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My eyes slowly opened, and I was surprised to see Kelly staring back at me, a sleepy smile on her face.
“Good morning, Hannah.”
I sat up with a start.
“What’s happening? Where’s my brother?? He’s not alone, is he?”
Kelly laughed, and leaned in to softly press her lips against mine. My heart was still racing, but I opened my mouth and allowed her tongue to slip inside until it was dancing with mine.
“It’s fine,” she whispered. “Your mom is taking care of it.”
I sighed in relief, and lay back, allowing her mouth to latch onto my comparatively small breasts, even as I reached between her legs and started to play.
The day after Kelly had come around, my brother had decided we needed to chat.
“Hannah,” he’d said, and I stared up at him, his cock stretching out my lips. “I’m worried about you.”
My eyebrows shot up in response, but I continued to swallow down his member. I pride myself on my ability to listen and deep throat at the same time.
“You’ve been running yourself ragged trying to help me out. Be honest, when was the last time you had a full night’s sleep?”
I tried to work it out, but quickly lost my train of thought. That was happening a lot lately - it wasn’t the end of the world (after all, my sole purpose in life was to get my brother off, and that didn’t need to involve a lot of thinking) but I could understand why he was starting to become concerned.
“Cum,” he said, and my eyes fluttered as an orgasm overtook my body. It took me a few seconds to tune back into what he was saying.
“ ... the night shift, and you take the day shift. How does that sound?”
I nodded immediately. I hadn’t quite caught what he’d said, but I knew that the best way to get my brother off was to obey him unquestioningly.
Right?
In any case, he was much smarter than I. Whatever he suggested was bound to work better than any plan I could come up with. Who was I to stand in the way of my brother’s ideas?
“So she’ll be sharing a room with you. How does that sound?”
Again I nodded, but the look of confusion must have been obvious, because my brother sighed.
“Hannah, you stupid slut,” he said, and a shiver of excitement ran through my body at the term of affection. “What am I even talking about?”
I tried to speak, but I forgot to take my brother’s cock out of my mouth first, and so all that came out were grunts.
With a sigh, my brother answered his own question. “Kelly’s going to move in and help you with your duties. She’ll take care of me at night, and you’ll be in charge of my needs during the day, okay?”
I nodded for the third time. What a brilliant idea. It was something that I’d never have come up with, but fortunately my brother didn’t need me for my good ideas. As far as he was concerned, I was just a body dedicated to getting him hard, and three holes dedicated to getting him off.
“Cum,” my brother said again, and my eyes rolled back with pleasure at my second orgasm within a few minutes.
When I came to, I realized that my brother was talking, and that he’d probably been talking for a while. His cock was softening in my mouth, and a problem had occurred to me.
“Bro,” I said, and he smiled back at me.
“What’s up, Hannah?”
“What about...”
“Hmm?”
“What about Mom and Dad?”
My brother slowly nodded in response, and I allowed myself to relax. So far, none of my stupid ideas have been helpful in getting my brother to cum - the only real asset I have to offer is my body, and so I try not to open my mouth unless it’s to debase myself, or to remind him what a dirty little fuckable whore his sister is.
“I thought of that,” he said, and I nodded, leaning back to finger myself as he spoke. “Remember the lingerie idea we had?”
A week or two ago, my brother had revealed another of his fantasies to me, something that would be sure to help him get off - if I got rid of all my normal clothes, and only ever wore lingerie around the house, and slutty costumes whenever I had to leave for any reason.
I’d been halfway to my closet to start throwing out all my old outfits when he’d pointed out that Mom and Dad might suspect something was up if I was perpetually clad in lingerie, and so I’d reluctantly kept the two or three outfits that I still wore (cute, sexy, but not as slutty as my brother - and my body - deserved).
“Well,” my brother continued, his eyes flicking down as a third digit slipped inside my slit. I was so proud that he still enjoyed watching me play with myself, after all we’d done together. “I talked to them about my problem...”
“Oh?” I said excitedly.
“They’re happy to help out any way that they can,” he continued, and my heart leapt. I had enjoyed the thrill of sneaking around behind our parent’s back, but with their support, maybe we could band together as a family to solve my brother’s problem. “They’re fine with Kelly moving in, they’re fine with you dropping out of school, they even have no issue if you wear whatever you want.”
Whatever you want, I mentally amended. I would never correct my brother out loud, of course, but I sometimes felt like he had trouble understanding my role. I solely existed to serve his needs - that’s what little sisters were for.
“Mom has even started helping me out like you do,” he said, and I nodded eagerly as my thumb started frantically rubbing my clit at the thought. I wasn’t allowed to cum, not until told, but that didn’t meant I couldn’t start building towards a nice big orgasm as images started flashing through my mind: Mom on her knees in front of her son, letting him fuck her from behind, taking his cock up her ass, licking his cum out of Kelly...
Not, of course, that the last possibility was likely. Maybe some day, I thought wistfully.
“There’s only one issue,” he said, and I slowed down to hear what he had to say. “Mom isn’t young, like you, and there’s only so much sex she can have.”
“Okay...” I said, unsure where he was going with this.
“With you and Kelly are walking around in lingerie all the time, Dad’s going to get pretty turned on. And if Mom is spending all her time helping me...”
He trailed off, but I nodded. I could see what he was getting at.
“Maybe Kelly could help get Dad off?”
“She’s only going to taking the night shift, remember? What do you want Dad to do during the day, jerk off?”
I was halfway out the door when my brother stopped me again. The orgasm I’d had that morning had really taken the edge off, but I was still horny, and so I’d called my boyfriend and organized to go around. “Wait,” he said, and I stopped. “What’s up?” I said, checking my phone for the time. If I didn’t leave in the next few minutes, I’d miss the bus, and my boyfriend had this thing about punctuality. “This morning, in the kitchen ... it was so hot.” “Yeah...” I said, suddenly blushing....
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MatureNext month I shall be sixty-seven years old. Before then there will be the fifth anniversary of the day my darling Dorothy was taken from me. A merciful release, said people who had known of her illness, and so it was. I still think of her, of course, and that is why I cannot help feeling just a little guilty about the turn my life has taken in the intervening years.Sex was never that important to Dorothy. At any rate, not once our early ardour had dwindled. And somehow I suppose I just adopted...
Introduction: True story, names changed Helping Big Brother (part 1) This is a true story…..and this is just the beginning. Let me know if you want to hear more of this adventure as this is my first attempt at erotic writing. Jimmy parked his car in the drive and sat for minute before going into the dark house. His date with his girlfriend, Rita, had not gone exactly like hed hoped it would. At 17, Jimmy was constantly in a state of near terminal hornyness. Unfortunately, as much as he liked...
This is a continuation of the original story without any recaps. Read "Helping the Elderly Chapters I and II" to get the full story from the beginning.*****"Darlin,' I need to run an errand before we head on to your house.""Okay, Harry. Where do you need to go?""We need to stop by the Walmart pharmacy to pick up a prescription.""Alight. I will wait in the car. I can't go in looking like this."Tracy loved dressing like a slut for Harry, but wasn't about to parade her body around in public. She...
This story follows a chapter 1 and chapter 2, which I would recommend reading first. Back to RealityI am in a relationship with my brother. Sitting in the passenger seat as we head back home from the best sex in my life, looking out the window watching the trees go by. Everything seems so verdant and green. My body zinging as I sit here. Back to the real world and I look over, he is looking straight ahead; one of the most beautiful men I have ever looked at. And no one can ever know the...