Helping Big Brother 3

True story (as told to me)….continued


Jimmy spent the day at school with his mind in a blr. Thinking about his baby sister and her eagerness to “help” him with his hornyness had him just sort of drifting through the day with his mind somewhere else.

One very good result was that he wasn’t quite so uptight when dealing with his girlfriend, Rita. His original problem had been due to the fact that both he and she, although a great match, had “reputations” as “good kids” that never engaged in …..(shudder) sex. Actually Jimmy was quite willing to not be so good (in private) but Rita, although great looking and fun, REALLY was a “good girl”. She wouldn’t even consider and form of sex….including touching Jimmy below the waist.

Now that he knew he could “get some relief” from his 13 year old sister when he got home from a date…….Jimmy wasn’t so stressed when he was with Rita and actually looked forward to their date this weekend.

After school he had football practice and so wasn’t able to get home until after 5 pm. He’d actually considered skipping practice to go home early and see if his sister, Cindy, was up for more “playtime”, but as captain of the team, he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.

He pulled into the driveway at home and wondered if there was a chance of a “quicky” before his mother, Carla, got home from work. That question was answered when his mom’s car pulled in behind him as he walked up to the house.

Jimmy started back down the drive to help with the groceries his mother was unloading from her car. For the first time he noticed how much his sister looked like their mom. Why he’d never seen it before was mystery. Maybe it was the fact that Cindy had only in the past year started to develop as a woman…..and the fact that his Mom was very young.

Carla had gotten pregnant while still in high school and at 33, was considerably younger than most of Jimmy’s friends mothers. She had always kept herself in great shape and could have almost passed for a high school student, or at the least a college girl.

Jimmy’s father had been killed in an industrial accident nearly 10 years ago, but fortunately he had good life insurance and a settlement with the company he had worked for had left the family with a paid-for home and a tidy “nest egg”….as well as two young kids to raise alone. Carla wanted more for her children than the monthly income from her set-aside money, and was detirmined that they not suffer due to the lack of a father, so she had always worked to supplement their income.

Her brother, Jimmy and Cindy’s Uncle Bob, had been there as long as Jimmy could remember as a substitute father figure. He lived in another town nearly 100 miles away, but came over at least once a month for a weekend visit. It wasn’t like having a full-time father, but it was Uncle Bob who had been there on camping trips, fishing trips and it was he that had first taught Jimmy the basics of football. When it came time for the traditional “father-son”, birds-and-the-bee’s talk…..Uncle Bob was there to help Jimmy get his facts straight. Jimmy loved his uncle, but he did wonder why his mother had never found another man for herself. Surely she’d had plenty of offers, the way she looked, but she’d always said that her job was to raise her kids. When that was finished maybe she’d find time to take care of herself.

As Jimmy approached, his mom leaned into the car for a bag of groceries, he short skirt riding up nearly to the swell of her tight bottom. Jimmy noted that just like his baby sister, Carla had longish legs for her 5’2″ height. She couldn’t have weighed more than 105 pounds and looked as slim and tight as any girl his own age. Her shoulder-length hair fell in waves and was light, just like Cindy’s…..although Carla’s hair was actually more like a really light brown as opposed to Cindy’s honey-blond locks, but Jimmy was sure his sister’s hair would darken as she got older and someday look just as his mother’s did now. She turned around and Jimmy noted that her breasts were not large, a generous B-cup or maybe a smallish C, but were perfectly formed and stood up hard and proud as any teenager’s even though she was not wearing a bra. He found himself looking at what appeared to be finger-sized nipples pressing against her sundress and wondered if she too had the “puffy” nipples that his baby sister did.

Carla looked at her son and said, “What’s wrong, Jimmy, you look like your mind’s in another world.”

jimmy quickly looked away from his mother’s breasts and thought to himself, “What the hell is wrong with me? That’s my mother damn-it. First my baby sister and now I’m thinking like that about mom…..I must be some kind of pervert.”

But still……he had to wonder.

The evening went pretty much as normal….with the exception that Jimmy couldn’t get his mind off what might be in store when the family finnaly retired for the night. His sister didn’t miss a chance to let him know that she was ready for bedtime as well. She took every opportunity to casually touch or rub against her older brother and show Jimmy just a glimpse of her tits or ass…..particularly when she changed for the night into her skimpy nightgown.

His mother also, totally unaware of the effect she was having on her son, kept Jimmy fired up when she too got dressed for bedtime in a thin nightgown. He just couldn’t help himself and sneaked looks at his sexy mother’s barely covered legs, ass and tits. He really tried to stop himself, but his mind just kept comparing her looks to his young sister’s body (which he only too well) and wondering what the older woman would look like if naked. he felt like a total freak, but just couldn’t stop looking….and imagining.

Soon the movie they were watching ended and it was time to go upstairs to bed. However, Jimmy had a not-so-small problem. Cindy had taken the opportunity, when their mother had left the room to get dressed for bed, to slide against her brother on the couch and pull a blanket across their laps. For the past hour, under the cover of the blanket, his young sister had been rubbing Jimmy’s crotch and sqeezing his hardened dick through his jeans. With his mother sitting only a few feet away, he’d been helpless to stop Cindy’s ations…..and wasn’t really sure he’d wanted to. However, now he was sporting a raging hard-on and a huge wet spot on his jeans that he knew he couldn’t hide if he stood up to go up stairs.

“Bedtime kids,” said Carla, “I’ve got to go to work and you’ve got school tomorrow.”

Jimmy thought fast and replied, “I won’t stay too late mom, but I really want to watch the sports to see how my teams did tonight.”

“OK, but you come to bed as soon as the news is over,” said Carla, “Lets go Cindy….to bed we go.”

As his sister and mother left the room and went upstairs, Jimmy held the blanket over himself and pretended to be interested in the news on TV.