It had been about 3 months since the first time my little sister edged me for an hour and a half.
By then, I'd lost track of how many times I'd finished on my sweet little sister. I'd finished inside her ass a few times, but she usually wanted it all over her body, or on her face.
Our mom's Yoga classes were over, and we hadn't had a chance to be alone for about 3 weeks because of that. Rachel's acne had started coming back a little bit - nothing crazy, but a few zits here and there, mostly on her cheeks and some on her forehead. I was in my room on a Wednesday night, around 9 o'clock, when I got a text from Rachel, whose room was right next to mine.
"hey," her text began. "i need my treatment. i've got some pimpleys :("
Fuck. I wanted to give it to her. I'd been dying to play with her for weeks. But we weren't alone in the house. Our mom was still up and about, just starting her bedtime routine. But the risk of getting caught was interesting to me; or maybe that's just because of how horny I was.
"yeah i know but we can't," I texted back to her. "Mom is still up. we gotta wait" I said.
"i can't wait," she said back to me. "i'm too tired to stay up late or get up later. can't you just like get it ready and then tell me when to come to your room? then you can just cum on my face real quick it'll take like 30 seconds."
Damn. I was hoping we'd get some actual time together later that night. But I didn't want to disappoint her, and I know she's self-conscious about her face. I figured she could pop in here, get what she needs, and be back in her room in under a minute. Our mom's room was on the other side of the house, so the risk was pretty small.
Even though she wouldn't be getting me there, the thought of Rachel's face covered in my cum was already starting to make me hard. I had made up my mind: I was going to do it for her. I took my dick out of the hole in front of my boxers, and started to get a load ready for my little sister.
"allright," I texted back to her. "i'll let you know when i'm ready. and you better be ready to get in here fast lol"
She replied with no text, just a picture of her topless with her breasts held up over one arm, and her other arm up in the air to take the photo. It was the first dirty photo she had showed me. I kept masturbating, picking up the pace and staring at my phone.
After a minute or so, she sent another picture: this one of her fully naked in front of her mirror. Her pussy looked like it hadn't been shaved during the 3 weeks that we hadn't been able to be alone together. That made me feel good; could it mean that she was exclusive with me? It hadn't ever come up, though I'd wanted to ask her. But that seemed too relationshippy to bring up with my little sister. I kept jerking off, even faster now after the second picture.
A few minutes passed. I was jerking off with my right hand, and flipping back and forth between the two pictures with my left. I was finally almost ready to cum. I hadn't heard anything from the other side of the house, where our mom was presumably still getting ready for bed.
"get over here," I struggled to type to her, but I managed to do it and sent the message. I had slowed down, and was keeping myself right on the edge until she was in here and ready for it. A few seconds later, the door opened and Rachel came in, fully clothed and grinning at me, and quietly shut the door behind her.
"You ready?" she asked me softly, smiling at me as she got down on her knees. I stood up, still jerking off slowly and ready to finish.
"Just about," I said back to her quietly. She tilted her face up so it was pointed somewhere between mey eyes and the ceiling. I stepped a little bit closer to her to make her an easier target. I was about to finish on my little sister's face when the door opened.
"Hey David," our mom started to say as she opened the door, "I was wondering if..."
Rachel and I were both frozen in place, our faces turned towards the opening door, my dick still aimed at my sister's face. From where our mom was standing, she saw her son standing to the left, his hard dick in his hand. As her eyes moved to the right, she saw her daughter, knelt down in front of him, her face level with her brother's cock.
"What are..." she started, and cleared her throat. "What the fuck is going on in here?" she finally managed to say.
"Mom," I said, stuffing my dick back into my boxers and trying not to cum, "It's not what you think, it's-"
"And what the FUCK else could it be then, David?" she interrupted. "Because from where I'm standing, it looks like you're about to... to... have an orgasm on your sister?"
"It was my idea, Mom. Listen..." Rachel said to our mom.
Mom folded her arms over her chest. "I'm listening," she said.
"Okay," Rachel began, relaxing her knees so that she was sitting on top of her heels. "It's about my face. The acne on my face. I was fucking tired of it, Mom. It's so fucking embarrassing! The medications we tried never worked, and I know they were expensive. There's a reason I haven't needed a refill lately, there's a reason I haven't been breaking out so much in the last few months."
A look of realization began to dawn on our mom's face, but she wasn't ready to accept it yet. "But... but honey, I thought you were just clearing up naturally, as you got older..."
"Let me finish," Rachel said, speaking quickly as she stood up to face our mom. "A friend of mine told me about a certain treatment she'd been doing that was working pretty good to clear up her acne. Her boyfriend was helping her with it. But I don't have a steady boyfriend. The only guy who's consistently in my life and available for me is... David." She glanced over at me, then looked back at our mom. "If I was going to do this with anyone, you should be happy that it's him!"
Mom's eyes darted from mine, back to Rachel's, back to mine. "So it... it isn't sexual?" she asked as her eyes moved back to Rachel. We both shook our heads violently. "And you're breaking out again now because you... the two of you haven't had the house to yourselves for a while. Right?" Rachel nodded. I stayed still. "And it's not sexual," Mom stated this time, rather than asked. We both shook our heads again.
"That's why David was jacking off, Mom," Rachel said. "I don't help him with it. That's disgusting, he's my fucking brother. I don't touch his dick or anything, he just... I just need his... ugh... semen. It's gross but it helps so much..."
Mom pushed her brown hair back away from her face and behind her ear and took a step into the room. "Okay," she said. "So it's not sexual. Okay. Go ahead and finish then."
"Mom!" I immediately burst out. "I don't want you seeing that! It's not sexual but I guess it's still kind of private, right?" I looked at my sister. Her eyes were wide and staring at our mom. She said nothing.
"Why not? I've seen your penis before. Probably more than your sister has. If it's not sexual then it shouldn't be weird for your mom to see it. Were you close to... you know, were you close when I walked in?"
"Yeah," I said in reply. My mom looked down at my boxers, my dick still half erect and its outline easily visible. I watched her face as she got a good look at me. "I was just about there." She kept staring. Rachel was looking at her. She kept her eyes on our mom as she knelt back down. Then she looked up at me.
"Just finish, David," she said to me in the most nonchalant way she could. "She's right, it's not sexual so it's really not weird for someone to see it. Specially someone who's already seen you naked anyway." My dick started to get harder. Without thinking I took it back out of the hole in my boxers and started stroking it. Mom's eyes went from my cock, over to Rachel, and back to my cock.
Normally, Rachel would hungrily gaze at my dick whenever we were fooling around. She would stare extra hard at it whenever I was getting ready to finish. But this time she tried to look bored, like she couldn't care less, looking around the room and occasionally glancing at my dick as I continued jacking off. I was mostly hard again, but it would take me some time to finish in this bizarre situation that we had found ourselves in.
"Rachel, sweetie?" Mom said to Rachel, her eyes breaking away from my dick and looking over at her daughter.
"Yeah, Mom?"
"What if you took your shirt off? Would it help your brother finish? Just looking at you isn't really sexual, do you two ever do that?" Mom asked.
"Uh, well, uh, no, we haven't," Rachel said back to her, and then looked up at me. "Would that help?" she asked, as she smacked her tits up and down with her palms from underneath. "I do got some pretty big boobayyys..."