Ready to Pop

The cleaning done Elsie combs her slender fingers through your wet hair and gives you peck on the forehead. Sitting tall on your lap you at last get a good look at her sizable rack shiny and soapy in the flickering candlelight. They were magnificent. Pure mammary perfection. Taking you by the shoulders she sits you up and hugs your head to her chest, forcing you to use her tits as a pair of soft pillows. And from there...she just holds you close.

You hear her heart beating in her chest. With her right arm she holds you tight as her left hand gently strokes your hair.

"Put your arms around me." She says and so you do. "You're such a good boy."

For a long quiet tender time your little sister holds you close, pets you, and showers you with loving care. Again, despite the fact she was clearly horny nothing is rushed or cut short. She wanted to hold you and hold you is what she did. It was impossible to feel scared or anxious or worried about all that was happening out in the crazy world here in the adoring embrace of your sister.

At last she lets out a contented sigh and kisses your head. "Thank you for that. Mmm. Okay Cutie, let's get you shaved." Twisting to her left she reaches into the water and pulls the plug. The surface rapidly begins to lower.

Now normally you might have put a halt to things here but after the treatment you had just received you were a soft mound of putty in Elsie's caring hands. You didn't want to interrupt El's pleasure in doing these things to you. And so...she shaves you. Not just your face either. Chest, arms, legs...everything below the neck feels the buzz of the electric and the steel of razor blades. Peg's main washroom had everything needed and more. Elsie's hands are steady and true. Her focus never wavers as she works with the attentive loving care that she seemed to have an endless supply of when it came to working on you. Not one nick or scrape or cut, even as she sheers your wrinkly scrotum and along the crack of your butt. When it was over she rinses you off well and applies a wonderful smelling moisturizer to every place that needed it.

Looking down over your perfectly smooth and slightly glossy body you realize that you really did look like a living doll. Quite similar to a Ken doll except with the correct anatomy. Your skin tingled and things felt weird, but the feeling was also undeniably sexy. You somehow felt more nude than nude.

After she dries and brushes your hair she helps you out of the tub and dries your back and butt and legs. You could feel the heat coming off of her as she stands right in behind you. Her lust for you is palpable. Placing her hands on your hips you feel her shaft press lightly along the crack of your ass...before she lets go with a gasping breath. After taking a moment to compose herself she comes back around to the front and looks over her handiwork with obvious pride as you look over her naked body with open awe. Dear GOD she was gorgeous. Her body every bit as flawless as her pixie perfect face. Everything soft and round and feminine with one huge 10+ inch exception.

Noticing where your eyes hover she giggles and gives her dick a quick stroke. "Sorry. You make me so hard. I can't help it." She gives your sore stubby nub a playful downward flick. "I wish so much I had a cute one like yours. I love it...so much. It is so pretty." She then runs her finger up your body, sending shivers back down again. "You are just so pretty."

Just then a light tapping comes to the door. "Elsie? Jesse? Are you both in there?"

"Yes Aunt Peg." Elsie replies. "We won't be much longer, sorry."

"No problem. I couldn't find anyone in the house, just wanted to make sure one of you hadn't broken quarantine." There is a pause. "What...are you doing? If you don't mind me asking."

El titters. "Not what you think."

There is good natured laughter from the other side of the door. "That's too bad. Anyway, I'll be downstairs if..."

"Wait." Elsie says as she walks swiftly for the door. Before you even had a chance to protest the door is unlocked and swung wide open. Like a deer in the headlights you stand stunned looking at the equally surprised face of your aunt. Elsie flicks on the overhead light. "I want to show you my doll."

Peg looks from you to El, noting her mammoth boner, then back to you again. "I didn't think Jesse was...with us."

Elsie sighs sadly. "He's not. But we had a race and made a wager and I won." She giggles and whispers to Peg. "I won three times actually. He came three times! Can you believe it? He's kinda shriveled up right now. He he he. Poor little thing's all worn down."

Peg rolls her eyes. "You kids and your silly races. Well...at least he's doing that now." She looks you up and down your smooth bare body plainly liking what she was seeing. "Damn you're a hot boy Jesse. Very nice. The shaved look suits you kiddo." You feel your cheeks blush at the praise.

"He can't talk." El explains. "He can't do anything unless I say so."

"That's right, you said that he's your...doll?"

"Mm hm!" Elsie nods. "He has to do everything I say for three whole days. He is my Cutie Doll."

"Lucky boy." Peggy laughs. "Well you guys certainly are adapting to quarantine well. I was worried you'd be all freaked out, but here you two are already having races and playing games."

El prances up next to you, her tits and dick bouncing and bobbing, and clings to your arm. "Isn't he pretty? Isn't he wonderful?"

Your aunt smiles warmly. "Yes, he is very handsome." She motions to Elsie's crotch. "I can see you're enjoying your new doll."

El looks down bashfully. "I can't help it. You know what he does to me."

Peg nods, understanding completely. "I know." She studies you. "Does he know?"

"He told me...that he loved me." El says quietly. Your beautiful baby sister looks up at you adoringly. "He said he loves me Peg."

Peg looks at the pair of you hard, a touch of worry in her face, before she shakes her head. "You be careful with him Elsie."

"I know." There is a pregnant pause as something unspoken passes between them. "I know." El says again.

Peg gives her a sympathetic look then nods to El's throbbing erection. "Hey, when you guys are done here come on down to the living room and I'll take care of that for you."

"Really?" El says excitedly.

"Mm hm. You know you only have to ask." Peg gives you a brief smoldering look. "That goes for you too Jesse. We Bailey's look after each other in good times and bad."

"Thank you Peggy!" Elsie bounces delightfully back across to give her aunt a kiss to the lips. "I love you."

"Love you too El." She pats El's cheek then turns and heads for the stairs. "There are robes in the closet."

"I know. Thank you." Elsie calls after her. Your sister looks up to you. "Too bad you're not in on the family fun. Peggy is the absolute best of the best." She gives your tight aching sack a teasing squeeze. "Not that you'd be up for it right now. He he he." You go to say something but she presses a finger to your lips. "Hey, no talking Cutie. I never said you could talk." Her eyes glimmer with mischief. "I don't want to have to punish you." She tugs on your arm. "Come on. If I don't get some relief soon I'm going to pop." With an impish giggle she pulls you along to the closet to get a bathrobe.