The Role of a Helping Hand: My Sister’s Crisis

As I pulled up to Kelly’s townhouse, I couldn’t help but notice the look of relief wash over her face when she saw me. She had been standing under the awning, dodging the raindrops that were starting to fall harder. “I’m so glad you’re here,” she said, her voice laced with a mix of gratitude and exhaustion.

“No problem, I’m happy to help,” I replied, getting out of the truck and walking towards her. I could see the stress etched on her face, and I knew that she was worried about getting her mother’s car to work on time.

As we stood there, her phone suddenly rang again. She hesitated for a moment before answering it, her eyes darting towards me apologetically. “Sorry, I have to take this,” she said, stepping away from me to take the call.

I watched her as she spoke into the phone, her voice a gentle tone that belied the frustration and worry that was clear in her eyes. After a few minutes, she hung up and turned back to me.

“I’m so sorry about this,” she said, her voice laced with embarrassment. “My mom can be a bit much sometimes.”

“It’s okay, I understand,” I replied, smiling reassuringly at her. “Family can be tough, right?”

Kelly nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. “Definitely. But I should get going. My mom needs the car, and I don’t want to keep her waiting.”

“I’ll follow you home, and then you can buy me a beer,” I suggested, grinning at her. “You can’t buy a beer if you’re not 21, right?”

Kelly laughed, a bright, musical sound that made my heart skip a beat. “No, I guess not,” she said, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

“So, let’s get going,” I said, gesturing for her to get into the truck. As we drove to her house, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. I had no idea what the night had in store, but I was eager to find out.

Kelly walked away from me, disappearing around the corner. I sat as far from Zelda as possible, returning the feline’s stare. When I didn’t make any sudden movements, the cat got up and stretched her lithe body. I held out my hand with my index finger extended until Zelda deigned to come and sniff it. She must have liked my smell, as she then rubbed her face along my hand.

By the time Kelly returned a few minutes later, Zelda was stretched on her side across my lap, and I was stroking her belly.

“I don’t know how you did it, but Zelda has never taken to someone so fast before,” Kelly said.

“Maybe I have the magic touch with kitty cats,” I replied.

“We’ll see about that. Shoo, Zelda, Kevin has to go now,” Kelly told the cat. Zelda moved, but took her own sweet time, as befitted royalty.

First, she stood and languidly stretched before rubbing against me a final time. Then, with her tail in the air, she slowly climbed from me and hopped to the floor.

After standing, I brushed the cat hair from my pants and headed to the door with Kelly, who had already turned the TV off.

The sun was peering through the clouds as we emerged from the house and walked to my truck. I held the door while she got in, then closed it and headed to my side.

In a few minutes, we were parked in the lot, and the sun was shining brightly. It had been a typical summer thundershower, gone just as quickly as it had arrived.

“Not that I mind, but since the rain stopped, I could have walked here, Kevin,” Kelly said.

“True, but then I couldn’t have met Zelda, or arrived with such a pretty young lady,” I replied. “The tables outside are nice. Do you want to sit out here?”

Kelly nodded in agreement, so I held her chair for her as she sat. After a few minutes of sitting there, I was about to look for someone to take our order when a waitress came out.

Kelly ordered an iced tea, and I asked for a draft. In a couple of minutes, we were drinking and laughing as we talked. Kelly was 19, I learned, with mixed Irish, German, and Italian heritage. She liked rock and country music, and of course, cats.

“When I asked her about school, her face got serious, and she paused before answering,” I thought to myself.

“No, Kevin, I really want to go to college, but right now, I need to work full-time to help my Mom pay the bills,” Kelly said.

“Things aren’t good with the economy, and she lost her last job, which paid better. She’s been working at a gas station/convenience store, and without my salary, she couldn’t afford the mortgage now,” Kelly explained.

“Which is why I wished she would cut me a little slack,” Kelly continued. “I’m being responsible and helping out. I know it’s been tough on her all these years since my Dad left, and she’s been supporting us both.”

“Sorry, Kelly, I’m a child of divorce too. It’s never a good thing when marriage doesn’t work,” I said.

“Yeah, he left when I was seven, and I haven’t seen him since I was ten,” Kelly replied, looking sad and wistful.

“Is your neck okay?” I asked, noticing that Kelly’s hands rubbed her neck.

“Lifting and packing groceries all day sometimes makes my neck and back hurt,” Kelly said.

“Sorry for the part I caused with my shopping today,” I replied.

“Oh no, you actually bagged your own, and a lot of people won’t lift a finger. Besides, that’s how we met,” Kelly said quietly, as if unsure if she should say it.

“Your right about that last part,” I said, standing. “Let’s see if my magic touch works on pretty women like it does with cats.”

Standing behind her, I let my hands touch the back of her neck. We both felt what seemed like an electric current travel between us.

Slowly, I began to rub and massage her neck and shoulders. Her muscles were very tense, but as I worked my strong fingers on them, they began to loosen up.

“Kelly, that feels incredible,” I said, as she sighed with pleasure and her body sank deeper in the seat.

“These hands are for you, Kelly,” I whispered, my statement coming out without thinking, but Kelly smiled and squeezed my hands gently.

“I’m glad it’s you,” Kelly said, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

When the waitress came out to see if we wanted anything, Kelly made a big production of paying, letting the woman know that she was treating me. All the time, she kept one hand on top of mine.

“Kelly, I want to ask you something, but I have to ask this first. Do you have a boyfriend?” I asked, hesitating.

“No, and right now, I’m glad I don’t,” Kelly replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

“So am I,” I said, smiling. “Then can I ask if you’re free tonight so I can take you to dinner?”

“I’m free, but I’m wondering if instead of taking me somewhere, we could…,” Kelly said, her voice trailing off.

“Go on, Kelly, what is it?” I asked, my heart pounding with anticipation.

“I could cook for you, if you wanted, and then maybe I could have a drink too,” Kelly said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Damn, I have steaks at home, but I just realized that while I’m running around with you, my groceries are sitting in the back of the cab,” I said, laughing.

“That’s not good. Sorry, I caused that, didn’t I?” Kelly said, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

“It’s not your fault, but we should hurry,” I replied, smiling.

We finished up and left. As we drove, I caught glimpses of Kelly out of the corner of my eye, sitting and staring at me with a little smile.

When I would actually turn, she would invariably look down before returning her gaze to me.

When we reached my house, I backed into the driveway to make unloading the bed easier.

But first, I had to unload the groceries, and with that, Kelly helped. Mindful of her sore back, I only allowed her to carry the light items.

We brought them to the kitchen, and as she put the refrigerated items away first, I selected a nice bottle of red wine and put it in to chill.

“Kelly, I still have to unload gravel and concrete from the truck, so after you finish, make yourself at home. Feel free to get a drink or whatever,” I said.

“Okay, Kevin, but where do the rest of the groceries go?” Kelly asked.

“Except for stuff that has to go in the fridge, don’t worry about it. You’re my guest, so you shouldn’t be working anyway,” I replied.

I worked up a good sweat unloading and moving the supplies into the back yard, but in present order, I was finished and back in the house.

Kelly was searching through the refrigerator for something when I came into the kitchen. She came out with some salad fixings and placed them on the counter.

“All right, I can make a salad to go with the steak, but do you have potatoes to go with them?” Kelly asked.

“They’re in the pantry, but you shouldn’t trouble yourself, Kelly,” I said.

“Nonsense, I’m going to make you a nice meal. You should sit and relax. Do you want me to get you a beer?” Kelly asked, smiling.

“No thanks, I put the wine in to chill, and I think I’m going to jump in the shower real quick,” I replied.

“Wait,” Kelly said, as she approached me. She pressed her sweet lips to mine for our first kiss.

She tasted great, and I found myself eagerly returning the kiss with growing intensity until Kelly pinched my ass and stepped back, breaking our clinch.

“Hurry and shower before I forget myself. Go,” Kelly said, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

Reluctantly, I hurried upstairs and into the bathroom. After stripping down and putting my clothing in the hamper, I turned on the water and climbed in.

When I washed below my waist, I was already so turned on thinking of Kelly waiting that just brushing past my groin was enough to trigger an erection of unparalleled proportion.

Soaping up, I gave myself a few strokes before moving on and finishing up.

I towel-dried off, but I realized I hadn’t brought my robe with me. Wrapping the towel around my waist, I padded out into the hall when I heard Kelly calling me.

When she saw

As I lay there, my cum still dripping from her eager mouth, Kelly looked up at me with a radiant smile. Her eyes sparkled with a mix of excitement and satisfaction, and I knew in that moment that I’d given her exactly what she’d been craving.

“Did you like that, Kevin?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Like it?” I repeated, chuckling. “That was the best blowjob I’ve ever had in my life, Kelly. You’re incredible.”

I reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, my fingers tracing the curve of her cheek. “Now, how about letting me return the favor?”

Kelly stood up, her movements fluid and confident, and began to pick up her top and bra. I tried to reach out and pull her back, but she dodged my attempt with a playful smile.

“Oh, I will,” she said, “but that’ll be your dessert for after dinner. For now, let’s get you fed, and I’ll make sure I haven’t ruined your meal.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I replied, grinning, as I watched her sashay towards the stairs.

But I had no intention of letting her leave my side until I’d had my fill of her. I pulled on a pair of lounge pants and a t-shirt, and followed her down to the kitchen, my heart racing with anticipation.

The kitchen was filled with the delicious aroma of cooking steak, and Kelly was humming to herself as she busied with preparing dinner. I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her close as I kissed her neck.

“Smells great, Kelly,” I said, my voice low and husky. “Do you want to eat here or on the deck?”

Kelly’s face lit up with a happy smile. “Can we eat outside? That would be so cool.”

“You get everything ready out there while I finish up in here,” I suggested, already knowing that I’d rather be with her than finishing up in the kitchen.

Kelly bustled out to the deck, leaving me to finish up in the kitchen. I pulled out the umbrella, the condiments, and the bottle of wine, and followed her out to the table.

As we sat down to eat, I couldn’t help but steal glances at Kelly, who was radiant in the fading light of the sun. We made small talk as we ate, but I could sense the tension building between us, the unspoken desire that seemed to grow with every passing minute.

As we finished up the meal, Kelly began to clear the table off, and I followed her inside, my heart pounding with anticipation. She started to wash the dishes, and I snuck up behind her, my hands reaching out to wrap around her waist.

“What do you think you’re doing, Kelly?” I whispered in her ear, my voice low and husky. “It’s time for my dessert.”

Kelly’s response was a playful giggle, and a glance over her shoulder that left me wanting more. “Just let me wash these dishes, Kevin. They can wait until tomorrow.”

“Not a chance,” I said, my voice firm. “They can wait until I do them tomorrow. You’ve worked hard enough today. Now, it’s my turn to taste you.”

Kelly’s eyes sparkled with excitement, and she turned off the water, her hands reaching out to wrap around my waist. “I think I can manage that,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

We made our way to the bedroom, the tension between us growing with every passing moment. I turned on the ceiling fan and a lamp, casting a warm glow over the room, and pulled Kelly into my arms, my lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss.

As we kissed, I reached out to unzip her skirt, my fingers tracing the curve of her legs as I pushed it down, revealing her smooth, toned skin. I slipped my hands under the waistband of her tights, rolling them down her legs, and paused, my fingers tracing the curve of her hips.

Next, I removed her top, and came face to face with her large, full breasts. My mouth nibbled at a nipple, and I cupped the pair in my hands, my fingers tracing the curve of her skin.

Guiding Kelly back toward the bed, I continued to knead the flesh, my hands moving in slow, sensual circles. Her legs contacted the bed, and I sat her down, my hands on her thighs, my fingers tracing the curve of her skin.

“Sit down, Kelly,” I ordered, my voice firm, but gentle.

Kelly sat, her eyes meeting mine, and I knelt in front of her, my hands reaching out to divest her of her black sneakers, white socks, and tights. She was left clad only in her black panties, the little attached pink ribbons a sweet touch.

As I looked at her, I was struck by her beauty, her smooth, toned skin, and her large, full breasts. I placed a hand on each of her thighs, and brought my lips to her right inner thigh, lightly kissing my way from right above her knee up to where it joined her pelvis.

At that close distance, I could smell her sex scent, and it intoxicated me, making me want more. As I worked my way up her leg, I left a trail of raised goosebumps in my wake, and Kelly’s hand ran through my hair, trying to direct me to her still-covered pussy.

Instead, I breathed lightly, allowing my hot breath to pass over her mound, causing her to tremble from anticipation. I repeated the process with her left thigh, and by the time I reached the top, Kelly was squirming around, her body tense with desire.

When I brought my lips to her covered lips, and kissed the wet fabric, she shuddered and pulled my hair hard. “Kevin, you made me cum just from teasing me,” she gasped out, her voice barely above a whisper.

Smiling with satisfaction, I reached up and pulled hard on her panties, sliding them down her legs, revealing her pink pussy to me. I was entranced by her beauty, the puffy, glistening lips, and the darker shade inside her.

First, I gave her lower lips an open-mouth kiss, tasting her treat for the first time. Her juice was clear yet sticky, and I eagerly funneled it to my mouth with my tongue, savoring it for a minute before swallowing it down.

My tongue burrowed deep inside her, probing her sweet honey pot, and licking her sugary walls. Kelly was going crazy from the stimulus, letting out a series of low, throaty moans, and humping her puss against my eager mouth.

Her hand had never released my hair, and she still held it tightly, her fingers tracing the curve of my scalp. When I began to run my tongue the length of her, from her puckered little brown eye, and up along her juicy lips, I would swerve to avoid coming in contact with her hard clit, which jutted out prominently from its hood.

On occasion, I would tease Kelly by coming very close to her button, but just before touching it, I would detour. Finally, when she had enough of my sweet torture, Kelly literally begged me to give her release.

“Please, Kevin, I can’t take it anymore,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “You have to know what you’re doing to me. Please, lick me there! I so want to feel your tongue on my clitty. Don’t be mean, I’m begging you!”

That was more than I could take. Hearing Kelly plead for relief like that caused me to stop what I was doing, and instead, put my lips around her clit, and flick it with the tip of my tongue, while sucking it into my mouth.

Kelly’s legs momentarily closed on my head, and I felt her secretions flow from her pink lips toward the mattress. Her eyes met mine, and I read joy, pleasure, and thanks reflected in them.

My tongue lapped at her escaping nectar, and I stood upright in front of her, my cock aching to be inside her. But Kelly had other plans now. She adjusted her body, so that she was lying widthwise across the bed, with her head at the edge of the bed, and between my legs.

She grabbed my cock, and pulled it to her mouth, where she proceeded to lick up the pre-cum that oozed from it. Her tongue circled my crown, and her lips opened wide, swallowing me into her mouth up to her hand.

Kelly’s free hand wrapped around my leg, allowing her to support her body as she took me deep into her mouth. She worked her head up and down my length, until I slipped into her throat, and for a moment, her lips met my pubic bone, before she slid back down, releasing my hardness from her mouth, saliva escaping from the corners.

Kelly coughed a little, but quickly regained her breath, and stroked my hard-on. It felt harder than iron to me, and her strokes stiffened and swelled

Her hand wrapped around my growing erection as she moved into a kneeling position, her body pressed against mine. She leaned in, our lips meeting in a fierce kiss as she pumped my shaft with her hand, her fingers tightening with each stroke. The friction was almost too much, but I was already at full size, my body straining against her touch.

“Relax, Kevin,” she whispered against my lips, “let me take control.” Her words barely registered as she moved her leg over my body, the sensation of her warmth enveloping me like a shroud. She guided my head to her lips, and I felt myself being drawn into her sweet, wet pussy like a drowning man.

“Oh, God,” I groaned, my body thrusting into hers as she rode me slowly, her pelvis working up and down my length. My hands roamed the totality of her body, kneading her big ass as she made like a cowgirl, the occasional slap to a cheek sending shivers down my spine.

“Ride me, Kelly, yee haa,” I told her, my voice barely above a whisper, but she smiled, her eyes glinting with mischief. My hands moved to her full breasts, squeezing them as I played with her erect pink nipples, watching as her face contorted in pleasure.

She began to move faster, her body slamming into mine as she bit her lip, her eyes flashing with excitement. My thumb danced across her clit, sending her into a frenzy, her body writhing in my arms as she screamed with pleasure.

Her face flushed, her body trembling all over as she came like a rocket ship, her pussy clenching around me like a vise. I kept my thumb in contact with her clit, sending her into orbit as I rapid-fired thrusts into her, my cock swelling to new heights as I rode the wave of her orgasm.

Finally, she collapsed onto me, her body spent, her face pressed into my chest. I paused my thrusting, letting her catch her breath as I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close.

“Oh, God, that was so awesome, Kevin. You made me cum like crazy. Thank you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

“You ain’t seen nothing yet,” I boasted, my voice dripping with confidence, “just wait. Can you get off me?” I asked, my body still throbbing with excitement.

Reluctantly, she slid off my erection and body, and I rolled to the side of her, my cock still pulsing with life. I placed a pillow beneath her pelvis, pushing her onto her stomach as I guided my hardness into her wet pinkness.

We both gasped with delight as I slid deeper into her molten furnace, the position putting a lot of friction on my shaft, but I didn’t care, I was too caught up in the sensation of being inside her. I thrust in and out of Kelly, my breathing becoming more rapid as I sensed the finish line approaching.

“Oh damn, Kelly, I can’t take any more. I’m… going… to… cum,” I practically shouted, my body arching as I felt myself reach the pinnacle of pleasure.

“Yes, Kevin, I want you to cum in me. I want to feel it,” she answered, her voice a husky whisper.

With a strangled cry, my body arched as my cock swelled up, the first shot of semen bursting into her wetness. A few minutes later, we were cuddling, our bodies still entwined as we basked in the afterglow of our lovemaking.

“Kevin, I have to ask you,” Kelly said, her voice trailing off, “I don’t have a car, and I’m not sure what your plans are… “

“Well, I hoped you would want to spend the night, and I’d drive you to work in the morning,” I began, but she cut me off with a kiss, her eyes appearing moist.

When we finally broke apart, I took her chin in my hand, my heart pounding with excitement.

“I see you like the plan,” I said, smiling, “What time do you have to be at work in the morning?”

“I love the plan, I was worried you would want to get rid of me. Tomorrow, I start at 7:00 A.M.,” she answered, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Kelly, even though we’ve just met, I have to warn you – I’m crazy about you already. I’ll set the alarm nice and early,” I said, my voice dripping with sincerity.

“Okay, Kevin,” she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

As the night wore on, we grew closer, our bodies entwined as we explored the depths of our passion. The sound of distant thunder was the first thing I heard when I awakened a few hours later, but it wasn’t the only thing that stirred me – Kelly’s absence was a wake-up call, her purse still sitting on the bedside table a reminder that she was gone.

I stood up, padding across the rug to the top of the stairs, my heart pounding with excitement as I searched for her. I found her in the kitchen, her back to me, looking out the sliding doors at the storm. She was wearing a t-shirt of mine, the sight of her ass cheeks peeking out below the hem sending a shiver down my spine.

“Hey, babe,” I said, nuzzling her ear as I wrapped my arms around her, my cock stirring to life as I felt her warmth against me.

“Hi, I love storms, and when I woke up, I decided to watch it, and here is the best view,” she answered, her voice barely audible.

Realizing that I was naked, Kelly rubbed her ass on my groin, causing me to hug her tighter to me as my prick pressed between her round cheeks.

“Feels like someone is trying to get up early,” she joked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

“You can always get me up, it seems,” I told her, my hand beginning to stroke her kitty as I led her out onto the deck, the rain pounding against us like heaven’s tears.

I sat her on a recliner chair, kneeling between her legs as I pushed her back all the way, the sensation of her warmth enveloping me like a shroud. I lifted her shirt, guiding my cockhead to her sweet pussy lips, and then in one thrust, I buried myself in Kelly.

She cried out, her hands grabbing my ass as it moved up and down rapidly, my hands resting on the chair arms as I gave her my all. Lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating our bodies in its brilliance as our entangled limbs writhed together.

A burst of heavy rain passed over us, drenching us even more if that was possible. I leaned down and kissed her, our lips meeting in a fierce kiss as nature played about us. When thunder boomed nearly on top of us, Kelly’s body jumped, and I felt her bite my shoulder.

At the same time, I felt her vaginal muscles tighten on me, her body pulling me all the way into her as the thunder rumbled in a growing crescendo. After a few more deep thrusts, I sank on top of Kelly, my overworked cock releasing into her wetness again.

“Wow, your heart is really beating fast,” she said, her voice barely audible, as I recovered on top of her, my body still throbbing with excitement.

After a few moments, I pushed my body up and pulled my cock from Kelly before standing, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she sat up and took my fluid-covered manhood in her mouth, sucking it clean.

It was so sensitive that my whole body shuddered from the sensation, and I helped her to her feet before bending so that I could lift her in my arms and carry her inside.

Once the door was locked, I carried her upstairs to the bathroom, where I sat her on the sink vanity, gently rubbing her dry with a big, fluffy towel before toweled myself off. Again, I lifted her in my arms, this time kissing her, and then carried her back to bed.

The next morning, I pulled into the supermarket parking lot at 6:40 A.M., twenty minutes early, so I parked in the back corner and killed the engine. She was wearing the same tights and skirt from the day before, but Kelly was wearing the plain white t-shirt of mine she wore during our storm encounter on the deck.

“Well, we’re nice and early,” I observed, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “Have to kill some time, but it’s better than being late.”

“If you want, you can just leave me here. I know you have to get to work,” Kelly answered, her voice barely above a whisper.

“No, I think I have a better plan,” I told her, my hand creeping to her waistband, my fingers burrowing under it on a quest for wet treasure.

Her eyes widened as I slid my fingers across her pubes, my middle finger finding her lips already damp and inviting. She bit her lip as I