Lucy, almost effortlessly, lifted you up and set you down on her lap, cradling your head in her strong, slender arms.
"L... Lucy... Wha... what are you doing this... this time?" You asked.
"Giving you a little encouragement, Shrimpy." Lucy said.
She slipped one of her hands down the front of your tighty-whities and began to fondle your balls and rub the shaft of your now erect penis. She smiled and stifled a giggle. She began to rub your penis, one finger at a time, stroking all the way from the bottom of your shaft to the head.
"L... Lucy..." You gasped.
She patted your head.
"Shh... Relax, little Shrimpy, and let your big sister do all the work." She said.
She resumed doing things to your penis that you normally only did in the privacy of your room. You closed your eyes as she caressed you, gently running her hands all over your increasingly hardening little member. You closed your eyes and quickly became overwhelmed.
This wasn't the first time Lucy had jerked you off. Being your perverted and sort of creepy older sister, she had been doing things like this to you ever since she figured out you were old enough to cum a little more than a year ago. Ever since then she had been enjoying playing with your boy parts, whether you liked it or not. You were a bit freaked out by this at first, but you were gradually accepting it. You knew normal brothers and sisters didn't do this to each other, but your family was about as far from normal as could be. You bit your lips, straining from the sensations, the powerful waves of pleasure surging from your little throbbing cock all through your body.
"Are you enjoying this, Shrimpy?" Lucy whispered in your ear.
You only managed to let out a moan, a little bit happy and a little bit distressed. Lucy giggled.
"Yeah, you like this, don't you?" She said.
You were almost gasping for air now as Lucy began lightly pinching the head of your cock, circling around, making contact wit every inch of it. You could not take any more. You let out your seed all over her hand and the inside of your underwear. You panted now, unable to catch your breath. Lucy took out her hand and smeared your nasty business all over the outside of your tighty-whities.
"Teehee! Aw, he's all tired out now." Lucy said, noting how quickly you went flaccid.
"L... Lucy..." you managed to gasp.
She didn't say anything, and held you closer, her warm body almost overtaking you, your head and shoulders cradled in her arms now, your head resting below her round, sweaty breasts.
"Brandon, when you're in the big fight..." Lucy said, stroking your hair like you were her pet.
You looked into her warm, loving, dark colored eyes. It felt nice to hear her call by your name instead of "Shrimpy"
"...When you're in the big fight, I want you to think of this moment, right here, right now, this very special moment you're sharing with me." Lucy whispered.
"L... Lucy... I..." You stammered, still unable to catch your breath.
She put her finger on your lips.
"Listen. I don't normally go to your fights, but I will this time. I'll be cheering you on from the crowd. And remember... even if you lose, even if they cut off your balls, even if they all turn on you and everyone else in the world thinks you're a loser, a useless shell of a boy, I'll still love you. I'll love you more than any sister should. I'll love you more than anyone else in the world." Lucy said, barely holding back her tears.
She was losing control of her emotions just as quickly as you had lost control of your cock. Gently, she bent down and gave you a deep, loving, passionate kiss, the kind of kiss sisters and brothers and sisters weren't supposed to share.
You were almost completely drained of energy now. Between the wrestling and the panic and the weird sister sex, you were worn out beyond anything else. You kept your eyes closed, ready to fall asleep in Lucy's arms any minute. She sighed and stood up, carrying you like a baby back to your room and set you down in your bed. She peeled off your semen-stained underwear, and covered your nude body up with a bedsheet.
"Have some nice dreams, Shrim... No... Have a nice dream, Brandon." Lucy said.
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