Note: All characters are 18 or over. This is a work of fiction.
Chapter 5 - Kirk and Kelly alone again.
Kelly had returned to her bedroom after the punishment and from the muffled sounds of movement she could hear she surmised the Kirk had returned to his room as well. Despite the pain in her enflamed rear, she was almost painfully horny. She'd wanted desperately to touch her hard nipples during her punishment, and had jammed her fingers into her twat the second the door had been closed and had started to look for one of her 'special' objects when the pain in her butt re-announced itself. "First things first," she said to herself and grabbed a jar of her favorite cream.
Kelly had become an expert in creams and salves for spanked butts. She had creams for different levels of pain, differing degrees of redness, and now, she'd been honing her skills in the selection of products for pussy rash as well. "Maybe I should start my own website," she thought amusedly to herself, as she laid on her stomach on the bed.
She was just about to open the jar when there was a knock on the door.
"Kell? Are you OK? Can I come in?" asked Kirk, concern evident in his voice.
"Yea- Door's open," she said. She'd left it open on the off chance that Kirk might surprise her during another of her epic masturbation sessions. She'd be ready this time.
She had tossed a sheet over herself as he entered, but he could tell she was still naked, and his erection starting throbbing back to life as he saw the suggestive curves of her body softly outlined under the silky fabric.
He hadn't meant to be so hard on her, and had conflicting feelings about the whole thing, but his sister had really surprised him with the suggest that he spank her. He realized that even though it must have been awkward, embarrassing, and painful for her she must have gotten some sort of thrill from it. He certainly had. He thought back to seeing her spread out before him, her fleshy ass totally under his control. It had been insanely arousing, and his cock once again hardened in the presence of his adorable sister.
"Kelly- I'm really sorry, but what the hell were you thinking? I didn't want to do that." She smiled warmly at him "I know. And I'm sorry I got you involved but I panicked, and I know you didn't want Father to come home either. I didn't know what else to say. Anyway-it's history," she explained.
"That was fucking intense" Kirk began, "You know he told me if I went easy on you that I'd be punished too. That seemed pretty fucked up"
"Yea- well, we're such a normal family anyway" she added.
"Does it hurt?" he continued.
In response, she flipped the sheet off to reveal her cherry-red ass to her brother. Once again, he throbbed at the sight of her naked body.
"Here I was thinking you weren't paying attention all these years, and it turns out you're a goddamn pro!" Kirk looked horrified, but her little smile showed she wasn't mad.
"I should make YOU put this cream on! It's all your fault anyway. Well, except the part that are all my fault, that is," she joked.
Kirks hurt expression turned to a smile as he looked at her red, sore ass, then at the jar of lotion. He picked it up, opened it and scooped a big dollop of the thick, cool white cream from it and flicked it onto her ass with a satisfying plop. "There" he said, "All done."
"Nooo... you're going to have to rub it in now" she grinned, "Can't just leave it like that- it will get all over the sheets"
Kirk grinned delightedly. He had developed a real fondness for her sisters cute, bubbly ass and as much fun as spanking it had been, he was pretty sure that rubbing lotion onto it would be a whole lot better, so using both hands, he spread the cooling cream over the reddest parts, his fingers dipping dangerously into the dark, hidden space between her closed legs.
Kelly inhaled sharply at the mixed sensation of pain and pleasure that resulted; but the pleasure won out, and she folded her arms under her head exhaled with a relaxed sigh and opened her legs to her brothers' hands. "Don't miss anything," she cooed, closing her eyes.
Kirk took her advice to heart, rubbing plenty of cream onto the plump globes of her rear, eliciting delighted moans from very happy sister. His hands thoroughly massaged the cream along her legs, onto her cheeks, and well down into the crevice formed by her slightly parted legs. Soon, he had coated not only the puckered hole of her ass, but had managed to rub the cream deep into the folds of her pussy. She had groaned with delight, and lifted her rear to grant him better access as his fingers entered her from behind, sliding easily in and out; her nether regions as well lubricated with her own cream as with what Kirk was applying.
"Oh? Do you like that?" he asked, rubbing his hands up her spine and over her smooth back, massaging the lotion into her. He adjusted his erection as he expanded the range of his massage to her back and shoulders, getting receptive groans of delight in response.
"Mmmm- More, please." She whispered, arching up her rear, granting Kirk unfettered and welcome access. Kirk, emboldened by his own arousal, and spurred on to greater confidence by his willing sibling was starting to get more creative.
"Spread your legs and lift up a bit" he commanded experimentally and she did, revealing her pussy in all its glory, her lips opened and ready, the sight setting Kirk's heart racing.
He grabbed more cream and ran his left hand up between her legs and across her sex, dragging his finger across her clit on the return stroke. She shuddered with delight, pleased to comply to his requests.
"Fathers right, you know. You do need a shave" he said "doesn't all that stubble itch?"
"God Kirk-you have no idea. It's driving me crazy. I don't know how you do it; shaving is such a bitch. I've cut myself like a hundred times trying to shave down there, but it's just too hard to see."
Kirk did know. He'd been shaving since about 14, so had 4+ years of practice and a face was a lot easier to shave because you could see it in the mirror. He kept clean-shaven, but could probably have grown a pretty respectable beard in a month or two.