Comforting Jenny
Copyright© 2026 by Axad Artin
Chapter 2
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 2 - She got dumped by her asshole of a boyfriend and she turned to me for emotional support and comfort.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Fiction Incest Brother Sister Slow
Tuesday night when I got home, I could tell that Jenny was upset. I talked to Mom and Dad about my day and went up to my room. Jenny came into my room right away and sat down on the bed.
“Jared came to my work today. He waited in my line. When he gave his order, he kept changing things. When I gave him his order, he said very loudly that I had screwed it up and demanded a refund. My manager gave him a refund. I was so embarrassed. I felt terrible the rest of the shift. My manager must think I’m an idiot. I wouldn’t be surprised if she fired me.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa. First off, asshole customers that you can’t satisfy come in stores all the time. Having a tough time with one of them isn’t going to affect your manager’s opinion of you. The only reason she probably gave him the refund was to shut him up and to get him out of the store. I’ve done it many times before.”
“Okay.”
“Now what was a problem was that you let Jared get you down for the rest of your shift. That will hurt your manager’s opinion of you.”
“He upsets me. I can’t calm down right away.”
“You need to talk to your manager. She’s seen Jared around being an asshole to you. Tell her Jared is an abusive ex-boyfriend and come up with a plan so you don’t have to deal with him.”
Jenny was quiet for a moment, and then said, “Okay.”
“You’re on time to work, you show up every day, you’re there to work and not have fun with your co-workers. Not a lot of people your age are like that. Not a lot of people my age are like that. I’ve seen enough of them to know. Your manager values you. Don’t worry about it.”
After that, we talked for a while - how school went for each of us, how work was; the usual stuff. When Jenny went to her room to change into her nightshirt, I changed into my running shorts. She came back into my room and lay down on the bed. We talked for a little more as I gave her backstrokes. She got under the covers and I ran my fingers through her hair until she was asleep.
Thursday night when I got home, I could tell Jenny was happy about something. She gave me a big smile when I came in and went up to her room. I talked to Mom and Dad the minimum I could and went upstairs.
“What’s up?” I asked as I entered Jenny’s room.
“Well, I did talk to my manager on Wednesday like you suggested and we did come up with a plan. Tonight, Jared came in. I told my manager when I saw him. He waited in my line even though the other line was shorter. When I was taking the order for the customer before him, my manager opened a register and said to Jared, ‘Sir, I’ll take your order.’ Jared said, ‘I’ll wait for her.” I took my time filling my customer’s order. My manager said to Jared, ‘I’ll take your order now.” Jared said nastily, ‘I’ll wait for her.” My manager said, ‘Sir, if you don’t want to place an order, I suggest you leave.’ Jared said, “If that scrawny ass bitch doesn’t want to take my order, I’ll go somewhere else.’ and left.”
“Sweet!” I gave Jenny a high five.
“My manager said after he left, ‘Good riddance. We don’t need people looking to make trouble coming in here.’”
We talked for a while, and then I went to my room to change into running shorts. I met Jenny in the bathroom, and she came into my room when we were done there. I stroked her back as we talked a bit more. As we were winding down, she asked, “Do I still have a great ass?” while rolling back and forth.
I laughed. “Yes.”
“I think you better check.”
I laughed again. “Okay. If you want.”
I ran my hand over her ass for a few seconds while Jenny wiggled back and forth.
“Still a great ass.”
“Thanks.”
Jenny got under the covers, and I was soon running my fingers through her hair.
That was how things went for the next month. Every night, Jenny would come into my bedroom as I was going to bed. She’d lie down on the covers, and we would talk for a while as I stroked her back. When we were talked out, she’d wiggle her body, and I’d do a Great Ass check. She’d get under the covers, and I’d run my fingers through her hair until she fell asleep. Finally, I’d knock my triangle down and go to sleep facing her. During the day, if I did stuff around the house or I was doing something without Gina, Jenny would do it with me. She always went braless when it was only her and me, but wore a bra otherwise.
Jenny and I were a lot closer now. She was a lot of fun to be with. I had gotten used to her sleeping with me and now liked it. I did worry about Mom and Dad catching us. Even though it was harmless, it would be hard to explain. As for Jenny not wearing a bra around me, it was something I had also learned to accept. It was publicly acceptable for girls with tits as small as Jenny’s to not wear a bra in public. Hell, I saw girls with tits much bigger than hers braless at school every day. I had been the one who had convinced her she was sexy when she needed to be convinced she was sexy. The Great Ass checks and her going braless were harmless things we did to rebuild her self-esteem. It was easy to not take those things seriously as I had Gina.
Then Gina dumped me. On Thursday, I went over to her place after classes like I always did. When I knocked on the door, Gina opened the door a few inches instead of letting me in. She said, “I’m breaking up with you.”
“What?”
“I’m breaking up with you.” A chill ran down my spine. “Sunday, my roommate and I went to a party, and I saw an old boyfriend there. I had a good time talking with him. Last night, we went out, and I had a great time. I’m going to be going out with him from now on.” The door closed, and I heard her lock it.
That was it. I was dumped.
I wandered back to my car in shock. I hadn’t seen that coming at all. It hadn’t been great between Gina and me, and I had never thought for a moment that we’d get married or anything. I was planning on breaking up with her at the end of the summer when I went off to college. But I had thought we would stay together until then.
I drove back home. When Jenny came home from school, I told her the news. She was very sympathetic. She hugged me. I talked about Gina for a while. The worst thing about it was the timing. My life for the last nine months had been school, Gina, and work. Most of my other friendships had fallen by the wayside. I was going to be taking a class each summer session, but I’d still have more free time than I did now. I had planned to spend that free time with Gina, but not anymore.
I changed the subject. “You haven’t mentioned Jared in a while. Has he stopped harassing you?”
Jenny shrugged. “Somewhat. He’s stopped calling and texting me. I’ve got him and his friends blocked off on Facebook. I can’t really stop him from harassing me on Twitter. I have his main account blocked, but he can create a new one and tweet at me with it. And I don’t want to change my email so he can send me emails. I have them go directly into a special folder I only look at occasionally.”
“So he hasn’t moved on.”
“He has somewhat. He has a new girlfriend. He loves to tell me about her. She has big tits. He’s tweeted pictures of her chest and said something like ‘I’m so glad to be dating a real woman now.’ He’ll send out tweets like ‘Glad to have a girlfriend who’s not terrible in bed’ and ‘Glad to have a girlfriend who’s not frigid’.”
I said, “Don’t take it seriously. It’s the way abusers are.” I had done quite a bit of reading about abusive relationships by this time. I wished all abusers would rot in Hell. “He’s lying to hurt you and to make himself feel better. No one’s going to take him seriously. No one’s going to believe you’re terrible in bed or frigid. If you were really as awful as Jared claims, he would have dumped you before you dumped him.”
“I know. He’s annoying now, but at least he’s not saying threatening things anymore. And thank god he never attacked me. I was scared when I first broke up with him. I had read some articles about abusers who killed the woman who tried to end the relationship. That’s why I started sleeping with you - I was scared to sleep in my bed in case Jared somehow snuck into the house.”
I asked lightly, “So you can go back to sleeping in your bed?”
Jenny smiled. “I’m used to sleeping with you now. It really comforts me. I wouldn’t sleep as well in my bed.”
I smiled back at her. “I’m used to you sleeping with me now as well.”
We talked about other things for a while, and then Jenny said, “Do you want to know one thing about Jared that still scares me?”
“What?”
“From what I’ve read, women who have been in an abusive relationship are very likely to have another abusive relationship. A couple of guys have expressed interest in me, but I’m terrified of getting into another abusive relationship. They don’t seem like Jared, but I didn’t think Jared would be like Jared. I don’t trust my judgment when it comes to guys.”
“What are you going to do? You can’t not date guys for the rest of your life.”
“I don’t know. Go slow. Now that you and Gina are no more, I’ll hang with you for the summer if you don’t mind.”
I shrugged. “I don’t mind.”
“Then I’ll worry about it once you go off to college.”
After talking to Jenny, I drove to work. I was glum the whole shift. When something interesting happened at work, I’d think “I’ll have to tell Gina ... Oh yeah.” When I got home, I told Mom and Dad that Gina had dumped me. They said the usual platitudes. I went up to my room and played games on my computer until it was bedtime.
When Jenny joined me in bed, I didn’t feel like talking so we were quiet as I stroked her back. She finally gave me her wiggle, I did a Great Ass check and she got under the covers. I ran my fingers through her hair as usual. Once she fell asleep, I knocked down my triangle, put a pillow under my head, and held one in my arms as usual. As I lay there going to sleep, sadness swept over me. I wouldn’t be going to Gina’s tomorrow. Or any other day. Her dumping me created a huge void in my life. I felt stupid holding a pillow instead of Gina.
I set the pillow in my arms behind me. I said softly, “Jenny.”
“Yes.”
“I want to hold someone. Could you scooch over this way a little bit?”
“Sure.”
She moved over until she was resting her head on a pillow in the crook of my right elbow. She was lying on her stomach and facing away from me. I put my left hand on the small of her back. I lay there for a little bit and then had second thoughts. It was one thing to share a bed with my sister while we were clothed. It was another thing to actually sleep with her. I removed my hand and said, “You can move back.”
Jenny said, “No.” She reached out and grabbed my hand while continuing to lie on her stomach and face away from me. “Keep your hand where it was.”
“Jenny ... We shouldn’t.”
“It’s late and we need to go to sleep. You comforted me when I needed it. It’s time for me to comfort you when you need it. It’s important to me that I do so. So put your hand back where it was.”
“All right.” I didn’t feel like arguing with her. She sounded determined that we sleep this way.
I put my hand once again on the small of her back. Jenny wiggled a little bit to get it exactly where she wanted it. It was comforting to feel her so close to me. To be touching someone I knew cared for me. I soon fell asleep.
When we woke up the next morning, Jenny said to me after she did her usual stretch, “I liked sleeping like that.”
I still felt torn about it. I had enjoyed it but felt it wasn’t right. I wanted to talk to Jenny about why it was so important to her that she comfort me, but we had to get downstairs for breakfast before Mom and Dad decided to find out what was taking us so long.
Last day of classes. I thought at one point about trying to get the phone number of a few people I had chatted with occasionally during the semester but decided to give it up. I’d spend the summer working and hanging with Jenny.
I didn’t go to Gina’s work after closing up. I went home feeling deflated. Mom, Dad, Jenny, and I watched a movie. It had been a while since we had done that. When it was over, Jenny and I headed up the stairs. When Jenny came into my bedroom, she stopped before getting on the bed and said, “Let me be in charge tonight, okay?”
I was surprised, but said, “Okay.”
“Do you think you can sleep on your other side?”
“I guess. I can try.”
“Great. I want to be on your left side tonight.”
I moved to the other side of the bed to give Jenny room. She lay down on the covers as always. I asked, “So why the change?”
“I’ll tell you later. For now, I just want backstrokes.”
“Okay.”
I was curious but decided to go along. Was this a good sign or a bad sign? Was Jenny unhappy with how we slept together so she was changing it up? Or was this a sign that she felt comfortable enough with our relationship to make a few changes?
Jenny was on my left side now, and I had to reach across my body to stroke her back. I wound up lying on my side with some pillows underneath me to comfortably reach her back. We didn’t say anything as I stroked her back. After five minutes, Jenny got up to get under the covers.
“No Great Ass check?” I asked.
“Not yet. Push down your pillows.”
I pushed most of my pillows off the bed. Jenny positioned one for me to put my head on. When I put my head on it, I stuck out my left arm. She put her pillow in the crook of my left arm and said, “Now it’s time for the Great Ass check.”
I reached down with my right hand and put it on Jenny’s ass. Normally, I felt it through her nightshirt, but she had her nightshirt pulled up, so I was feeling her ass through her panties. She pressed her ass into my hand and said, “You don’t know how much this means to me.” I moved my hand up and down as she wiggled her ass into it. “Jared spent a year destroying my self-esteem. It’ll take a long time coming back.”
“Still a great ass,” I said as I removed my hand.
“No. Don’t stop. Keep going. I wasn’t done yet.”
I was shocked by this. I had always kept the time I felt Jenny’s ass to a minimum. I knew as her brother, I shouldn’t be touching it at all. Now, she wanted me to touch it for who knows how long.
Jenny said, “It’s important to me. I’ll explain in a little bit. Please put it back and keep checking.”
“Okay. If you want.”
I slowly replaced my hand on her ass. She gave her ass a little wiggle to get me to move my hand. Soon I was running my hand over it. Her ass felt so smooth. I could feel it a lot better through only her panties.
Jenny said, “When I first broke up with Jared, I felt so ugly. Scrawny, flat-chested, and plain. You said I was pretty and had a nice ass. I didn’t believe you. You tried to use logic to convince me I was attractive, but Jared had convinced me I wasn’t.”
I continued moving my hand, giving her ass an occasional squeeze. It was firm and the right size for my hand to cup.
Jenny continued, “The next day, I went braless. And your eyes lit up when you realized I wasn’t wearing a bra. Was it because you thought my bare tits were sexy? Or was it that you were embarrassed to be seen with me without a bra on? I thought it was because you thought my bare tits were sexy, but I wasn’t sure.”
Jenny continued wiggling her ass into my hand, apparently wanting me to continue to grope her. I didn’t know what to think of what we were doing now, but I was enjoying it. My cock was hard in an uncomfortable position. I brought my hand up and straightened my cock. When I did, Jenny stopped talking. When I resumed rubbing my hand over her ass, she resumed talking.
“And then you did the Great Ass check. You acted like you were just being silly, but I could tell you liked feeling my ass. My own brother enjoyed feeling my ass. I thought ‘I really must have a great ass’. That was when I took your words seriously. That was when I started believing you liked seeing me braless even though my tits are small. I even began suspecting that I might be pretty.”
Jenny was pressing her ass into my hand and shaking it harder than ever. I was rock hard now. I was panting. Jenny had me very turned on.
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