“Yes, ma’am,” I said to Leanne, just as my sister opened the front door. Leanne opened her mouth, but I continued, “I promise, I won’t embarrass you.”
Leanne searched my eyes, then nodded and said, “Good. Let’s go.”
We walked down the driveway, and I realized we were walking up to Steve’s car. Steve’s badass Mustang GT Turbo convertible, that is. I was a little surprised to see it.
“Steve lets you drive his car without him?” I asked.
Beth and Leanne both looked at me before Beth said, “Oh, right. You don’t know. Steve sold the car to Leanne’s parents before he went off to college. He didn’t want it to look like he got a gift from a booster, or people thinking his parents were rich, so he basically traded cars with Leanne, and her parents paid, what?”
“Six hundred bucks,” Leanne answered.
“That’s a good deal,” I said.
“Yeah,” Leanne said flatly. She saw me looking at her as she unlocked the driver’s side door. She blew out a long breath before saying, “Now, every time I drive anywhere, I get reminded that my perfect high school boyfriend left my ass behind to go be a football star at LSU.”
I jerked when I heard that; for a few reasons: I had never heard Leanne say anything with the bitterness I had just heard in her voice. Leanne and Steve broke up? Never saw that one coming. LSU? I thought he was going to one of the Big Ten schools like Michigan or Ohio State. Leanne is single!! That had my head in a fog, so I was a little slow when Beth opened the passenger side door.
I started to get in the back seat, but Beth stepped in first. I started to get in the back seat with her, but then she pulled the passenger seat back. I think I just stood there for a good ten seconds looking at the passenger seat.
“You coming?” Leanne’s voice got me moving. Once I sat down in the passenger seat and had to scoot it back to accommodate my legs, I realized I probably wouldn’t have fit in the back seat anyway. “Sorry,” I mumbled as we got going.
The whole trip to the mall, I was lost in thought, staring out the window. Leanne had dropped a lot on me there, in front of the house.
“I love Beth to death. She is the nicest person I have ever met, and she is my best friend. But she has the worst taste in men. Every guy she has dated has been complete shit. The two girls in college, too…
“For the next week, she isn’t your sister. I’m letting you fuck my best friend…Josh, I want you so badly right now. I wanted to jump you in the pool and then in the shower after. But Beth needs you now. So we’re both going to wait. Eventually, she will offer to share you with me. And then we will get to do everything you’ve ever wanted to do with me. But if you mess this up for Beth, if you hurt her…”
Damn. My mind went back…my sister was running to her room crying uncontrollably. Leanne went running after to comfort her. Nobody would tell me anything, except, I now realized, when a week or so later she was no longer dating the guy she had been with.
I felt my muscles clenching, my jaw setting and my right hand forming a fist. That son of a bitch. Wait, it had happened twice. Those sonsabitches. I was trying to remember who they were, when I was jolted out of it.
Oh, man. Steve had settled both of those scores. The second, in particular, stuck out, because Steve basically kicked the guy off the varsity football team. If I had tried to do anything to settle up for my sister, that guy would have squashed me like a grape.
I realized I still had my fist clenched, and released it. The muscles in my forearm cramped up, then. It hurt like hell. I shook my hand and forearm in front of me rubbing it and saying, “Ow! Ow! Ow! Cramp!”
It occurred to me that I hadn’t taken any of my supplements since leaving the hospital. I hadn’t even taken vitamins with breakfast. I eventually worked the cramp out, about the time we arrived at the mall.
We went to three different stores, and the girls made me model way too many swimsuits. I would step out, make a show of turning around, and they would quietly catcall the whole time. Beth’s eyes lit up, and her gaze was all over my body every time.
I kept finding myself alone in a dressing room and pondering, “Can I actually go through with it? Can I actually fuck my sister?” Then I would recall the deadly serious expression on Leanne’s face and think, “Is there any way I can NOT do it now?”
The last store was a surf shop, and two girls who worked there joined Lynne and my sister in enjoying the show. A couple of the swimsuits were skin-tight and left nothing to the imagination. Lynne had picked them out. When I balked at trying them on, all four girls egged me on, not letting me get a word out.
So, of course I found myself standing in the little dressing room, looking at my reflection and my beet-red face. I looked like a guilty sausage smuggler. There was no way in hell I was stepping out dressed like this.
“Josh, have you got that swimsuit on yet?” I heard Beth asking.
“Yeah, but I’m not stepping out—”
One of the shop girls unlocked the door and yanked me out by my arm! I tried shielding my crotch from their gaze with my hands. Leanne then piped in with, “Come on, Josh. We can’t tell how it fits like that.” She raised her arms and turned, indicating what I needed to do. I did as she wished, raising both arms and turning. I could feel heat radiating from my face.
“Holy shit,” the shop girl who hadn’t yanked me out of the dressing room said, “That’s not real, is it?”
“Are we done yet?” I asked with my back to them, “There’s no way I’d ever wear this anyway. If Mom saw me in this swimsuit, we’d be taking HER to the hospital.”
I stepped into the dressing room and closed the door behind me. My head jerked up when I heard the younger store clerk say, “Wait, is that Josh Thompson?!?” I stood in the dressing room listening intently, not sure what this meant.
I pictured the girl in my mind, and didn’t recognize her at all…wait…her name tag read “Emily.” It finally registered; Emily was a girl from my high school, but she had been a year behind me. The attractive young woman standing outside that dressing room door bore almost no resemblance to the skinny, shy girl I could barely remember. She went on.
“Wow, that’s amazing. I didn’t recognize him at all! When did he get out of the coma?”
“Coma?” the other shop girl chimed in.
“Almost a month ago,” my sister spoke up, “He’s been in recovery and physical therapy ever since. We just got to bring him home yesterday morning. I’m Beth, by the way. I’m his older sister.”
“I’m Leanne. I’m his home health care provider for this summer.”
The girls both laughed at that, of course. Everybody knew who Leanne was.
“Are you both at Central High, then?” my sister asked.
The older girl said, “I graduated the year after you guys did. Emily will be a senior this fall.”
Leanne knocked on the dressing room door then. “Have you got that last suit on?”
I almost whined out “Do I have to?” but managed instead to say, “Not yet, just a second.”
I looked at the flimsy little garment in my hand, shaking my head as I shed the previous suit. This was really thin, stretchy black-and-white fabric with a zebra stripe pattern. It was not only skin-tight, but it had to stretch to accommodate my thighs and package. I looked at my bright red face, and then I got a little annoyed.
Four attractive women wanted to check me out. Why the hell am I not enjoying this? Let’s give the ladies a show, Josh! I pulled out my cock and waved it around, letting it fill and swell before tucking it down the left leg of the…man, it’s not “swim trunks,” what do they call these?
“Are you ready now?”
I stepped out, raised my arms wide, and moved my hips from side to side as I turned in front of them. All four women sucked in their breath. This time, it was their faces that turned red. None of them were looking at my face.
When I had turned all the way around and was facing them again, I dropped my hands to my hips. I could feel my cock throbbing against the thin fabric, and four sets of eyes were glued to it. I noticed other people in the store were starting to look my direction, and decided to bring the show to a close.
“I think that’s enough of a show,” I said softly, “people are starting to stare.”
As the girls all looked around, I turned back in to the dressing room. Stripping off the shorts, I looked at my reflection. My face, neck and shoulders were still bright red, even though I didn’t feel embarrassed. I pressed three fingers of my right hand into the skin of my left shoulder. White finger marks turned quickly back to red after I pulled my hand away.
Oh, boy.
I had sunburned myself in the pool. I quickly pulled on my shorts, and opened the door. I handed the five swimsuits to my sister and said, “You and Leanne pick a winner. I’m going to finish getting dressed.”
I pulled on my shirt, socks and shoes, then messed with my hair for a bit. When I walked toward the counter, Beth had already paid and held the shopping bag. The four women were talking in that hushed tone I was beginning to recognize. I stopped and looked at some snorkeling gear, trying to eavesdrop.
It was no use; the background noise of the mall was just too much. Whatever conspiracy they had cooked up, I would have no warning when they put it in motion. I walked up to the counter. Looking at Emily, it really amazed me to see how much she had grown.
“I have to say, Emily, I honestly didn’t recognize you at all. You look amazing,” she blushed at my words and murmured, “Thanks.”
“It’s so weird,” I continued, “I was a year ahead of you. Now I’ll be a year behind you when we go back to school.”
“Oh, that’s not going to happen,” Leanne spoke up, “You’re going to knock out every one of those placement tests this summer. Even if we have to duct-tape you to a chair to force you to study.”
“Yeah,” Beth chimed in. She looked like she was about to go on, but then we all heard Leanne mutter, “I can’t be dating a high school kid for two years.”
I heard that, and for a second I thought my skull was going to explode. Fortunately, it didn’t. Both girls behind the counter looked stunned. Emily looked deflated. If Leanne was staking a claim, there was no competing with that.
Just then, though, Beth burst out with, “No way! You can’t date my little brother! That would be too weird.”
“You’re telling me who I can date, now?”
I raised both hands in front of me. “Whoa. You two need to calm the heck down. Maybe you should just auction me off to the highest bidder, since you seem to think you’re in charge of who I get to date.”
I realized that was a dumb thing to say. Particularly when they looked intrigued at the notion.
“That was a joke!” I turned to Emily, put out my hand to take hers, and said, “Emily. Great to see you again.” I looked at the other girl’s nametag, “Janine. Very nice to meet you.” I couldn’t hear their response over Beth and Leanne arguing behind me. I flashed a grin, rolled my eyes, and put an arm over my sister’s shoulder and another around Leanne’s waist as I guided them out of the store. Behind me, I heard Emily say, “Good to have you back, Josh.”
I leaned down, putting my head between my sister’s and Leanne’s and said, “Not to sound like a baby, but I realized after the little show back there, I have a really bad sunburn. I need to get some aloe on it before it gets worse.”
Beth looked at my neck, “Oh, wow that looks really bad. Sorry, I forgot to even mention it. We keep the sunscreen in that little cabinet by the back door now.”
I turned to Leanne then, “Look, I know you told Mom that we’d eat out, but this is starting to hurt. Think we could stop at the house first?” She looked thoughtful for a bit as we continued walking through the mall. When we reached the exit to the parking lot, she said, “How about if we stop off at my folks’ house instead? It’s a little closer, and then we can go grab some dinner.”
“Sounds good,” I said. Leanne stepped away with a hand over her ear as she called. Beth was looking at me. I could read her “What’s going on?” expression.
“I think Leanne promised Mom she could have some ‘quality time’ with Dad while we’re out.”
“Oh,” Beth said, then, “Ew.” We grinned at each other, waiting on Leanne.
I had only seen Leanne’s parents a handful of times. They were a few years older than my parents. Leanne’s mom had a timeless beauty to her. She would have been right at home on the silver screen back in the 1940’s—a leading lady, older, but still in her prime.
Leanne’s dad, a big bear of a man, was starting to show a bit of a gut now. I remember him towering over me, but now when I shook his hand, we were eye-to-eye. “Wow, Josh!” he said, “You look great, son! How are you feeling?”
“I feel like an idiot, right now, sir,” I said as we walked into the house. “Going swimming without sunscreen on my pale backside? Not a great move.”
He let out a deep, rumbling chuckle at that one. “Have a seat over here, Josh. The girls will take care of that for you.”
I sat in a dining room chair, pulled back from the table enough that they would have access to my torso. I pulled my shirt off when I saw Leanne approaching with a tube of aloe. Her parents both winced when they saw my now-scarlet shoulders and upper arms. “Ooh. That’s going to hurt a while,” her dad said.
The aloe was soothing, a blessed relief as soft hands spread it over my shoulders, my neck and my back. They had me lean back so they could spread it over my chest and arms.
“Wow, you’ve really been working out,” Leanne’s mom said. Her dad added, “Are you planning to play football this fall?”
“I honestly hadn’t thought about it, sir. To be fair, I never lifted weights in my life until I was rehabbing in the hospital. With this growth spurt, and all the time I was out, though, I’m still pretty uncoordinated. I can’t say I would be good enough. Besides,” I grinned at him, then. “I’d have to clear it with my home health care professional first.”
Leanne managed to stop short of slapping me on the shoulder. I probably deserved it for being a smart-ass. Instead she roughed up my hair and said, “Got to walk before you run, Josh. You’re at least a month away from being strong enough for two-a-days, and those start in two weeks.”
It was something for me to think about, though. Before I got sick, I wouldn’t even have thought about trying out for the football team. Now, they all seemed to think I should. Beth was the only one not on board with it. She spoke up after a thoughtful pause.
“I don’t think that’s a great idea, Josh. We won’t have that much time this summer, and you really do need to work placing out of those junior classes. I don’t want to be the party pooper; I’m sure you’d be a great football player now.”
We wound up having dinner with Leanne’s folks instead of going out. Leanne evidently had her own apartment across town now. She did still visit home frequently, but there was some catching up for them to do as a family. It was a nice, quiet family dinner with friends. I sat thinking about that, and then started in my seat.
Friends! I hadn’t seen Mark or Seth since I came out of the coma a month ago. I could almost hear Seth’s sardonic voice in my head, “Look at Josh. So wrapped up in the poontang, he doesn’t have time for his best friends anymore.” That voice was right, of course.
I leaned over to Beth and whispered, “I just realized. I really need to go visit Mark and Seth tomorrow.”
She looked at me for a moment, and then nodded. She continued chewing, and didn’t say anything. She seemed fine with it.
After dinner, the women kicked Leanne’s father and me out to the living room while they chatted and cleaned up after dinner. He turned on Sports Center then, and we talked sports for the next half hour. I had missed a lot while I was out.
After a really nice evening, we said our goodbyes. It was dark outside when we got back into the car.
Leanne called my parents, as promised. We drove home with the stereo playing softly.
“How does your neck feel, Josh?” Beth asked from the back seat.
“It doesn’t hurt, but it feels warm,” I replied.
“We’ll need to get some more aloe on you when we get home.” I looked back at her and smiled. “Thanks,” I said. I looked at her, and then at Leanne before facing forward in my seat again.
“So, have you two worked it out yet?” I asked, “Who I’m allowed to date?” I wasn’t trying to instigate a fight, so when they started up I concluded with, “That would be a no. Alright, just figured I would check.”
They managed to keep from arguing for the three minutes it took to get from Leanne’s parents’ house to ours. After we pulled up, I got out and held the door for my sister. Leanne came around the car. She and Beth hugged, and then Leanne gently hugged me and leaned up for a quick peck on the lips.
“You guys have a good night. Beth, I’ll call you when I get home.” She got back in the car and drove away.
I made sure to take my supplements while my mom found the aloe lotion. Instead of being the clear green of aloe, this was a pale mint-colored cream. Once again I found myself topless in a dining room chair as my mom and sister applied the lotion to my body. My dad walked by while this was going on and whistled, “Whew! You got torched.”
“Yes sir. It’s probably not a great idea for me to use the pool again tomorrow, either. Heck, I’ll be lucky if I can even move without hurting.” My dad nodded and continued down the hall.
I was grateful the cargo shorts were as concealing as they were when my mom and Beth dropped to their knees and started applying the lotion to my sunburned legs. I looked down at the backs of their heads, both right in my lap. That would have been embarrassing.
I tried and failed to not get aroused at the sight. I couldn’t keep from imagining these two beauties sharing my cock with their mouths.
I took a cool shower and applied another coat of aloe cream before heading to bed. I was only wearing boxer briefs under light workout shorts.
I folded up the comforter on my bed. I didn’t want to get it all messed up with the cream coating my body. Actually, I thought, since it’s pretty much summer, I may as well put the thing away. I was turning to figure out where I should put it when I practically ran into Beth. I hadn’t even heard her come in.
My god, she was a vision! She had a filmy nightgown on, so thin that I could clearly see her magnificent breasts, her thick, hard nipples, her sexy little belly button and the thin landing strip of pubic hair below it. “Wow, Beth you look…” I managed to croak out before she stepped into my arms for an amazing kiss.
Unfortunately, her fingernails raked the back of my neck and shoulders. I flinched hard at the pain that shot through me, breaking off the kiss with, “Owww!” I felt like I had been cut with a hot knife, and that pain wasn’t going away.
Beth looked horrified, “Oh! Oh, god, I’m so sorry!” I waved her apology off, “It’s okay, Beth. I mean, it hurts like hell, but it’s not your fault.” We spoke in an almost-whisper, not wanting to wake our parents. A tear formed and rolled down my right cheek, but I managed to smile through it.
“Beth…I want you so badly right now. It would kill me, but it would totally be worth it.”
She smiled back at that, and I continued, “Tomorrow night will be amazing.” I stepped forward then, promising amazing with my slow, sensual tongue-fucking of her eager mouth. We broke for air, and I whispered, “…and the night after that…*kiss*…and the night after that.”
I then kissed her passionately until her hands again reached for my shoulders, at which point I broke off the kiss and grabbed her hands. I kissed the back of one, then the other, and licked her middle knuckle before looking up at her. Her eyes went from my face to the red welts she had inflicted on my shoulders.
“I love you, Josh,” she whispered to me.
“I love you,” I answered. I kissed her lips and whispered, “Sweet dreams.” My eyes followed her gorgeous ass as she padded quietly back to her room.
I turned out my light and lay down on top of my sheet. My aching muscles were now screaming, almost matching the unbearable pain of the sunburn and the scratches on my neck and shoulders. I tried lying on my side to get more comfortable, but the process of shifting around hurt almost as badly. I felt my back and legs cramping up, so I sat up with a groan.
I stood, and paced in slow circles in the middle of my bedroom floor. I stretched my arms, legs and back as I did, keeping the cramps at bay. I finally, gingerly, lay back in my bed and looked at the clock. I watched eight minutes tick by while I thought about my sexy sister, lying in her bed in that nightgown. I wasn’t getting to sleep any time soon.
I got up, managing not to make any noise, and then slowly made my way into the hallway between Beth’s room and mine. I carefully closed my door behind me. I was nervous, then, my hand trembling as I reached up and gently tapped on her door before opening it. I stepped in and whispered, “Beth?”
“Josh?” she whispered back, “Are you okay?”
I closed her door behind me, locking it as I did so. “Beth,” I whispered again, “can you do me a favor?”
She sat up in her bed, pushing her covers aside to reveal that she was no longer wearing the robe. My sister’s amazing, naked body was revealed to me in all its glory as she sat up and swung her legs to the floor.
“Sure, what is it?” she asked.
“Three things,” I whispered as I approached. My cock was so hard in my shorts that it ached. “First, I need you to be really, really quiet.”
She nodded, so I continued, “Second, promise you won’t hurt me.” She bit her lip and nodded at that, as I slowly came to my knees in front of her. I reached out, then, gently running my hands up the inside of her thighs. I then lifted her thighs, up and apart, raising them to my shoulders.
“What’s the third thing?” my sister asked, as she lay back on her bed.
“Tell me if I’m doing this right,” I said as my mouth lowered to her pussy, “I haven’t done it much.”
I heard her suck in her breath as my tongue lapped at her sweet, tangy little pussy for the first time. I wasn’t lying to her, of course. I hadn’t had very many opportunities to do this. Fortunately, I had studied extensively and I’d had eager teachers at the hospital.
I lapped my tongue slowly from the bottom of her pussy lips to the top, savoring her juices and then lashing her clit from side to side twice before tracing her outer lips with my tongue. I slid my tongue in and out of her slowly, pulling it back into my mouth each time and letting her precious taste circulate around, stimulating my taste buds before I swallowed. I sped up my tongue’s exploring thrusts inside her, bringing my right thumb up to slowly stroke her clit while I ravished her tight little opening.
The air conditioner kicked on then, and the vent blew the cool air right onto my back. It soothed my aching back, neck and shoulders as I continued driving my tongue deep into my sister.
We were both delighted to discover that she could come again and again without having to stop. Finally, I was sucking her hard little nubbin, two thick fingers buried in her incredibly tight opening and drumming on her g-spot, when she squirted on my face.
I was thinking clearly enough that I whipped off my shorts and used them to sop up the moisture that had fallen to the floor. I wiped my face, my neck and my chest afterwards, as she lay back panting on the bed.
“I never…that’s never happened…no one has ever made me do that before,” she finally got out. Satisfied that I was dry, I rolled up the soaked shorts carefully and set them on the floor. I then slid into bed with Beth, sitting next to her. I carefully lifted her to my lap, and cradled her in my arms. We kissed again.
This was slow, gentle, loving kissing. I kissed my way down her neck, then, and whispered to her, “I meant what I said earlier. You do have amazing tits.” She laughed softly as I sucked her nipple into my mouth.
Beth fell asleep in my arms a while later. I gently straightened her out on her back, covering her sexy body with her sheet. I felt the smile on my face as she rolled to her side. She had a soft smile and her whole body was relaxed. I had not been seriously injured in the process. I could still taste her sweet nectar on my tongue. I stood over her for several minutes, just basking in the beauty of my sleeping sister.
I retrieved my shorts, tossing them into the laundry hamper before I lay down. This time, despite my throbbing cock, I was asleep immediately.
I awoke with a start, but that was all. I wasn’t gripped with panic, didn’t fear I was in a coma. The sun lit my room, and Beth was sitting at the edge of my bed, gently running her fingers through my hair.
She was wearing her familiar pink pajamas. The top was a short-sleeved pajama shirt with a pocket over her left breast. The bottoms came to mid calf and were tied at the waist with a darker pink ribbon. Unlike the sexy nightgown she had worn into my room the night before, this was a decidedly opaque outfit. I couldn’t help but smile as I gazed up at her beautiful face.
“Hey,” I said, “are mom and dad up yet?”
Beth responded softly. “Dad left really early this morning, around five, I think. He’s got a three-day seminar or something in San Diego. Mom sent me to see if you want some breakfast.”
“Mmm. That sounds good,” I said.
Beth looked at me, smiled and continued, “I had the most amazing dream after I went to bed last night.”
“Really?” I breathed back, “Was it a good dream or a bad dream?”
“I think it started as a bad dream. I thought something bad had happened to you.”
“Then what happened?” I was a little too eager to hear her say it.
“Well, then…” she looked thoughtfully at the window before continuing, “…it was just horrible. A nightmare, really.”
“What happened?”
“Oh, it’s embarrassing to talk about,” she leaned over and whispered huskily into my ear, “I was attacked by this giant tongue. It was everywhere. I was completely helpless, lying there, as it just devoured my throbbing little pussy.” She planted a hot smooch on my forehead before sitting back up.
“That’s a damn shame,” I said, playing along, “Are you okay now?”
“Yes. I feel fantastic now.” Her expression became serious, then, “How are you? Still in unbearable pain?”
I was afraid to move after she said that. I had not noticed pain, but I figured it would hit me as soon as I tried to get out of bed. “Not at the moment,” I answered her, and then I slowly sat up.
Surprisingly little pain hit me. Thank God for workout supplements and aloe. “I think I’m a lot better, actually,” I leaned forward and kissed her on the lips, “thank you so much for the aloe treatment. That made all the difference in the world.”
I got out of bed, closing my door softly, and then shucked off my worn boxer briefs. As I put them in the hamper I turned to Beth, “You don’t mind if I change in front of you, do you?” Her mouth was hanging open, and she shook her head. She was riveted to the sight of my full morning wood.
I nodded, and then rifled through my dresser for a fresh outfit. I grabbed a fresh pair of boxers (I hadn’t tried any of those yet), socks, black workout shorts and a t-shirt. Still naked, I walked over to the bed. I stood right in front of Beth, set the clothes beside her on the bed, and started pulling on the shirt. I felt her small hand squeeze the spongy head of my cock as I pulled the shirt down my torso. I looked down at her.
“I still can’t believe how big this is,” Beth said softly.
“Me neither,” I responded.
She looked up at me when she heard it. I went on. “I know it’s been almost a month, now, but every time I actually look at it, I feel like…I don’t know. Like it’s someone else’s. Does that make any sense?”
“I guess…” she said, and then her expression brightened. “Oh, that’s right. It is someone else’s.” She bent down, then and said, “It’s MINE.” She sucked hard on the tip, pulling the head into her mouth with a slurp. I shook as she quickly sucked out all my pre-cum. Beth then sat back up with a very satisfied look on her face.
“You’d better finish getting dressed. Mom’s in the kitchen and Leanne will be here soon.”
I snagged the boxers, and as I bent to put them on, I kissed my sister again. “You’re amazing,” I whispered.
“Don’t you forget it,” she said as she left my bedroom.
I finished getting dressed. I did have some pain from the aches in my muscles, but it was bearable. The sunburn was a constant throb. I popped out to the kitchen, wrapping my arms around my mom’s waist as she stood over the stove and giving her a quick hug. I kissed her cheek, then got my supplements and washed them down.
“I’m going to jump in the shower and put on fresh aloe. Be right back,” I said.
“Alright,” my mother replied, “Be careful, Joshua.”
The shower was quick, and I carefully spread the aloe cream over my shoulders, neck, arms chest and legs. However, I couldn’t reach my back. I turned around and looked at my back in the bathroom mirror. It was bad. I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked to the dining room.
“Beth, would you mind getting my back with the aloe?” I asked.
“Sure thing,” she replied.
I turned so that my back was to them, and held the tube of lotion over my shoulder for Beth. My mom and Beth both sucked in a breath. I heard my mom exclaim, “Good lord, Joshua, what happened to your back?” I was puzzled until she went on, “Looks like somebody scratched you up something fierce.”
“Really?” I said, “Dang, I must have scratched it in my sleep. I didn’t even notice it.”
“That doesn’t hurt?” Beth said then. “It looks pretty bad, Josh. We’d better put some antibiotic on it.”
Beth brushed past me, headed toward the bathroom. I followed her in, and she had the little tube of ‘triple antibiotic’ cream in her hand when I came in the door. She had me face away from her, and she said softly, “Hey, shut that door.” I pushed it closed and she began carefully applying the antibiotic to the welts on my neck and back.
“Those really don’t hurt?” she asked.
“Honestly, no. It just blends in with the sunburn, and that’s not terrible now either.”
She softly kissed my shoulder while setting the little tube on the counter. Beth then picked up the larger tube of aloe cream and started working it into the middle of my back. When her hands reached the small of my back, she set the aloe back on the counter.
She reached around like she was going to hug me. I started to warn her it would get those creams all over her pajamas, but then she untucked my towel, pulling it from me and hanging it on the towel rack. I saw her in the mirror, standing behind me and staring at my ass. She was reaching for the buttons of her pajama top when she whispered, “Turn around for me.”
My cock was rock hard now. It pointed straight out in front of me as I turned to face my sister. She slid silently to her knees in front of me, opening her pajama top so that it framed her huge breasts wonderfully. Her nipples looked as hard as my pulsing cock. She forced her gaze from that to my face and softly said, “I am so very sorry that I hurt you like that. Please accept this apology.”
She then proceeded to give me an amazing apology with her enthusiastic, sucking little mouth. Apparently her hands grabbing my ass and squeezing it was also part of this apology. I turned my head to the right and watched her apologizing vigorously in the mirror.
“Ooh. I accept your apology. It’s amazing. You’d better stop, though, before mom comes looking for us.”
Her look was defiant. She pulled her mouth off of me just long enough to say, “I’ll bet I can make you cum before she does,” and she slurped me back in.
She was probably right. But then we heard the doorbell ring. With my mom busy in the kitchen, one of us needed to get the door. Beth released my cock with another spine-tingling slurp and a “dammit Leanne” before buttoning up her top and heading for the front door. I waited for a few seconds, leaning on the bathroom counter to support my shaking knees until they felt steady enough to hold me up.
I dressed quickly, then, but pulling on the t-shirt quickly was a bad idea. I walked out of the bathroom holding the shirt. I’m sure my face broadcast the pain that was shooting through my back, neck, and shoulders as I walked out to the dining room.
“Oh, man,” I said, “this shirt hurt so badly when I tried to put it on. It’s about as soft a shirt as I have, too. Any ideas?”
It has always been a rule in our house that shirts are mandatory at the dinner table. Mom frowned as she looked at me. Then she shrugged and said, “Either of you going to be offended if Joshua is topless for breakfast this one time?” They shook their heads, so she said, “Joshua, I hereby grant you this one time dispensation for topless breakfast. Now come sit down and eat.” Everyone smiled at that.
My mom cooks an outstanding breakfast. This was no exception. I was able to mind my manners with the ladies present, except for my topless state, and ate my breakfast without wolfing it down. I still finished a second helping before they were done, but my mom did notice me eating like a gentleman. She smiled in approval.
After breakfast, I insisted on doing the dishes for everyone, encouraging them to relax and visit. At one point, I looked up from the sink to find all three of them looking at me. “What?” I asked.
Lynne spoke up, “It’s like porn for women! There’s a hot, topless guy washing dishes.”
They all howled at that one. I grinned at them while I continued what I was doing. It didn’t take long for me to wrap it up. I noticed my sunburned skin was starting to sweat, so I grabbed a bottle of water to make sure I stayed hydrated.
I rejoined them at the dining room table. Leanne and my mother were trying to figure out when they could reschedule my therapy for the day. I obviously wasn’t going to be able to do any exercising in my current condition. I cleared my throat and suggested, “Maybe some cognitive therapy? I do have to get started on those placement tests.”
Leanne thought about it. “I’ll have to make a couple calls, but I think that would work. I may have to get a standardized test for it to count.” She pulled out her phone, then retreated to the living room to talk with someone at the insurance company.
I turned to my mother then, “Mom, if my sunburn allows it, would you mind if I visit Mark and Seth this evening? I haven’t seen those guys since I woke up.”
Like I said earlier, my friends and I never got into trouble. Mom smiled as she said, “Sure.” She got up from the table then. “Let me get those placement courses for you.”
She returned with a two-foot-high stack of books, notebooks and binders. Setting them on the table, she said, “Let me get the rest.”
Oh, boy.
Leanne did have to leave to get a standardized post-coma cognition assessment test. Beth got dressed and left with her. My mom stayed to help me get started with the course work. She was far more organized than I was, so she set up a course of study that should get me through everything in six weeks. We were immediately able to eliminate the Algebra course, since I had taken it early.
We started on World History first, which basically meant reading the textbook and then doing worksheets on the material. I actually find history interesting, and World History had a lot more going on that was captivating to me than the U.S. History class I had taken as a sophomore.
Mom thought it was a good idea to have me read out loud to her, so I did. Every so often she would ask a question, or I had one for her. I had knocked out five chapters when my mom spoke up.
“You are sweating so much you’re making me feel warm. I’m going to go change.” I looked up at her. She was still wearing the robe she often wore around the house in the mornings. It was a fairly heavyweight cloth. “Okay,” I nodded at her.
“You should probably shower and put on some more aloe while I change. I’ll get your back when you’re done.”
“Alright, mom. That’s probably a good idea.”
My mom is always right. The water felt incredibly soothing on my skin, particularly when I had finished washing off the dried lotion and turned the water down to cold. I stayed under the cold spray and could almost feel my tortured skin drinking in the moisture. I was still in the shower when Mom knocked on the bathroom door.
“Joshua, are you alright in there?”
I pulled my head out of the spray of water and replied, “Yes ma’am. You were right; the cool water is helping a ton.”
Although I couldn’t see her through the shower curtain, I could hear her open the door. “Sorry, I couldn’t hear you,” she said, “Are you alright?”
I turned around entirely, then, my back in the spray of the shower. I said, “Yes, Mom, I’m fine. I was saying…” when she pulled the shower curtain open and put her head in to look at me. Reflexively, I covered my crotch with both hands. I cleared my throat and continued, “…I was saying, you were right. This cold water feels great on my sunburn.”
“Okay,” she said. “Well, if you’re ready to get out, I’ll dry your back and put that aloe on for you.”
That just felt weird. I turned my back to her and turned off the water. I wasn’t really comfortable having my mother see me naked like this. I couldn’t think of a reasonable protest that made any logical sense, though.
I stepped out of the front side of the shower curtain and stood on the bath mat, my back to her the whole time. That left me standing right in front of the sink, so I could see her reflection in the bathroom mirror out of the corner of my right eye. Mom was wearing a skirt and lightweight blouse now.
It was the same short skirt she had worn to visit me in the hospital, the one that got my dad so fired up when he saw she wasn’t wearing panties underneath it. That memory had my cock hardening already, but then I watched her big breasts jiggle as she dried my back. She was extremely gentle with the towel, so it took a while. She reached the tops of my buttocks and sighed as she started to rub the towel all over my ass.
I was completely hard now. I could see pre-cum starting to drool out of the tip of my cock. In the mirror, I saw my mother kneel down behind me. She gently coaxed my feet apart so that she could dry the insides of my legs. I was so turned on my legs were shaking. I looked down and watched as a big drop of my pre-cum started to leak down toward the bath mat.
Then, my mother’s outstretched hand was reaching out from between my legs and the fluid was pooling in her palm. Her hand slowly rose until it was right underneath my throbbing cock head, and then her fingers gently squeezed the rubbery tip and forced out the pre-cum that was in there. I found I couldn’t speak. I watched in the mirror as she brought her cum-filled palm to her face and sniffed it. She handed me the towel with her other hand and said, “Go ahead and dry your front.”
Then she licked her gooey palm. I was about to unload all over the toilet and wastebasket in front of me, so I forced my eyes away from that lust-provoking sight and dried my front. I was a little too rough at first, but controlled my shaking hands well enough after that. I didn’t damage myself. When I was done, I thought that I could just hang the towel on my erection, I was so hard. Instead, I held it in front of me.
Mom had watched me the whole time. She had worked a big puddle of the aloe lotion in her hands so that it wasn’t too chilly when she applied it to my neck, shoulders and back. Her eyes narrowed as her hands went over the welts on my neck and upper back, but she didn’t say anything. She worked her way down my back and then knelt behind me again to do my legs.
I could feel her hot breath between my thighs and on the back of my balls as she gently worked the lotion into my skin. Finally, she was finished.
She rose and gave me a light squeeze on my right ass cheek before moving just past me to wash her hands in the sink. Her eyes met mine in the mirror as she put a dollop of soap into her hand and began rubbing her hands together. Her breasts swayed hypnotically in her blouse. Clearly she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipples looked hard enough to cut the mirror’s surface as they poked out proudly and waved at me.
My eyes shot back up to hers. She was smiling at me, then. I was so tempted to lift up her skirt at that moment. I wanted to see her naked ass in front of me, wanted to bend my own mother over that bathroom sink and fill her up from behind. Her voice cut through my lust then.
“I’d offer to do your front, Joshua, but that seems like a very bad idea right now.” My head shook involuntarily at the huskiness in her voice when she said “very bad.” Mom dried her hands and left the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
I couldn’t stop shaking for minutes after. Holy hell.
I needed to masturbate furiously, needed to get all that filthiness out of my mind. But then I heard Leanne and Beth come in the front door. I washed my face vigorously, trying to clear my mind. I heard a soft knock at the door. I wrapped my towel tightly around my waist. I don’t know what I was expecting as I said, “Come in.”
I was surprised when Leanne came in, closing and locking the door behind her.
“Your mom sent me. Are you alright Josh?” Am I alright? Not even close! As Leanne approached I was shaking uncontrollably. She looked alarmed, and guided me over to sit on the lid of the toilet seat. The towel parted in front of me, and my huge, pulsing, throbbing, drooling cock sprung free right in front of my wet dream goddess.
“I’m sorry, Leanne…I…”
“Your mom was right,” she said softly. She started undoing her shorts, “You DO need me right now.”
Her shorts and panties fell to the floor and she straddled me right there. Her tight little pussy was soaking wet, and opened like the perfect flower I always knew it was. When her sweet pussy lips closed behind the head of my cock, she wrapped her arms gently around my head.
She moaned softly into my ear, “Oh, good God, Josh. I’m already coming. That huge cock of yours is so…OH! I can’t believe it! I’m coming again!”
Then I was coming with her, spraying a geyser of pent-up spunk into her clutching little pussy. We mashed our mouths together so we wouldn’t scream out loud with the intensity of that release. I was still shooting hard up inside her what felt like several minutes later when she threw her head back to gasp for air.
Then she was biting her lip so hard I was sure she would draw blood, shaking her head from side to side as she came yet again. She leaned her head down after that, resting her panting face on my shoulder.
When she finally caught her breath, I had finished that orgasm. Leanne looked down into my eyes. She kissed me and whispered, “That was so much better than I imagined. Josh you are so…” her eyes shot open, “You’re still hard?” The disbelief was clear in her face and in her voice.
I nodded at her, not sure what to say. I lifted her up from my lap, felt the gooey mess drain out of her and down my leg. I stood, turning her around in front of me as I guided her to the sink and bent her over.
“I’m so sorry, Leanne,” I said softly, “but we’re not close to done yet.”
In the mirror I saw her eyes shoot open as I spread her ass cheeks open and entered her sloppy pussy from behind. Her hands clutched the counter, one of them grabbing a washcloth and shoving it into her mouth to muffle her scream.
I lost my self control, then. I couldn’t stop my hard cock from just pounding her tight little pussy savagely. Her stifled screams and the wild look in her eyes just spurred me on as I took her, violently, again and again.
I shot a second massive volley of semen deep inside her. Her eyes rolled up in her head and her muscular ass shook as her own orgasm overwhelmed her. She just looked up at me helplessly when I stopped spurting inside her…and slowly started to fuck her again.
I had calmed down enough that when my third orgasm approached I was able to warn her. “Oh, Leanne, I can’t believe this,” I hissed. “I’m about to come again.” She pulled the saliva-soaked washcloth from her mouth and said, “I want you to shoot it all over my ass!”
I did as she asked, pulling my cock out and resting the shaft across her pulsing asshole to unload all over her ass and her lower back. One enterprising rope of my cum shot all the way up to her shoulder blade. I was holding her hips tightly, still spreading her sexy butt open wide as my cock slid up and down between those perfect ass cheeks.
Leanne reached back with a shaky hand and grasped my cock just behind the head. She pointed it right at her asshole and pressed the tip to her opening, forcing the last of my cum to dribble inside her.
“Ohhh, dear God,” she groaned, “You’re still hard.” Then she was pressing my cock into her tight, hungry asshole. Her face nodded to me in the mirror as she gasped, “Do it.” We groaned in unison as my huge, spongy cock head opened her fully. Then I was in heaven beyond any I had imagined. I was fucking my goddess in her perfect, velvety, gripping, cock-worshipping ass.
We both lost track of how many times Leanne exploded in orgasm with me buried in her like that, before I finally unleashed that last load. My knees buckled and we slid down to the bathroom floor together. We lay there, holding each other tightly and gasping for air.
I was still buried balls-deep in her clutching ass, still pulsing out the last of my cum. She was shivering with little tremors of her own as she felt each one of my spurts.
It took several minutes for us to get our breath back, to finally stop gasping and panting. It took several more minutes after that before the strength returned to my legs and I was able to help Leanne out of the rest of her clothes and into the shower. We stood shakily under the water, holding each other for support as the sweat and cum gradually flowed off of our bodies.
We hugged and washed each others’ backs. When that was done, Leanne poured some body wash over her breasts and tummy and then mashed up against me. We rubbed our bodies together, working the body wash into a lather. Then I leaned her back so that the spray could come between us and rinse it off.
Finally, I pulled the shower nozzle out and knelt beside her, holding her upright while I sprayed up inside her pussy and asshole, flushing out the torrents of cum and rinsing it down the drain.
I dried Leanne off gently, wrapping the towel around her when I was done. I helped her over to sit on the toilet, where this all started, as I toweled off in front of her. She watched my cock wave around in front of me as I finished drying off. “Oh my God,” she said softly, “You could go again right now, if you wanted to. Couldn’t you?”
I looked down at my cock, clearly at least half-hard. I thought about it and said, “Maybe.”
I picked Leanne up and carried her into my room, laying her down gently on my bed. I pulled the sheet over her ravaged body, and then carefully took the damp towel from around her. I walked out into the living room to face the music, then. There was no way we weren’t heard.
Only there was no music to face. We were alone in the house.
Never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, and with my strength returning, I grabbed a mop and bucket and cleaned the bathroom floor, drying it with my towel afterwards. I pulled on shorts and put the used towels, washcloth, and the dirty clothes from my hamper into the washer and started it up. Finally, I took Leanne’s clothes in to her.
She was fast asleep in my bed. I lifted the sheet from her, finally allowing my eyes to take in her entire, perfect, naked body. She was right. I absolutely would have fucked her again if she wasn’t so obviously wiped out. I gently worked her panties up her legs and pulled them up her hips, so she wasn’t naked in my bed. I folded the rest of her clothes neatly and set them on my headboard so she would have them when she awoke.
I picked out the softest tank top I could find and eased myself into it. I then gingerly removed my shorts, pulling boxers up to cover my tender cock and balls before putting the loose shorts back on.
I looked at my bedside clock then. Good lord, it wasn’t even one in the afternoon yet. I was sorely tempted to curl up in bed with my goddess, but if I did that, I knew I would sleep away the rest of the day. At least until my sister returned home and busted us in bed together. I blew out a deep breath and walked quietly out of my bedroom, closing the door softly behind me.
I went into the kitchen and took vitamins and my weightlifting supplements, washed them down with a tall glass of water. I fixed a quick sandwich and ate it with some chips, moving on in my World History course as I did so.
When I finished eating, I washed my plate and glass, and then picked up my cell phone to call my mother.
“Joshua? Are you feeling better now?” she said when she answered.
“Yes, ma’am, I am better. I just had some lunch, and wondered where you and Beth had gone.”
“Oh, we did a little shopping, and then I dropped her at Paula Henderson’s place. A bunch of those girls were talking about getting together for drinks. I thought it would be good for Beth to have some drinks with her friends. She’ll probably stay overnight. I thought I might take Leanne over there when you guys are done with your therapy for today. You know, so they don’t have to worry about driving.”
I thought carefully before responding. Clearly, my mom had set Leanne up with me. I was burning to know why, but it felt like we weren’t supposed to talk about it. “I’ll make sure to let her know. Thanks, mom.”
“No problem, Joshua. I’ll be back in a couple of hours. Right now I’m at my office. I have a client coming in a few minutes. If we wind up looking at places today, I’ll call and let you know.”
“Sounds good, mom. I have knocked out two more chapters in World History. I figure one more of those for today and then I’ll get started on English.”
“Alright. Do you think you’re feeling well enough now to visit with Mark and Seth this evening?”
“You know, mom, I think I do.”
“That’s great, son. I’ll talk to you later.”
I looked at the phone for a good minute after she hung up, then blasted through that last chapter of World History before practically sprinting down the hall to join the goddess in my bed.