Prospects

So I'm directing a play at the moment, and one of the actors in it is this very nice, very attractive young man who has made no secret of his interest in little old me. I don't get it myself; surely he has other options. But he's insisting on barking up my tree.

First I told him he was young enough to be my son. "That makes it even hotter," he said. "Also, I don't believe you." He's cocky. I can appreciate that.

Then I told him I had a wife. "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean..." and he got all awkward until I told him that I was bi and that she didn't mind, but he should know that. "Wow, that just makes you about the hottest girl on the planet." Yeah, I'm susceptible to flattery just like the next woman, what can I say?

Finally, I told him it wouldn't be appropriate, to which he said, "I get that. But as soon as the show is over, better believe I'm asking you out again." And I got a little awkward and blushed and said that if he put it that way...

So we've firmly agreed that nothing is going to happen as long as I'm his director. But at the cast party, who knows? I might very well reward persistence.

Mike Came Over at Just the Right Time

So Zoe was out of town with some friends, Sveta was out of the house with some friends, and I had the house all to myself, so Mike came over. I make it sound like he lives just down the street, which isn't the case at all (how I wish) but it was as spontaneous as it gets with us these days.

He was barely through the door before I was pulling down his pants. "Less talk, more hard," may have been something that I said. What can I say? I miss my brother.

He managed to get the rest of his clothes off while I was sucking him, then we retired to the couch, or rather the floor in front of the couch, where he pulled off my panties and fucked me nice and hard. Feeling him slide into me just completes me in a wonderful way. It's not that I don't love my girls, but a gal needs a cock every now and then, and Mike's cock fills my needs in a way few others do.

I came satisfactorily, which is to say that it was an O and it happened, but Mike had previously promised eye-crossing orgasms, perhaps foolishly, and I reminded him of this. I'll say this for Mike; he is not afraid to get his nose all up in my butthole. Never has been. I'll be honest: it's not my favorite way to eat out a girl, but I will take it like a little bitch if it's being offered.

Pretty soon he had three fingers in me, spreading my cunt nice and wide, making me wetter than the Hoover Dam, and just as I was about to cum he backed off and started fingering my ass. This was frustrating, to say the least, because while I can cum from being anally pleased, it takes more than that most days. And damn was I ready to cum.

"Beg me for it," he said with what I could tell, even without seeing it, was a shit-eating grin.

"Please Mikey, please make me cum so hard. I need it bad."

"Bad enough to wait for it?"

"No, please don't tease me," I said, slightly less begging and more serious this time. "I really do need it."

"I think you need to wait for it a little so you'll appreciate it." Okay, so Dom Mike was coming out to play, and subby Lexi likes Dom Mike even though she hates him too. "Get over here and suck me off. I want to see you swallow this big load I've built up for you."

There was some grumbling, particularly when he stood up and moved away to make me crawl toward him. "Beg me for me cum," he said.

"Please Mikey, please let me swallow all that cream."

"Do you want it bad?"

"So bad."

"Bad enough to let me fuck your face?"

"Fuck my face Mikey, please!"

Mike is one of the few guys I will let get away with this shit. It's just a game with us. And we both know our limits. Like he knows not to push it about rimming him, for instance. Not that I wouldn't, but even subby Lexi has reservations about it.

And because he's one of the few guys I let get away with this, he's also one of the few guys I let hold my hair while he fucks my face. For some reason it turns me off with a lot of guys. It's like they don't trust me to hold still or something. But if Mike wants to fuck my throat, he's getting the hair treatment too.

So he grabbed handfuls of my hair, I opened my mouth, and he fucked my throat. I hadn't really planned on him doing that at the outset, but I was totally into it now. I gagged on it a little because he was going so hard, but nothing dangerous. And then he pulled back, held my face in place with one hand in my hair, and shot rope after rope of tasty jizz into my mouth. I swallowed, cleaned him up, and then said, "Okay, that was fun. But now it's Momma's turn."

"Huh?"

"Oh, you think you're going to get away with being all masterful? Think again, wise guy. Now get your face between these thighs this instant or I will be forced to discipline you!"

To Mike's credit, he gets as well as he gives, and he got a multiple out of me before he leaned back and said, "Hi sis."

"Hi bro."

"Wasn't it better after waiting a little?"

"You little shit. Yes, it was."

"I'm hard again. Lady's choice of position."

So we fucked tenderly and slowly missionary for a while, then he rolled me over on top of him and we fucked like that until he spent inside me but stayed pretty hard, so we just stayed like that and made out for a while, then talked about this and that.

"I've got one more in me before I leave," he said finally. "Can I fuck your ass?"

"I thought you'd never ask."

He got me on my hands and knees again and pressed his sloppy cock into my colon in one thrust, then slowly but firmly moved in and out, his fingers on my joy buzzer until I came and collapsed to my face without being able to help myself. He gripped my hips and started working harder, straight down into the flesh between pussy and ass, stimulating me though I wasn't sure I'd be able to cum again after how hard I'd come before.

I didn't make it before he grunted and thrust home, but that just meant I could feel each tension in his cock as he fired his seed into my asshole, then pulled out and wiped his cock on my ass cheek. "See you sis," he said, then got himself together and left with me still lying on the floor in bliss.

Swimwear Makes Me Horny

I'm back. I told you I would be.

The title of this post is the God's honest truth: I love a gal in a bikini, including myself. Wearing a swimsuit, of any sort, seems to press my buttons a little. I don't know if it's the exposed nature of it or what.

Anyway, Sveta, Zoe, and I went to the local pool the other day and met with some friends. You probably don't remember Jax and Poppy because the last time I talked about them was so long ago I was still working retail, but we've stayed in touch, though we didn't really see each other that often. They came to the wedding though and were part of the terrific after-after-party. Anyway, they invited us to the pool, and said quietly to me that they wanted to meet more of Miss Zoe (they'd met her previously, but they wanted some alone time with her), so we accepted.

I wasn't feeling awesome about my body that day. That's a regular feature of me recently, I'm afraid. I'm not fishing for compliments, but getting older and weighing a few more pounds puts me into a mild dysphoria or something like that. Anyway, I had to be practically shoved into my bathing suit by Sveta. It didn't help that she looked so amazing in hers that I just wanted to take it off her again. And then Zoe looked great in hers too, and I felt like the Ugly Duckling with all this nubile young flesh about. But once in my suit, it worked its magic and I didn't want to bother going to to the pool, I just wanted to invited Jax and Poppy back to our house and skip the great outdoors altogether.

But we had fun. Poppy was wearing a fairly conservative one-piece but it still managed to flatter her curves, and Jax was wearing these frilly things that looked like they were about ready to fall off of her and just made me wish it was a private pool. We did the usual silly things, splashed each other, acted not at all our age, generally just made people wish they were us, I guess.

I started fooling with Jax almost immediately. She kept swatting me away until I started whispering sweet nothings in her ear and she finally let me slip my hand into her bottoms. I didn't do much; pool water is a lousy lube and it's not like there weren't fifty other people there, but I tickled her a little.

Poppy seemed similarly taken with Zoe, and they were almost snuggled up by the time Sveta, being the brains of the outfit, said in no uncertain terms that she was getting out and leaving if we didn't behave a bit better.

"Well, why don't we all get out and misbehave somewhere more comfortable," I said, because if I didn't have a pussy on my face in the next few minutes I was going to start screaming. So we all agreed to go back to their place because, like I said, they've got a nicer place, plus our place is... in process, shall we say. Busy times have not been kind to our state of preparedness for company.

We all piled into their car because the three locals had walked, and I confess that during the drive some hanky was pankied, but nothing much to write home about, just some brief flashes of nipples and gropes. We made it through their door without removing any clothing, and then it was like an explosion of lesbians everywhere. Poppy snagged Zoe and made off with her to the couch, while I dove into Jax's snatch and she had her face juiced by Sveta. Rough and tumble was the order of the day. Jax is extremely ready for rough, and I was practically fisting her by the time she came.

The trio separated after a while to watch as Poppy took Zoe to school. I mean, I think Zoe might have someone else to love now, because Poppy had her cumming like it was on sale. It was slightly humbling, honestly. But I didn't get much of a chance to feel too humble because Jax started giggling with Sveta and they both pulled on strapons and DPed me. It's not quite as good as two cocks, sorry ladies but rubber is never going to feel a nice as a warm cock inside me. But it was very nice, particularly because Jax was in my ass with a studded dildo that made me beg for mercy.

I came hard and then it was Sveta's turn for the wringer. I told Jax to swap out for something a little more reasonable if she was going to fuck my wife's ass, which made her laugh and made Sveta, bless her heart, blush a little. Then we reoriented, and Sveta sank down on Jax's dil until she was lying back against her, Jax's arms around her and stroking her beautiful breasts. I guided my dil in gently because Sveta hasn't got the DP experience I do, and we slowly fucked like that until Sveta was whimpering nonsense and grasping feebly at my hips to pull me in. She must have cum somewhere in the mix, but she was blissed out so hard she didn't say anything, just kept moaning softly.

I looked over and Zoe looked pretty spent, though I'm sorry I missed so much of what spent her. Jax called Poppy over and we let Sveta down slowly and then replaced her with Poppy, who was making out with Jax while I fucked her ass hard with the studded dildo. Zoe must have regained her strength at a certain point because she showed up between them, or rather her pelvis did. Poppy and Jax are not shy about tossing salads, so Zoe got licked from both ends, and from what I heard from her later she is going to expect that level of treatment from her two regular partners more often. It's okay. I'm not a giant ass-eater but I'll do it.

Everyone was cumming, everyone was sweating, and a good old-fashioned fun time was had by all. After that, we lay back on various items of furniture, totally naked and steaming, and had drinks and discussed things. Zoe, bless her heart, was pondering getting a little DP action but decided against it, so she and Jax snuggled and then scissored and made out for a while. Sveta made her way around Poppy's body with her tongue, while I let Poppy show me a thing or two about head. Orgasms were had again, here and there, though there wasn't the fierce urgency at this point.

Then Poppy drove us home because Jax was curled up asleep on the couch. We invited her in, strictly for reciprocity's sake, but she didn't accept and no one was insulted.

And I managed to get a sunburn, even though I had all kinds of sunscreen on. Fortunately the endorphins and adrenaline of the orgy were enough to keep my from hurting then, but the next few days were less pleasant.

We might get to see them again before the summer is out. Anyway, I hope this was worth the wait. The internet has been restored and hopefully will remain so, and while I don't guarantee anything, I should hopefully be able to report on any fun that happens.

The Internet Around Here Sucks

I'm not dead, in prison, or bailing on the blog again. I've just been without internet for days now. I was hoping to resume with as little interruption as possible, but it seems like it'll be days more before the situation changes. If you need to reach me, you know what to do, probably.

Father's Day

For Father's Day this year Zoe went to celebrate with her dad and though Sveta really would have preferred to celebrate with my family, she went to her dad because family obligations are annoying but sometimes necessary. Which meant I was all alone in the house.

Only kidding. It meant I got to see my parents in a context where we didn't have to pretend for Zoe's sake. Plus, and this is a big plus, Mike came to visit too, similarly unencumbered by plus-ones who might not have known what was up. I haven't seen Mike in that context in forever. Probably not since the wedding, and that didn't really count either.

Of course Mom got first crack at Mike, but that was okay because Dad wanted first crack at me. It had been way, way too long for both of us. He was hard as a rock the second I walked through the door, said, "Your mother and Mike are upstairs, what say we stay down here for a bit?"

"Okay Daddy." And I slipped effortlessly back into little girl mode even though I'm hardly a little girl anymore. It's okay. I'm Daddy's little girl and that's all that matters.

We wanted to be face to face at first because there was a lot of kissing that needed to be done. In fact, he didn't immediately penetrate me, just held me in his arms and kissed me, his cock jutting between my legs. Back in the day when I was younger, I would have given him a Father's Day blowjob to really work him up, but we were both too frantic for that, and anyway he was as worked up as he was going to get and I had drenched my panties on the ride over, so we were plenty ready. Plus there's nothing that says that a Father's Day blowjob can't be administered as a change of pace during sex as opposed to before. Plus his cock tastes good with my pussy juice on it.

He hitched my hips up a little and slid into me, and I came. God I was ready for it. He thrust slowly in and out while I spasmed, his hand on the small of my back, guiding me onto him. It feels like comfort food but sex, if that makes any sense. While I'm with Dad, I feel safe from all the bullshit.

I came down after a moment and we talked a little while he gently but firmly kept guiding my hips around his, his shaft stroking every inch of my insides. I don't really remember what we talked about, but it wasn't that I was blissed out, just that it wasn't anything important.

"Can you ride me a little, girly? I'm not as young as I used to be."

I didn't say anything but that made me a little sad, because it's true. He's not. But I'm going to enjoy every minute of him I get. We adjusted until I was sitting in his lap, my legs between his, letting my ass press back against him with some rocking and some rotation. His hands were on my tits and my belly, holding me close, and we kept talking about random stuff until he got a little too enthusiastic and shifted his grip to my hips again, pulling me down and pressing up, not fast but hard, going as deep inside me as he can, until I came again, longer this time, my fingers on my clit.

At some point after that Mike and Mom came down and I hopped off Dad to go give my brother a big wet kiss. He returned it and we laughed. "Don't let me stop you from giving Dad his present," Mike said, giving me a playful slap on the behind.

"Actually, I got Dad something that isn't as boring as fucking his daughter yet again," I said, because I did. Just a little something. Mom went out to the kitchen to get dinner ready, and I said, "Of course, Daddy gets whatever he wants today."

"Well I'd like a little head to warm me up," he said. "Mike, why don't you get behind your sister and do whatever you're gonna do in her ass so I don't have to deal with sloppy seconds in that tight little pussy."

No sooner said than done. I had Dad's monster cock down my throat while Mike, after a moment of fucking my pussy to get some juice going, pressed into my asshole. Dad doesn't mind when I'm throating him and someone's fucking me from behind; he says it does fun things to my throat.

Eventually though, Mike pulled out, slapped my butt a little harder than necessary, and said, "Go on, let the old man finish in you. If he remembers how." I have no idea why Mike was giving my father a hard time about his age. I guess they were just playing. Normally that kind of joke is reserved for birthdays.

I flipped around, still on my hands and knees, and Dad slipped easily into my wet cunt, his hands gripping my ass cheeks, spreading me a little. He started fucking me hard. I know it's tough for him to finish these days, so I don't mind a little extra force if it gets him where he needs to be. Mike went to clean his cock off, I guess. I knew he'd be back.

I'm pretty sure I came somewhere in there, but I was enjoying the sensations enough that it barely mattered if I did. Dad finally pressed as deep as he could into me and I felt his orgasm fill me. That's one thing about Dad; he may only have one cum in him but it's always a nice big one. I had cream dripping out of me by the time he pulled out and let me clean him off.

"Happy Father's Day," I said, grinning.

"God I missed that," he said, sighing contentedly.

We ate dinner, then Mike and I went down to the basement to fuck properly, since we hadn't gotten a chance in forever. He enjoyed my throat as much as his father, then he got behind me again. I confess that I wish we'd been able to do it missionary first, but I knew he wanted anal and I wanted that too. He was wet with saliva, my ass is open for business when I get aroused, so he had no trouble getting back between my cheeks and going so deep his balls slapped my labia. I diddled myself as he fucked my ass hard, because we were racing to see whether he'd finish before I could get off. Why not? Sometimes it's fun to be kids again.

I won handily. I think he might have let me beat him, because he enjoyed feeling my orgasm on his cock. Then he fucked away for another minute or so and then grunted, "Oh fuck sis, I'm going to cum so hard!"

"Don't talk about it, just do it," I giggled.

He pressed home and fired his proton torpedo into my thermal exhaust port, and we collapsed, sweaty and satisfied.

We went back upstairs, chatted with the folks for a while, then both of us had to leave soon but we both wanted another go. So we kept chatting while I duplicated the position I'd been in with Dad, only with Mike's lap my target. He's not as big as Dad. Sorry Mike, you're just not. But he's plenty big enough. And he's my brother and I love him. We were fucking like that when Mari called to wish Dad happy Father's Day, so we all got to talk to her, though we didn't let on what we were doing.

Finally Mike said, "I'm close but I've got to go harder to finish, okay?" So we adjusted our positions until he was behind me, spooning me, and he thrust hard and fast into me, his hand and mine on my clit, until I came, which just about drove him over the edge. Then I put my clothes back on without really cleaning up and drove home and was sad because who knows when I'll get to see Mike again, or Dad really?

Sveta was out late but Zoe was home when I came home, and she said, "Damn, all I could think about all afternoon with my folks was you."

And me with my pussy creamy. Yeah, that wouldn't do at all. "I'm all sweaty," I said. "My parents keep the temperature too high. Let me take a quick shower and..."

"I'll join you!"

Fuck. "Okay." Because obviously I hadn't just been fucked to within an inch of my life and was totally ready for some hot girl on girl action.

I managed not to drip cum or reveal the state of my panties. We rinsed each other down, me concentrating on my pussy a bit more than was probably necessary, and then Zoe got on her knees and was eating me out. I had to explain that there was nothing wrong with her technique, I was just a little tired, and yes, I was enjoying myself, and yes, I was going to cum. She's so used to me being on a hair trigger.

We finally got out of the shower, managed to dry off a little, then adjourned to the bedroom where I could distract her with my own ministrations. She came like a freight train, which put thoughts of my orgasm out of the picture for a bit. Then she went back to my pussy, which had recovered sufficiently by then that I was able to reward her efforts with a small but presentable O shortly thereafter.

It never rains but it pours. It's okay. I was a bit worn out the next day, but I had no trouble walking or anything like that.

Anyway, a belated Father's Day gift from me to you.

Mental Health Update

I've debated posting this, but... I've not been super open on here about my struggles with mental health because this is a smut blog not an inspirational story of how Lexi managed to triumph over disease. But I have mentioned it in passing a few times, and I know some of my readers know some things as well.

Anyway, the past week or so I have really been struggling. Not in a "I'm going to kill myself" kind of way, just in a "I have been having trouble getting it together to do anything other than what absolutely has to be done" kind of way. This is due to some me issues and some medication issues and also because the world is a bit of a garbage fire.

So I haven't had anything interesting to say, which means nothing gets blogged. And I'm sorry about that, but you don't want to read a bunch of posts which are two sentences long about how I didn't feel up to writing anything that day. "Woke up. Masturbated desultorily. Cooked dinner. Went back to bed." That's not smut, that's just boring.

I'm trying to figure out some fixes for the various issues, but I just wanted to put it out there that this was why I was somewhat silent, so as not to worry anyone. I'm okay. I just have very little creative drive at the moment. Also my sex drive has been low too.

Now I'm going to go try to write a Flash Fiction Friday. Sorry there was no TMI Tuesday this week. I would have made up for it by posting some porn, but really, who cares what porn I'm watching.

How to Handle Liam and Zoe

Liam unexpectedly showed up at the house several days ago when Zoe was around. Fortunately his mom didn't show up too because that would have made things even more interesting, but things were interesting enough. Kate and Kevin are out of town visiting colleges. They grow up so fast, but Kevin seems to be hitting the college search stage early. I'm not sure if that's just the new normal or what. Anyway.

So Liam thought he'd surprise us. And showed up. And then had to endure an hour of awkward small talk where Sveta and I danced around the fact that he'd shown up for a booty call and is decidedly younger than it seems like would be booty call material for us.

He almost left without getting any, which would have suited no one, and we all almost let cats out of bags during the awkward conversation. Finally, Sveta took charge, thank goodness, because I was starting to wonder if it wouldn't just be easier to kill myself.

"Um, Zoe, I know this is awkward, but we know his mom, and... well, she wanted his first time to be in a safe and nurturing environment, so we volunteered," said Sveta, or words to that effect. Honestly, I was so proud of her for being able to say anything coherent.

"Oh my God," said Zoe. "So you're supposed to be having his first time right now and you're stuck talking to me..."

"No, no, that was... a while ago. But we like Liam and he likes us and..." I hastened to interject, now that a course had been charted.

"Oh." Zoe's face fell a little. I honestly think she was excited by the idea of us deflowering a teenager. "So you'd like me to make myself scarce."

"You can join in," said Liam unhelpfully. I gave him a "shut up" look, echoed by Sveta. 

"Zoe is only interested in girls," said Sveta while I was still trying to think of the most diplomatic way to put it. Sometimes straight to the point is best.

"Sorry, you seem nice and all..." said Zoe, sounding like she didn't really mean it. "It's okay. I'll just watch TV down here." And it's a measure of how much I think she's worked through that it didn't sound like she was being passive aggressive about it at all.

There was a bit more discussion, not really of anything new, and then Sveta, Liam, and I went upstairs to the bedroom.

"Next time you're going to drop by, please call first," I said, and given the way I feel about receiving telephone calls, that means something.

"Sorry. I didn't realize..." he started, but Sveta shut him up by kissing him, and things devolved from discussion to sexy times pretty quickly thereafter. "I haven't gotten any pussy in days, since mom left," he said once she released him and started pulling off her blouse.

"Poor baby," I said, already topless. He dropped both his pants and underwear at once. God, his cock has grown into a regular man-sized muscle. I remember when it was at least an inch shorter and skinnier too. Occasionally I miss it, but I'm a freak.

"When you're in college you're going to have to make your own fun," laughed Sveta, shucking her panties. The two of them together is really hot too. I know she feels the same way about seeing me and him together, but this time I wanted to take in the show.

"Just be respectful and matter of fact with girls and they'll probably be happy to let you do them any which way you please," I said. "For instance, I think you should respectfully beg me to let my wife fuck you. Just for practice."

Sveta giggled, Liam blushed, but then he got down on his knees, put his hands together, and begged. "Please, please can I fuck Sveta?" he said, and I think he meant it a bit more than he was letting on. The lack of pussy must have been getting to him.

Sveta laughed and said, "She's not the boss of me. Yes, as long as you eat me out a little first." She likes to make him practice.

So I got to sit back and watch Liam eat my wife out until she begged him to fuck her. Which was pretty arousing, let me tell you. I know, you'd all kill to have been there. Liam is getting good with his tongue, which bodes well for his chances of satisfying girls at college. I know his mother appreciates his talents, and Sveta was appreciating them too. She didn't cum but I think she wanted to cum on his cock, not his tongue.

Then she lay back and he guided that delightful young cock into her and started slowly thrusting, building the suspense, until she moaned, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" in a voice which would have made me cum if I'd been him, so I totally understood when he pressed home in a hurry and grunted and painted her insides white.

"I love getting creamed when I'm cumming," Sveta sighed, "but it means I stop cumming too soon."

"I can fix that," I said. And I spent an enjoyable time licking every drop of Liam's semen out of her until she came again, hard, her thighs clamped around my head, cutting off my air supply. My face was wet by the time I finished, and I barely had time to catch my breath before Liam was inside me.

"That was so hot," he said. "I got hard without even touching myself."

He was gripping my hips and thrusting into me, and I came almost immediately, then again shortly thereafter. Then he took a breather, still hard, while Sveta and I made out for his amusement because we spoil him terribly. He wanted to watch us do more than make out, so we attempted to 69 even though with the height difference we find that difficult.

"I wish Zoe was here, even if she just wanted to do you guys and leave me alone," said Liam

"What, two hot girls aren't enough for you?" laughed Sveta.

"Besides, I know you. You'd be trying to convince her to just give you a try the whole time," I said, which isn't fair. Liam understands consent, even if he rarely gets told no by us.

"Can I help it that I want to see all three of you?" Liam said, looking insulted.

"Shut up and lie down," I told him. He laughed and did so, his cock sticking up charmingly like a target. I straddled that, Sveta straddled his face, and we proved to him that two girls is probably more than enough.

I enjoyed being able to look Sveta in the face while fucking. She eventually said he was a little too  distracted and hopped off again, but for the time we were facing each other it was nice. Eventually they were making out while I rode him, and when he came he didn't stop making out with her, so I dismounted and lay back and watched them make out.

"I'm really going to miss you guys in college," he said finally when they came up for air. "Mom too."

He looked crestfallen. I mean, can you blame him. He's got hot and cold running sex at a time when most kids are just having their first awkward encounters. He's heading to college with confidence, I hope, but still, he hasn't really had to work for his supper, as it were.

Sveta was reassuring him that he'd make new friends. I just let her do that. She still vaguely remembers college. Me, I'm ancient.

Reassurances turned to kissing and stroking, and when I jumped in and gave him a little oral action, Liam was ready for round three. I let Sveta have him. In fact, I slipped out of the room while he was slowly, tenderly even, spooning with her. I could have watched but I figured I'd check on Zoe to make sure she wasn't feeling too left out.

"How's it going?" she asked me with a glance at my nakedness.

"He's... I'm not going to lie, he's a great kid," I said, sitting down next to her. "He didn't mean anything by inviting you to join."

"I know. He seems nice. Is he big?"

"He knows how to use it."

"I'm sure he's had good teachers," she said with a little laugh.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?" 

"I know you must feel left out."

"I mean, I do, but it's okay. Besides, I don't know his mom. She might not approve."

"I doubt that."

"So you really broke his cherry?"

I hate lying to her, but... "Yes."

"Sveta too?" 

"No, that first time was just me." Which is sort of true I guess. "I mean, can you imagine his first time having to please two women?" 

"I can barely handle pleasing one."

"Don't say that. You're wonderful." And I kissed her to show I meant it.

And she returned the kiss forcefully. Her hands went to my tits immediately. "Are you that horny?" I asked her a little breathlessly.

"Please. I need you."

Ok. We made out for another minute, then she stripped in a rush and was back to me just as quickly. She guided my mouth to her nipples, then down to her snatch. She was dripping wet, and she didn't take long to get off. But she didn't let me go after that.

"Let me please you," she whispered throatily, then without any response on my part she dove between my legs, tongue going crazy on my clit. I was primed and ready to blow, so to speak, so it didn't take much, and I kept her licking through the O and on after it, feeling very pleased indeed.

And then she squeaked and moved to cover herself. I looked up and Liam was coming down the stairs, totally naked. I guess he figured if I could do it, he could. Honestly, Zoe still hasn't quite gotten used to being naked around the house, but she's used to Sveta and I doing it.

Zoe was beet red, stammering all kinds of nonsense. Liam blushed a little too when he understood that he probably shouldn't have come downstairs, but he needed a drink of water and anyway Sveta is at least partially to blame. She could have stopped him. Little minx.

Liam grabbed his drink and beat a hasty retreat, and I had to spend a few minutes reassuring Zoe that it was fine. She wasn't traumatized or anything, just embarrassed at first. Again, I think it was a combination of not being used to just being naked without embarrassment, particularly around boys, and not being used to someone walking through the room while you're fucking, which I get. Sveta still has lingering aspects of the latter. Not everyone has my upbringing.

Anyway, after reassurances, Zoe sent me back upstairs because she said she didn't want me to miss out. And I don't think she was perturbed by this. Which is good.

I came back to the bedroom to find the two co-conspirators fucking again, or still, or whatever. Liam got a little red when he saw me and tried to explain or whatever, but I waved him away and told him it was fine. And I guess it was, mostly. It's part of the Casa Lexi experience to occasionally walk through rooms where people are fucking, so best for everyone to get used to the idea.

I did tell him he owed me an orgasm since Zoe had been interrupted, and like a good boy he asked if I wanted it from his tongue or his cock.

"Have you cum in Sveta twice?" I asked.

"No, I was just getting close."

"Go on, if you want his cock, take it," laughed Sveta.

"I can probably go for four if I take a break," he hastened to reassure me. Ah, the young.

"No, she should get one now," insisted Sveta.

"But I wanted him to fuck my ass," I said, a little petulantly. Like kids with a toy, we are.

"Fine, finish up in me and we'll take a break and then baby can have her buttfuck," laughed Sveta.

Liam flipped her over after she said that and started humping away at her backside, drawing several loud moans from her. I reached down and diddled with one hand while stroking his balls with the other, and shortly afterward I was rewarded by first her orgasm and then his.

Then I went and made dinner. Zoe stopped me and asked, "Um... Should I stay, you know, naked, or are you all putting clothes on?"

"If you're not comfortable, I'll make them put clothes on."

"No, I don't want to do that. I'll just..."

"Whatever you want, honey. This has already been hard for you. No reason to make it more so." 

"I'm fine, really." 

"Ok, if you're sure." She was sure. Like I said, getting used to the idea.

While I was making dinner, Liam came up behind me and started nuzzling my neck. "Can we do it right here?" he murmured.

"Jeez,. I thought you needed a break."

"I did, but then I came down and got a better look at Zoe and..."

"Were you ogling her?" 

"No! I just..."

"Fine. Here, use a little olive oil." The kitchen might be the only room where we don't have lube stashed. 

Which is how Zoe found Liam fucking my ass against the kitchen counter. I only learned this later, given that Liam and I were facing away from the door when Zoe and Sveta came in. According to Zoe, it was pretty hot. So that's good.

There wasn't much spunk when he finally spent in my bowels, but that's okay. Then I finished making dinner, and we all ate naked, and then Liam got himself back together and went home. And Sveta and I tag-teamed Zoe until she begged us to stop.

I had stuff planned for that day too. None of it got done. Ah well. Boys will be boys.