Lusting for My Sister Jenna

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Well, the bulge just would not go away. When I got up for some beer, Jenna noticed it right away.

“I’m sorry, Brad, I’m not trying to be a smart ass but I can’t help seeing your problem. I hope you find a woman soon to help you out.”

I could see my sister was trying to make light of the situation since she could hardly ignore what was happening to me. When I came back with our beers, I sat a bit further away from her and we remained apart until the movie’s end. I turned off the TV, we kissed good night and went to our rooms. Jenna slept in the spare bedroom, as usual. I went to my own bedroom but sleep was long in coming and I finally had to masturbate to thoughts of my sister before I could sleep.

Jenna went back home after lunch on Sunday. Things seemed fine between us and she said she would be back the following Friday before supper. With a quick light kiss on my cheek, she was gone. I began missing that wonderful woman, my sister, right away. I could not believe the change in what I felt for Jenna. Only three days before, she had been… just my sister. I loved her very much but, other than that, nothing had been special about our relationship and I had never consciously entertained lascivious thoughts about her. What was happening to me?

On Tuesday night, around eleven, I called her. I just had to do so. She had been asleep but said it was all right. I asked if I could speak to her frankly and, after some hesitation, she said yes. I supposed she had guessed what I wanted to talk about because she asked me not to say anything that would embarrass her.

“Well, Jenna, I’ll just have to say what I have to, embarrassing or not, I can’t help myself. You must help me. You’re not a virgin, you know all about sex, and the need there is, how we feel. I know you’re my sister but it doesn’t seem to matter anymore, I’m going mad with need and I need your help, please. I want to come over, okay? I need you to give me a hand job. Just me, I promise I won’t touch you.”

I waited for my sister’s reply but I could not hear anything. Hadn’t she heard what I said?

“Please, Jenna, I need a woman’s touch right now, get me off just this once, and I’ll leave you alone. I know you don’t feel about me like I do you, that’s okay, it’s just me, the lack of sex. You’re beautiful and sexy and when I think you’re going without sex just like me, I feel a bit of touching wouldn’t be so bad. It’s crazy, I know, but please, Jenna, say yes… ”

There was only silence. She must have been on the line but I could not hear anything. Then…

“All right Brad, you can come. It’s okay… come on over. We’ll work something out.”

I could not believe that my sister had said yes. I dressed quickly and left as soon as I could, my body throbbing with need all the way to her place.

Jenna had been watching as she opened her front door as I walked up the drive. She wore a nightdress and her hair was a bit mussed from sleep.

She poured two stiff drinks, we both downed them quickly and she made us two more right away.

There was no talk; we just stood in her den and sipped our second drinks. Things were awkward and I figured I had better keep quiet, in case she decided to change her mind. I had no idea of how Jenna felt.

Drinks finished, Jenna led the way to her bedroom. I followed, stripped to my boxers and went to her attached bathroom, telling her I would not be long. I showered quickly and put my boxers back on before coming out. Jenna asked me to wait and she went to the bathroom as well, leaving the door open. I saw her go to the sink and apply makeup, just as if she wanted to make herself beautiful before a date. She finished with lipstick then she combed her hair, leaving it down to her shoulders. What gave? My dick was getting harder and harder with expectancy as I watched my sister.

Once back in the bedroom, Jenna removed her nightdress. She wore a black bra and matching panties and had on a pair of nylon stockings held up by garter straps attached to a lace belt around her waist. Seeing her like this, I thought she figured doing me would be over faster if she looked sexy.

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