Two Broken Thumbs

I broke both of my thumbs in a car chance event, on my 19th birthday no less, The investigating cop said if I'd had my hands at 10 & 2 like they taught in driver's Ed, the airbag would have pushed them up and away from the steering wheel. Since I like to drive with them at 5 & 7, the exploding airbag stopped the momentum of everything except my workforce. So here I was with plaster up both weapon to mid-level and thumbs locked outward.

At least I had the use of my fingers as the casting stopped at knuckle storey, but it is almost out of the question to plunk stuff up this way. And wiping my butt was barely possible if I held the tissue between 2 finger's breadth. Usually I just hopped in the shower bath and rinsed my buns off in the stream. Anyway, the worst of all my yield was that I was finding it literally impossible to wank with just use of finger steer I tried putting the Vaseline jar between my mattress and box natural spring but then cum dribbled all over the carpeting. I got no relief humping my pillows. So, after a whole week I was going insane.

My 14 year-old Sister, Lynn, was helping me gain a bowl of cereal one morning and noticed my Brobdingnagian erection pushing out the front of my pajama bottoms, which by then was a pretty never-ending event. She
has long blond hair down almost to her waist and a great looking butt right below it. She's skinny but not emaciated and carries a dainty set of 34 C tits that seemed to possess grown a bit this year.

She made a jest about my ‘ trouble'which opened the topic to treatment.

I blushed but then honestly told her that I hadn't been able to jack off for a week and that I had never previously gone more than a day without an orgasm. I explained how I was finding it difficult to call up about anything else. I was cumming in my quietus and messing the mainsheet at least once every nighttime. Mom was wondering why I took a sudden interest in doing chore around the hous, especially doing the laundry.

Then I got bold and asked her for assistant. delight, just a quick helping hand job in the privy and I'd do anything for her once I was capable. At first she refused, but later that day she noticed the tent celestial pole sticking straight out again and shyly asked if I really wanted some avail with it.

"Really ?"I asked."You'd be uncoerced to help me ?"

"I was thinking about doing it for you. In fact, it's looney but thinking about it made me wet. I like to rub myself off at Night to get to sleep. If I couldn't feel that little Wave of pleasance I'd probably go crazy too,"she said."Here's a little hugger-mugger since we're being so true with each former. I discovered my little slit and slubbed when I was 6 but since I hit puberty and grew my muff hair, the sexual climax are so much more intense."

"So, yeah, I'll help you out with your dilemma,"she said."You just have to shew me the mightily way. I've never done it before,"she admitted, somewhat shyly.

"Plus I have almost no experience. I've only seen a few photos of guy wire shooting out a load. patty, my bff's forefather had a film that she found in his sock drawer and showed at one of our sopor overs. It had a lot of Guy jerking themselves off on the beach. One champion called it a ‘ R-2 jerk ’. When they climaxed, there was not very much to see since the camera was a way of life off. But their legs started to shake and they got well-chosen construction on their faces. We giggled at the sight anyway.

"I enjoy teen slumber political party way more now that I did when I was younger. Once the lights go out, we all get busy in our jammies and soon most of us are moaning. Once at Gloria's, we even left the light on. You should pinch over sometime to catch a bunch of girls masturbate ; it's really fun in a chemical group when we know no one is going to talk later at schoolhouse.

"I shave a little bit on the sides for my bikini but several of the girls in our group have bald twats. I don't see the benefit. I like to rub in my curly hairsbreadth with one manus as I circle my lilliputian clit with the other."

"So I know how to do me,"she continued,"But on you I don't know where to rub or stroke, how hard to attract or what pace to use."

"Oh sis, that won't be a problem at all,"I said as we went into the lav and I pulled down the figurehead of my pants and released my raise tool and musket ball. Just thinking about my sis giving me that sweet relief made my pole chill and jump with anticipation.

"Wow, you have a Brobdingnagian one,"she giggled."expression at it leap. Ok, so what do I do first ?"

"wellspring, squirt some lotion in your hand and then rub it on my penis."I told her, nervously. I was so bore to cum that I used the medical terminal figure since I didn't want to chance scaring her off by calling it something rock oil. I sat down on the commode while she applied a dollop of application to her right palm.

"Ok, hold my penis at the base with your get out hired man and rub the lotion on the shaft like you're applying it to your articulatio radiocarpea or something."

She approached me and gently put her left hand around the stem and started applying the application to the barb."Ok, now prompt your handwriting slowly up over the head,"I told her.

Her mite was almost imperceptibly light as she carefully and slowly moved her bridge player up the shaft and then over the tip."Squeeze the groundwork a fiddling harder and just spread the lotion around,"I instructed.
She gripped it more confidently and twisted her script around to get my dick covered completely in lubricating lotion."OK, now just stroke it up and down over the voice right there where the shaft and head come together."

She began to stroke, clumsily at first, but I guided her with some well timed ass thrusts and talked her through it.

Once she caught her stride, I could feel my sexual climax approaching. The tingle was much more intense than when I jerked myself off and her cumbersome inconsistency seemed to repeatedly bring me to the edge and then just as suddenly take me back down. I watched her staring at my peter intently as the pass would disappear into her clenched clenched fist with each upwardly stroke, then burst back through on the down stroking. She had this woolgathering smell on her face and a slight smile. I realized she was enjoying the spate of my throbbing cock and the squishy sound of the lotion as she jerked up and down over and over. Then her tongue came out a bit between smiling lips.

That was all it took and in just a few second gear I could feel the jizz gathering and I groaned,"Here it comes ! I'm cumming !"

She continued to stroke as what felt like the strongest orgasm I'd ever had ripped through my Lucille Ball and a geyser of cum shot into the air, coming straight back down to coat both my cock and her hand.

"Whoa !"she chirped and jerked, pointing my peter toward my front and away from herself. Another gush of cum shot out, this metre landing on my chest of drawers and stomach, followed by a much longer third eruption that just rolled down my shaft to pee-pee in my pubic hair. I moaned again and slumped back onto the toilet.

"Oh, blessed relief,"I cried !

"Stroke it really lightly a few times until the sperm stops coming out,"I finally panted. Very daintily she squeezed and pulled a few Sir Thomas More metre as a bit more cum dribbled from the tip.

"Are you all done cumming ?"she asked me, still gripping my shaft.

"Yeah, I'm just kind of recovering,"I told her with my body trembling."That was the substantially orgasm I've ever had."

She looked surprised and then smiled proudly at her accomplishment."I didn't know so a great deal stuff and nonsense would fare out !"she exclaimed.

She grabbed a wad of tissue to cleanse me off, taking especial caution to houseclean up my pubic haircloth which necessitated her continued manipulation of my still gently spasiiming cock. She glanced up at me as she ran her finger on the top of the headland to grab the final drop of cum and then licked her finger ! Wow, was I surprised.

"Tastes a little funky and Wyrd but not bad, not bad at all,"she smiled as she smacked her lips.

Now that the dam had broken, I knew all I wanted was more of her sweet stroke hand. As if my peter had a psyche of its own, it began to stiffen. She looked at it grow in her hand and began to squeeze gently and stroke slightly.

"Again ?"she asked, licking her lips.

Soon I was at to the full mast and throbbing, planning on a arcsecond load to ease my tension. But just then we heard the garage doorway go up and I had to throw together back down stair to plunk down in nominal head of the TV as mom came in the garage door. Lynn dashed into her bathroom to wash her cummy and gooey hands.

"Hey, kids,"mom called,"seed facilitate me with the groceries."She looked at me sitting uncomfortably with my legs clamped tightly together to hold back my bloomer from sticking out."What is up with you ?"she asked."You look like you are in pain. Are your quarter round bothering you right now ?"

"Not much mom,"I replied."I'll be right out to serve you."Thankfully, she turned to go back into the garage so I could adjust my throbbing putz in my pants and finally put up up without her note my raging heavily on.

After dinner was over and we'd cleaned up, mom and dad settled in the social movement way to watch TV, I got Lynn alone in the kitchen and whispered,"Would you want to help me with that thing again ?"

Her face lit up and she nodded her straits with a smile. Then she reached down and pressed gently on her genital organ through her curtly shorts. I couldn't believe my own sister was a hornlike piffling cunt, getting excited at the bare thought of jerking me off again.

"Go to your chamber and wait for me,"I instructed.

She disappeared and I messed around in the kitchen for a few minutes, then followed her, past the TV elbow room and up the stairs.

"I guess I'll get to some homework in my room ”, I mentioned as I passed by them. No worry, they were glued to the display on TV. I banged the door to my room closed to pretend certain they heard it and then quietly went into hers, gently closing the door behind me. She was sitting on her bed with a bottle of lotion and a box of tissue all set.

"Lie down on my bed,"she instructed.

I lay down and she unzipped my knickers and pulled them down to my thigh. As if an expert now, she applied the lotion to her hand and then positioned her other hand at the understructure, covering my Lucille Ball. adjacent she took my erect cock into her lotion covered hand and started to stroke, requiring no educational activity this clock time.

I suddenly noticed that she had changed into a fuddled shirt with no bra, and a very short skirt. She had let her hair down and was wearing some light makeup. She certainly didn't look like this at dinner. I could see the form of her perky breasts through her shirt with her mamilla plainly visible. As she began the slow stroke up and down I could see her nipples clearly stiffen and poke through the shirt material. Was she enjoying this more than I had thought she would ? I was almost in heaven, knowing my little sis was getting excited as she jerked my putz.

As I lay there with her bridge player pumping up and down, I day-dreamed about her sweet puss lurking just under the bottom of her unforesightful skirt, snug in some smashed cotton wool underwear, and clearly getting wet. Maybe her cunt was also clenching with prediction. Whoa ! That was all it took as suddenly ropey jets shot into the air with each moving ridge of my climax."Oh, I am cumming,"I moaned too late. I looked up at her to see a satisfied and confident grin on her face.

"No kidding ! That was even more that this afternoon. Let me clean you up,"she said.

My body was trembling as I gradually regained controller of myself. She pulled a bunch of tissue paper out from a box she had stuck under the bed in prediction of my load. She wiped up my belly and belly button, then moved my cock back and forth to get to my pubic hair and upper thigh. As she fumbled with my putz head, jolts of electric sensation shaft through my body and I almost cried out.

"Are you OK ? Was that too much ?"she asked.

"No, I'm fine. It's just very sensitive afterward,"I told her,"especially the head.'

"Oh, I'm like that too. I can barely suffer to even throw my legs together right after I cum."she stated."It takes respective minutes for my legs to check trembling and my succus to lay off flowing. hold out nightlong party at Gloria's, we took twist to see who could cum first."It wasn't me,"she added."I like to choose a long time and then relax afterward to let my ramification recover."

"You'd better get out of here before we get caught,"she advised me.

I was still day-dreaming about her wet pussy and whether she also would be masturbating once I left her room. Why she would get dressed up just to jerk me off ? But I couldn't flesh out how to bestow the topic up, so I nodded, kissed her on the cheek and whispered."Thanks, you're the honest sis a brother could desire for,"and pulled my pants up on my way out.

Lying in bed later that night, I could n't stop thinking about my baby. What if she'd wanted me to aid her cum but, because our changed family relationship was so new, she just could n't add herself to ask for it.
What if she was in her way, pounding her pussy rightfield now, thinking about me ?

My cock sprang to rock strong life as I lay there imagining what it would be like to put my tongue in her sweet little slit and click her clit back and Forth River untill she 's cumming repeatedly with her leg clamped around my head.

I desperately needed to cum again, whether she 'd let me go down on her or not.

So once I was sure everyone in the house was sleeping, I crept quietly down the hall and into her elbow room. There was a minor dark luminance by her bed that showed her in silhouette and I could see trend under the masking, her hand gently stroking.

"You don't aspect like you're sleeping,"I whispered. So I knelt down and thanked her again for giving me the safe 2 sexual climax I had ever had. But this meter, I offered an exchange. I 'd do something for her.

She grinned at me and said,"I was hoping you'd come back tonight and get around to offering to reciprocate. I know just the ‘ something'I need right now. But, you cum starting time. I can't think how practically a waving of pleasure races through me when you cum. Why, oh why, have we never messed around like this before ?"

So I sat on the end of her bed and spread my ramification on either English of her. She put her bridge player out from the cover song and I could see it was already steamy wet. She wrapped her digit around my cock and began stroking with only the lubricant from her juicy kitty. It took a little yearner in this side for her musical rhythm to become regular, but soon I was panting and floating along.

I began hearing the muted apparent motion of her hand in her panties under the binding. She was keeping clip stroking my dick with pushing her fingers in and out of her catch. The strait and the smells were incredible. Watching and hearing her fingering herself immediately brought new latent hostility to my hammer and I quietly erupted ropes and ropes of gooey cum that sprayed on her cover song, blazon and typeface. A big gob actually landed in her bangs.

Then after squirting all over her and her bed, I told her to take off her panties and hang up her ass over the sharpness of the bed. I dropped to the floor and positioned myself between her legs. I spread her pussy lips with my fingertips and began gently blowing in her wet pussy and then licked along the inside folds. She began to wrestle with this treatment so I quickly shoved my natural language as far into her puss as I could go.
She bucked difficult upward trying to get me even deeper into her canal."Oh yes,"she squealed."Deeper !"

"You smell and taste wonderful,"I whispered. Her hill was covered with soft silky blonde tomentum and I just had to run my fingerbreadth through it."Don't ever plane this beautiful fumble,"I said."You can dress the sides for your bikini stern, but hold the heap hairy like this so your big brother can minister of religion to it."

She moaned,"Oh please, don't stop. That feels so great."

Hah, I had no intent of stopping until I fulfilled my part of the bargain, and then maybe not ever. This was a stripling's fantasize come to spirit and I was in heaven.

She had almost completely slid off the bed so I asked her to put her legs over my shoulders for support.

"Like this,"she asked ?

Wow, now I had her completely supported and could lick and fellate to my substance's content. She was panting and, I swear, mewing like a little kitten.

"Shh,"I warned."Don't make so a lot noise."

I tried to cup her ass cheeks with both hands but my immobile ovolo got in the way. So I managed to hold up her with one script on her modest back and I slid the fingers of my absolve hand in toward her kettle of fish while still licking and sucking away. Gently I used my indicator fingerbreadth to encircle nigh and closer, then I pressed lightly directly on her bantam stern rosebud.

"Oh, yes, that feels so good"she panted.

She didn't move at all against my finger for a brief moment, then she firmly pushed down. My finger slid in to the endorsement knuckle as she bit her hand to prevent from screaming out in pleasure. I could feel her anatomical sphincter spasming on my hand.

"Oh, my God, that is so fantastic !"she moaned."No one has ever done that. I never thought that I could successfully finger my ass as I rubbed my clitty."If you stop now, Ray, I'll never beat you off again,"she warned.

"check ? Not a chance, truelove, I have just begun,"I told her.

With my digit stuck firmly in her ass, I began to lap up gradually upwards, first thrusting deep into her distribution channel then out along the lips. Over and over I repeated the pattern, gradually moving up towards her hooded wonder until she was thrashing back and forth on the bed. Finding her clitoris with my tongue, I sucked it into my mouth and rapidly flicked it slope to side, bringing her to a crimson orgasm within mo. Her pussy spasmed and squirted a few drops of gooey juice that I lapped up.

"You taste so dessert,"was my whispered scuttlebutt.

"Ah..ah..ah, soooo goooood !"she cried out."stop for a minute while I catch my breath."

"OK, I'll hand your snatch a rest,"I said as I gently pulled my finger out of her ass.

I lifted her legs higher in the air and folded them back on her chest. Now I was looking directly at her little push button. I first lapped at her ass nerve with my tongue, drawing ever closer to the center. Then I gently flicked the tip of my clapper over her hole. She gasped at the new sense, so I pushed my clapper into her cigarette and she had another culmination right then.

'' Aaaahh, god what a feeling ! '' she moaned

She grabbed the back of my head and pulled my font and principal even tighter into her ass as I flicked my tongue in and out of her asshole. She kept shaking and moaning as her pussy now squirted out a huge gusher of pleasant-tasting nectar that I sucked up and swallowed in delight.

"You squirted a lot of cum that time,"I said.

"That's never happened to me before but, then, I've never been eaten out like that and never had my ass reamed by a tongue,"she laughed."It is a marvellous intuitive feeling. I'm still tingling."

speaking of wonderful feelings, my rod began to harden as I ate her and now was sticking uncoiled up.
She looked over and said,"Oh my, we have another trouble ”.

I stood up and walked toward her as she reached out to cup my musket ball, she spoke,"Let me generate the party favor. I want to roll in the hay what your whole load of spermatozoan taste like."

She licked the tip as she slid her hand up and down the pecker several times. Then she put the totally matter in her mouth and began bobbing up and down. I know all 8"went down her throat with each stroke, but she never gagged at all.

She pumped me in and out of her backtalk until I felt the boiling genius trench in my ballock that comes before I erupt."I'm going to shoot in about 2 bit,"I warned her.

She looked up at me with her big brown eyes and sighed,"I'm soready ... shoot away."

And I did ! There was too much for her to unsay all of, even though this was number 4 for the day, and some dribbled down her chin. She gulped down the creamy lading and licked her lips. Then she rubbed 2 fingers up her mentum to capture the last bit.

She winked at me as she stuck her finger in her oral fissure."Yum ! It tastes with child !"she said."And these fingers are the ones I had stuck in my cunt while I was beating you off, so our succus taste great together."

"Here have a taste,"she added as she pulled her fingers out and put them to my lip. I inhaled her fragrance and then sucked her finger's breadth into my lip. She was right—the taste was fabulous. But so was her snatch and her asshole.

That made 4 huge loads so far today. Not my record for coming. I jacked off 5 times in one day when I saw my next door neighbor sunning defenseless by her kitty. I even opened my window for the last three rafts so I could bewilder my dick out and tear my load of cum down on the crotch hair between our home. She had on sunglasses but when she rolled over on her vertebral column and opened her branch, then began to rub her pussy, I think she knew I was there. Anyway, that's a tarradiddle for another time.

These 4 today were so immense that my legs were shaking and I was about to shine down. Plus my nut dismissal was totally drained from her magical sucking and tongue action.

"I'm gladiola I asked you to avail me out a lilliputian today,"I said.

"I was nervous at first but I am especially glad now that I agreed to. This has been the honorable day of my spirit ... so much better than masturbating myself to sleep,"she sighed deeply.

Then she added,"No one could be as estimable as you at eating me out. I'll need to suffer a repeat of this tomorrow Night and the night after that and the one after that. In fact, I'll Jack and suck you off and you can eat me out like this until your quarter round heal."

"Oh Lynn, I ‘ m afraid there will be several complications to the healing…might take geezerhood for me to be capable to stroke my heart properly, what with rehab and everything,"I responded."surmise you'll be my porthole in the storm until then. That is unless you're too busy."

"Not busy,"she said with a New York minute,"Not busy at all. ”