I sat between them, and Mom’s hand slid over to me, gently gripping my dick under the water. Jen had no idea what she was doing, and I ran my hand over Mom’s pussy. She let me rub her with my fingers, gently stimulating her. I sat back, enjoying myself. I put my other hand on Jen’s thigh, and she spread her legs, letting me slide closer to her pussy. I touched her, hoping Mom wouldn’t notice.
Mom was in her own world, her eyes closed. Jen let her head fall back, also oblivious. I rubbed my mother and aunt off at the same time. Mom lazily stroked me, not really pay attention to what she was doing. I didn’t mind, I would come eventually. I wanted to savor this moment in time, my fingers probing the two sisters at the same time.
Mom’s chest was heaving, and she stopped stroking me and gently gripped the base of my dick. She was coming. I rubbed her clit with my fingers, mirroring the same motion with Jen. Mom sighed almost inaudibly, her legs thrashing slowly against me. I kept rubbing her as Jen came, also fighting to keep calm under the bubbling water. Mom’s orgasm ended and she started to stroke me with renewed vigor. Jen leaned back, her eyes closed, unaware that inches from her body, her sister was stroking my dick.
I came forcefully, a day of orgasms leaving me tender and even a little sore. I didn’t care, though, as I pumped semen into the hot tub, knowing that clouds of it were swirling around the two sisters. Mom kept stroking me until I grew soft in her hands.
All three of us had dreamy looks in our eyes. Jen’s tits were floating above the water, her back getting massaged by the jets. I moved across from them, looking at them both as they soaked in the hot tub contentedly.
“What is it?” Mom asked, looking at my smirk.
“I’m just enjoying the view,” I said.
She sat up a little, her tits out of the water. I looked them both over, noting how remarkably similar they looked. I felt my dick swell up a little, even though I was thoroughly exhausted.
“All this nudity’s going to warp your mind,” Mom teased. “Right, Jen?”
“Those were some crazy times,” Jen said, standing up. I looked her over. She pulled Mom up by the hand, and both women walked arm in arm into the house, dripping water behind them.
Chapter 2
The next morning, I had three of my friends over to watch some TV and waste some of our remaining summer hours. Mom was already working, and Jen was hanging out around the house. She had put on a very short pair of khaki shorts and a tank top. My friends were noticing, and I found myself getting a little irritated about it.
“Will, your aunt is as hot as your mom. If I lived here, I’d be jerking off constantly,” my friend Alex whispered once after she walked by.
“Yeah, well, control yourself,” I said, and they laughed. In truth, I agreed with them, but I felt territorial.
“I mean, that ass,” Chris said. “Jesus, look at it.”
“I am,” Alex joked.
I got up and headed to the kitchen on the pretense of getting a drink. Jen was there, fixing herself a sandwich.
“Oh, hi,” she said, turning to face me. I had to agree with Chris, that ass was pretty spectacular.