Contractor to the porn Stars Chapter two
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Flu ... influenza ... is a very wide term. It covers everything from twelve hours inconvenience to death. The inoculation may protect someone from the particular strains it is designed for, but not others – and, of course, it can only do that if you've had the jab.
I got in from the shop one evening – a Tuesday – bearing pizza as I was feeling a little lazy and didn't want to cook. I ascended into the heavens – to the attic – to fetch Ellen downstairs to eat and found her staring listlessly at her computer screen.
"Come on, Sis. Supper. Meat feast pizza, salad, cheesecake."
"Don't feel hungry, bro. I think I'll pass, if you don't mind."
"You don't look too good, Sis. Are you okay?"
"Not really, Tom. I ache all over."
"Back in a tick." I trotted downstairs to find a thermometer. Having done so, I was on my way back up when I heard a thump from the landing and found Ellen in a heap at the foot of the attic stairs. "Oh, shit. You hurt, Sis?"
"Okay ... just stumbled on the last stair..." she was struggling to her feet as she was speaking and I helped her up. "Need toilet." She staggered to the bathroom and pushed the door to behind her.
When she emerged, I made her sit on the bottom stair as I checked her temperature, which was 37.9°C (just over 100°F). The normal oral temperature is about 36.9°C – a low-grade pyrexia like that indicates a viral, rather than bacterial infection. "Looks like you've got 'flu, Sis. You'd better lie down in my bed, or you'll be falling down the stairs." I helped her to my room, stripped off the duvet, got her to lay down and found a sheet to cover her.
"Help me undress," she slurred.
So I sat her up and peeled the roll-neck jumper she was wearing over her head. Took a deep breath and unhooked the bra, to release as pretty a pair of titties as I'd ever seen. "Can you sit up a mo?"
She nodded, but flopped back even as I was crossing the room to my tallboy for an old t-shirt. As I sat her up to help her put it on, she was sweating and shivering at the same time. I laid her back down and got her jeans off with some difficulty. There she was, in my bed, in my old t-shirt and a pair of skimpy knickers. Of course, while I was definitely aware of Ellen as a woman, I had transitioned into 'nurse' mode; I don't believe it's possible (at least for me) to be completely detached when nursing, but certainly one focuses on the person, rather than their sexual potential. That's what I told myself, frequently. For several days I lifted her up to drink fruit juice and take the effervescent pain-killers and antipyretics the doctor recommended, sponge-bathed her, helped her to the toilet, and changed the sheets when she soaked them with sweat. Tony told me not to show my face at the shop until I could honestly assure him she was okay on her own.
After a few days she was still weak as a kitten, but complaining of hunger so I was able to give her thick, home-made soups and bread as well as the liquids I'd been encouraging her to take throughout.
Where was I sleeping through all this? On an air-bed on the floor, of course. Insofar as I slept at all. When she could totter in a more or less straight line to the toilet on her own, I made up the spare bedroom single bed and put her in there so I could have my own bed back.
That lasted two nights.
The third night ... ten days after she fell ill ... I'd just got to sleep when I surfaced enough to realise Ellen was in bed with me. I was far too tired to argue the issue and in the morning I was alone again. In fact, I wasn't at all sure I hadn't dreamed the whole thing.
She was well enough, though weak, to look after herself, and she'd begun contacting her customers to apologise for her absence and pick up on her work. I was back at the shop. Tony popped round to mine, with his wife, to see Ellen and take her some flowers, which really touched her. I had several enquiries from customers as to how she was.
That night, I hadn't got to sleep when Ellen crept in behind me.
"What the hell are you doing, Sis?"
"Please ... I want to sleep here, Bro."
"Why?"
"Can't I just want to be near my dear brother?"
"Yeah, but ... dammit, Ellen ... sleeping with my sister?"
"Hush. Go to sleep." At that, she spooned up behind me, wrapped her arms round, and I could feel her forehead resting against the curve of my neck. It was sort of comforting but I lay there, puzzling and wondering, until sleep surprised me.
Looking back, I wonder if I could have turned the course of what happened. It was a gradual progression. From Ellen sharing my bed routinely, to waking up with her hand inside my t-shirt, stroking my chest. To waking up with Ellen laying half on me, her thigh pressing on my half-hard cock. Waking up spooned behind her, her hand holding mine under her t-shirt against her breast. Waking up with my hand clamped against her pussy by her thighs, aware of the damp patch in her panties my thumb was pressing against. Waking up from yet another erotic dream to find Ellen's head bobbing up and down, my cock enclosed in her warm, wet mouth, her naked body gleaming in the pale morning light.
"Ellen..."
She didn't look up, merely increasing her suction until I was right on the edge.
"Ellen!"
At which point she pulled off with an audible 'pop', straddled me on her knees and, with her hands each side of my chest, looked intently into my eyes.
"Tom – tell me you love me?"
"You know I do, Sis, but..."
"Tell me!"
I took a deep breath, still transfixed by her eyes. "I love you, Sis."
She nodded. "Tom, I've loved you for as long as I can remember. I've never found a man who touches my soul the way you do." She adjusted her position and I could feel the head of my cock slipping along the moisture in her slit. I felt it nestle at her opening. She pushed against it and I felt her pussy enclosing me in slick, tight, warmth. She pushed until she could go no further and stopped, resting most of her weight on our joining. "If this is the only time I feel you like this, I ... I'll be devastated."
For the first time, I knowingly traced the curve of her body with my hands, briefly cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples gently before continuing up to hold her head between my hands. "I don't think that'll be necessary," I murmured, pulling her down to kiss her.
Ellen is tall enough that we could kiss without separating. Indeed, by drawing my feet up and lifting my hips I could almost maintain full penetration as we kissed, Ellen almost frantically probing my mouth with her tongue. I don't think the small movements of her hips were deliberate, nor were her tears, wetting my face. I wrapped my arms round her...
Her movements became more urgent and I couldn't stop myself matching them until I came in her. Her response was to join me as I continued to thrust. When our involuntary, spasmodic movements ceased, she lowered herself to rest on me, kissed me and hooked her right leg behind my left one and her arm behind my head. That done, as she rolled off I had to follow and we lay on our sides, face to face.
"I love you, Bro," she whispered.
"I love you, Sis," I whispered back.
"I wish I could marry you," she sighed.
"Uh huh," I had to agree.
"Good night."
"Sleep tight, Sweetheart."
When I woke, Ellen was still laid against me. I was on my back, but she was laid against my right side. Her breasts pressed against my chest, her leg hooked over mine. Her eyes were open.
"Do you hate me?"
"Never! I couldn't hate you, Sis."
"Good. I want you to make love to me again, but you really need to get up and go to the shop."
"Make love to you again? I thought you were making love to me."
"Well, if you're going to be petty about it..."
"Oh, no. Not at all. This evening, though, I'll make love to you for the first time."
"Oh, you will, will you?"
"Absolutely. After we go out for a nice meal, so I can show off my gorgeous lover."
"You think I'm gorgeous?"
"Always have, Sis."
She kissed me and rolled, throwing her legs off the bed to help her lever herself upright. She stood and sashayed across the room, displaying her delightful derrière for my visual delectation. I got hard again, just watching.
She rummaged in my tallboy drawers and found an old t-shirt of mine. When she put it on it didn't quite reach her mons, so I watched her rear undulate out of the room.
I showered and went downstairs to the kitchen where she was frying sausages. "I need to keep your strength up, Lover," she said with a cheeky grin, pouring coffee into a mug and placing it in front of me.
Tony was already at the shop when I arrived. Not surprising really, as I hadn't been available much for some time. "Ellen's about back to herself," I told him, "just needs to gain a little weight back."
"Good. Tell her we'd like to see her when she's ready. Tom..." he paused, clearly uncomfortable. "You two ... you're fond of each other..."
"Yes, we are," I agreed.
"She's a special woman."
"She is. Very special."
"Um ... I have a friend..." I just raised an enquiring eyebrow, "She works in a genetics lab. She's really interesting; they do analyses of people's origins and of genetic problems – you know, dystrophias, that sort of thing. You might be interested in getting your DNA tested – it's not cheap, but it won't break the bank either."
I was pretty sure of what he wasn't saying. "Yeah. Might be interesting at that. I've often wondered if I was Anglo-Saxon, Celtic, or what. Perhaps you'd have a word with her."
When I got home, Ellen was obviously freshly showered, but dressed only in panties and one of my t-shirts – one that was longer than the old one she'd grabbed in the morning, so I only knew she was wearing panties when she bent over. "Come on, Tom. You're going to take me out, feed me and romance me. Go and shower and change ... I want to eat at François' before you bring me back here and have your wicked way with me."
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This story takes place the day after the events of "Unleashed By Nair." *** "Dammit, hon!" my wife's voice broke my reverie. Her head poked from the bedroom doorway. I'd been standing in the hall, transfixed by my image in the mirror. I had flashed back to the day before, when I first saw my Naired legs, along with the rest of my cream-skinned, hairless body, slimmed by months of daily running, in that mirror. The shock and excitement of seeing the hot girl of my dreams...
Slowly clenching his muscular buttocks, Brian pushed the head of his penis insistently forward between Beth’s offered labia and drove it inside. The special volunteers all went silent at this penetration of her vagina, a silence broken only by the soft summer breeze and Beth’s excited “Oh!” as she felt Brian’s cock enter her cunt. Slap! Slap! Slap! went their crotches as Brian began to drive his penis up into Beth’s vaginal sheath with rhythmic lunges of his buttocks. “Huh huh uh,” went...
My wife and I have been married for 3 years. Her name is Sandy. She is 21, blond with a pretty face, nice 38dd titties and a real nice round bum. She can also be a real flirt. Like all newlyweds we were experiencing a few financial problems when a friend of ours offered Sandy a job, working with him as his secretary. Brian was a headmaster at a mixed private school and always had a liking for Sandy, always commenting on how hot she looked. Sandy jumped at the chance and took the job. Sandy...
VoyeurThe Spirit of Justice By Heather St. Claire Terry Martin was drunk. That wasn't much of a surprise; he was drunk just about every night, and most days as well. As a college senior and the child of privilege, he could do just about anything he pleased. He flung an empty Jack Daniels bottle out the window of his Porsche and slammed his foot down on the accelerator. Martin was due to graduate in three months, and he knew he hadn't earned the Bachelor's Degree he was going to...
Dexter was working on one of the exercise machines intended to develop his upper body. He had no idea what the machine was called, but he had nicknamed it ‘The Bastard,’ much to Samantha’s amusement. It was some sort of progressive resistance thing that always made him work for that last inch of extension. He figured that Samantha must have turned the crank up on it, today, because it was worse than usual. “So you had a date?” Samantha asked. Dexter grunted. He hated the The Bastard, but...
Avoiding the Obvious By: Monsta My name is Tyler, and I love my wife Olivia. We have been married for six years now but I love her even more now than I did the day I asked her to marry me. We have two children, a son who is five years old and a daughter who is nearly three. Olivia has been a wonderful wife and a fantastic mother. My wife and I lead a pretty typical middle class life in our four bedroom vinyl sided house in the suburbs. I work at the local bank as a manager while...
SO I THOUGHT I WAS HOME ALONE, MY SON SAID HE WAS GOING TO HIS GF'S FOR THE NIGHT, I WAS FEELING DEPRESSED, SO GOT OUT THE CHOCOLATE AND SAID TO FEAST. WATCHED ALITTLE PORN AND TALKED TO SOME OF THE HORNY GUYS HERE ON HAMSTER. WAS THINKING OF GOING TO BED, BUT NOT TIRED, SO I GOT IN THE TUB, FOR A RELAXING BATH. WELL I WAS IN THERE I GOT OUT MY FAVORITE DILDO AND BEGAN TO PLAY, I GUESS I WAS SO FOCUSED I DIDNT HERE MY SON COME IN THE HOUSE. I REALLY DIDNT NOTICE TILL THE DOOR SQUEAKED OPEN...
This past weekend I was sk8ing on clouds (smokin meth) when I decided to go to an adult store that bad as I walked in & explored movie's,books,& toys so as I'm in the toy section I hear a woman's voice say "This was my favorite when I used it on my lover" & turn to see her & low n behold it was my ex GF Samantha. As I say Hi she says looks like you're getting ready for some fun, I still have dreams and thoughts about our kink rondeau's smokin,choking,strokin,& pokin. Those...
He hadn't. She could accept that in her head, but emotionally-emotions were a whole other story and she just couldn't get past the whole 'sins of the father' and all that. She wanted to be angry, and righteous, and injured. She wanted to hold all that pain close to her heart because it was something new and fresh. Because it replaced the empty ache of a father that was just a collection of stories now and the idealized memory of a little girl still in pigtails. Knowing John Winchester had...
Like Father Like Son Part Six February 1920 Bethan and Peter “Of course it’s the war, it changed everything.” William Welford Barnes looked up from the newspaper and gazed at his wife. “What do you mean, my dear, precisely?” “It’s Bethan and Peter, of course. They want to get married. At least, Peter does. I’m not quite so sure about Bethan.” “Good God! When did this happen?” “Oh, William, have you been blind these last months? Ever since Peter came out of the Air Force, or whatever they call...
EroticHi its Balaji again. I’m bisexual from Pondicherry this is another leaf of my gay sex experience I have been having recently. I was chatting with this person I would like to address master. There is a reason for me to call him Master because he is so good at fucking and next he is so dominant. So I was chatting with this nice and soft spoken person. He said he has place and if he would like to have fun with him and he is some 42years old and married. Then he shared his pic he looked bit bulky...
Gay MaleDinner that night was as much fun as it had been the last time. Even if it was bittersweet, with Pan being in the Delta Sector, Kat still enjoyed just sitting and spending time with Pan's brother and sister-in-law. The more she heard about his childhood, and about his family, the more she couldn't help but wish that her family were still around. Over after-dinner drinks, John finally broached the subject of her finances. "Okay, Kat. Time to get down to business! With what I was able to...