We helped Mai pull out the sofa bed, giving us plenty of room to continue our conversation. Of course, I don't think any of us had conversation in mind. I, at least selfishly, didn't want to talk at all. I didn't know what part I was going to play in our threesome, but I did know I was ready for just about anything. It was impossible to tell what Lonnie was thinking. Glassy eyed and visibly trembling, he looked like a lost teddy bear.
"I guess we all know why we came here. We only have a short weekend to accomplish quite a lot, your ongoing education and my ongoing need to be satisfied. Nobody is going to bother us, so let's strip down to our underwear," Mai instructed.
She wasn't going to get an argument from me. I was already pretty aroused, and I did want to get some of my suffocating clothes off. I turned to my brother and saw that he had already begun flinging discarded garments to the four corners of the room. When he was finally down to his jockey shorts, I could see that he was suffering from his usual erect condition. Mai, on the other hand, was taking her time. She had gotten up from the bed, and was standing in the middle of the floor, swaying to some imagined music.
I immediately stopped undressing, having reached the stage where my bra-less breasts were bared, but my pants were still belted to my hips. I did not want to miss anything the TV woman was going to do.
Her movements were slow and sensual. She ran her hands over her entire body, giving special attention to her breasts, ass, and the faintly discernible mound that marked the juncture of her legs. Although she had not removed one article of her clothing, her actions had already caused my brother to reach inside the waistband of his shorts, and take his straining hardon in his hand.
Both Lonnie and I could see that she was not wearing a bra, but even though the suit was unzipped, her huge tits remained hidden behind the thin fabric. Her cleavage was totally visible, and because of the way the garment was constructed, her exposed skin looked like an arrow, beginning at her tits, and pointing to the small, white panty patch that covered her womanhood.
With a shrugging of her shoulders, the top of the jumpsuit slipped away, revealing her magnificent breasts to our hungry eyes. The skin appeared super-smooth, and her cherry-like nipples were already erect with desire. Tenderly, Mai began massaging her soft mountains of flesh, slowly, starting from the outside and working her way to the nipples.
During this entire time, she continued her erotic swaying. Her rhythm was building, and it was becoming obvious that her hands were starting to become more insistent. They continually pinched and tweaked the darkened flesh, until I thought she was going to pull them from her body. It was while she was doing this that she gave me a mysterious wink. At first, I had no idea what it was for. It was only when she dropped her gaze from my face to my breasts that I flashed back a smile of understanding. It seemed that I was imitating what she was doing to her breasts on my breasts without even realizing it.
When Mai finally stepped completely out of her jumpsuit, she was rewarded with twin gasps of amazement from my brother and me. They were the first sounds to be heard since Mai had begun her dance. The white panties that we thought Mai was wearing were not panties, at all. Actually, it was a filmy G-string that just barely covered her plump mound. When she turned away from us, the only part of the material that was in view was a thin strap that was partially hidden between the tight, muscular cheeks of her ass. When she turned to face us again, we could make out a growing stain of moisture darkening the stark, white fabric that clothed her crotch.
While one hand continued to play with her tits, the other planted itself between her legs. Her eyes had become glazed, and at that point, I don't think she was aware that we were there. After stroking her cloth-covered pussy for a few moments, she began trying to work the flimsy piece of material between her fleshy outer cunt lips by rolling it tight, like the other straps of the abbreviated garment. It was then that I realized that something had changed since the time I had seen her with my father. Her pussy was completely barren of all her pubic hair.
It looked exactly how mine had looked when I was a little girl. I loved the way her fat outer lips glistened in the light. I had begun hoping that she would discard the G-string so I could savor the new, delightful sight.
At that moment, though, Mai had no intention of discarding anything. It was soon apparent what she was using the narrowed strip of cloth for. She was masturbating herself with it. While one hand held the material in the front, the other hand had a hold of the strap in the back. Forward and back, the rolled, dripping material went, whipsawing against the sensitive pussy flesh.
In a matter of minutes, her body began shaking out of control with little animal-like cries escaping from her lips. It seemed like it was going to go on forever, until with one final massive shudder she stood perfectly still. I was just about to get off the bed and come to her aid, when she started staggering toward the bed. Heavily, she fell to the mattress, turned on her back, and pressed both hands tightly to her spent cunt.
Lonnie and I were speechless with awe. Never had we witnessed such an intense display of sexuality. When she finally began to recognize her surroundings, Lonnie and I stood on the bed, and began applauding her performance, calling out "bravos" and "encores" to the delight of the vanquished woman. This went on for a full minute before Mai put her hands in the air and signaled for silence.
"Thank you. Thank you ladies, and gentlemen," she said in her very proper television voice, while making little bowing motions with her head, "the pleasure was all mine. I would like to thank my hands and the little piece of G-string for making it all possible."
Lonnie and I were rolling on the bed, convulsed in laughter. I was trying to get control so I could ask her about her hairless crotch.
"Mai, how come you don't have any pubic hair?" I innocently asked, not wanting to give away the fact that we had spied on her when she was with Daddy.
"Oh, you noticed, huh?" she said, sounding quite amused. "Every four or five months, I run into this lady who likes me enough to give me free favors for certain services rendered. Her main line is removing unwanted and unsightly body hair through the use of wax. Since I always liked the way it looked, I'm able to endure the irritation of the hair growing back. And, with this job, I won't have to worry about that for at least a few weeks. Do you like it?"
Mai then pulled the scanty material to the side, exposing her woman's cunt to our curious eyes. Both Lonnie and I had edged forward until we were no more than a foot from the center of her sexual being. Not only could we see her sex, but we could also smell the muskiness that marked her recent endeavor.
"Do you mind if I touch it?" I asked.
"Me, too?" Lonnie chimed.
"That's what it's there for, boys and girls. First, let me slip out of this sexy piece of nothing. I want you to finish undressing, too, Lana. It's not fair to have you wearing clothes while your brother and I are practically naked," she said, getting up from the bed.
I shed my slacks as Mai stepped out of her G-string. For the first time since Mai arrived in our life, she really looked at me. I was wearing, what I thought my sexiest underpants. They were skimpy and bordered by lace, but the best thing was the color, a fire engine red. Since my skin is very fair, I believed the bright color contrasted well. But I don't think it was the bright color that got to my brother. It was probably the large, damp stain that framed my pubic mound.
"Well! Well!" Mai exclaimed, patting the bulge in Lonnie's jockey shorts. "It looks like your sister got a little turned on during my striptease. Not only does she like boys, but she also seems to have a wet spot in her heart and drawers for women, as well."
My embarrassment didn't last long. I was still, too, interested in Mai's hairless cunt. She had by this time removed my brother's underpants, and was gently caressing his erect cock. I moved closer to my target by crawling, face forward, between her legs. I stopped when I was only inches from her porcelain-smooth pussy.
Not only was I able to see and smell the sexual wonders of the woman, but now I was in a position to feel the heat that emanated from her loins. There was no sign of hair stubble, and you had to look close to see the empty hair follicles. For the first time in my life, I reached out and sexually touched the flesh of another female. That first, light, fingertip touch to the smooth, soft skin of the outer pussy lips was enough to elicit an instant response from Mai. Grinding her ass into the bed, she swung her legs open to the maximum spread. This movement dramatically pulled apart the labia, and revealed the hot, pink flesh that resided within.
While I was doing my investigation of Mai's most private parts, she and my brother had their lips locked together in a passionate kiss. She continued to stroke his manhood while he, in turn, feverishly pawed at her beautiful breasts. I could see by his insistent movements and the fervent pressure he was applying on her tits, that he was reaching a stage in his arousal when he was very shortly going to shoot his creamy seed into Mai's stroking hand.
Mai, too, saw that his come was imminent, and quickly removed her pleasure-giving appendage from his overheated tool. Lonnie groaned at the absence of her hand. He broke the kiss, staring wordless at Mai, waiting for the reason for her sudden withdrawal.
"The reason I stopped, big boy, was because I want you to stick your big piece of meat into my cunt, and fuck the ass off me. Do you want to do that?" Mai asked.
"Oh, wow!" was all that Lonnie was able to say.
"I guess that means yes, right? Just shake your head if you want to fuck me," said Mai, watching him shake his head up and down like an idiot. Turning to me she said, "You get in there real close. I want you to see what it looks like before it happens to you. After I finish with your brother, we'll figure out some way to take care of you. Okay?"
I nodded my head, yes, and waited for her to motion my brother into position before putting myself in a good place to witness the proceedings. She had Lonnie lie flat on his back, leaving his powerful erection pointing toward the ceiling. I moved to the right side, even with his hip, giving myself an outstanding view of the soon-to-be commenced action. Mai rose up, placing both knees astride his body, and began to lower herself until his jutting prick and her waiting cunt were properly in line and almost in contact.
Just the anticipation of Lonnie's cock penetrating her womanhood seemed to reopen Mai's cunt lips like a blooming flower. I could actually make out the inner workings of the soon-to-be fucked pussy. With one hand, she reached back and took hold of his manly prick, guiding it to the rich, pink flesh that housed her most exquisite sensations. Using the angry, purple head, just like she had used the G-string not minutes before, she repeatedly stroked the entire length of her cunt crease.
I watched in awe as her juice started running down her thighs, pooling in the dark, curly pubic hair of my waiting brother. As I continued to watch, I could see her pussy wink in invitation and her little clit push its way out past the fleshy covering. I was feeling my own tits and cunt respond to the marvelous sight.
Mai finally steered the head of my brother's straining cock into position. She began lowering her hips, forcing his prick to slice through her hot, buttered cunt on its journey to the source of her extraordinary heat. Her pussy hole was steadily opening until the mushroomed head was engulfed by the clinging muscles of her well-practiced vagina. Slowly, his cock disappeared into her body. It was truly a breathtaking sight, and I was afraid that if I blinked my eyes, I would miss part of the erotic coupling.
When Lonnie's weapon was totally sheathed in the cunt holster, I noticed my own condition. My erect nipples had become almost painful, forcing me to try to soothe them with the palms of my hands. My young pussy was something else. Never before were the nerve endings so sensitive without being touched. That secret place needed soothing too, but I forced myself to avoid the temptation. Mai had promised that I was next. I couldn't believe she would let me down.
I returned my attention to the action taking place scant inches from my face. Mai was slowly raising and lowering herself on my brother's swollen organ, making it appear and disappear. Every time she came all the way down, she took a second to rub her pleasure button against the hard surface of Lonnie's pubic bone. It was a true treat to watch an experienced woman fuck, not to mention the spectacle of a hairless pussy literally swallow a man-sized prick.
Moving to the rear to get a different angle of the proceedings, I noticed the tightly clenched asshole of the woman. It was really very pretty, and I yearned to touch it. I hoped that Mai wouldn't mind because I knew that now was not the time to ask her for permission. I began by stroking the smooth, white globes of her buttocks. It seemed like she was enjoying the added touch because she gave her tail end a little wiggle of acknowledgement. Each of my strokes was bringing me closer to her little eye, and Mai was doing nothing to discourage these back-door advances.
When I finally touched it, Mai reared up and almost lost Lonnie's cunt-fucking cock. I pulled my hand away quickly. The last thing I wanted to do was interrupt her pleasure.
"Oh, Lana, don't stop! I love to feel my asshole touched. Oh yes, stroke it, put your finger in it! Fuck my asshole!" she cried.
My finger practically flew back to the target. Permission had been officially granted. I brought my fingers up a little bit farther, and helped myself to gobs of her copious love juice. I smeared it all down her ass crack, concentrating on thoroughly lubricating the tiny hole. Just this gentle touching seemed to relax the wrinkled orifice, and allow the tip of my middle finger to bury itself inside. It was warm and tight, and the effect it had on Mai's hips confirmed, in my own mind the categorization of the asshole as a fabulous sexual organ.
I continued to push my finger in slowly until it had totally disappeared in her back-door channel. Using the same rhythm as her fuck strokes, I began pumping my finger in and out. When she started to speed up the rise and fall of her hips, I kept in time with my finger in her ass. Lonnie also followed the rhythm, rising off the bed to meet the woman's downward thrusts.
"Oh, yes, Lonnie, I love the feel of your man-sized cock! It gets so far inside, I can almost taste it! And, you, Lana, just keep finger-fucking my asshole! Oh, damn, I'm going to fucking come already! Oh…!" Mai screamed. She was slamming herself down on my brother with hip-pounding violence.
It was not difficult to see that Lonnie was right with her. His face was twisted and his own hips were slamming back at the blonde-haired woman with an equal dose of ferocity.
It was becoming more difficult to keep my finger planted in the butt of the out-of-control woman. Somehow, though, I knew that I must. To take it out at this time might spoil everything. I knew, even this early in my sexual life, that I would enjoy the same thing if somebody did it to me. The feel of my brother's cock through the thin membrane that separated the vagina from the rectum was enough to make me want this to happen to me as often as possible.
With one final thrust, they came hard together. The powerful spasms could be felt starting in her asshole, and rippling through the rest of her body. The strength of Mai's asshole was surprising, clamping down on my finger to such a degree that I started to worry she would swallow it. But thankfully, instead of removing it, I let it stay, and was rewarded by the feel of my brother beginning to eject his boiling cum. His wonderful cock would expand and contract while he spurted his essence deep inside the cock-milking cunt. Unfortunately, it was over too quickly, with Mai falling, exhausted, into Lonnie's arms, trapping his deflating cock in her cum-filled pussy. My finger, though, stayed where it was, enjoying the heat and feel of her asshole.
Too soon, I had to withdraw my finger from the relaxing woman because my own condition was demanding attention. I figured that it might be awhile before they recovered, and my body could not wait another minute. My soaked-through panties were quickly thrown to the floor, and my fingers found the place that promised to give me the release from the sexual tension that, for so long, held me prisoner. My crotch and thighs were dripping with my juices, a tribute to the sexual display that I had just witnessed.
I was just getting comfortable, prior to stroking myself to orgasm, when my brother's face came into my field of vision, and he forced his lips on mine. It was the first kiss I had ever had of a sexual nature. His exploring tongue and sucking lips brought another dimension to what was becoming a crash course in sex.
Next, his hands found my tits. He was gentle but strong, appearing to have a knack for doing the right thing to each part of the female body. At first, he teased my straining nipples with light, feather-like touches. Gradually, he began increasing the pressure until he was squeezing the dark, erect flesh between his fingers.
I was just about ready to push one of his hands into my burning crotch when I felt strange hands begin stroking the insides of my well-spread thighs. Although I couldn't see who was bringing such exquisite pleasure to my lower body, I knew it had to be Mai. I had touched her intimately during the fuck session with Lonnie, and now she was going to return the favor and satisfy me.
Two out of the three most important people in my world were making love to my wanting body. The only person missing was my Daddy. It was mind-boggling to realize that the more I began becoming involved with my sexual being, the more I began thinking of him as a vital part of my sexual education. I knew that it was wrong to have sex with my brother. I knew that it was wrong to have sex with Mai Widner, my father's mistress. And I knew it would be wrong to have sex with my father. But for some unknown reason, I felt no guilt. Because of this strange situation, I was not going to easily forget what I had already experienced, nor did I have any intention of giving up hope for the possibilities I longed for in the future. I was becoming a sexual person, and I wanted the people I loved to be part of my sexual life.
My brother was paying homage to my tits with his lips, his tongue, and his mouth. He seemed to be really enjoying his work because, out of the corner of my eye, I could see his manhood swelling in resurgence. Down below, Mai was treating my crotch with a tenderness I didn't think was possible. Indeed, she was an experienced woman who knew intimately the nuances of the female body, and with that knowledge, she was coaxing the most remarkable feelings from mine. I was coming closer and closer to sublime ecstasy.
By the time I believed Mai was giving my body the ultimate in pleasure, I realized I was mistaken. She placed her hands under the cheeks of my ass and lifted the bottom half of my body off the bed, totally exposing my wide-opened crotch to a new and unknown element of erotic technique, her mouth.
She started on my fleshy labia by trying to suck both of those puffy lips into her mouth. The right one first, then the left. I was already on the verge of climaxing, and she had just begun. If I thought her mouth was driving me crazy, I was totally unprepared for her tongue. She used it like a paint brush, making broad strokes that began at my asshole, and ended just past my bursting clit. These strokes were incredibly slow, covering all my screaming nerve endings. This went on for, at least, five of the most happily torturous moments of my life. It was unbelievable that there was more to come.
Her next trick was to concentrate her tongue exclusively on my asshole. She lathered it with both her saliva and my natural juices, and commenced to try to drive her tongue through the heavily muscled ring. The sensation was so intense that my asshole puckered tightly, making it impossible for her tongue to travel very far. It took only a few seconds, though, to get used to the feeling. As soon as I began to relax, Mai buried it to the limit. She pumped it in and out before alternating with a side-to-side flicking. Again, I thought, it was the best new sensation of my life.
Suddenly, she withdrew her tongue, but before I could mourn its absence, she replaced it with her thick, juice-covered thumb. It was the widest object I had ever had imbedded in my asshole, and it made me believe that I could have easily accepted something quite a bit larger. My gaze fell on Lonnie's resurrected prick, and I filed away that possibility of it for future use.
Mai kept her thumb working and attacked my cunt with her persistent tongue. She repeated the actions she had used on my asshole while adding a few new erotic twists. Even without her touching my clit, I thought I was going to come.
But Mai was anticipating me. Her mouth left my steaming cunt, but not before, again, filling the empty hole. This time she used two fingers, sinking them as deep as my virgin membrane would allow. It was only then that Mai's tongue found its way to my super-sensitive joy button.
Her tongue was like a snake's, flicking continually at my ultra-heated tissue. Even with her various fingers lodged in my orifices, my hips gyrated and bucked, almost disengaging the pleasure-giving mouth from my blood-filled trigger.
The familiar contractions started deep inside of me, but with both my hungry holes filled and feeding on finger-flesh, I knew that this orgasm was going to be my most fantastic. My entire body was convulsing out of control, and my skin seemed to have reached a temperature of two-hundred degrees. My mouth-sucked nipples and tongue-lashed clit felt like they were going to explode. Never before had my body been so passionately wracked. To stifle my orgasmic scream, I had to bite down hard on my lips. Finally, I passed out from the maddening sensations.
I don't know how long I was out, but when I came to, I found that I was heading for another orgasm. Mai had taken my sensitive clitoral nub between her lips, and seemed to be trying to suck it down her throat. Her tongue was whipping the tip, bringing me again to the door of ultimate heaven.
With my sexual throes building and building, my brother loomed in front of me, and filled my face with his erect, ready-to-come prick. The expression on his face told me he was moments away from his own orgasm, and his ferocious cock-pumping confirmed it. Before, I closed my eyes as I was about to come, but this time I didn't.
The key to this orgasm was the white cream, that began to shoot from the tiny hole in the mushroomed-head of his prick, splashing warmly on my face. My tongue tried to get as much of the drippings as was possible in my frenzied state. But I was finding it a more difficult task than I could have imagined. It seems the climactic waves of my second consecutive orgasm were washing over my body with no less intensity than the first. To my sexually whipped mind, the sensations seemed to last for hours.
Mai left the vee of my legs and replaced Lonnie in front of my cum-covered face. Quite tenderly, she began kissing my lips with an emotion that I could only construe as love. After a long and delightful moment, she broke the kiss and gave my face a thorough tongue bath, ridding my flushed skin of the produce of my brother's spent passion.
I was too exhausted to utter my sincere thanks to Mai and my brother, but I'm sure they saw it in my glistening eyes. Placing my head on the blonde woman's voluptuous chest and closing my hand around Lonnie's virile but dormant organ, I closed my eyes and slept the sleep of the ravished.