Marsha says, "Sure, Sarah, come in and tell us how your day went."
"No, I would rather not take away from your experience. Having had it yesterday, I know I shouldn't do that. Maybe I'll just watch for a few minutes and learn something."
Justin says, "You can watch if you like, as long as mom is comfortable with it." Marsha replied that she was, and Sarah took up a position opposite Justin as he uncovered Marsha's leg from hip to toes, ensuring her private parts were covered. He applies oil to his hands and spreads it firmly but gently over Marsha's leg. Then, starting at the ankle, he works towards her upper leg, gliding smoothly from ankle to hip. Several strokes like this on all sides of the leg.
Marsha thinks this looks therapeutic for both practitioner and client. "I'd like to try doing this too, Justin. Is it difficult?"
"No, it's not difficult, but you need to get in tune with your clients' body. Feel what they're feeling, like being empathic. Why don't you do the other leg and mirror me." Marsha thought that was a good idea and said to go for it.
Sarah uncovered Marsha's other leg and applied oil to her hands as Justin had done. She mirrored Justin's movements as he massaged one leg and she did the other. Marsha commented that she felt like it was in stereo and that it felt astonishing. Things got hushed now except for the relaxation music that had been playing in the background. Marsha was literally melting into the table. Her body was fully relaxed and the pair of hands were wonderful. As the pair of hands worked deeply around her thighs, she became aware of how close they were coming to her pussy. "I wonder if they can see anything under there" she thought. That thought, of the two of them looking at her pussy, did something to her. She was feeling aroused at the thought. They now had their fingertips merely a couple of inches away from her now moist pussy lips. She was sure that they could feel if not see her pubic hair that she hadn't trimmed in forever. She hoped like hell that they couldn't smell her arousal. How embarrassing that would be.
Justin too was now feeling how close they were to his mom's pussy, and wondered what was going through Sarah's mind, knowing that last night he was doing this to her. He remembered that she was obviously aroused at this point. The thought was actually going through her mind too and started her feeling aroused again. The fact that this was her mom didn't seem to phase her, as she too was aroused by both her mother's body and where her hands were. The thought of Justin's hands on her legs like this last night didn't help. She was getting wet, again. What in the world was wrong with her? Justin was also getting a boner because of these thoughts about his sister, and was he thinking about his mom too? He would rather not admit it, but he was thinking of his mom, but trying to focus on his sister. His mind was thinking she was the lesser of two evils.
At the end of the massage, both Justin and Sarah left Marsha to get herself up. Justin asked his mom to just leave everything, and he would come back and tidy up later, and left the room.
Marsha lay on the table a few moments before getting off and wrapping herself up in the bath sheet, which was still damp from her shower. She went back to her room and took another shower in her ensuite. There she lathered up and ran the water over her now fully aroused body. She ran her hands over her full breasts, her nipples rigid at her touch. She pinched her nipples and moaned under that water spray. Her left hand squeezed and pinched her left breast and nipple, while her right hand drifted down her flat belly and over her very bushy pussy and plunging into her wet folds. She slipped her fingers along her labia and dipped them into the wet opening of her pussy. First one, then two fingers plunging in and out of her pussy. Her thumb stretched up to firmly rub around her clit. The massage and the whole sexual release she was feeling had her orgasming in a puddle on the shower floor, sobbing. The stress of life and everything that comes with it suddenly released in a torrent of tears.
When it was over, she felt refreshed but ready to sleep. It was an odd feeling for sure. One that she didn't want to dwell on at the moment. Her mind was confused, and she was too tired now to deal.
Sarah, more confused than she was last night, but no less aroused, went to her bedroom and stripped off her clothes. She pulled her laptop out and started reading erotica to get herself off. She was aroused by the events of the past two nights and needed release. She searched for erotic stories of family sex, incest, brother/sister, mother/daughter sex. She knew that this wasn't normal, but hey, it's on the internet so it can't be that uncommon, right?
She found a story about a brother and sister committing incest. She noted that the siblings cared a great deal for each other, not just wanting to get off. They loved each other and felt no shame or guilt for their actions and behaviour. It was difficult keeping it secret but otherwise seemed quite normal, apart from she found that a lot of what was exciting about it was the Taboo nature of the behaviour.
She closed her eyes and thought about her brother, he was handsome in a nerdy way, maybe a little effeminate but still masculine. He was caring and nurturing for a man. Yes, only 19, but definitely a man. She remembers his touch, gentle, firm and very skilled. She wondered what other skills he may be hiding. She wondered what his cock looked like, and if he had thoughts of her in his masturbatory fantasies? Her hands wandered over her chest, teasing her erect nipples to full hardness. Her pussy was wet and in need of filling with something hard. She reached over to her bedside table and from the top drawer she retrieved her _fuck buddy_, a thick long dildo type vibrator. She required no lubricant due to the fact she was dripping wet already. Warming it in her mouth, imagining it was Justin's cock, and then slipping it fully into her wet pussy. She pumped it in and out a few times, then turned on the vibration. Imagining that Justin was mounting her, she rolled over and got on her knees and said, "Justin, fuck me doggie style, it's my favourite." She came hard on her buddy, gasping for breath and trying to be quiet so as not to alert her family to her orgasm.
Justin returns to the recreation room to clean up after the massage. He again bundles up the linens and carries them to the laundry room. Again, he notices a 2-3 inch wet spot on the bottom sheet. Was his mother also aroused by his massage? He is curious and sniffs the wet spot, confirming his mom's arousal. He stuffed the sheets in the washer and started the machine and headed to his room.
Once there, he locked his door and undressed. Laying on his bed, he masturbated to thoughts of his sister, naked on his table. In his thoughts, he wasn't being a professional, he was peaking under the sheet at his sister's ass and pussy. He had thoughts of massaging her ass and letting the oil run into her butt crack and having to run his fingers in her crack to spread the oil over her ass. His fingers drag slowly over her crinkled star, causing Sarah to squirm and moan. He massages her ass and legs and as he does so, Sarah parts them for easy access to her pussy. He touches her labia with his fingers and lightly strokes them up and down. His fingers part her lips, and he feels how wet she's getting. He slides his fingers through her wetness and circles her clit lightly. This elicits a moan from Sarah, whose body has begun to gyrate on her bed, trying to get his fingers inside her wet, hungry pussy. He satisfies her with two, then three fingers in her wet pussy, and she comes on his hand.
Justin is also coming on his hand and is surprised at how strong his ejaculation was. He shot two spurts up to his neck and a couple more over his stomach. Justin pulls some tissues out of the box and cleans himself off and goes to sleep. His last thoughts are of what will tomorrow hold?
