“Well, Jenna, I’ll just have to say what I have to, embarrassing or not, I can’t help myself. You must help me. You’re not a virgin, you know all about sex, and the need there is, how we feel. I know you’re my sister but it doesn’t seem to matter anymore, I’m going mad with need and I need your help, please. I want to come over, okay? I need you to give me a hand job. Just me, I promise I won’t touch you.”
I waited for my sister’s reply but I could not hear anything. Hadn’t she heard what I said?
“Please, Jenna, I need a woman’s touch right now, get me off just this once, and I’ll leave you alone. I know you don’t feel about me like I do you, that’s okay, it’s just me, the lack of sex. You’re beautiful and sexy and when I think you’re going without sex just like me, I feel a bit of touching wouldn’t be so bad. It’s crazy, I know, but please, Jenna, say yes… “
There was only silence. She must have been on the line but I could not hear anything. Then…
“All right Brad, you can come. It’s okay… come on over. We’ll work something out.”
I could not believe that my sister had said yes. I dressed quickly and left as soon as I could, my body throbbing with need all the way to her place.
Jenna had been watching as she opened her front door as I walked up the drive. She wore a nightdress and her hair was a bit mussed from sleep.
She poured two stiff drinks, we both downed them quickly and she made us two more right away.
There was no talk; we just stood in her den and sipped our second drinks. Things were awkward and I figured I had better keep quiet, in case she decided to change her mind. I had no idea of how Jenna felt.
Drinks finished, Jenna led the way to her bedroom. I followed, stripped to my boxers and went to her attached bathroom, telling her I would not be long. I showered quickly and put my boxers back on before coming out. Jenna asked me to wait and she went to the bathroom as well, leaving the door open. I saw her go to the sink and apply makeup, just as if she wanted to make herself beautiful before a date. She finished with lipstick then she combed her hair, leaving it down to her shoulders. What gave? My dick was getting harder and harder with expectancy as I watched my sister.
Once back in the bedroom, Jenna removed her nightdress. She wore a black bra and matching panties and had on a pair of nylon stockings held up by garter straps attached to a lace belt around her waist. Seeing her like this, I thought she figured doing me would be over faster if she looked sexy.
Finally, my sister sat on the edge of the bed and motioned me over.
I went to her, my hard-on huge. Jenna pulled the boxers down, working them over my erect shaft, and it sprang upward toward her face. Her head jerked back but she did not say anything. I got my feet out of the boxers, kicked them away and she moved her hands toward my dick. I noticed she had put on some bright red nail polish that matched her shapely lips perfectly. I watched Jenna’s beautiful hands touch my dick and my whole body twisted with lust as, with light fingers, she gently pulled my foreskin back, fully uncovering my cock. When she released it, it throbbed with desire as I waited for what she would do next.
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