“Let’s get you undressed,” Sally says, breaking the kiss and unbuttoning Chris’ shirt. When she pulls his jeans down, her nostrils are assaulted with a mix of sexual smells. “Whoa! You must have had a real good time,” Sally says, surprised at the feelings of jealousy welling up inside her. This is stupid, she thinks. She has nothing to be jealous about, except she shaved her pussy for him and has been sitting here all evening waiting for him, while he was out fucking some slut at a bachelor party. Well, he’s here now. She’ll make him forget the bachelor party ever happened.
“So tell me about this girl at the party,” Sally says, standing in the shower, soaping his chest and stomach.
“Well,” Chris says. “Randy knows this woman, who’s been harboring a fantasy of being fucked by three guys at once,” Chris explains as Sally slides her soapy hands down over his hips and thighs. “So he arranged for us to meet her in a hotel room and it was all very mysterious. She had on this full body stocking and a head mask with just an opening for her mouth.” Chris is breathing harder as Sally soaps his cock and balls and sliding her soapy hand slowly along the length of his shaft. “And anyway, we took turns fucking her in her pussy, in her mouth and in her ass, culminating in all of us in her at once. I’d never done anything like that.”
“You liked it?” Sally asks, still working her soapy hands over his balls and his hard cock. Chris is soaping Aunt Sally’s tits, lifting her breasts individually, to run his fingers along the smooth undersurface of each breast.
“Yeah. It was very erotic,” Chris says, but there’s something in his voice that gives Sally pause.
“But…?” she says as Chris pumps his hard cock through her soapy hand and continues massaging her soapy tits.
“Well, it lacked intimacy,” he laughs. “I know that sounds funny, but it was like she was just a bunch of holes for us to stick our cocks into; we never saw her face or heard her voice or kissed her… I don’t know, I mean, I fucked her three times, but somehow it wasn’t as fulfilling as what we did last night,” he says smiling at her.
“Good answer, you smart boy,” Sally laughs, releasing his cock and pulling him against her. “You know exactly what to say,” she chuckles, leaning against him, rubbing her tits across his slippery chest as she runs her hands down his lower back. Her hard nipples, slick with soap, glide back and forth on his soapy chest as she cups his ass cheeks, grinding her hairless pussy against his soapy cock. “So who was she?” Sally asks.
“That’s just it, we don’t’ know,” Chris answers, his hands soaping Aunt Sally’s back and sliding down to squeeze her ass. “Randy says we know her, but he’s not telling us who she is.”
“So, there was you and Randy and who else?” Sally asks, imagining it’s one of Randy’s friends from school.
“His dad!” Chris says. “Randy actually invited his dad.”
“Oh god! That girl must have freaked at the size of Frank’s cock!” Aunt Sally blurts out before she realizes what she’s done.