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A Helping Hand from an Overly-Nice s****r (Part 2)
Date: 7/22/2016, Categories: First Time Masturbation Taboo Author: brianbigdogsmith
... together. For more than a minute we stood there together and she stroked me, spray of warm water coming from my side. I could feel her getting tired, and though I knew she wouldn’t let that stop her, I felt a little anxious to get it done. I allowed myself to focus on Mandy, to think about her in a way I'd been trying to avoid. Her swim suit might have been modest, but it had turned me on, seeing her smooth skin, how it molded around her breasts. Her slender arm and hand, so hot around my dick, so focused. And the way she smiled at me. This wasn't some abstract jerk-off; this was my s****r Mandy, hot as hell, in the shower with me giving me a handjob. Pausing, Mandy released my dick a moment, shaking her wrist. She pulled back from my side a moment, seeing to consider her position. "Here, let me try this." She moved to my back, reaching both arms around my sides. She groped a moment to get her bearings, then took ahold of my shaft with both hands, one above the other, and started stroking. "How's that?" "Good." I took a breath and relaxed myself. In response, Mandy tightened her arms into more of a hug at my sides and pressed into my back, her breasts just below my shoulder blades and the swim suit on her stomach pressing against my bare butt. I needed to finish this. God, her little body felt good against mine, so hot as she pumped two-fisted on my cock. "Mmmm, yeah. Touch my balls, too." I was going past simple explanation well into the ...
... realm of inappropriateness. But her eager willingness to conscientiously follow every instruction was just too much of a turn on. She took her right hand off my dick, repositioning her left to the middle, and started stroking again while petting my balls. "Like this?" she whispered over my shoulder. I turned my head back. "Hold them, like cup them and keep touching them." "Okay." She did so, cradling my balls in her hand gingerly and petting the side, while her left hand kept working. It was less dexterous than her right, and the strokes went a little wilder. Regardless, I was starting to approach, sinking back a little into Mandy's body. "Should I do it near the top again?" She asked, recalling how I'd had her finish me last time. "Yeah," I whispered back, a little breathless. She adjusted her grip and my foreskin and started stroking, faster than before. I breathed out slowly and loudly. "Yeah, Mandy. That feels so good. Mandy." She was going fast, my dick flopping about some in her wild left hand. Stopping, she switched her hands, holding my balls in her left hand while returning her right to my cock. The furious but controlled strokes of her right hand soon had me there, and my butt tensed as I thrust forward into her hands, feeling the spurts of cum against the pressure of her grip. My knees weakened and I tried to keep myself up with my wrists, lucky to have Mandy balancing me as I dropped a little limply a few times. Mandy ...