Aunt Sally’s Place
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Chapter 3
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Financial reverses have forced Patty and daughters Terri and Debra to move in with her quasi-sister Sally, her husband John, and their two sons. Daughters and sons are adults, finished with high school. House rules require constant nudity, and all but Terri are joyously "sleeping" together, but not cross-generations. In her new situation, Terri is trying to adjust, cope, and adapt.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Reluctant BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Sharing Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Big Breasts Nudism
After Mom left me, I raised my arm and sniffed. Oof! I tossed my hand towel in the hamper and walked over to the bathroom. I noticed advantages in being naked, since I didn’t have to undress and then dress in a steamy bathroom or into damp clothes.
Inside the shower, I found exactly what I expected: men’s body wash, men’s shampoo, and something called “Axe Body Spray.” I tried a little squirt of the Axe on my wrist. I found it much too strong. The wash and shampoo were decent quality, though, and I used them to clean myself up.
I walked out of the bathroom with a fresh hand towel to sit on and a large towel to continue drying myself. I stopped in the hall, though. The boys’ bedroom door was ajar, and I could hear my sister in there talking with Jake and Hank.
At least, she was talking. Then, I heard other sounds, indicating her mouth was busy with a different task. Judging by Hank’s increasingly strained voice, he was Deb’s first choice for oral entertainment. Or did Hank win a rock-paper-scissors contest with his brother?
A rhythmic noise suggested that Jake was fapping while he watched them. Even though I didn’t have a view, I could imagine what Jake was watching in there. I didn’t know their history, but I knew the three of us had been in a long dry spell when we packed up the SUV and moved here.
Reaching down, I confirmed that my body was juicing up. I didn’t want to be caught eavesdropping out in the hallway, so I tiptoed into my bedroom carrying my two towels and shut the door quietly.
That’s when I learned two things. First, only a single common wall separated the bedrooms. The two closets were on other walls, and a whole conversation could be carried on between the bedrooms without difficulty or shouting.
Second, my sister’s mouth was now free, and she was moaning her approval as she was being plowed by Hank. He was describing his approval of her body parts in explicit, detailed language.
I heard Jake remind him to grab the rubber when he pulled out so it wouldn’t spill.
“You don’t want sloppy seconds?”
“I don’t,” Jake answered. He went on to ask Deb to talk to our moms about birth control. Once again, I had a warm feeling about Jake and how thoughtful he was compared to his brother, “Wham-bam-Hank.”
It sounded like their sex party was going to go on for a while. More power to them, but I was tired and wanted to sleep. I gathered up my pillow and a blanket, and took them out to the living room sofa with the hand towel for underneath my ass.
It turned out that wasn’t the ideal location either. At a much lower volume, I could hear Mom with Sally and John. They were talking, and also not talking, I can say. I only heard a few words in their voices, but all three seemed to be having a pleasant, even loving, conversation.
Mixed in, there were sounds suggesting all three were having sex. I couldn’t say if it was three at once or one sitting out, like Jake had been doing at the other end of the house.
The long day spent crammed into the Suburban and the uncertainty from all the sex going on around me accumulated in my body and spirit. My eyelids, heavier and heavier, closed and stayed closed.