It had been a little over 2 weeks since the time our mom watched me cum on Rachel's face. We were hanging out in my room on a Friday evening, sitting on my orange couch, relaxing and watching a movie. I was sitting on the middle cushion with Rachel on the right. The movie was Pirate of the Caribbean - we'd both seen it of course, but it's one of our favorites from when we were kids. Jack Sparrow was just about to start asking why the rum was gone when our mom quietly opened the door and came in.
I turned the volume down, but didn't pause the movie. It wouldn't matter much if we missed a few minutes, since we can both practically recite the whole movie from memory.
"Hey, guys. I was wondering, have y'all done your... thing, since a couple weeks ago?"
We knew what she was talking about. "Yeah," I replied truthfully. "We did it again last week. Haven't gotten around to it yet this week though, we were probably gonna do it before bed tonight."
"Well," Mom said, "do you think... I could watch again? It was just so interesting to see, I-"
Rachel cut her off, saying "Of course you can! We're your kids, it's your right to watch, right? Plus it's nothing you haven't seen before. What do you think, Davey?"
She hadn't called me Davey in years. It was nice to hear again, but I was a little disappointed to have to have our mom there with us. I wanted to have time alone with Rachel that night, time for us to be together without having to pretend that it's just some clinical skin treatment, and not what it really was. But how could I say that with our Mom right there? I had to agree.
"I guess I don't mind. I just hope I don't get performance anxiety with an audience," I looked up at my mom and she laughed. "Your sister can help you out with some... visual stimulation, like last time, right? I mean, if that happens. Or just if she wants. Or if you want. I don't know!" As she said this she strolled over and sat down on the left couch cushion. Now it was Mom on the left, me in the middle, and Rachel on the right.
I turned the volume back up. We watched the movie for a few minutes, and then Mom started talking. "This always was one of y'all's favorites. I still remember taking the two of you to see it in theaters." She looked over at me and said "You didn't stop talking like Jack Sparrow for weeks. You really wanted to be a pirate!"
"I remember that!" I replied. It was true, I was on a pirate kick for weeks after that movie.
"Ugh," Rachel began, "You kept chasing me around the house with your plastic pirate sword saying shit like 'Arrr, there be treasure in that booty!'"
We all laughed. I'd never thought about it, but my wording was off as a kid. Booty *is* treasure, you can't have treasure *in* booty, that doesn't make sense. Maybe it was the universe foreshadowing what was to come, because eventually I did find treasure in my sister's booty. That sounds weird. It's more like my sister's booty turned out to be a treasure. That sounds even weirder. Oh well.
We sat for a few more minutes. "So, when did you want to get started?" Mom asked. I felt a little awkward. "Well," I replied, "I usually get mostly ready and then text Rachel to come in when I finish. I haven't, like, just totally jacked it in front of her. I'm not sure she wants to see that."
"Oh, Davey," Mom said, my old nickname being used again, "she won't mind. I don't mind. Do you mind, Rachel?"
"No, I don't think so. We can just keep watching the movie while David, uh, gets ready." She lifted her shirt and turned towards me, our Mom glancing past me to get a better view of her daughter's breasts. "Does this help?" Rachel asked. I nodded. I could feel my penis getting hard, pressing up against the front of my boxers.
"Go ahead, David," our mom said, "take your penis out and start getting ready for your sister."
I obeyed my mother. I slipped my dick out of the hole in front of my boxers and started to stroke it while gazing at my sister's tits. Rachel took her shirt all the way off and relaxed back on the couch with nothing on but her thin cotton panties. Mom remained sort of sitting up, turned to the right and watching me. It felt a little odd to be fully masturbating in front of our mom - last time, I basically just finished up in front of her - but this time I would have to get myself all the way there from scratch, and with no help from Rachel. Damn it.
I kept staring at her as I masturbated, wishing I could touch her, kiss her, find my way inside of her. Her tits rested serenely on her upper torso as she sat relaxed on the couch next to me. I started to feel weird and before I knew it, my erection was partially gone. Mom, watching me closely, noticed right away.
"David, are you all right? Rachel, can you help your brother a little more maybe?"
Rachel sighed and got up. She knelt down a couple of feet in front of me and for a moment I thought she was going to try to suck my dick. She didn't. She relaxed a bit, sitting down on her feet, and leaned back to give me a better view of her tits. She put her left hand on the carpet behind her to hold herself up, and she used her right hand to play with her tits, bouncing them up and down and gently pinching her nipples. It didn't take long for me to become fully hard again. I kept going as I gazed at my sister's tits.
"Do you like your sister's breasts, David?" Mom asked.
"Mom, ugh," I replied, "they're nice, just don't remind me that they're my sister's. I love her tits and all but... she's still my sister."
"Oh, don't be such a prude," Mom chided me. "They're just breasts. So what if they're your sister's?" She looked down at my cock. "It seems like you really like them. A lot."
"I guess I do," I replied, defeated, still stroking my cock in front of my mom and my topless sister.
"Of course he does!" Rachel said, sitting up and using both hands to bounce her tits up and down. "I'm a fuckin' hottie, and not just my tits either."
"Oh, yeah?" Mom replied. "Is there something else you'd like to show your brother? I mean, if you think it'd help him finish faster?"
Oh boy.
Rachel gave me a sly grin and turned around, getting on her hands and knees and sticking her ass up in the air. She bounced her ass up and down, sending jiggling waves down her upper thighs. I started stroking faster, my dick hard as a rock but still not ready to release. My sister continued to twerk her big bubbly butt on the ground in front of me.
"Rachel, sweetie," our mom started, "Why don't you show your brother what's under your panties? David, would you like to see that?"
"I---I guess so," I grunted as I continued jerking off. I heard Rachel giggle from her place on the floor in front of me. She slowly pulled her panties down and took them mostly off, leaving them still hanging on to her right ankle. She started shaking her ass again - I could see her sweet little vagina and asshole each time her ass cheeks bounced apart. Our mom's eyes darted back and forth between my rigid cock and my sister's dancing ass. This went on for a few more minutes.
"David?" Our mom asked. "Do you think you're getting close to finishing?"
"I'm getting there, it---it takes me some time, that's why I usually just call Rachel in when I'm nearly ready."
"Okay," Mom replied, "well, I have an idea. Here, give me your hand." I took my right hand away from my dick, and reached over to my mom. Rachel looked back at us, still slowly shaking her ass. Mom took my hand palm up and spit in it, a large amount of thick, slimy spit. "There!" she exclaimed. "Now try with that."
I put my hand back on my penis, and started to rub my mom's spit into it as I masturbated. Rachel saw this and started to rub her clit. Our Mom's warm spit felt wonderful on my cock.
"That's good, Rach," Mom said to her. "Do you like seeing your sister rub her vagina, David? Does that help?"
"Yeah, I think so," I replied. It definitely did. I began to pick up the pace.
"Okay, that's good," Mom said back. "You know, Rachel, I read something interesting last night."
Rachel looked back at our mom, still rubbing her clit but at a slower pace. "Yeah?" she asked. "What's that?"
"Well," Mom said, "I read that actually swallowing semen can be really good for you too. I mean not just good for your skin but good for you in general too. Is that something you two have done before?"
"Uhhhh... No, we haven't," Rachel lied, still rubbing herself, but even slower now. "I don't know if I'd want David's semen in my mouth. Where did you read that, anyway?"
"Oh, just some women's magazine," Mom said back to her. "Do you want to try? I think you two should try it. David, do you want to finish in your sister's mouth?"
I was getting closer. I kept going as I replied, "I could if you think it'd help her. And if she's all right with it. It might be kinda hard for me to aim just for her mouth, but I can try."
"That's okay, your sister can just open real wide when it's time. Rachel, what do you say? You wanna try it?"