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

    I’d been doing it myself, I’d be finishing, but with an offbeat rhythm, it was very different. If she'd just go a little faster and harder… yet, I hesitated to say so. It didn't much matter, though, as soon enough I started to go. Thin bands shot up across my chest, the first few spurting nearly to my shirt. As I'd kind of expected, it went farther than it usually did, firing pretty wild as Mandy kept jerking. It took a few before she seemed to realize what was happening and let her hand slow down. After the fifth or sixth shot, it stopped squirting, and Mandy stopped a moment. I wasn't done yet, though, and my dick pumped in her hand, oozing some more, thicker cum out onto my stomach. Seeing there was more left, she started jerking again, probably a little too fast trying to match her old speed. I let my breathing be heavy, wanting her to know how satisfied I felt. She kept stroking as the last globs pushed out the tip of my cock, stopping only after I relaxed. Now that I was done, everything was different. It really dawned on me that I hadn’t just jerked off, I’d been jerked off by my little s****r. There I was, completely naked except for a shirt I was holding up to my neck, covered in the cum that Mandy had just pumped out of me. That I had let her pump out of me. And I had wanted her to do it. And she had volunteered to do it. Holy crap, if anyone ever found out. If Mom and Dad ever found out. Jesus. &#034Well, I think that did the trick,&#034 Mandy said somewhat ...
    awkwardly. My dick, though still thick, was getting softer in her hand. She finally let go, raising her hand slowly as some cum dripped off her thumb. I could see there was still a big wad across her knuckle and fingernail. She looked at it more closely, not sure what to do with it, but looking more curious than disturbed. &#034Uh...yeah. I guess so,&#034 I said, more awkwardly. Feeling uncomfortable, I wanted to immediately get cleaned up and I shifted in the chair, only then remembering my useless hands. Much calmer than me, Mandy, still crouching next to me and holding her hand carefully over my body in case it dripped again, said, &#034Here, just let me, um...How do you usually...&#034 She looked at the cum on my chest and then her hand again. I settled a bit. There was no chance of being caught right now and Mandy obviously wasn't that disturbed, so I needed to stay under control. &#034Uh, tissues,&#034 I said. &#034Oh, sure.&#034 She stood and walked to the tissue box, carefully holding her hand with my cum on it until she could wipe it off. Seeing there was nothing else I could do, I relaxed back in the chair, still holding my shirt to my neck, as my s****r brought the box back over to me. As if I didn't feel bad enough, I then had to wait while my s****r cleaned the cum off me, with no way of doing it myself. I figured she'd be grossed out by it as she started, but she just squatted back down beside me and seemed to approach it like I'd just spilled ice cream on myself or ...
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