiful Frankie,” Janice sobbed again as I took her into my arms.

I watched as they rolled the stretcher to the back of the ambulance, and then the EMT that had given me the update came over and said, “Normally we can’t allow anyone to ride along in the ambulance, but he’s regained consci0usness and is a little scared, so one of you can ride with him.”

“Mom, why don’t you ride with him and I’ll follow in the car,” I said.

She looked at me with wide, teary eyes, and I could tell she appreciated that I called her ‘mom’ for the first time in quite a while, and then she nodded and said, “Okay Lexi… thanks honey.”

We stood next to the stretcher as they began raising the legs to put him in. I could see Frankie’s good eye darting back and forth between me and Janice, and I just leaned over and whispered, “You’re going to be alright Frankie, mom’s going to ride with you to the hospital and I’ll be right behind you in the car.”

He could only make a whimpering sound since they had taped his jaw shut, but he did give a slight nod of his head, letting me know he understood. I could tell he was in pain since they couldn’t give him anything until they checked for allergies, and I wanted to lean over and give him a kiss on the cheek, but with his face being so burned, I just winked at him and said, “I’ll see you at the hospital buddy.”

They loaded the stretcher into the ambulance and then helped Janice inside. Stacy wanted to go with me, but I told her I didn’t want her to be stuck since I was probably going to be there all night, and I would call her as soon as I knew anything. She understood and told me to call her if we needed anything brought to the hospital, and with tears in our eyes we hugged and said we loved each other.

I was still only wearing my leotard, so I asked one of the firemen if I could go inside and grab some clothes. He told me the grill was far enough away from the trailer that the explosion only did minor damage and burned off some of the siding, so he escorted me in. Pictures had been knocked off the walls, and there was some damage back by Janice’s room, but it didn’t look too bad. I went into my room and slipped on a pair of shorts and a tee shirt, and then followed the ambulance to the hospital.

When I pulled in there was already a group of ER doctors and nurses surrounding Frankie’s stretcher as they wheeled him in. I quickly parked the car and then ran to Janice, who was just standing there looking helpless and afraid, so I wrapped my arm around her shoulder, and we followed behind.

They took Frankie straight into a room, but as we tried to follow, the nurse stopped us and politely said, “I’m sorry ladies, you can’t go back there until we have him completely stabilized and start treating his wounds, but I promise you that as soon as we know more, someone will come and get you,” and then she escorted us into the waiting area.

We sat at a desk where Janice gave the nurse Frankie’s complete medical history and any d**g allergies he might have so they could give him medication. Then we took a seat in the waiting room and waited, and waited, and waited. Finally, after about three hours, two doctors emerged from the ER and approached us.

First they confirmed what the EMT had told me, that none of Frankie’s injuries were life-threatening. It did appear that when he raised his hands, he blocked some of the shrapnel that might have done more serious damage, so as bad as his hands were, it could have been worse. Of course, all the news wasn’t good. Frankie’s facial burns were severe, so there would be a series of skin grafts and cosmetic surgeries, and all they could promise was that they would do their best to keep scarring to a minimum.

In addition, Frankie’s jaw had been fractured by the concussion from the bl@st, so they would have to wire it shut for some time, and he would have to take nourishment through IV’s, and then with things like milkshakes, protein drinks, soups and even baby foods when he was able to suck through a straw.

Then there were Frankie’s hands. As soon as they took him into the ER a neurosurgeon began working on them, trying to piece together the damage that the explosion had done. They had managed to reattach the index finger of his left hand, but he had lost the pinky and ring finger of his dominant right hand. In addition he had suffered nerve and tendon damage in both hands, which meant a loss of some dexterity, but they believed a few months of therapy would strengthen them. And for the finale, they told us that it was too early to tell, but there was a possibility that he could lose sight in his left eye.

For the next few weeks, Frankie went through pure hell with all the skin grafts and cosmetic procedures on his face, as well as the multiple surgeries on his mangled hands and damaged eye. I felt so sorry for the poor k1d, but he was a real trooper, and finally, after three long weeks, which must have felt like three years to him, they released him from the hospital.

His journey wasn’t over though. His hands were still bandaged after the numerous surgeries, and would be that way for weeks, so they hadn’t even started the therapy yet. His jaw was still wired shut, although he was finally able to suck through a straw with only minimum discomfort, and it did appear that the optical surgery had been a success, so there was optimism that he would completely regain sight in his left eye. They also kept a bandage over half of his face as the skin grafts continued to heal.

They also sent a clinical psychologist to talk to Frankie. They explained that sometimes people who suffered life-changing injuries can spiral into a deep depression, thinking that their very existence is a burden to their fam1ly and friends, and therapy helped. She also met privately with Janice and me, and stressed how important it was for us to impress upon him that nothing he needed was an inconvenience to us, and that he would be self-sufficient again once he healed.

Frankie could walk, but wasn’t even able to use his hands to push himself up, or hold onto anything, so even though he had the use of his legs, he was for all intents and purposes still bedridden. He looked like a mummy as he shuffled around, and then we would have to help him back into bed.

We put him in a hospital gown so it would be easier for us when we he had to go to the bathroom, and of course, even that was something he would need help with since he had no use of his hands… but I had already told Janice in a joking manner that when he needed his butt wiped, that was her job!!

Then we arranged for a hospital table to roll over his bed so he could just move his head to reach his drink straw, and since he could only make noises instead of talking with his jaw still wired shut, Janice picked up a baby monitor so we could hear him in another room if he needed us.

Things actually went pretty well. The canning plant let Janice take a leave of absence, and even took up a collection to help with the bills. She rarely left Frankie’s side, and even stopped going to the bar and meeting men. I picked up the slack with all the chores, as well as running the errands, and I even convinced Janice to go out a couple of times while I stayed with Frankie, but she was home by 9:00 pm, so I knew she wasn’t getting laid… in fact I was sure she hadn’t been since before the accident.

Then about a week after he was home, Janice took Frankie to the bathroom, and when she got him back to his bed I heard her calling, “Lexi, can you come and give me a hand?”

I walked in to find Janice standing next to the bed with Frankie, and she said, “Can you get some towels and spread them out on the bed, after that last trip to the bathroom I realized that someone needs a sponge bath!”

Janice and I laughed, and the corner of Frankie’s mouth curled and we heard a chuckle in his throat as he even laughed at his mom’s joke. Because only gauze covered the open wounds on his hands and the burns on his face, we couldn’t chance putting him in a shower or tub, no matter how well we covered him, so I went and got a large piece of plastic and laid it over his bed, and then I spread the towels over top of it, and we prepared to give Frankie his first sponge bath since coming home.

After putting the towels doen, I filled a basin with warm water and got a fresh sponge. Once everything was in place, Janice untied Frankie’s hospital gown, and then she said, “Frankie honey, I know you might be a little embarrassed being naked in front of Lexi, but I can’t do this by myself so she’s going to have to help me.”

Of course Janice didn’t know that Frankie and I had seen each other naked more than once, but I wasn’t about to tell her, and Frankie still couldn’t talk, so I just carefully pulled the hospital gown down over his bandaged hands and threw it aside. At first Frankie stood next to the bed as Janice wet the sponge and began washing his back. Then as I steadied him, she used the sponge to clean his cute little ass.

Janice slid the sponge between his cheeks, scrubbing his tiny anus, and as she did I looked down to see Frankie’s shriveled penis starting to grow. I didn’t say a word as I watched his organ swell from a small tube to a fully erect cock. Janice was still looking at his back so she hadn’t seen the transformation, but I saw his uncovered eye close tightly, and I knew it was because he was trying to wish his erection away.

Janice finally finished washing her son’s back, and then she said, “Okay Frankie, let’s get you on the bed.”

We gently supported Frankie’s weight as we helped him sit down, and then Janice put her hand behind his neck so he wouldn’t tense his jaw as we lowered him down. Frankie groaned slightly, and as his back made contact with the towel covered mattress, Janice looked down his body and saw her son’s rock hard cock sticking straight up from his groin.

“Oh,” cried out in surprised, and I figured this was the first time she was seeing her b0y’s penis in an excited state. The first time I saw it, it was about 5 inches long, and over the years I had watched it grow to about six and a half inches. Janice quickly composed herself, and then tried to act like she hadn’t noticed anything as she washed his face and torso, before bypassing his groin down to his legs and feet.

I could see Frankie’s chest rising and falling rapidly as his breathing became more erratic. Then I looked down at his hard dick and I could see it bouncing with the beat of his heart. When I looked at Janice’s face I could see I wasn’t the only one focused on his erect penis. She was trying to divert her eyes as she sponged him down, but I could tell she was fascinated by his arousal, and for some reason seeing her fixated on her own s0n’s erection had my own private regions tingling.

She began moving the sponge up his thighs, and then back to his torso, avoiding his crotch again. She moved the sponge in small circles on his flat stomach, and as she did the back of her hand bumped his pale pink cockhead, making Frankie’s body flinch, and then he let out a low groan. “I’m sorry honey, I’ll try to finish as fast as I can,” she said as she washed his hips, and then moved to his pubic mound.

Janice may have been in denial, but she had to know that it was her sponge bath that had given her son a raging hard on, and I also knew he was in pure agony, since it had been a month since he was able to jerk off. With his hand injuries, the poor k1d couldn’t grip his cock, and he couldn’t even roll over and rub it against a mattress for relief… only someone else could relieve his sexual frustration, and I knew who it should be.

Now Janice slid the sponge between Frankie’s legs, and he groaned as she dragged it over his swollen testicles. She was trying to be gentle, but that was exactly the opposite of what Frankie wanted. He would have enjoyed nothing more than for his mother to put the sponge down and cradle his cum-filled balls in her bare hand, but instead she dipped the sponge in the warm water again.

This time Janice pressed the sponge along the entire length of her son’s cock, causing his entire body to quake, and then she moved it back and forth as she washed him, and a strangled sound emanated from his throat. I knew if she kept moving the sponge on his tormented prick, Frankie would probably expl0de, but instead she dropped it back in the basin.

Frankie was stimulated to his breaking point, with no hope for release, and I felt horrible for him. Then I looked at Janice, and I could see that her face was flushed, and her hands were shaking slightly, and it was obvious that Frankie’s condition was having an effect on her too, but I wasn’t sure if she was aroused or just overwhelmed. All I did know was my own pussy felt like a hornet’s nest as I watched Janice pick up a towel and begin gently drying her son’s cock and balls.

I watched as Frankie humped his hips upward, trying to create any kind of friction as his mom wrapped her towel covered hand around his hard shaft and dried it. Then she released his erection and began patting his ball sack dry. He kept groaning as his mother handled his cock and balls, and then she put the towel down and said, “Okay Frankie, I’m all done.”

Once again Frankie let out a loud moan, but this time I was sure it was out of frustration, and as I looked at Janice, I could see that she was still staring at her son’s erect prick, which looked like it was on the verge of popping. The head had turned from a pale pink cap to a puffy purple knob, and the shaft looked like it would burst through his skin. Even his balls looked abnormally swollen. I knew something had to be done for the poor k1d, so I walked over to Janice and whispered, “You have to help him.”

“Lexi, I… I…” she stuttered, but she didn’t move.

“Janice, he’s your son and he’s in agony… he’s a teenage b0y who can’t use his hands, and he needs relief… you have to help him, remember what the psychologist said,” I said even more f0rcefully.

Once again Janice stood frozen in place, but she was still mesmerized by her son’s hard cock. I could tell she was fighting an internal battle between relieving her son’s discomfort and dealing with what she feared she might feel afterwards, so I walked over and sat next to Frankie on the bed.

With Janice watching us, I gently laid my hand on Frankie’s thigh, right next to his twitching cock and I said, “Frankie, I know how frustrated you are… do you want me to help you?’

First an excited gurgle formed in Frankie’s throat, and even with his jaw wired shut, he managed to groan an approving “Uhh huhhh,”

I looked over my shoulder at Janice, who stood motionless, and then I reached towards Frankie’s groin and slowly wrapped my hand around his stiff shaft.

“Rrrrggglllll,” Frankie growled as I gripped his twitching member, and then I began slowly stroking my hand up and down the hard column of flesh.

Janice stood transfixed as she watched me stroking her son’s cock. Even though she was wearing sweat pants and a tee shirt, and no makeup, she was still a stunning woman, and I could see her hard nipples poking out her tee shirt as I masturbated Frankie, telling me that she was definitely aroused.

Suddenly the room was filled with sexual tension. When I glanced at Frankie, I could see he wasn’t looking at me or my hand, he was staring straight at his mom as I jerked his hard member. Then I looked at Janet and saw that her eyes were still firmly locked on her son’s hard prick. I could feel it swelling even more in my hand as I stroked him, and then I shocked both of them, and myself, when without warning I leaned forward and took Frankie’s bloated cock into my mouth.

A loud squeal came from Frankie’s throat, and even Janice let out a low groan as I took the entire length of him into my mouth. It wasn’t the first time I had given him a blowjob, but it was as far as Janice knew, and I could see her squirming and pressing her thighs together as I sucked his cock. Then she actually moved to where she could get a better view of it slipping in and out of my lips.

Frankie was gurgling and groaning as I sucked him, and I knew he was going to cum soon. Janice just watched silently as I used my lips and tongue to bring him to the edge. Then I reached between his legs and massaged his full balls, and when I felt them pull up tight against his body I knew it was time.

I always loved swallowing Frankie’s rich, creamy load… not for the taste, but for the pleasure I was giving him, but this time I wanted Janice to see what it looked like when her son came, so just as I felt the base of his shaft starting to twitch, I pulled my mouth from his dick, and the first p0werful spurt of pearly white cum launched from the tip, flew about two feet in the air and landed on his chest.

Frankie started grunting like some kind of wild an1mal as his shaft began pulsing in my hand, spraying ropes of thick ejaculate onto his chest and stomach. His cock was spewing like a fountain, and it was obvious by the amount of sperm he was sh00ting that he hadn’t cum in a while.

“Oh Frankie, oh Frankie,” Janice moaned as she watched her son’s cock spit forth its contents, and my own pussy was bubbling over as I milked every ounce of warm semen from his shrinking testicles. I could feel his orgasm starting to fade, and Janice just stood motionless as she watched the last of her son’s pent up load leak from the swollen head of his twitching prick and run down over my hand.

Frankie’s orgasm finally came to an end, and as he slumped back onto the mattress, I seriously thought about licking up the pools of opaque fluid that dotted his torso and covered my hand, but when I saw how flushed Janice’s face was, and how erratically she was breathing, I thought doing that might actually cause her to hyperventilate, so I restrained myself.

I picked up a towel and began cleaning up the mess that Frankie’s massive climax had caused. Then after wiping up the residual from my hand I threw the towel into the hamper. Janice still had a dazed look on her face as I stood next to her and whispered, “Are you okay… I just think he really needed that.”

“Yeah, I’m ummm… I’m fine,” she answered, and she seemed like she was in a state of shock, and then it looked like her knees went weak as she said, “Lexi, I think I need to go lie down for a little while.”

With that Janice walked out of Frankie’s bedroom, through the remodeled kitchen, and into her own bedroom, closing the door behind her. When she was gone I walked over to Frankie’s bed, and then I leaned over and kissed him on the one part of his face that wasn’t burned or covered with bandages… the corner of his mouth.

When I lifted my face, I could see he was smiling, and then he tried to say something, but even though I couldn’t make out the words, I was certain I knew what he had said so I smiled and replied, “You’re welcome.”

Now that it was over, I couldn’t believe that I had actually given my stepbr0ther a hand job and blowjob in front of his mother. It wasn’t that I thought I had done anything wrong, in fact the whole thing had my pussy aching for some attention, but I was worried about Janice, so I decided to go check on her. I approached her room, and just before I knocked I leaned my ear to the paper thin door, and a smile came to my face as I heard the familiar, unmistakable low hum of her vibrator.

‘Oh my God, she’s getting herself off,’ I thought to myself. Watching me suck her son’s cock and seeing it spew a fountain of rich young cum hadn’t freaked her out, it had turned her on. Her hard nipples had been a clue, but the fact that she was masturbating was proof that the whole thing had set her pussy ablaze. And just to remove the last vestiges of doubt, I heard her groan, “Oh Frankie, cum for m0mmy… cum for m0mmy…” as her own orgasm washed over her.

When Janice’s moans finally trailed off, I tiptoed back through the kitchen. I stuck my head into Frankie’s room and saw he was enjoying a post-orgasmic nap, and then I slipped into my room and closed and locked the door behind me. Once inside I couldn’t get my shorts and panties off fast enough. Then I pulled out one of my own vibrators and pressed it against my hard clit.

I closed my eyes and thought back to the look on Janice’s face as I wrapped my hand, and then my mouth around her son’s erection. Then I pictured how she reacted when Frankie sh0t his huge load of thick sperm all over his chest and stomach. I could feel my groin starting to tighten, and as I remembered listening to Janice masturbating through her bedroom door, and groaning Frankie’s name as she reached orgasm, my own pussy had a nuclear meltdown.

My mind raced with different visions as I came. Then as my orgasm finally ended, I started to wonder what was going through Janice’s mind. She hadn’t done anything to stop me from giving Frankie the relief he needed, and more importantly, what I heard outside her door told me the whole thing had aroused her. At first I thought I should talk to her about it, but then I decided that if she wanted to discuss it, I’d let her make the first move, and with that I drifted off into a peaceful, satisfied sleep.

For the next week, neither Janice nor I mentioned what happened. It seemed like she just wanted to move forward, as if nothing happened, so I decided to respect her wishes. Besides, in just two more weeks I was leaving for school, so there was no sense in things being awkward between us.

Frankie’s condition hadn’t really changed much during that week, although they had taken some of the bandages from his face. He still needed help with going to the bathroom, and still needed to drink from a straw, but the prognosis was good. I was worried about Janice having to take care of him by herself, and offered to see if they would defer my scholarship, but Janice wouldn’t hear of it.

Then one afternoon I was sitting in my room looking at some things I would need to take care of with my class schedule at State when I heard Janice call out, “Hey Lexi, can you come and help me?”

I went into Frankie’s room and found Janice holding some towels, and she said, “I think Frankie needs another sponge bath… can you help me?”

“Sure,” I said, and then I noticed that instead of the old sweats and makeup free face that Janice had sported when we gave Frankie his first sponge bath, she was now wearing a pair of shorts that showed off her long legs, a tank top without a bra which let her large breasts swing free, and she was fully made up. I wasn’t sure why she wanted to look so good, but my suspicions sent a rush of warmth to my groin.

I went to get the wash basin, and when I returned, Frankie and Janice were standing next to the bed, and this time he was already erect thanks to the way she was dressed. I put the basin down, and then she took the sponge and started washing his back. Once again he stood still as she slid the sponge across his shoulders, under his arms and down to his hips. Then she moved down to his legs, and I carefully balanced him as he lifted one foot, and then the other as she washed them. Then she dipped the sponge in the water again, wrung out the excess water, and then began washing his buttocks.

The room was completely silent as she washed each butt cheek, and then she slipped the sponge into the crack of Frankie’s ass, and as she slowly moved it up and down, I watched his hard penis bouncing up and down. Then she pushed the sponge between his legs from behind and dragged it underneath his scrotum, and he let out a low groan.

Janice grabbed a soft towel and dried Frankie’s back, and then she and I turned him and laid him back on the bed. His erection bobbed above his pubic mound as she wet the sponge again, and then she began washing his shoulders and chest. I could see how aroused Frankie was, and my pussy was gushing like a fountain. The only question was what Janice was feeling.

After washing his stomach, Janice moved down to his legs. When she had given Frankie his first sponge bath, she had been very clinical, even after he had gotten an erection, but this time she was moving the sponge slowly, almost sensually, and as she washed her son’s body, her eyes were focused directly on his twitching penis. I saw her lick her plump red lips as she moved the sponge up his thighs, and I was starting to believe that she was just as aroused as Frankie and I were.

Now Janice dipped the sponge between Frankie’s legs, and he let out another groan as gently washed his balls. I also realized that from his angle, Frankie could see right down the front of his mom’s shirt as her milky white breasts swayed with her washing motion. My pussy was on fire as I watched her gently massage his scrotum, and I could see her nipples were hard as she dragged the sponge along his erection, causing his whole body to tremble.

Slowly and deliberately Janice moved the sponge up to the head of his cock, and then down to the base, and then up again, and then down. Frankie made a gurgling noise, and he was looking directly down his mother’s shirt as she used the sponge to masturbate him. Now I was sure she was doing it on purpose, and it was taking every ounce of strength not to shove my hand in my shorts and finger my aching cunt.

I could see Frankie’s chest heaving as Janice kept moving the sponge up and down his stiff rod, but then he groaned in disappointment as she took the sponge away. Then she picked up a towel and gently dried his groin… but this time, instead of announcing that his bath was over, she slowly slid her hand up his thigh, and then wrapped her fingers around his throbbing prick.

Frankie groaned as his mom’s hand encircled his shaft, and then she started slowly moving her fist up and down. She didn’t say a word as she masturbated him, but I could see where his eyes were focused, so I stepped behind her and began pulling her tank top up. Janice made no move to stop me, and instead lifter her arms up so I could take the shirt off. Then as Frankie’s good eye focused on her ripe breasts and hard pink nipples, she gripped his cock and started stroking him again.

Gasping sounds formed in Frankie’s throat as he watched his mother’s magnificent tits swaying back and forth with each hand stroke of his rock hard shaft. I knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, so I sat behind Janice on the edge of the bed. As she continued to stroke his cock I rested my hand on her shoulder and started pushing her forward. Janice didn’t resist, and I could see Frankie watching as his mother’s face moved closer and closer to his crotch, and then he let out the loudest moan I had ever heard as she opened her lips and sucked his bloated penis into her warm mouth.

Frankie’s body quaked as his Janice’s lips sealed around his stiff shaft. Then as I rested my hand between her shoulders, I felt her body moving up and down as she began bobbing her head on his burgeoning prick. Once she had started, I moved to where I could see better, and I nearly came as watched Frankie’s dick disappearing deep into his mother’s mouth again and again.

Frankie was whimpering with pleasure as his Janice sucked him, and while I had the urge to put my head next to hers and share his cock, I decided not to interfere and just sat back and watched. I squeezed my legs tightly together, putting pressure on my aching cunt as I watched Janice slide her hand between her son’s legs and massage his balls.

Watching Janice give Frankie a blowjob was the most arousing thing I had ever seen. I could tell by watching her cheeks that she was rolling her tongue around the puffy head of his cock, and as he got closer to cumming, she wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft, and began stroking it in unison with her mouth. I knew this wasn’t the first blowjob she had ever given, and I was actually a little jealous of her technique.

My cunt was throbbing as I watched Janice bob her head faster, and suddenly Frankie arched his back and let out a guttural moan, letting her know he was about to cum, but instead of releasing his cock like I had, she sealed her lips behind the head and began jacking him with her hand. Just then Frankie screamed through his wired jaw, and Janice’s cheeks ballooned out as his cum flooded her mouth.

“GRRGGGLLL”, Frankie growled as his cock flexed again and again, pumping his thick seed into his mother’s oral cavity. I could hear Janice humming around his shaft as she swallowed his salty spunk, not letting a drop leak from between her lips. I had never witnessed anything as erotic as Janice greedily sucking every drop of her son’s gooey discharge from his twitching prick, until the last of his load oozed from the tip and slid down her throat.

Frankie’s body finally relaxed, and after sucking the residual cum from her son’s dick, Janice let the deflating organ slip from between her lips. I could still see a small dollop of sperm clinging to her lower lip, and she used her tongue to scoop the last of his treat into her mouth. Then she stood up on shaky legs and softly said, “Lexi, can you help Frankie put his gown back on… I think I’m going to go lie down.”

She was still naked from the waist up, and her beautiful breasts stood proud as she walked out of the room. Then I stuck my head around the corner and watched her incredible ass as she walked through the kitchen, into her room, and then closed the door behind her.

I helped Frankie put his gown back on, and then got him back into bed. I kissed him on the corner of the mouth again, and then I said, “Frankie, are you okay with what just happened?”

He couldn’t say anything of course, but he managed to nod.

Then I said, “And you know your mom did that because she loves you, and wanted to help you, right?”

Again, he nodded.

Then I said, “One last question, are you glad that she did it?”

When Frankie nodded vigorously, I knew he didn’t feel bad about what had just happened, so I kissed him again, and then I said, “Remember, you have the best mom in the world.”

Frankie was asleep before I left the room, and I knew he was going to be fine with what had just happened, but now I was a little worried about Janice. She had just giving her son the most loving blowjob I had ever seen, but now I was concerned with her having any feelings of guilt or regret.

I slowly tiptoed through the kitchen and pressed my ear to the door, and sure enough, I heard the buzzing of Janice’s vibrator again. My own pussy was still aching for attention, and I thought about going to my room and giving my own vibrator a workout, but for some reason I reached for the doorknob, and when I felt that it wasn’t locked, I took a deep breath and opened the door.

Janice never heard me come in, and what I saw stopped in my tracks. She was lying on her back, completely naked with her legs spread wide and her knees pulled up so her feet were off the mattress. Her pussy lips were swollen and shining as she held her flesh colored vibrator to her clit, while her free hand pinched and tweaked her nipples as her orgasm built. Her eyes were closed tightly, and they didn’t open until she felt the bed move as I sat next to her.

When her eyes snapped open and she saw me, she started to pull the vibrator from her clit as she said, “Lexi… what are you…”

I quickly covered her hand with mine, pressing the vibrator back to her clit as I said, “Please don’t stop Janice,”

She let out a soft moan as I used my hand to hold hers in place, and as she looked up at me she said, “Oh Lexi, why am I so turned on… I shouldn’t… I shouldn’ have…”

“Don’t feel bad about what you did with Frankie… he needed you Janice, and just like the psychologist said, you were there for him,” I whispered as I kept the vibrator pressed against her clit.

She groaned as the sex toy rolled around her pleasure button, and then she said, “But what if he needs me again,” and then her back arched as I rotated her hand so the vibrator moved around on her clit.

“Then you’ll be there for him again, because you’re his mother, and you’ll do whatever you need to do for him until he’s healthy again… and trust me, he’ll understand when it has to stop,” I said as I took the vibrator from her hand and pushed it deep inside her pussy.

“Ohhhhh Lexi,” Janice groaned as I slowly fucked the vibrator in and out of her tight cunt, and then she asked, “But why did giving my son a blowjob turn me on so much… God I’m so turned on.”

“You’re turned on because you’re human, otherwise you couldn’t have done what you did to relieve Frankie’s pain and frustration, and he wouldn’t be sleeping peacefully in his room right now. That’s all that matters… you helped your son, and there’s nothing wrong with that,” I replied.

I knew the psychologist probably wasn’t recommending a blowjob when she suggested that we do whatever we could for Frankie, but I was going to do everything I could to manipulate Janice’s sexuality, not because I wanted something from her like I had Mr. McCann, Bill or Coach Pryor, but because I wanted to convince her that she shouldn’t feel guilty about what she had done with Frankie… because all she had done was take care of her son, and I truly believed that.

Janice looked up at me as I slowly moved the vibrator in and out of her pussy, and then I leaned my face close to hers and whispered, “You did nothing wrong.”

“But Lexi…” she started.

“You did nothing wrong,” I said again.

“But Lexi I…” she repeated.

“You did nothing wrong,” I said once more, and this time, before she had a chance to disagree, I pressed my lips to hers in a deep, wet kiss.

At first I felt her full red lips tighten, but as I slowly massaged them with mine, they began to relax, and then it was Janice’s tongue that slipped into my mouth. Now we were kissing each other as I continued to move the vibrator in and out of her cunt. I could feel her vaginal walls gripping the shaft as I fucked her with the vibrating toy, and then as I pressed the tip against her clit again, I lowered my head and sucked her erect nipple into my mouth… rolling my tongue around the rubbery tip.

“Oh Lexiiiiii,” she groaned as I teased one nipple, and then the other. Then I dropped the vibrator onto the bed and started using my fingers on her sopping wet cunt.

Her breasts were magnificent, and her hard nipples were so sensitive that it felt like I could give her and orgasm just by licking and sucking on them. I always knew that Janice was a highly sexual being, especially since the day I watched her sucking McCann’s huge cock until he dumped his load down her throat in exchange for bags full of goods. In a way she had taught me how to use my sexuality to get what I wanted, and without her knowing it, I was now thanking her.

I reluctantly left her beautiful tits and started moving down her body, and suddenly she stopped me and said, “Lexi… I’ve never been with another woman.”

I just looked into her eyes, smiled and said, “Well I have, so why don’t you just lie back and enjoy yourself?”

I continued kissing down her body, and she let out a moan as I teased her belly button with my tongue before moving down to her pubic mound, which she had shaved into a small landing strip. Her body shuddered as I made little circles with the tip of my tongue, edging closer and closer to her pussy, and then I moved my body between Janice’s long legs and dipped my tongue into her soaked gash.

“Ohhhh Lexi,” she groaned as I slowly tongue fucked her while my hands slipped under her body and gripped her succulent derriere.

I was still fully clothed, but I didn’t care. All I wanted to do was relieve Janice of both her sexual frustration, and any guilt or regret she might have about what happened with Frankie. I moved my mouth up until my lips circled her aching clit, and then I began flicking at it with the tip of my tongue.

Janice arched her back as I assaulted her hard clit, and her thick nectar poured from her pussy and onto my lips and chin. It was the texture of warm syrup, and the scent was amazing. Even though I still had a slight preference for men, I had a great appreciation for eating pussy, and hers may have been the sweetest I had ever eaten.

Now Janice was groaning uncontrollably as her head lolled back and forth, and I knew she was going to cum soon. I started swirling my tongue on her clit again, and then I picked up the vibrator and pressed it against her opening, and just as she was about to cum I plunged it deep in her cunt.

“OHHH FUUUUUCK,” Janice wailed as her pussy clamped down on the vibrator, and her insides went into a series of vi0lent contractions. She started humping against the sex toy, driving it deeper into her body as her orgasm ripped through her groin. I could tell her clit was getting too sensitive so I backed my tongue away and used the vibrator to slowly milk the final spasms from her climax… and then her body went limp.

Janice was still gasping for post-orgasmic air as I slowly moved my body until I was lying next to her, and as she slowly opened her eyes, she said, “My God Lexi, that was incredible… where did you learn that?”

“Well that doesn’t matter, I’m just glad because you deserved a little pleasure, and remember, what you did for Frankie wasn’t about sex…. you didn’t just give him a blowjob out of the clear blue. Sometimes circumstances dictate what’s proper, and he almost lost his life. He has been in agony for two months, and today he needed you in a way that sons don’t usually need their mothers, and you were there for him, just like the psychologist suggested. Maybe you got turned on, but you’re only human, and he understands that when he’s healthy, things will go back to the way they were, I promise you,” I said.

“Thanks honey, that really means a lot,” she said, and then she looked at me and said, “You know, you just did something pretty amazing for me, is there anything I can do for you?”

“You’ve done plenty for me Janice, and that was my way of thanking you… so why don’t you just get some rest,” I said as I got out of bed, taking one last look at her gorgeous body for masturbatory purposes before pulling the covers over her.

Then as I reached the door she said, “Lexi, if it’s okay for me to get aroused, why aren’t you?”

I smiled at her and said, “Oh I’m crazy horny… but I have my own vibrator and you need some rest, so go to sleep,” and then I closed the door.

I checked on Frankie, and he was sound asleep, and then I went to my room, pulled out my vibrator and came twice… once as I remembered watching Janice as she sucked Frankie’s cock until he came in her mouth, and again as I thought about licking hew sweet pussy until she came. Then I drifted off into my own deep slumber,

The next few weeks flew by, and before I knew it, it was only two days until I was off to State. I had taken care of everything I needed, and was in the process of packing. I still felt a little guilty about leaving Janice alone to take care of Frankie, but since the explosion the entire community had rallied around the family. A local contractor did all the repairs on the trailer, stores replaced all the items that were lost, pharmacies, including McCann’s, donated much of the medical supplies Frankie would need, and a local moving company was providing a van to move all my stuff up to State’s campus.

The day before I was leaving, Janice went out to run some errands and pick up Frankie’s prescriptions at McCann’s, so I knew she was going to be gone for a while. After she left I walked into Frankie’s room where he was lying in bed watching TV. They had finally taken the wiring from his jaw, and he was starting to eat more solid foods. They had also removed a lot of the gauze, and now only a small white patch covered his injured eye, and the doctors were getting more optimistic that he might only suffer a partial loss of sight in the eye, if any at all.

Unfortunately, Frankie’s hands were healing slower, since they had done numerous surgeries to insert various plates and rods, so he was still pretty helpless, but they were hoping to take the bandages off soon, and at least he would be able to hold a fork. He would probably have to learn to write with his left hand, since the right had suffered the most damage, but one thing he would be able to do, which would make Janice very happy, was wipe his own ass!

As I stood at the foot if his bed I asked, “Can I get you anything?”

“No thanks,” he said, his mouth still sounding a little garbled.

Then I walked over to the side of the bed and said, “You know I’m leaving for college tomorrow.”

“Yeah,” he said sounding very sad, and when I look at his one uncovered eye, I could see a tear forming in it, and then rolling down his cheek.

“Oh Frankie,” I said as tears came to my own eyes, and then I said, “Before I leave, I want to give you something.”

“What,” he asked, but I didn’t reply. Instead I just reached for his blanket and pulled it down, and then I pulled up his gown, exposing his private parts. Then I sat down on the edge of the bed, lowered my head to his lap and sucked his limp penis into my mouth.

“Oh Lexi,” he groaned as I began mouthing his soft prick, and it immediately began swelling between my lips. In less than a minute he was fully erect, and then he started groaning as I slid my lips up and down his smooth, hard shaft.

I think he figured I was giving him a goodbye blowjob, but I had something different in mind. I stood up and pulled my shirt over my head, and then I took my bra off and tossed it aside. Then I slid my shorts and panties down and kicked them aside. Now I was nude, and I did a little pirouette, giving him one last look.

Mine had been the first naked female body he had ever seen in person, and now that I was leaving for school, I wanted to give him what I figured would be his final look at my nude body. Then I climbed onto his bed, but instead of taking his cock back into my mouth like I usually did, I knelt next to him, and then I d****d my left leg over his hip, straddling him.

“Lexi… what are you doing,” he asked as he looked at my tits, which were practically in his face.

I leaned forward, pressed my lips to his ear and whispered, “When I leave here tomorrow, you’re no longer going to be a virgin.”

“Oh God Lexi,” he groaned as I reached down and wrapped my hand around his shaft, holding his erection straight up. Then I moved my hips until my wet opening touched his swollen cockhead, and as tears formed in my eyes again I whispered, “I love you Frankie,” and then I impaled myself.

Frankie and I both let out loud groans as my pussy enveloped his cock. I lowered my hips until our pubic bones were pressed together, and the head of his prick was deep in my belly. At first I just held still, wanting him to remember the first time he was inside a woman for the rest of his life. Then I looked directly into his good eye and said, “Well, you’re not a virgin anymore.”

“It feels amazing Lexi,” he said as I squeezed his cock with my kegel muscles.

“It feels amazing to me too Frankie, you have a beautiful cock,” I whispered back, and then I began slowly riding him.

“Oh my God,” Frankie groaned as my tight cunt began sheathing and unsheathing his rock hard prick again and again. I was being careful to not hit his hands or his face as I pumped my hips up and down like a piston, but he managed to lean his head forward and capture one of my nipples between his lips.

“Ahhhh,” I gasped as he flicked his tongue over the rubbery tip, but he couldn’t keep his head at that angle and fell back to his pillow.

Then I placed my hands on either side of his pillow and began riding him harder and faster. I could feel my own insides starting to tighten as I fucked my stepbr0ther, and as he started groaning louder, I knew his climax was building.

“I wish I didn’t have these bandages so I could hold your butt,” Frankie groaned as I ground my hips down on his lap.

I felt bad that he couldn’t touch me, so I said, “Frankie, you really like my ass, don’t you.”

“I think it’s perfect,” he replied.

“Well then you’ll love this,” I said, and then I lifted myself, turned around into the reverse cowgirl position, and then I pressed his cock to my drenched pussy lips and lowered myself back onto him.

“Oh fuuuuck,” Frankie groaned as I began riding him again.

From this angle I knew he had a perfect view of my plump ass and wet pussy sliding up and his shaft, and as I felt my own orgasm building I groaned, “How do you like this view Frankie?”

“It’s… it’s amazing,” he groaned, and I could tell by his voice that he wasn’t going to last much longer.

I bounced my ass up and down faster, plunging his cock in and out of my tight canal, and then I reached back between my legs and alternated between stroking his balls and rubbing my hard clit. I was determined to cum with Frankie, and I wanted to accelerate my own orgasm.

“Oh Lexi… this is… this is incredible,” he groaned as he watched his cock disappear and reappear from deep in my pussy again and again.

My finger was a blur on my hard clit now, and as my orgasm approached I could feel my insides tightening around Frankie’s prick, and I was sure he could feel it to. Then just as I felt the first spasm deep in my groan, he screamed, “Lexi… I’m CUMMMIIINNNGGG!!!

I felt Frankie’s cock buck between my tight pussy lips, and then hot cum bathed my insides as he began unloading his balls deep in my belly. At the same time the muscles deep in my own groin clamped down on Frankie’s spewing prick, and I came.

“NNNGGGAAAAHHHH,” I wailed as my cunt began convulsing. Frankie and I were cumming together, and I kept riding him as the muscles my vaginal walls milked every bit of hot spunk from his spitting snake. Both of us were grunting and groaning as our orgasms started to ease, and then with one last sigh, I lowered my hips until his twitching shaft was buried in me to the hilt, and I collapsed.

As my muscles relaxed, I could feel Frankie’s warm sperm leaking from my pussy and running down onto my thighs and his balls. I turned my body around, managing to keep Frankie’s semi-hard cock lodged inside my drenched cunt as I did, and then I leaned forward and kissed him tenderly on the lips. And as tears formed in my eyes, I whispered, “I’m really going to miss you Frankie.”

“I’m going to miss you too Lexi,” he answered as another tear ran down his cheek.

Then I looked at him and said, “You know Frankie, what happened the other day between you and your mom… you need to remember that she wanted to help you, and you can’t expect that to become a regular thing when you’re healthy again, she is still your mom and you’re still her son.”

“I understand Lexi,” he replied.

Then I asked, “Well, was losing your virginity as good as you hoped it would be?”

“It was better… because it was with you,” he answered, and then he said, “Thanks Lexi, for being a great big s1ster, and a great friend to me and my mom.”

That was it, I held the tears in as long as I could while I cleaned Frankie up, and then as I picked up my clothes and left the room, I looked back and said, “And thank you for being the best little br0ther a girl could ever want,” and then I went into my room and broke down.

Janice got home about an hour later, and after Frankie went to sleep, we sat up and talked. I reiterated that she had no reason to feel guilty about what happened with Frankie, and that until he was healed, he might need her help again. I also told her that I had a talk with him, and that he understood that what she had done was for him because of his condition, and that when he was healthy, it was over.

The next day the truck picked up my things and got on the road to State. Stacy was taking me to the airport, so I wanted to say my goodbyes before she got there. Frankie managed to wrap his arms around me and give me a hug, even though his hands were still wrapped like boxing gloves, and we both cried. Then me and Janice went out into the living room and waited for Stacy.

We sat quietly at first, both of us trying to control our emotions, and then Janice said, “Lexi, I know you’re not really my d@ughter, which is probably good considering what we did the other day, but I want you to know that watching you grow into the woman you’ve become has been amazing, and I just know you’re going to do great at State.”

“Thanks Janice,” I said, trying to hold back the flood gates, and then I added, “I’m really glad my dad met you after my mom died, and I can never express how much you and Frankie have met to me, and how much I’ve learned from you… maybe even more than you know.”

Janice looked at me kind of funny when I said that I had learned more from her than she knew, still having no idea that I knew about her and McCann, but that didn’t stop both of our tears from flowing, and just then I heard the horn blow… Stacy was there to pick me up.

I picked up my backpack and walked to the door, and Janice and I held each other tight. As we both started to calm down, I decided to leave Janice with one last thought, and as I hugged her I whispered, “By the way, when you give Frankie his next sponge bath, he’s a great fuck… you might want to try that before he gets his bandages off and you don’t have an excuse to.”

She pulled her head back and looked at me, and then I said, “I hope you don’t mind, but I took his virginity yesterday, I couldn’t think of a better going away present.”

When a smile came to her face, I knew she understood. Then I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers in a tender kiss, and as we broke the kiss I whispered, “I love you Janice.”

Tears rolled down her beautiful face as she whispered, “I love you to Lexi,” and then I turned and walked out the door.

I hoped that I would always stay close with Janice and Frankie, but the truth was I never intended on returning to the trailer park once I was gone. As Stacy dropped me at the airport, we shared another tearful goodbye, and just like with Janice and Frankie, I hoped she and I would stay friends forever, but I knew that high school friends usually went their separate ways once they were in college… even the ones that learned about sex with each other.

Over the next few years, life continued to take turns. I did get to see Janice and Frankie in the summer between my freshman and sophomore years, but it wasn’t at the trailer park. They wound up getting a huge settlement from the company that made the grill that exploded on Frankie, and were able to buy a nice little cottage in the suburbs, and still had money left over. Janice wanted to give me part of the settlement, and I refused. But she finally convinced me that since the trailer had been my dad’s, I should at least accept what she had sold it for, so I did. It wasn’t a huge amount, but it provided a comfortable amount of spending money for school for the next few years.

Janice stayed at the canning plant for a while, but then she met a good looking, well-to-do business man who swept her off her feet. She had finally let her looks and sexuality work to her advantage for more than a few drinks or subscriptions from McCann’s Pharmacy. She eventually wound up selling the cottage and moving in with him, and then they got married.

The best news was Frankie had healed better than expected. The sight in his left eye was correctable with glasses, and while he did have to become a ‘left hander,” both hands healed enough that there weren’t too many things he couldn’t do. The scarring on his face also wasn’t nearly as bad as they had feared, and he actually found himself a cute little girlfriend, and wound up getting an academic scholarship to college. I did secretly ask him if he and his mom had any more experiences, and at first he said no, but after some prodding he admitted that the day after I left for school, she had fucked him like I suggested, but after the bandages were off his hands, things went back to normal.

Stacy and I stayed in touch for a while, but as I suspected, while our college years passed, so did our friendship. We would still call each other from time to time, but the last time we saw each other was actually during that summer between our freshman and college years. She also severed ties with Bill. Her mother’s drinking finally got the best of her, and she had to be institutionalized, so Bill divorced her. Then a few months later her mom died. Stacy said Bill tried to stay in touch with her, but with her mom gone she had no interest, and she never went back to the house where we learned about sex.

I stopped at Mr. McCann’s store when I came back between my freshman and sophomore year, and I did deliver my autographed photo in my State leotard as I promised. I no longer needed anything from him since my scholarship paid for school, and the money Janice had given me from the settlement more than paid for everything I need… but I knew that I would have never gott