Helping Hands

"Fuck...I'm sorry, I can't thrust well."

I understood immediately. She couldn't lean forward and ride me how she wanted to since it would put pressure on her hands. I didn't mind, since I had another idea.

"I want to take you from behind."

Her groan of excitement unchained a primal part of me as she flipped over, presenting her ass to me on the edge of the bed.

I growled animalistically as I saw that glistening bubble butt. "Fuck..." was all I could express of how I felt seeing it. I thrust into her without hesitation, causing her to moan into the bed. I grabbed her sides forcefully as I pulled her onto my cock, encouraged by her gasp as I impaled her. I smacked her gorgeous ass before I began thrusting, surrendering to my primal instincts, "You're mine, Zoe."

She whimpered cutely before moaning her reply "Yes, Jace...Please! Give it to me!"

My hips bucked with reckless abandon as I watched the ass I had fantasized about days ago get ravished my cock. Her pussy began clamping down on my cock as she screamed into the bed. My orgasm built quickly at this pace, and I began thrusting as hard as I could, craving my release.

"Jace!"

"Cum with me!"

She heeded my command, shaking and trembling as I bottomed out in her dripping wet pussy. My cock throbbed and pulsed as each shot of cum filled her. I held her tightly to me, refusing to let her off my dick as she spasmed on my unloading cock. I became enraptured by her moans and shakes as her orgasm cascaded through her. I loved the way her thighs shook uncontrollably as each bolt of pleasure fired through her. I kept my cock burying deep in her until I was completely drained, and she had stopped trembling.

As I pulled out, I bent down to bite that luscious ass, earning a little moan of approval. She rolled to her side as I flopped on the bed, resting her head on my chest. I kissed the top of her head as she draped her arms on my stomach. The material of the cast wasn't really comfortable, but not enough to complain. Besides, more importantly, she was comfortable.

We lay there for a while, just enjoying each other's presence and grateful for the air conditioning on our sweating bodies. When she got up to adjust herself, she began wincing and laughing.

"Ow...fuck...God, I want to continue but I'm so sore!"

We both burst out laughing from that, and I knew that I was going to be sore as well.

When I got up, I saw the sizable wet spot she had made when I was fucking her from behind. I grinned at her before heading to the kitchen to grab more water for us. When I handed it to her, she gulped it down.

"I've never seen anyone cum like that." I told her after quenching my own thirst.

"It doesn't always happen, only when I'm really turned on or it feels really good...I thought something was wrong with me the first time it happened." She looked up at me, waiting to see if I would comment.

"Well sucks to be you...because I think I'm addicted to seeing it now."

She grinned and chuckled, wincing slightly as she laughed, "Fuck...it hurts to laugh!" This of course, only made us laugh harder.

I threw her sheets and the towels in the laundry before we hopped in for a quick shower, knowing full well of course that there is no such thing as "quick" when it involves prepping your sister's arms for deep sea exploration. Still, our spirits were unshakable as we showered.

"God, Jace..." She sighed happily into me as water trickled down her back. "...You don't know how long I've fantasized about hearing you say that."

"Hmm?"

"I lost it when you told me I was yours as you fucked me from behind...you have no idea how often I've fantasized about that exact thing."

I leaned in, grabbing her behind the neck to kiss her, "You are mine; I'm not going to share you with anyone else."

She giggled joyfully, "I always was. Are you mine?"

I huffed a laugh, "As if anyone else could compare to you? Of course, I am."

She sighed contently as she leaned into me.

When we finished and dried off, she gave me a naughty little look as I began to dress her. It didn't take me long to realize she had omitted her panties all together. As I realized this, she stated matter-of-factly, "So I'm always ready for you."

If my dick wasn't so sore, and our stomachs weren't empty, I would've had her right then and there.

Too tired to cook, we decided to order some food. She craved a burger and a milkshake, so we ordered from our favorite spot. Not wanting to put on a bra, we decided to have them deliver it. It was adorable how she didn't even complain when I fed her. Her smile was infectious, and I experienced contentment unlike any I had ever known. After watching movies and such, we slept in her bed since freshly washed sheets are super comfortable.

***

I hadn't slept that good in years, and judging by her chipper mood in the morning, I'm guessing she slept just as well. We made breakfast as usual, but this time she was able eat her breakfast burrito with only minimal help. Her fingers still hurt to move them in certain ways, but she was overjoyed at the obvious sign of progress.

After we finished eating, she snuggled up to me on the couch.

She looked at her casts for a bit before she said, "God there were so many stupid things in the way."

I looked at her quizzically as I played with her hair.

"Not only could I not fucking grab the damn dildo I ordered, or massage my clit without these damn things getting in the way...and it wasn't just the mess I make on the sheets I was worried about."

"Oh?"

"Remember how the cloth part isn't supposed to get wet?" I nodded, this being the reasons for the waterproof bags.

"Well I realized that even if I could get off...if I got this fucking cloth wet while cumming, I would smell like fucking pussy for weeks until they changed it."

I tried and failed to stifle my laughter.

"Yeah yeah..." She rolled her eyes before continuing "At least there is one good thing about these damn things...probably the only good thing." She turned toward me, smiling softly, "I finally have you, all to myself."

I kissed her as I pulled her into me. "Yeah...who would've thought?"

"Hey Jace...Are you going to love me even when these casts come off?" The trepidation on her face was heartbreaking, as if she were anticipating the worst.

"When those casts come off, we are going to celebrate and spend the entire day doing whatever you want." I added a husky growl to emphasize the whatever part, which caused her to quiver slightly.

"Well that settles what we are going to do next!" She exclaimed, hopping off the couch, "Let's go. That did unfair things to me and you're gonna deal with it!" She was already moving toward her room.

I replied with a mockingly servile tone. "But of course my lady," as I performed a butler-inspired bow.

"Get your sexy ass over here," was her only reply.

***

The weekend that followed was one of the happiest memories of my life. Nothing I had ever experienced could compare to it. We fucked so many times, in so many different ways, that I was fairly sure our lips and naughty bits were going to fall off entirely. We made a tentative plan for what were going to do in the future when her casts came off and decided that she would probably move in with me.

I jokingly asked her, "What are we going to do when the neighbors hear us, a brother and sister, fucking each other's brains out?"

"I'll tell them 'Sorry, I don't care how horny you are, you can't join us. He's mine!'" She wrapped her arms around me and stuck her tongue out at the hypothetical neighbor.

God, I loved this woman, my perfect match.

Chapter 6: Time

In the next few days that followed, Zoe's cast got changed out, but they weren't able to do anything to give her more dexterity. She was upset but confessed that she didn't really think they would be able to.

When our mother returned on Wednesday, it was surprisingly challenging to adjust to her being there in the evenings again. We had become so comfortable with each other that we constantly forgot we couldn't simply walk around half-naked whenever we wanted to. That isn't how normal brother and sister behave, and we nearly got caught by our mother a few times.

That week, Zoe's hands stopped hurting enough that she could eat and shower without much help, not that it changed much. She still insisted on showering together, claiming that she needed me there "in case she fell".

When her period came, she said she would be willing to try anal sex instead, causing me to laugh at her. Period sex wasn't really a big deal to me, and I didn't understand guys who complained about it. She was a little self-conscious about it at first, opting to utilize our showers together instead during this time. She also confided in me that she used to be on the pill, but couldn't remember to take it consistently, so she got a copper IUD instead.

As the weeks passed, she was able to do more and more on her own, still hindered by her casts of course, but we took this as a good sign for her recovery.

We both lamented at the fact that our classes would be starting up in another month or so. Zoe hoped she wouldn't still be in her casts by then.

Chapter 7: Yours

After about 9 weeks total, the doctors were finally able to get her casts off. She was ecstatic, waving her newly freed arms around wildly when they cut them off. Much to the dismay for the nurses who were clearly worried she'd injure them again.

True to my word, we spend the day celebrating, doing whatever she wanted. She and I went biking through a trail, and we stopped to eat a picnic lunch out in nature.

We cuddled in the summer breeze, overlooking the city from the mountain trial as we digested. Her happiness was contagious, and I couldn't stop myself from smiling all the time around her. Before we headed back down the trail, she pulled me into a secluded clearing of trees before pulling me in for a deep kiss. She groaned into me as her hands invaded my shorts and grasped my cock.

"I had to wait waaaaay too fucking long to do this!" The excitement in her face was electrifying and zapped any sensibility within me. I let out a growl as she unbuttoned my shorts and slid them down.

"You know what, Jace? Now that my hands are free, I can ravish you whenever I want."

The promise in her words sent a shiver down my spine. She didn't wait for a reply before she squatted down and took me into her mouth. One hand wrapped around my base, while the other found its way into her shorts.

"Better now that you can touch yourself?" I asked teasingly.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head in emphasis before she pulled off to say, "Even better when I can suck you off as I do it."

Her technique was incredible, and the way her lips and hands moved in tandem was so much more intense than just her mouth. I knew I could just let her suck me off till I came in that sweet mouth of hers, but I had been spoiled by a different set of my sister's lips. I pulled her gently upward by her hair, kissing her as I dropped her shorts down to her tennis shoes.

She moaned softly, "I was just going to get you off..."

"You know me better than that, why cum alone when I can have you cum with me?"

She groaned with delight as I nibbled her ear and began working my fingers against her clit. I loved how wet she already was for me. She lifted up her shirt to give me a view of those lovely tits before she pulled away from me. There was a convenient grassy patch right behind me, and she pushed me down so she could straddle me.

She willed her voice into one of fake cuteness and innocence, "You took such good care of your baby sister." I watched as she positioned her wet lips over the head of my erection, her eyes alight with that mischievous twinkle. She whispered, "Now I get to take care of you," before burying herself to the hilt. We groaned at the sudden contact, the fear of being seen added to the wicked sensations.

I shot her a cocky grin, "You said you'd show me what you can do when your hands were free." I simply finished with a challenging look.

Her grin was beautiful and terrible as she trailed her hands under my shirt and across my torso as she slowly ground into me. "Fuck my brother is so hot..." A moment later she placed her palms on the ground as she leaned forward, "Let's see if I still remember how to do this."

Immense pleasure flooded through me as she began grinding her hips, twerking on my cock, and the new sensation drew a long groan out of me. "Holy shit...you're so good at that!"

Pride flooded her cute face as she rode me, "I'm gonna spoil you rotten, Jace...starting now."

I groaned as she rode faster, leaning forward to take one of her puffy nipples into my mouth.

She whimpered as I bit her nipple, and I felt her start to tremble as she did. I used my other hand to smack her on the ass as she rode into me.

Her rhythm was addicting, and I knew I wouldn't be able to withstand this kind of intensity for much longer. She seemed even closer than I was, and an evil thought crossed my mind.

"You aren't allowed to cum until I do."

Her eyes widened as she whimpered adorably, "Ja..Jace..." I could tell how hard she was trying, bucking her hips frantically as she squeezed her eyes shut.

"Jace, I can't...."

"I'm so close baby..."

She looked into my eyes as moans fluttered from her lips. God, she was adorable....and I was going to fill her with my cum. I reached my hands up to wrap them around her throat, and her eyes widened as her walls clamped even harder on my cock, triggering my orgasm.

"Shit, Zoe, I'm..."

"I can't!"

Her hips bucked wildly as her juices shot all the way up to my chest. My own juices shot upwards into the deepest reaches of my sister's pussy as we twitched and spasmed against each other. We groaned with reckless abandon, unable to care who may have heard us. Wave after wave of pleasure shot though our forbidden exhibitionistic union as I drained myself into her. When I finished, I grabbed her and pulled her as deeply as I could onto my cock, losing myself in her beautiful trembling body as the quakes of her orgasm finished rippling through her.

We lay there for a bit, our chests heaving as the summer breeze caressed us. We probably looked silly with our shorts around our ankles, but we didn't care. I looked into the eyes of the woman I loved, and found the same dumb reckless love reflected in hers.

She was mine. I was hers. We both knew we'd do whatever was necessary to keep things that way. Even if it meant, as she so animatedly stated once, "Living on a fucking island with nothing by coconuts and crabs."

She climbed off of me so we could fix our clothing, but the hunger in her gaze didn't go away as we did. After grabbing some water, she turned to me with a fake pout, "That was so mean..."

"But it was hot though...and the way you came was amazing."

Pride and lust shone on her flushed cheeks, "Yeah it was...you should grab my neck more often..."

"Oh yeah?"

She bit my neck before adding, "I like being reminded that I'm yours."

I was tempted to throw her down and remind her of that right now. Instead we hopped on our bikes and zoomed down the trail. The trail was mostly downhill from there, so it was a relatively easy ride compared to the trip up. When we got to the car and loaded up our bikes, we both asked the same thing at the same time:

"My place?"

"Your place?"

We both laughed at that. There were times when we thought we would get tired of how similar we were, instead we found it refreshing that we so deeply understood each other. There were no mind games between us, and our communication would only continue to improve. To be fair though, we had one hell of a head start on most couples when it came to learning about each other.

We didn't even bother unloaded the bikes when we got to my apartment. After unlocking the door, she stopped to use the bathroom and grab some water before she gave me a teasing look.

"Before I have my way with you...quick shower?"

I agreed, realizing we were both pretty grody from the exercise. I grinned to myself as we headed into the shower, realizing that this would be the first time showering with her hands free.

Moments later the water was on and we were undressing. I freaked out for a second, looking for the bags out of habit, causing her to laugh at me.

My apartment's bathtub wasn't as big as the shower at home, but that wasn't going to stop us.

She spent a long time just running her hands up and down my back and chest, a vague look of contentment on her face. "It was such torture...seeing you all wet and sexy but not being able to touch you like this..."

She kissed her way down my chest, and when I reached for her scalp to massage her, she playfully smacked me off.

"You literally just took care of me for months! It's my turn..." she traced her fingers up to my shoulders, "...to take care of you."

I softly groaned as her fingers dug into the muscle of my shoulders as she massaged them. She turned me around and did the same down my spine before coming back up. She tried to massage my scalp, but it was a bit awkward because of the height difference.

"Damn it, my tall-ass handsome brother."

"Maybe your just tiny?"

"I've got something tiny and tight for you."

"Oh yeah?"

I thought about fucking her here, even in the tighter shower space, but I had a plan in mind. I wanted to make the first time we fucked in my apartment special.

We dried off before she grabbed my hand and began pulling me toward my bedroom. Once there, she flopped on the bed and turned toward me seductively, "Soon I'll be sleeping here."

I grinned at her, "Damn right you will..." I joined her on the bed so I could caress that lean body of hers, "...right next to me."

She ran her hands all over my face and chest, relishing in the use of her hands as she sighed, "Exactly where I want to be..." She traced her hands in slow circles over my heart "...Mine."

I kissed her slowly, tenderly. We slowed down to the point where we would could feel every movement, every heartbeat. We kissed our way up and down each other slowly, worshipping each other.

Our hands met as we looked into the grey-green eyes we both shared.

In unison, we muttered, "Yours."

I kissed my way down to her thighs, and looked up to say "Beautiful..."

She grinned at me as I positioned my face between her legs, "Yeah we are."

I parted her pink lips before I dragged my tongue along her slit agonizingly slowly. When I finally reached her clit, the anticipation intensified the sensation causing her to buck her hips. "Shit...that's so intense..."

Lick after agonizing lick, I relished each time I met her clit and saw the lightning bolts of pleasure that shot through her. Her hands ran through my short black hair as I continued to tease her.

I knew she was getting close when her breathing became heavier and her legs began trembling. She whined softly when I pulled away from her.

"Not yet..." I told her.

Hunger ignited in her eyes as I laid on the bed, drawing attention to my dick with a wave of the hand.

She climbed over me, throwing that lovely black hair into a ponytail. Her hands dragged along my skin before she took me into her mouth slowly, sensuously. The slow movements intensified everything that she did. Now able to properly brace herself, she took me all the way down her throat, deeper than she had ever been able to take me, and I felt my groan rumble through my core. Her tight throat muscles gripped my cock so tightly, the sensation so intense I couldn't speak. She pulled off to smirk at me, "That's what I can really do."

"Holy shit..." was all I managed to say as she took me to the hilt again. It felt so good I couldn't focus on anything other than her movements. A willing slave to the pleasure she bestowed upon me.