Curious Siblings - S01 E07

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Curious Siblings - S01 E07

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 7

I felt my dick begin to harden as I imagined them both in there. Despite my previous experience with my sister, I had never jerked off. I reached inside of my shorts and pulled my dick out while I laid in bed. It felt amazing. I imagined my sister's small hands wrapped around it, stroking back and forth. With my eyes closed | began to jerk faster and faster. It felt so good, yet sometimes it hurt a bit. My foreskin over my head was a little tight. Still the feeling of release began mounting. I got lost in the feeling and soon was completely consumed by how amazing it felt. With each stroke I felt the pressure mounting. I couldn't believe I was just now finding out how great I could make myself feel. My knees began to shake and knew that I was close to finishing. I continued to stroke and just as felt myself reach my very peak.... My bedroom door opened.

I opened my eyes and to my horror it was both my sister and my mother. Both wrapped in a towel staring right at me as my cock spurted load after load onto my own stomach.

"MICHAEL!" yelled my mother as she shielded Alice behind her.

I frantically rolled over and wrapped myself around a blanket.

"MOMI. Why didn't you knock!?" I desperately answered.

"Just hurry up and get in the shower, we will talk about this later She responded and slammed the door.

My stomach sunk and I felt like had done something terrible. This was my first time jerking off and my mom and sister walked in on me. In complete shame, I grabbed a towel and scurried to the shower. As I passed the hallway I noticed my sister, still standing in her towel staring at me with compassion in her eyes.

"It's ok Michael," she warmly said to me as I closed the bathroom door.

Knowing I was already in the dog house, I showered as fast as I could. I came out of the shower and went into my bedroom. My sister was lying on her bed. I closed the door, for some reason feeling embarrassed around her now. Despite knowing she had done the same for me not long before.

"I feel so stupid" I said as I looked at her.

"Why" She responded.

"Well because I was playing with my dick and you and mom saw!,

Didn't you see how mad mom got

"Well mom might have got mad.. But I loved watching you again Michael..

Hearing her say that instantly made me feel better. I wondered if she thought about me as much as I thought about her.

"Besides, you're not the only one who has touched yourself since last time" Alice remarked.

I couldn't believe what I had just heard.

"Are you serious? When!?" asked.

"This morning, I woke up really early and started remembering what we did. I felt my panties get instantly wet, so I reached my fingers underneath my panties and touched myself for a bit"

My face was in shock as I heard her say that. It was the hottest thing I had ever heard and by this time my dick was as hard as could be again, poking through my towel"

"I wasn't very good at it however, it felt much better when you did it for me" Alice said.

I saw as she clearly saw my dick poking through the towel.

"Well, maybe we can both teach each other some moves later... I admit it felt better when you did it for me too" I responded.

Suddenly I heard my mom in the other room talking on the phone and that reminded me that we had to go! I dropped my towel and made sure Alice got a good look before putting on some briefs and my pants.

"See you out there" Alice said, as she left the room.

I walked out of the room ready to go, and saw my mom by the door getting her keys. I didn't know if I should say something to her or just pretend it didn't happen. I couldn't muster the courage to say anything so I just acted normal. Or, did my best to. Immediately I could tell though that she was as uncomfortable as I was.

"Lets go" she said, with a serious tone.

We spent the half the day running errands. First the bank, then the laundromat, the mail, and lastly groceries. There was a weird tension in the air the whole time and I knew it was because of what had happened in the morning. As much as I hated running errands, I was afraid that my mom would want to talk to me when we got home. The day drug on. Finally, we were heading home. We made it to our apartment and my mom had me bring in the groceries. We lived in the 3rd story so I had to carry everything up the stairs.