Rubbed the Right Way

Everyone in this story is over the age of 18

It's the weekend, Saturday there are no classes for Justin, and it's Sarah's weekend off. Marsha has an open house on a listing from 11:00 until 3:00 this afternoon. Marsha is in the kitchen in her robe and slippers, making a pot of coffee for everyone. Justin smells the coffee and gets out of bed. He loves coffee and is in need of a fix.

Sarah is in the shower again, this time to get more awake before joining the family for breakfast.

Sarah walks into the kitchen and is handed a mug of java and sits down at the table with her brother and mom. Each one of them silently thinking. Marsha speaks first to break the awkward silence. None know what the other is thinking, but there is something in the air. "I have an open house today, so I'll be out until it's over. I should be back home by about 5:00 if not earlier."

Sarah says, "I'm off the weekend, so I was hoping that Justin required more practice. I'm free whenever."

"Great, I have nothing planned yet, so we can get you on the table anytime," replied Justin.

"I wouldn't mind another one if you have any time or energy left when I get home," says mom.

"I'm sure I will, mom, you know I can't make a living if I can only do one massage a day. I have to be able to get through at least 3 or 4 a day. Like two before lunch and two after lunch." Sarah thinks to herself, "You can have me for lunch." Then she admonishes herself for her immoral thoughts.

Marsha finishes her coffee and some toast with peanut butter, "I'm off to get showered and dressed, and then I must leave for my open house. Wish me luck." The siblings in unison, "Good luck mom!"

Sarah and Justin are left to finish breakfast in awkward silence. Sarah is very curious about Justin and whether he gets aroused doing massage on women. She finds the courage and asks, "Justin, how can you keep from becoming aroused doing massage on naked women? I don't know that I could maintain my composure."

Justin is stunned by this question and pauses before answering. "I try to detach from being male, my mind is focused on what I'm doing, not so much on the clients' gender. I look at the body as a working machine that needs some TLC." Although, I have to admit, sometimes it does pose a challenge.

"What do you mean by Challenge?" asks Sarah.

"What I mean is, sometimes I might lose focus and see the woman as a woman. This might cause me to become preoccupied with her body and not the massage. I feel bad if this happens and then refocus."

"Does this often happen?" asks Sarah.

"It's only happened twice so far," replies Justin, not wanting to tell Sarah that she was the first, and his mother the second, thinks Justin with a little shame. After the pair clean up after breakfast, Sarah asks Justin if he is ready to give her another massage. He says, "Anytime you're ready, Sarah, go take a shower and after lunch I'll set up the massage table for you."

Justin has the table setup, lights dimmed and music playing. Sarah walks in wearing her bathrobe. "I'm ready," says Sarah.

"Good, you can get on the table when you're ready, Sarah. I'll just step out while you do."

Sarah drops her robe on the chair after Justin steps out and climbs on the massage table. "Ready, Justin."

Justin returns to the room and lowers the sheet on Sarah's back down to her hips. He applies the oil gently and evenly. Then starts to massage Sarah's back.

Sarah, having had a massage only two days ago, relaxes faster than the first time. She knows what to expect, and that means she's already wet. Justin works all over her back and shoulder, her neck and now down to her bum and hips. Sarah is letting herself go completely. She's not even concerned about being aroused now. She's just going to enjoy it as much as possible. Why not, it's not hurting anyone.

Justin, being somewhat experienced, notices that Sarah has let go, all her muscles are much more supple than they were the first time. He feels that he is doing a good job and works diligently on Sarah's legs.

Sarah is enjoying the leg massage. It gives her the opportunity to fantasize that Justin is looking at her pussy under the sheet. She wonders if he's hard and how big a boner he has. She's just getting herself increasingly worked up, Finally she lets it all hang out and asks Justin in a hushed voice, "Justin, can you see my pussy?"

Justin freezes in mid-stroke. Sarah waits patiently for his reply, hoping he's not going to run out of the room screaming. "Umm... no, I can't see anything Sarah, I have you well draped."

Sarah says, "Oh, would you like to see it?" as she spreads her legs, giving Justin a better viewing opportunity.

"Sarah, what are you doing?" Justin can see Sarah's pussy for the first time. It's wet and glistening in the dim lighting. He gets an instant boner and surreptitiously tries to adjust himself.

"I'm sorry, Justin, I know it's wrong of me, but this makes me fucking horny. Aren't you getting horny with your hands all over my naked body?"

"Ummm... Yes, I am," admits Justin sheepishly, "but we can't do anything about it, you're my sister."

"Justin, I've been doing some research and I feel it's okay as long as we keep it to ourselves. Nobody needs to know. Can you please give me a 'happy ending'?"

"What is a 'happy ending' Sarah?"

"Make me come, little bro. Use those magic hands on my pussy."

Justin thinks about this for a beat, and his boner has the winning vote. He gently strokes her bum with his two hands, squeezing and dipping into her butt crack. He slides his fingers past her crinkly star and into the wetness between her labia. Sarah moans loudly and pushes her bum up in the air, trying to get his fingers to penetrate her pussy. He obliges her with three fingers deep into her pussy, and her breath leaves her in a whoosh and a moan. He switches out his fingers with his thumb and cups her clit with his four fingers and rubs them directly on her clit. Sarah comes hard on his invading thumb, her body tightens up, and she groans, "Yesss, oh, ahhhh... gahhhh, cummingggg!"

About the time Justin was rubbing Sarah's bum and butt crack, Marsha had arrived early and was standing in the doorway, watching Justin fondle his sisters' ass. She froze in place as she realized what was transpiring before her very eyes. She stood there watching, as Justin pushed his fingers into his sisters' pussy, and then made her cum. She was a mix of shock, confusion and lust, in that order. She stepped back so she couldn't be seen. Her mind was racing. Should she walk in and demand that they stop what they're doing? Should she leave and come back later when they're finished? The sounds of lust and arousal filled the air. She slowly peaked around the door frame and saw Justin with his hand in Sarah's pussy and a large lump in his pants. Sarah's ass was raised off the massage table, and she was pushing back onto Justin's hand. Marsha's pussy was now leaking into her panties, and her nipples were stiff as pencil erasers. "What the fuck is wrong with me?" she thought. "I can't get turned on by my children."

But, there she was with her hand up under her skirt to her dripping pussy. She was masturbating right there in the hallway, outside the recreation room doorway, listening to her children having sex, and by the sounds of it, the time of their lives.

Justin had removed his fingers from Sarah's pussy and was licking them. He couldn't believe that he just finger fucked, or rather, thumb fucked his sister on his massage table. The scent of her was turning him on more, if that was even possible. His cock was trying to rip through his comfy pants.

"Sarah, I'm going to continue your massage now that you're fully relaxed," Justin said with a slight smirk. Sarah could only moan something in the affirmative. Justin held the sheet up a little and asked Sarah to turn over so he could do her front half.

"This should be interesting," thought Marsha, who was still standing in the hallway with her fingers in her pussy. She was so close to cumming, but she couldn't risk being heard and found out. She removed her fingers from her pussy and quietly made her way to the front door and out to her car. She was going to go have a drink at the restaurant down the street and return home in a half hour or so. She needed to calm down and think. This was not what she expected to find when she got home to her loving family. Too much loving? Is there such a thing as too much love?

Meanwhile, back on the massage table, Justin was working on Sarah's legs again, only this time he was being a little deliberately sensual. Not overtly sexual, but just sensual. Slowly stroking from ankle to hip and gliding back down. He did this a few times, then worked on her lower leg, and then up to her thigh. Once finished that leg, he repeated the process on the second leg. When he was done with her second leg, he moved on to Sarah's neck and shoulders.

By this time, Sarah's arousal level was starting to crest again, but Justin was playing the long game. He knew she was getting near her peak and was torturing her deliberately. Once done with her neck and shoulders, his fingers dipped down her chest, making half circles and getting closer to her breasts with each pass. Finally, much to Sarah's pleasure, his hands passed over her breasts and his palms scraped over her nipples, causing a small gasp to come from Sarah's lips. This gasp caused Justin's cock to squirt out a glob of pre-cum into his comfy clothes. By this time, Justin was getting desperate for some release. He felt like he was about to burst. He continued massaging Sarah and worked his way down to her belly and working very close to her pubic mound. With each pass he made by her mound, he could feel Sarah tilt her pelvis. She was close now, but so was he.

"Justin, will this table hold two of us, or should I move to the couch so you can fuck me properly?" Justin again froze in place for a second. He tore the sheet off Sarah and used it to cover the couch, then took Sarah by the hand and led her to the couch. He was thinking with his little head at the moment. He stripped off his comfy clothes and crawled between her open legs. He was so horny that he didn't think he would last very long at all.

He took hold of his cock and rubbed it through her wet folds until it found its way into her vagina. He looked up to Sarah's face for confirmation that he should proceed. Sarah was looking at him while her fingers from both hands were busy pinching her sensitive nipples. The look she gave him was saying, "what are you waiting for?" The fact that this was taboo made it so much hotter, he thought. So he plunged into her, and she was so ready that his cock went all the way in with a single push. He leaned in and took a nipple in his lips and pinched, then licked and suckled. Sarah moaning in his ear brought his attention to her face. Her eyes half closed, just peaking at him. He moved up to her face and pressed his lips tenderly to hers. She kissed him back, and the kiss evolved quickly into a kiss filled with lust and passion that neither of them had ever felt before.

Sarah's legs wrapped themselves tightly around Justin, pulling him in deeper, tighter into her body. They were breathing heavy and a sheen of sweat was covering them both. Justin clamped both hands on her firm bum and took a few more strokes, and then plunged deep into his sisters' wet pussy. He held it there as his cock pumped out several streams of cum into his sisters' womb.

Sarah could feel her loving brother cumming in her pussy, and the feel of his hot sauce hitting her pussy walls set her off on another orgasm. She kissed him while she came, squeezing his cock with her twitching pussy.

After a few moments passed, the heavy breathing subsided and Sarah found her voice, "Oh, my, god, Justin, that was almost torture. I've never been so highly aroused and made to wait so long. It was truly excruciatingly pleasurable. I hope you don't mind if I continue to be your practice massage subject?" She said with a wide grin and a sparkle in her eyes.

Justin was still trying to grasp what just happened. His big head had finally retaken control, and he was astonished at what they had just done. "You're not upset then, I take it?" he asked Sarah.

"No, of course not, I was concerned a couple of days ago. Your first massage got me aroused, and I was feeling shameful about it, but after reading some stories online about other families that practice incest, I changed my opinion. Are you upset?" she asked Justin.

"No, I guess not. Other than, I was trying to be so professional, and I've failed before I even got started. I was also concerned that during your massage, I was getting aroused." Justin left out that he also got aroused during his mothers' massage. He was confused enough without thinking about that.

Justin was still between Sarah's legs at this point and was slipping out of her pussy. "I think we should get up and cleaned up before mom gets home." as he picked up his clothes and the linens for the laundry.

Sarah said, "I'll help you, since I don't have to run off and masturbate now." "Me neither," said Justin, with a grin. They both chuckled at that, and went to work cleaning up and putting some clothes on.

Marsha came in the front door, she couldn't hear anything. She walked through to the kitchen and called out, "Hello, anybody home?"

Justin called out that he was in the laundry room. Marsha approached the laundry room and said hi to Justin, followed up with, "How was your evening with Sarah?" Wondering what else happened after she slipped out.

Justin replied, "Oh, it went very well, mom. I think Sarah enjoyed it."

"Oh, I'm sure she did, Justin, I know I enjoyed mine, and I am excited about having another one. Can you still do me tonight?" Marsha was feeling slightly woozy as she tried to talk about this, and not even intending all the sexual innuendos. Her anxiety about it all was kicking in. She felt excited at best with the prospect of getting the same treatment that Sarah received, and apprehensive to say the least. But she feels deep down that her mind is made up, if the opportunity presents itself, she's going to go for it. She has been celibate too long. Her feelings on incest were rather bendy after today. She wondered, too, how far her incestuous children went after she left. Did they have intercourse, or were they just touching? Would she go all the way?

Justin told her that he would be able to very soon, he just needed to set up the table again with clean sheets. "You have time to shower first and freshen up. Then we can have a relaxed family dinner together." Marsha thought that would be very pleasant.

Marsha excused herself and went to her ensuite for a shower. She was standing in the bathroom looking at herself in the mirror, judging herself. "You're a terrible mother, having thoughts like this." But then, she didn't put these thoughts in her head, her children did. This is all their fault. She laughed out loud at herself and got in the shower.

She was so horny from her close encounter in the hallway earlier, and had not had any release from the buildup. She let the warm water cascade down her body as she filled her palm with body wash. Stepping away from the spray, she applied it all over her body, lingering on her full breasts and rigid nipples. She raised one arm to the ceiling and washed her underarms one at a time. She feels that underarms are sexy and doesn't use antiperspirants because her late husband didn't like having his tongue get dehydrated by it when he licked and kissed there. She also didn't shave, again, because her husband liked her hairy bits. He always said, "when a woman shaves, she smells like a man." She wondered if Justin took after his father, the thought had her cumming hard on her fingers that were now jammed in her wet, pulsating pussy.

After she calmed down, she dried herself and dressed and went to meet her incestuous children for dinner. To what degree of incest, she still didn't know.

Dinner was good, the children prepared something tasty but easy to make. Spaghetti and garlic bread. Topping it off with a bottle of red. The conversation was pleasant and took Marsha's mind off her pussy. There was no hint of anything going on between her children, which she thought was really remarkable. She didn't know how they managed it.

After everyone finished their wine, Marsha suggested that she and Sarah clean up while Justin finished setting up for her massage. Justin, as usual, agreed with everything the women said. He left them to clean up and went to the recreation room.

Marsha and Sarah started clearing the table when Marsha asked Sarah, "Did you enjoy your massage today, Sarah?"

Sarah paused in mid-step for a millisecond, "Yes, very much mom, Justin is excellent with his hands," she said with a slight blush. Fortunately, she was not facing her mother.

Marsha, noticed the blush just the same and this caused her body to flush. Her daughter reconfirmed the fact that this was happening for real. It wasn't a dream, she really saw them being sexually intimate.

"Sarah, now that we're done, I'm going to get into my robe now. Thank you for dinner and helping clean up."

"No problem mom, enjoy your massage," replied Sarah.