reason and the most important is the fact that once Racquel experienced Heather's sexual heat for herself, she felt the same overwhelming lusts for the girl that her husband did. Since their honeymoon, the three had not spent a single night apart. One of Racquel's naughty turn-ons was to watch her husband fuck his sister, fill her full of cum and then eat her out. Then Bryan would regain a good head of steam and do the same to her. If he was tired, the girls would continue until they collapsed. Racquel often giggled and teased her husband that his sister outdid him and was a fucking nymphomaniac. No one in their family disputed that either.
Bryan grew to accept his fate, but every time he thought he'd adjusted to life "the way it would be", something new came along to keep him on his toes. There was Heather's best friend Vickie, who had shared their bed on a few occasions and worked as a part-time escort. Bryan had recently discovered his sister had worked with Vickie on a few occasions to earn money for his wedding gift. He would have been insanely jealous about it had he not known that all of Vickie's clients were women.
There were several other playmates that shared their bed from time to time. Their friend Brandi, who was working on her goal of becoming a world-class chef, had treated them to a fabulous dinner and an even more decadent dessert.
Besides Brandi, another lover had shared their bed, a lover who had been their first confidante and provided them with a place for some of their illicit trysts. That woman was their aunt Alexus, a sexy, pert strawberry-blonde who was a truly "fucky" human being. Heather always wondered why her aunt had never married because she could have easily have chosen any man she wanted. Or woman, for that matter ... gay marriage was becoming legal in many more places. It amused them both when Brandi and Alexus hooked up and began seeing each other on a regular basis. It scandalized Brandi's family, although no one said much about it to Alexus. That surprised no one, Alexus' brother, their father, was in no position to make any accusations. As for their mother Brigit, she had recently sampled the charms of both Alexus and Brandi and found them irresistible.
Bryan loved that there was a lot of love, sex and passion in his family and hoped that would continue for years to come. He was glad that Heather and his wife were out for lunch, a girl's afternoon and then buying some paint and new furniture for the house. His mother-in-law Ingrid had insisted on paying for some of the furniture and all of the paint for the new house. Bryan had protested, but the women had swarmed all over him and worn down his resistance in their unique way. They'd continued fucking him to a frazzle until Bryan would have agreed to anything.
Bryan wanted the house to look very different. He'd already divided the master bedroom in half and planned to convert it into guest rooms for when Inger or his sister-in-law visited. He was sure that his mom would come over for frequent visits, plus Alexus, Brandi and Vickie were likely to pop in unannounced. He'd already decided to tear down the wall between his old room and Heather's and join it as one, plus have the adjoining bathroom made larger and have a sunken tub installed. He had some of these ideas in his head, but there was one glitch ... Bryan wasn't a designer, he was a fledgling teacher and money would be tight for a few years. Racquel and Heather would be contributing income, but he would have to be economical. He couldn't afford to hire a designer and that gnawed at him. He wanted his girls to have the best he could give them. His train of thought was broken by the ringing of the doorbell. He went downstairs to find his aunt Alexus on the stoop. He let her in and gave her a big, welcoming hug.
"God, do you ever not look gorgeous?" Bryan flattered her. In a gauzy summer frock, she did indeed look delectable and Bryan already felt his libido rising. There was something about all of the women in his family that got to him.
"Listen to you, a newlywed and you're already lusting after other women," Alexus teased as she kissed him in a way most aunts would not. "I was supposed to go with your wife ... wives ... it's still weird to think of them that way ... but Heather said you were puttering around here and I should come over and see what has you all flummoxed."
He sat down on the sofa across from Alexus, who crossed her silky legs and noticed him watching. She wagged her finger at her nephew and said "Spill."
"It's this house aunt ... Alexus," Bryan spoke. It was still hard not to call her "aunt" but after they had shared a bed so many times, she had insisted he lose the formality.
"What's wrong with it?" Alexus said as she leaned forward. Bryan could smell her perfume mingled with the subtle aroma of her body. He loved the soft Jasmine perfume she favored, it was unlike Heather's lilac or Racquel's flowery scents.
"What's wrong with it?" Alexus asked him. "I've always loved this house, I think my brother made a great investment when he bought it. I was glad he agreed to let your Mom have it in the settlement so that she could give it to you and Racquel, it's so nice that you won't have to move away."
"Yeah, but I don't always want to be remembering that this was the same house that I grew up in," Bryan sighed. "Especially not during ... you know." Alexus laughed, remembering that fucking her and Heather in this house hadn't seemed to bother him before. She let Bryan continue with his thoughts. "Some people might be cool with that, but I'm not one of them. I've got some ideas on how I want things to look, but I'm not a designer or an architect -- I can see them in my head, but can't put them across on paper."
