Chapter 9

We're here, Kira.

It was the first time I'd heard Jackie's voice while watching someone else's experiences.

Kira was seated on the edge of Dex's bed, my son hunched over with his back against the wall at the top of the mattress, his hands held over his crotch. I couldn't help imagining that the opening in his boxers might have otherwise shown his genitals. My daughter watched him quietly, then said, "okay ... they're watching, Dex. So ... can we talk?"

He shrugged.

"I'm sorry you had to find out like this ... you know I always loved playing games with you ... I always looked forward to getting my panties back..."

Dex managed a small smile, but didn't respond.

"And I'm sorry I've ... seen your private moments. Really, I'm sorry..."

"Did you see everything, too?" Dex said quietly.

"Some. I saw you with my panties ... and with Mom's. And ... with Donnie..." I hadn't known that Jackie had showed those moments to my daughter as well as me.

Dex shook his head. "Dammit ... Dammit ... No one was supposed to see that ... No one ... I didn't want anyone to know..."

"I'm sorry, Dex. But ... can I be honest?" Kira asked.

"Might as well..." Dexter responded.

"It was really hot."

"What was?"

"You and Donnie ... like ... I'm jealous of him..."

"Jealous?" Dexter said, finally meeting Kira's eyes, "why?"

"Cause he got to, you know ... suck you off."

"Oh," Dexter blushed. "Yeah, well ... I'm not gay or anything."

"I don't really care," Kira replied. "You looked like you enjoyed it, even if you were thinking of Mom ... and ... you were good at getting him off, too ... Donnie really blew his load quick..."

Dexter blushed deeper, "yeah, well," he repeated, "that's all we did ... just cause we both wanted to ... you know..."

"Be with Mom. I know ... I did, too ... I just ... never had someone like Donnie to play with me like that. So I'm jealous about that, too. You had a friend who would let you get off like that ... I just had to ... you know ... do it myself..."

Dexter smiled at Kira. "You could have asked me ... I'd have helped..."

Kira grinned. "Yeah ... I know that now ... I think ... maybe we've got permission, you know ... when we're ready."

"I'd like that ... a lot..."

"Here," Kira said, easing herself from the edge of the bed and reaching under her nightshirt, "I wore these last night and put them on after I ... played ... this morning." She pulled off a pair of red and orange panties and held them out.

Dexter eyed her just a second before taking them and pressing them to his nose. "Oh, God ... oh, yes..." His hands had left his crotch, and I could see my son's boner pressing out his boxers, threatening to slip through the opening in the front.

Maybe you and your brother might enjoy a moment together. I'd like to help.

Kira nodded, then said, "Jackie wants us to share something ... will you let her?"

Dexter paused inhaling his sister's aroma from the underwear and said, "is Mom still watching us?"

She is.

"Yes," Kira confirmed, "would you prefer she didn't?"

He thought about it a moment, "no ... no, she can watch. What ... what is Jackie going to do?"

"I don't know," Kira responded.

Tell him to lay back on the bed, and you get beside him, Kira.

Kira passed on the instructions and Dexter slid to one side, his head on a pillow. Kira grinned and moved to lay on her back next to him. They waited a moment.

I didn't see anything happening at first, but soon Kira's eyes closed and I could see her hips starting to writhe as her nightshirt was pushed up by unseen hands. Her legs spread wide, touching my son's, her hairy young pussy wet between.

Dexter's penis slipped through the opening in his boxers and he groaned, his eyes fixed to where he was looking down Kira's body. The flesh on Dexter's cock moved up and down as if an invisible hand was stroking him. Kira's pusy opened, the folds moving with unseen fingers, her face watching her brother's cock. Both of my kids started to moan.

I wished I could masturbate. It was incredibly hot, watching my children, side-by-side, with Jackie's touch making both of them grown excited. Kira bucked suddenly and cried out, "oh! Ohhh ... ohh..."

Dex's hips started to rise with each stroke, and I saw his penis swelling. "Oh, God ... oh ... Oh, God!"

Kira's body shook and I saw her eyes squeeze tight, lost in her own pleasure, her body shuddering as she started to orgasm. "Uhhh ... uhhhh ... uhhhhhhhhhh ... mmmmmmm ... ohhhh..." Clear fluids ran down from her reddish-pink vagina, trickling over the lower parts of her vulva and down between where her butt cheeks pushed together tightly and hid her anus from my view.

Kira's eyes fluttered open as she panted, drawn once more to where her brother was humping the air.

He started to cry out, "oh, God! Oh, God! Ooooohhh ... ooooohhh..." He bucked hard upwards and white cream shot from his cock into the air, splashing down onto his stomach. Another shot fired up and Kira stared as intensely as I did as my son climaxed. His semen spurted over and over, his penis expanding with each thrust against the invisible hand. By the time he finished, his stomach and balls were coated in sticky cum.

He rested and I saw Kira lean into him, laying her head on his shoulder. "Wow ... wow..." she said, several times before moving her hand to slide over her brother's stomach, drawing a glob of warm cum to her lips. Kira swallowed it quickly, then leaned down to lick it from Dexter's flesh. "It's so much better when it's hot..." Slowly, she cleaned away the sperm from his abdomen, then returned to Dexter's shoulder.

He eyed her a moment, then brought his lips to hers. I knew my son was tasting his own cum in his sister's mouth. He seemed to enjoy it.

We'll leave you to rest, Kira. I hope I've started to make up for things. Please ... tell your brother again how sorry I am. I won't invade his private moments again without permission.

"I will ... and ... thank you, Jackie ... Thank you for that..."

Dexter watched Kira a moment before he said, "are you really talking to our dead Aunt? Is this real?"

"Yes," Kira said, kissing his cheek, "I think it is. I wish you could hear her, Dex. She loves you, too."

"I ... it was like someone was touching me ... it felt so real," he replied.

"I know ... I felt it, too."

Before I was even aware of being back in my body, I felt Jackie's fingers between my legs. I was leaning back in my chair in the dining room, robe open, my body flushed and feeling overwhelmed with arousal. I instinctively reached out into the air and found Jackie's slit. It was like she was standing, leaning over me, her hand between my legs as she squatted slightly so that I could touch her pussy.

Oh, Penelope ... that was so hot ... so hot ... I'm going to cum...

"Me too..." I closed my eyes and started to let go.

It took just seconds of her touch to send me to a euphoric peak, and I felt her body shaking around my hand as she was right there with me. Cum puddled on the chair as my body vibrated through orgasm, and I felt Jackie's cream running down my fingers.

I opened my eyes slowly, buzzing from my climax. My hand pulled back from Jackie's body.

My fingers were coated with white, slippery cream.

"Jackie..."

I see it. We're getting closer, Penelope. I hoped this might happen.

"But ... your wetness ... I can see it!"

I hoped this might happen, she repeated, her voice fading. I love you, Penelope ... thank you for letting me share myself with you again...

I knew she was gone. The room felt colder when Jackie wasn't there. I stared at my fingers a moment. Her cream remained, and I brought my hand to my face, sniffing my sister's aroma and tasting her sweet, pungent juices as I licked my skin. Before I'd removed it all, I used those same fingers to rub my sister's essence onto my breasts. I loved doing that when we were young. I made it so that I could smell her pussy on my body for hours after we'd played together.

I wondered what it meant for me to be able to see her cream. I almost dared hope for something more substantial, something more corporeal.

Thoughts of my children brought me back to the moments I'd spent watching them be pleasured by my sister. That had been intense, seeing the way Kira climaxed and leaked wetness, watching as my son ejaculated a thick load onto his stomach. I had no idea if things were alright with Dexter, but I couldn't help believing that those moments shared with Kira, my son knowing that I was watching, his aunt making him cum, might have at least taken the edge off the hurt. It didn't make up for the way we'd stolen his private moments, I knew, but perhaps it had been one step in trying to apologize.

Kira and Dexter came down an hour later. They were both fully dressed and both were unable to keep delighted smiles from their faces. "Hi, Mom," Kira said brightly.

I greeted them warmly. "Hey, you two."

I hugged Kira, then Dex, telling my son, "I'm really sorry, Dexter. I never meant to upset you."

"It's okay, Mom," he replied. "It's alright."

"Seems we're sharing an awful lot these days. I never dreamed I'd see what just happened..."

Kira added, "I know ... I got to see him shooting." She grinned at her brother. "I always wondered what that looked like..."

Dexter blushed and smiled, "yeah, well ... now you know..."

"I can't wait to do what Donnie did..."

My son's pants started to tent.

"So," I asked, "did you two talk about what happens next?"

Kira shrugged, "no ... we just dozed..."

"I think we should," I recommended, "I'll make some sandwiches and let's talk."

A bit later, I brought plates of tuna salad on wheat with grapes and handed food to each of them, already seated around the table. We settled into our meal in silence before I paused and said, "so ... I know that you two want to be together, that ... Kira, you want your brother to be the first boy inside you..."

"Yeah," she grinned, sheepishly, "I do."

"And Dex, I think that is what you want as well?"

He nodded vigorously.

"I think you should take your time and work up to it ... don't just jump into it. Maybe I can teach you both some things first..."

"Yes, Mom. Please!" Kira exclaimed.

"Dexter?"

"Oh, yeah. I'd like that. What ... uh ... what do you have in mind?"

"Well ... maybe this evening we might retire to my bed, and I'll show you a few things ... both of you ... how to bring each other pleasure. I've already started, with each of you, but I think you're ready to start learning to please each other."

I knew my son's cock was hard even though I couldn't see it, and I had no doubt Kira's pussy was drooling into her panties. My own was surely wet enough. I could feel the dampness spreading through my crotch.

I'd like to watch.

Jackie's presence filled me with warmth just then. "Oh, yes. I'd like that, too."

Kira nodded, and Dex looked at me funny. Kira said, "Aunt Jackie wants to watch."

"Why can't I hear her, too?" Dexter asked.

"I don't know," I responded.

I'm trying. I can touch him now, perhaps it will come with time.

"You could feel her, though, right?" I asked my son, the sensation of Jackie's arm now over my shoulder, her skin warm where it touched my neck.

"Oh, yeah," Dex replied, "her hands were soft..." He started blushing again.

"I need to be certain you understand something, Dex, Kira..." I broke in, "if you ever don't want to do this, if you ever feel you want to stop, say so. I won't risk your love over this, or your happiness ... I ... I struggle all the time dealing with what we're doing. I love it, don't get me wrong, but ... I never want to hurt either of you. I never want you to hate what we do together."

"I won't, Mom," Dex said, "God, no. It was ... awesome."

"Me either," Kira added, "trust me, Mom. I can't stop thinking about it and ... getting wet."

"Tell you what ... you've got the week off school. I'll call into work and see if I can get the time off. Maybe ... we can spend our days together ... like we did when you were both little, only ... you're not so little any more..."

Kira smiled, and Dex chuckled, both nodding enthusiastically.

"Go shower," I suggested, "and I'll make the call. Meet me in my bedroom in an hour?"

I was sitting on my bed, waiting for Kira and Dexter to join me, wearing nothing and feeling confident in appearing so in front of them. I'd called my work and explained that I had a family situation needing my attention, not a total lie, and gotten permission to take the week off.

"Jackie?"

I'm here, Penelope.