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A Helping Hand from an Overly-Nice s****r
Date: 7/20/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
realize it was inappropriate in so many ways, but I certainly knew better. Intellectually, I knew I'd allowed her to, even encouraged her to do something awful. Twice. And I'd known it going in. And yet I somehow didn't feel quite as bad as I did the first time. "I can tell you're already more relaxed. It's good that we went ahead and did it. Otherwise you'd have been uncomfortable all night." I couldn't help but smile at her as she bent over me with the first tissue, starting at my chest. She again went slowly and carefully, searching out every spot. "So was I doing it right? Did I hold it the right way?" "Yes." "Was it up too high? I was worried it would hurt if I pulled it all the way straight up." "No, it doesn't hurt. You did fine. It was...really good." "Thank you," she said. I think I might have blushed at being thanked. On her fourth tissue she'd reached the globs, tugging my pubes a little as she pulled the cum out. As she got me dressed, I consider my dwindling shame, and just how satisfied I actually felt. Mandy was certainly unique; I couldn't imagine a 'normal' s****r doing anything of the sort, and mine had volunteered simply because it would help me feel better. I was incredulous and yet, still grateful for my kind-hearted s****r. But underneath, I realized I felt a little eager. There was still weeks to go, and nothing was likely to change before then. Resist as I might, it was only a matter of time before she ... would insist on giving me another hand job. "So how are we doing today?" No sooner had Mom said bye to me and walked out the door than Mandy walked in to check on me, starting her 'shift'. "I'm alright, just kind of stiff," I said. "Oh really? Need some help?" Mandy replied walking around in front of me, ready to aid me. I pushed the foot of the recliner down and rocked forward to stand up without using my hands. "No, I've just been in the chair too long." "Oh, that. I see." I almost laughed at her misinterpretation. "So, what? Your neck? Back?" "Yeah," I said, stretching. "Maybe I'll run around some today." "You should walk around, but no running. The doctor said to rest to give yourself time to heal." "Oh, come on. I can run a little." "No, Kenneth, it's not good for you right now. You'd be jerking your hands around too much," She said, demonstrating with a fake run. "And it could mess up your dressing." "Fine." I walked around the house for a few minutes, but quickly got bored and came back in to sit down. Mandy made sure everything was set up for me. "Make sure you drink plenty of water." "I know, Mandy." She started channel surfing for me, as was our routine. After a few minutes, we'd cycled through. "There's nothing on." "Want me to put in a movie?" "God, I'm tired of not being able to use my hands. It sucks! I can't do anything. ...