1. A Helping Hand from an Overly-Nice s****r (Part 1)


    Date: 9/16/2017, Categories: First Time, Masturbation, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    thinking; grabbing it by the underneath the sides near the bottom as she spun around. It took a moment to register the heat on my hands, and another to realize it was burning me. I gasped, but somehow didn't want to just drop the heavy pot of water on the floor, and kept holding on. Hearing my gasp but not looking, Mandy said, &#034Just pour it into the collander in the sink,&#034 as she opened the oven door. For way too long, more than a few seconds, I just stood there grasping the hot pot, not knowing what to do. Finally, I hollered out, spinning around and dropping the pot into the sink with an incredible bang against the collander. If I had just dropped it sooner, the damage wouldn't have been too bad. As it was, I ended up with fairly severe second degree burns across the palms and part of the fingers on both hands. At the hospital they cleaned it up, dressed them, gave me pain killers and sent me home to recover. It was clear it'd be weeks before I regained the use of my hands. Mandy felt horrible. She swore to help me with anything I might need until I got better. It was summer, and with Mom and Dad out of the house most days, Mandy quickly took over helping with pretty much everything except changing clothes, bathing, and using the bathroom. For the first few days, I was very angry about what happened, and made full use of her service. For two days straight, I made her bring me stuff constantly, channel surf, scratch my back, and any other menial task that came to ...
    mind, and all with rudeness and a mean spirit. But along with being a goody-goody, one of my s****r's more annoying qualities is that, despite occasionally being preachy, she's unfailingly kind. She felt guilty about my burns, and nothing I did or any level of meanness was going to keep her from being nice to me. After those first couple days, I just didn't have it in me to continue being mean to her for helping me, and I simply settled into a funk. Not being able to use your hands for anything gets old real quick. Even the painkillers hadn’t done much to improve my mood, dulling my head but not really making me feel any happier. And while I had grown thankful for Mandy's constant help, I couldn't help but be down with her and most everything else. ***** A few minutes after Mandy had left me in my recliner with a drink at my side, the show I was watching ended. It was followed by some teen chick show, which didn't do much for me. With my hands and fingers mostly wrapped, using a remote was an exercise in frustration. I considered calling Mandy in, but just didn't want her in fawning over me again right then. Besides, after a week, I was tired of most every show on anyway, and couldn't think of much I'd want it turned to that time of day. I sank into the chair, only half paying attention to the nonsense problems on the show, but soon finding that a couple of the girls were pretty hot. Which brings us to another problem. Seven days was approximately six days longer that I was used ...
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