What followed that first experience was an afternoon day in front of my laptop. I couldn't be the only one who felt this way. It started with reading people posts on Reddit. I went searching for more found stories on Literotica that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. By the time my parents had arrived later that evening I had already orgasmed two more times, and I was determined to explore this new feeling further.
Tuesday morning came much earlier than normal. I could get a good sleep and tossed and turned all night between one more bout of masturbation. I waited in my room till I knew my parents had left, stripped off my night clothes, and walked gingerly out into the hall. Today was different. Where the day before I was in a hurry, today I took my time and savored the moment! I ran my hand up and down my bare skin just remind myself I truly was naked. Then slowly I began to explore. I figured that if I was going to do this, I was going to do this right, and be naked in every corner of our house.
I started down the stairs and went to sit in my spot on the couch. My whole family would sit on this huge sectional to watch movies and spend time together. And here I was alone and naked for all the world. I continued into the kitchen and grabbed myself I drink out of the fridge. I imagined what my mom would say if she walked in the side door directly into my naked ass.
Leaving the kitchen I entered the dining room. We always had the largest house in the family so thanksgiving and Christmas were regularly hosted at our house. Our large dining room table would be packed with all our relations. I took the opportunity to climb onto the table and lay out like the centerpiece to be served.
The next stop was my parents room. I very rarely entered this room as it was kind of a taboo in our house to do so. So being naked in there was a whole new thrill. A new thought crossed my mind and I started snooping through my mothers closet. We were similar in size, and I wanted to see if she had anything in there that would be sexy to wear. It didn't take me long to find an entire drawer full of just lingerie of all styles. I pulled out a pretty red number to try on. Red lace thong and bra, with blacks stocking and a red garter belt. It fit like a charm, and when I looked in the mirror I had to admit I looked sexy. But putting on clothes had not been part of the plan today, so as quickly as I got them on I stripped out of them and put them back as carefully as I could.
The big outcome from this was that I was not violently horny. My pussy was leaking and my nipples were ready to cut diamonds. I wanted to continue my tour though and the last three rooms were my brothers rooms. The oldest Dylan had moved out long ago, but my parents had a hard time letting go, and kept the room much the way it had been since he moved out. The posters on the wall of MJ, Mike Trout, and Sammy Sosa still hung on his walls. It felt Mike walking into an abandoned building.
I quickly back out of this room and turned to the last two room. My brother' Cole and Levi both still came home regularly for school breaks and the Summer. Their rooms were on the other side of the hall and conjoined by a shared bathroom. For years it had felt like they were a pair and me and Dylan were left out. Him the oldest and me the youngest and a girl. Part of that changed about three years ago when Levi got together with his now long time girlfriend Emily.
Emily was only a year older than me and quickly became my surrogate older sister. She was much shorter then me at around 5'2, but that was the only thing small about her. She had a rack to men broke there necks for, and an ass that was so slappable, I may have given it a go more then once! We became friends quickly and it quickly began to feel like she lived at our house. If it wasn't her spending time with Levi, you'd find her in my room talking boys, watching movies, or tanning by the pool together. Even know with him in college and her going to the local community college, she is normally here at least three times a week.
Cole is an athlete that doesn't really follow athletics. He may now the current standing of Illinois in the Big ten, but ask him anything more important then that he's lost. He had honestly been more of an artist than an athlete. His drawings and paintings were always given prominent display at school events, but art doesn't pay the bills like college basketball does and when push comes to shove basketball won out. Now standing in his room in all my naked glory, I took a minute to really study his works that covered his walls. Taken together it was hard to make out anything in particular, but hidden away in a corner behind his supplies, I found amazing paintings of tall Amazonian (Greek style) women bare naked in the throws of athletic feats. They were so realistic and so very good!!