Sisters, Friends, and Lovers - Book One
Copyright© 2025 by Wolf
Chapter 22: Some Exhibitionism
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 22: Some Exhibitionism - Steve is surprised/shocked! The two girls he’s dating are sisters! A threesome forms then a third sister joins. Friends arrive causing additional loving and sexual relationships. He hides nothing as his sphere expands. He involves guy friends to help out with his ‘harem’. A wedding and highly sexual five-day ‘reception’ cap off the story, along with the perfect living situation.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Group Sex Anal Sex Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism
Tuesday, Sheila let me know that there was a ‘get together’ like the previous weekend on the coming weekend. She urged me to bring Jane home to meet everyone and to participate in our ‘games’ as we’d come to refer to our sexual interactions with each other. I thanked her for the information, and said I’d see what Jane’s plans were.
We finished work on Tuesday as we had on Monday, so we repeated some of what we’d done the day before. The white bikini came out again, we staked out two chaises on the pool deck, and toyed with exhibitionism. The doctors’ conference was still underway, so at five o’clock, Jane again had a passing parade of admirers. This time, she made eye contact with some of them, giving them nice smiles, and even an occasional wink as they ogled her sexy and well-displayed body.
As they walked by, I asked Jane to come up to the Boston area for the weekend. She appeared interested, but made me describe each person who would be there, and had me give her a timeline of the entire weekend, as best as I could anticipate her involvement. All this question were a ruse while she made her decision. She accepted the invitation.
There was one relationship that I hadn’t described as completely as I might have to Jane, specifically the incestuous relationships between the girls and their dad, and me and Jean. I remember chuckling at how close in spelling the two names were – Jean and Jane.
“Jane, there’s one more relationship interaction I need to tell you about up in Massachusetts. I hinted at it but I haven’t mentioned it because it’s delicate, and fraught with scandal in so many ways.”
Jane’s ears perked up and she looked most interested in what I might say next.
I whispered, “Incest.”
Jane’s eyes got big, but she nodded and continued to look interested.
“One of the couples in the mix we’ll be with will be the girls’ parents – Fran, Sheila, and Ally.”
“And, they play together?” Jane asked quietly.
“If I’m not otherwise occupying their mother Jean. They introduced us to a larger group of people that enjoy recreational sex, although I detect a lot of emotional attachments between members of the larger group because they’ve been together for so long. They care about each other – even love each other. I’ve developed some friends in the group too, but there are even stronger feelings here and there.”
“Do people care about the incest? I mean, do they gossip behind their backs about what they’re doing?”
“I don’t think so. The sex is just something they do for fun. There are a few other similar relationships in their group that bear that label, but this is the one I’m closest to. I tell you because I trust you, and because I don’t want you to suddenly discover this and be grossed out by it. If this bothers you, I’m sure everyone would adjust their behavior while you’re present so we don’t create an awkward moment for you.”
Jane broke into a smile, “You know, this whole arena about sex, and you, and love, is so stimulating and interesting, I sometimes wake up and I just want to scream with joy and do something to burn off some of the excitement I feel.”
I took Jane’s’ hand and kissed it. “Wake me up and I’ll scream with joy with you. I am so psyched up I’ve been running on only four to six hours of sleep most nights, except when I have you in my arms to love.”
“Oh, you say the nicest things.” She squeezed my hand. “Come and make love to me.”
“I had another idea that I thought you might find stimulating since you know no one at the hotel.”
“Uh oh? What?”
“Well, I think you should adjust your bikini so part of your pussy shows and then fall asleep in a position that would reveal yourself to passers-by.”
“Oh, I couldn’t...”
“Yes, you could. Try it on a couple of men and see what their response is. I think you’ll get a charge out of it.”
I watched as Jane looked around, made sure no one watched her, and then reached down and slid the gusset of her bikini to one side. One part of her labia showed plus some of the pussy hair near her vagina. She shuffled around on the poolside chaise, and then feigned sleep. I also ‘dozed’ but kept my eyes slitted behind my dark glasses so I could watch the looks that Jane got.
We weren’t disappointed. Only two minutes later, a group of the doctors started to head out way. I whispered out the side of my mouth, “Showtime.” I think Jane heard me.
Seven men approached, and all eyes were on my shapely friend stretched out in the sun and obviously asleep. One by one as they got opposite her I could see their eyes pop open and a startled look appear on their face. They’d immediately slow to a near stop to prolong the view their innate radar had locked onto. In a fraction of a second, the look changed to lust, a smile of appreciation appeared, and each would lap their lips in anticipation of the sex he hoped to have with her. The men not looking were elbowed by the man next to them and their gaze directed by a toss of the head. The group returned to a normal speed amble after they’d moved too far past Jane to prolong the lascivious look at her pussy.
When I could see they were well gone, I turned my head back to Jane. “You were a big success, Darling.” I described the various deviant looks she gotten as she smiled.
Jane said, “I can probably expose a little more, if you want.”
“I want,” I snickered. “Let’s see what the men will do if you’re almost completely exposed. Can you do that without it appearing intentional?”
“Just watch!” Jane said. She rolled onto her stomach, and then continued rolling in the same direction until she again lay on her back. The roll had twisted and bunched the bottom half of her bikini in one direction on her hips, distorting how the material went between her legs so much that a large portion of her pussy showed from mons to anus. Moreover, the way the material stretched and sagged the revelation of her privates looked like the unfortunate accident of a sleeping sunbather.
I muttered, “Perfect. Here comes a few more.” We each feigned sleep again as three older men, probably doctors, shuffled around the pool. As they neared I could hear a few medical terms tossed out by one of the louder men.
The man in the lead immediately saw the splendor of Jane’s cunt, now including the lusty wetness of her lips and slit, showing sexual readiness and proclivity. He actually pointed with his right hand to direct the attention of his colleagues. The three men stopped, admired Jane’s pussy, and with great regret turned and started walking again. One man obviously had the start of a hard-on as he turned.
Again, when they were out of sight, I spoke to Jane, “Three more fans who’ll never forget their trip to Atlanta. One hard-on. The three of them stopped.”
Jane giggled slightly, “I know. I opened my eyes to watch them. They sure weren’t looking at my face.” She stretched and in the process straightened her bikini pants. “I have to stop. I’m embarrassed enough as it is. That’s ten men in that group who’ve seen my most intimate body parts.”
I laughed, “I bet they see ten to twenty pussies a day when they give physical exams. I find it funny that what they’ll remember is none of those but the one they got an illicit peak at when some pretty woman suffered from a wardrobe malfunction.”
Jane laughed, “That is odd, and you’re most likely right. I’ve seen a lot of men naked during my life, but one I remember most was when I was a teen and caught some workman taking a leak behind a shed in our backyard. We were both mortified, and each of us made a point to avoid the other the rest of the day.”
I said, “Now, come on, let’s go up to our room. I think you had a request a few minutes ago.”
After our post-coital shower, Jane stood in her beautiful nakedness drying her hair. I came up behind her and pushed my naked body against hers, my flaccid cock trapped in the crack of the shapely ass. I reached around her with both hands and cupped her taut breasts.
I whispered, “If you want to keep playing our earlier game, don’t wear underwear to dinner; that way you can sit in a provocative way.”
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