Three

Then I put the magazine down, and feeling a little guilty, began to open the drawers of their dressers, just looking inside of them to see if there were any more magazines or something. When I pulled open the drawer on the night table which looked like Mike’s side of the bed, I hit pay dirt, pulling out a photo album. Sitting down and opening it, my mouth dropped. Each page was the same. First a picture of Mike and Vicky with anothervcouple, then the same picture but this time everyone was naked. Then there were usually three or four more pictures, each one showing Mike or Vicky having sex with one of the other people. And there were pages and pages of it, 36 in all, I counted.
Slowly I studied each page, shocked and also proud in a way as I saw how big my brother’s dick was. Vicky, too, amazed me. She really did have an amazing body and she obviously loved using it. There were pictures of her with dicks in her mouth, pussy, and ass. Sometimes all at once. There were even several pictures of Vicky with other women, which I found the most exciting as I studied these pictures of forbidden sex. I noticed that Vicky did not have even one hair on her pussy. It was completely bald. As I looked through the album, I noticed that most of the women were like that, making me realize that it was because they had shaved. I wondered what it would feel like not to have the auburn curls that framed my secret spot, as I thought of it.
Worried that they would come back and catch me, I replaced the album and put the magazine back the way I thought I had found it, then went to my room and undressed for bed. I was terribly aroused and I could feel how hard my nipples were as I pulled the sweat shirt off over my head. I knew that if I checked I would find that I was also wet between my legs, which I confirmed when I had slipped into the bed, my hand stealing down between my thighs to part my pussy lips and dip inside. As I played with myself, I wondered what it would be like to have men like Vicky did, how it would feel. And I fell asleep like this, my hand between my legs and a smile on my face.
I woke up some hours later when I heard some noise. Slipping out of bed, I put my ear to the door and listened.
“Oh, Mike,” I heard Vicky say,”That was so much fun.”
“Yeah, it was okay,” he agreed.
“Fuck me once more before we go to sleep,” I heard Vicky implore him.
“Haven’t you had enough yet?” Mike asked, laughing.
“Have I ever?” Vicky replied. “Come on, put that big dick in my pussy one more time, then I’ll leave you alone until tomorrow. I promise.”
“Come on, you,” Mike said, and I heard them going into their room.
I didn’t hear the door close and knew that if I opened my door I would be able to see right into their room and watch them. I listened and didn’t hear anything. Holding my breath and carefully opening the door, hoping that it wouldn’t squeak, I opened the door just enough to be able to peer across the hall into Mike and Vicky’s room. The lights were on and I could see that Mike was standing at the foot of the bed and Vicky was on my hands and knees. I couldn’t make out any details but I knew from seeing the pictures in their album exactly what was happening.
Quietly closing the door, I slipped back into my bed, laying there picturing Mike fucking Vicky while she knelt on the bed. As my hand slipped between my legs again, I wondered if they had been with any of the people I had seen in the album, wondered what it would have been like to be there. My fingers were busy between my legs and soon I had that wonderful feeling that would wash over me when I played with myself and then I drifted back to sleep with a smile on my face.
The next morning, I woke up feeling much better for the rest. I hadn’t realized how tired all the driving had made me. Then I remembered what I had discovered the night before in Mike’s drawer. I didn’t know what to do as I got out of bed, pulling on my oversized sweatshirt and a pair of gym shorts. I opened my door and saw that we were still asleep, so I quietly went to the kitchen and found what I needed to make coffee. After the coffee had brewed, I sat with a cup, reading a magazine that I found on the table. Not like the one in their room, though. I wasn’t aware of anyone in the room until I heard Vicky’s voice right behind my.
“Oh, I thought I smelled coffee,” I said. “How nice.”
I turned in my seat as I heard Vicky and almost dropped my cup, for she was as naked as a jaybird. I saw that Vicky’s breasts really were as perfect as they had looked in the pictures, big, upright, large dark nipples on the ends. The slit of her pussy was easily visible without the hair covering it and I saw that she had a beautiful and graceful ass as she walked over and got herself a cup of coffee. Sitting on a stool across from me, Vicky smiled at me.
“Did you sleep okay?” I asked, taking a sip of the coffee.
“Yeah, fine,” I said, trying not to be embarrassed. “Did you have fun last night?”
“Oh, yes,” Vicky said, smiling. “It was a very nice evening. I hope we didn’t wake you when we got home. It was pretty late.”
“I didn’t hear a thing,” I replied, shaking my head.
“There you two are,” I heard Mike say as he came into the kitchen in a pair of shorts. “And coffee’s ready, too,” he said, pouring himself a cup.
“How did you sleep, Jennifer?” he asked as he took a sip.
“Oh, fine,” I said, smiling at him. I really had missed him. He had been such a good brother and friend to me.
“Do you want your robe or something?” Mike asked Vicky.
“Oh, I didn’t even think of it,” Vicky said, looking down at herself. “I almost never wear any clothes around the house,” She explained to me, “Except when people come over. I’ll go get something.”
“No, you don’t have to do that for me,” I said, trying to sound grown up. “I’ve seen other girls in the locker room in gym class at school”
“Well, if you are sure you don’t mind,” Vicky said. “Because it doesn’t matter to me. I just didn’t think.”
“No, don’t be silly,” I said. “This is your home.”
“I see you remembered and put your shorts on,” Vicky said, smiling at Mike. “Such a good brother.”
“Well, of course,” Mike said, sipping his coffee, his eyes smiling over the cup at me. “I don’t think she would appreciate it if I walked around naked, would you?”
“Well,” I stammered, embarrassed as I thought of the pictures.
“Anyone would appreciate seeing you naked,” Vicky said, standing up and wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him. “Especially me. I’ll go take a shower now,” Vicky said, turning and walking back down the hallway.