* June 23 *
Hello again, Dear diary. I'll try to finish telling about the sleepover tonight. There's still a lot to tell!
I fell asleep in the bra and panties i wore away from the party, and woke up around 3am with a killer headache. I gathered up my stuff and padded quietly to the upstairs bathroom, down the hall from my bedroom, and took a quick shower, coming out dressed in a nightshirt with a towel around my neck. I climbed quietly down the stairs, carefully not looking at the various bodies sprawled sleeping on the living room floor in whatever states of undress or intertwinings they had fallen asleep in. I was in the kitchen, about to turn on the faucet to get some water to take my aspirin with when i heard some noises coming from the laundry room. A small voice in the back of my head, that i've come to believe must be the voice of whatever innocence i possess, said "Kelli, go to bed. Just walk away. Right now."
Unfortunately for that voice, i was already moving towards the door to the laundry room. The laundry room is fairly large, with a washbasin, a washer, a dryer, and a separate storage room on the far side of it. No light was spilling out of the not quite closed doorway as i got next to it. The sounds were still there, kind of a creaking noise, as i pushed the door a little further open, as slowly as i could. Finally, by wedging my body into the crack and lying on the floor, i was able to get some kind of view of what was going on.
The first thing i saw was the top of Shaun's head. He was lying on his back on the floor, his eyes closed tight, back arching in time with the motion of his lower body. I could only see down to his gorgeous stomach muscles, by way of his heaving chest. His forehead was damp with sweat. I wriggled forward a little more.
The strange angle of the room meant that i saw another guy next. I knew he couldn't be Shaun's partner, because he was too far away, which meant there was at least one other person in the room, if not two. It was Mike. He was sweating and groaning too, and obviously moving his lower body as well. I could see the both of them, all skin, obviously aroused, and it was turning me on big time. I could feel the cold floor through my shirt against my hard nipples as i wriggled further, pushing the door open a little more, until my whole head could fit. I thought about it for a few seconds, and figured that it was probably Stacia with Mike, and Marie with Shaun. Marie was kind of kinky, as i'd learned in the closet (and you're not? - shut up, stupid innocent voice!) and i could see her getting into watching the other couple as she and Shaun finished what we'd started in the closet. Why Stacia would do it i couldn't figure, but Mike was a guy, and i'm pretty sure he'd be into the group thing, too. His kiss during the contest may have been enough to persuade Stacia. So as i looked, i expected Stacia and Marie. What i got was entirely different.
I stuck my head around the door far enough to see the whole picture. I had pretty much guessed that Shaun had a woman on top of him from the way he was thrusting. I was half right. It was a woman, but she wasn't on top of him. Well, she was, but only part of her. Her head. And it was bobbing up and down really fast on his crotch as his hips thrust into her, his hands on her head pushing it down, again and again. His moans were coming pretty fast now, and they rebounded inside me as my breathing quickened. Then i realized that the head in his lap belonged to Christine. My sister.
I think i made a noise, but fortunately no one noticed. I couldn't believe that she was giving Shaun a blowjob, a really hot blowjob, on the floor of our laundry room. I couldn't believe she'd do that. I couldn't believe she was so good at it. And i really couldn't believe i was still turned on. Think that's bad? Wait.
