Barstow – The Morning After

Literotic asexstories – Barstow – The Morning After by MrPixel,MrPixel
A particularly groggy foursome is untangling themselves from each other in their bed, clinging together after quite a night of wholesale debauchery at a new-to-them dive in a farm town. They have been awakened by whining puppies looking for their people, but the dogs are locked up in “their room”, otherwise known as Steve’s office.

“Ignore ’em,” Emily grumbles in her stupor. “Anna took care of them before she left.”

“When was that?” Debbie mutters.

“Seven,” Ellie mumbles.

Steve’s eyes are still closed, trying in vain to resume his sleep. “Check the time,” he groans under his breath.

“Shit!” Emily blurts. “It’s nine-thirty!”

She reaches across Ellie to feel around for Steve’s penis. He doesn’t even flinch.

“I gotta take care of the dogs. Who wants his morning wood?”

“My turn!” Debbie requests, and wedges between Ellie and Steve to claim her prize.

“Awwww,” Ellie pouts.

Deb chuckles, “Steve?”

“Oh, okay,” he moans. “El? Climb on.”

Debbie is quick to take Steve in cowgirl, and helps little Ellie to straddle Steve’s chest facing him, encouraging El to lean back into her to as she scoots into his face for some comforting cunni while Deb cups and caresses El’s breasts. It may be routine by now, but the lovers are good about making sure everyone “gets theirs”.

Emily has rolled herself off the bed and is standing there for a moment to smile at her lovers’ lovemaking.

A soft hum can be heard from the other end of the house.

“They’re here,” Emily softly informs the trio on hearing the garage door open. She steps into the hall on her way to greet her husband and wife returning from their own night of unrestrained sex play.

Em greets Jackson and Cyan with a slightly sarcastic, “You guys have a good time? Hang on. I need to let the dogs out.”

“You just getting up?” Jackson asks, noting her “pillow hair” and telltale squint.

“Yeah. Anna stayed over and fed ’em before she left this morning.”

“Geez. Just how late were you guys out?”

“Got home around three. New place isn’t bad. Not fancy, but nice owner and nice crowd. Friendly local cop.”

“Uh. How friendly, Em?”

“We’ll talk about it over breakfast. I guess you guys ate at the hotel. Coffee and tea?”

Cyan confirms, “Yeah, start the kettle for me if you don’t mind. Where are Ellie and Steve?”

“Still in bed with Debbie.”

“Oh?”

“We picked her up on the way.”

“So. The Three Musketeers and d’Artagnan. You guys burn the place down?”

“Breakfast.”

Jax and Cy chuckle. They know their lovers well and fully expect quite the story.

Emily starts fooling around with breakfast fixin’s, warming up the griddle for eggs and… undecided. She turns the griddle off to wait for the crew to emerge.

“You guys want to go look in on ’em? They ought to be up by now. Oh. They are. I hear the shower going.”

Cyan smirks, “Well, that’s going to be another half-hour! Why don’t you join them and Jax and I will bring our stuff in and change clothes.”

Emily skips off to the master shower and is met with giggles, chuckles and squeaks as everybody reaches for a grope.

“What do you think?” Cyan asks Jackson.

“An awful lot of fun noises are coming out of that bathroom, Cy. They apparently had a good time. It’s only a question of how good.”

“Well we have nothing to be ashamed of, do we?” Cyan chuckles.

“No. We. Don’t! Your friend Ted saw us come in and it was all over but the cryin’!”

“Yes it does!” she laughs. “It pays to have friends in low places! Can you fetch the bags? I’m gonna get undressed for the tub.”

“Okay. Plans after that and breakfast?”

“Catching some early rays. Weather guy said sunny all day. Join me in the tub?”

“Good by me.”

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Steve emerges from the hallway, closely tailed by Emily, Ellie, and Debbie. They’re all smiles and giggles as they bump, touch and poke at each other. Emily reaches between Steve’s legs to give his nuts a good squeeze.

“Hey!”

The ladies laugh.

The foursome throw their towels down on the dinette chairs to shield their bare butts from the vinyl and vice versa. Jax and Cy have toweled off from the hot tub and are already seated, sipping from their cups and chuckling to themselves over the gang’s silliness.

“What’s for breakfast?” Debbie asks, mostly seriously.

“Up to you,” starts Em’s smart-ass reply. “Whatcha gonna fix?”

Deb smirks at Emily, the others all chuckle.

Steve sort of moans, “Not all that hungry. I might nuke a cinnamon bun to go with my coffee.”

Cyan rolls her eyes at her husband. She’s been on his case to cut back on the sweet breads. Wives do that.

Emily glances to Ellie in inquiry. Ellie shrugs her shoulders.

Em is just short of throwing her hands up at them and giving up. “Well, given the level of enthusiasm evident here, I’m going to heat-up the griddle for eggs. How do you guys want yours?”

“Over medium,” Debbie requests.

“Fricaseed,” Ellie quips.

Emily glares at Ellie, “You’ve been spending too much time around Steven. Over medium it is.”

Lots of eye-rolls and smirks at the goofy repartee.

Jackson rises to retrieve the coffeemaker carafe to warm-up everyone’s cups. Pouring Ellie’s, his bending over next to her to pour puts his package at her eye level, which amuses her. Time to tease. She flicks the business end of his cock to watch it sway.

“You seem a little floppier than usual this morning, Jax. Four naked cuties at the table here and that’s all you can manage?”

“He had a good time last night,” Cyan snickers. “And this morning.”

“‘He’? Or ‘We’?” Emily challenges. The others are amused by this.

“Oh, just him. I was busy.”

Elbows on the table, Ellie and Debbie rest their chins on their hands, glaring at Jax in a mocking expectation of tales in the offing. “Do tell!” Debbie grins accusingly.

“Guys!” Jackson protests.

Cyan chuckles and starts in, “Ted set us up for good times. We came into the bar together and sat together. Once he verified that it was a play night, he started directing interest our way.”

“Oh? Still together?”

“Only for a moment! We told him we were each cruisin’ for our own fun and he asked me, ‘Cool. Wanna?’ I grinned in response and he peeled me away, taking me into the back room to ‘start the evening with a bang.’ A quick bang, leaning me over some cases of booze, and a promise of more when he was off. Jax?”

Jackson sighs, “Yeah. There were three young ladies a couple of stools down from us well into their second cocktail of some sort. They saw me chuckle at Cy disappearing with Ted, and put two and two together immediately. They shifted to the seats next to me, with one bracketing on my right who was damn forward — strong drinks, remember — I swear the first words out of her mouth were, ‘You guys are here to fuck around.’ She had her hand on my thigh and was inching it up my shorts leg and toward my junk. All I did was smile, and all three were all but rolling around on the floor in laughter.”

“Gawd, Jax,” Emily muses. “That was an awfully quick score. Even for us!”

“Oh, don’t cha’ know it! Cutie on my left… gawd… they were all skinny and ohmygosh adorable!… asked me, ‘Your room or ours?’ I told them I needed to wait for Cy to return so we could touch base, and then we could go up to their room.”

Steve asks, “How was it you lucked into pretty girls, Jax?”

“Well, I eventually found out they were there for a pageant, ‘Miss Illinois Concrete Mixer’ or something really silly like that. They did explain there was some nice scholarship money that went along with it, so they put up with the nonsense.”

“Oh kay! College girls again! You’re the man with that, Jackson!”

The ladies giggle.

“Oh, yeah! Two were UofI, one was from Eastern. But these girls were smart, and were after the money for grad school. Not like those chicks in Florida.”

“You get their numbers?” Debbie leers with a big grin.

“All three.”

“Wow!” Steve chuckles. “Bottom line?”

“Cy and Ted showed up, the girls gave them grief with ‘Nice fuck?’ and shit like that. I had Ted put their drinks on our tab and we went upstairs. Gawd, Steve! We played for like three hours. We had an incredible time, especially as they started to sober up and get serious.”

“Who got you? How’d they decide?”

“Well one certainly did. Rock, paper, scissors.”

Everybody is cracking up visualizing that.

“Did they?”

“They sure did! Steve? I’d be on one, and I swear the other two would be in 69, almost every time!”

“You tell ’em about us, Jax?” Ellie is curious.

“A little. They were fascinated. One commented, ‘Well that’s different!’ In appreciation, actually. We might have introduced them to something special they didn’t think possible.”

Emily is smirking. “We only have half a story here. Who’d you sleep with, and Cy said something about this morning.”

“You’re not going to let me get away with anything here, are you?”

Steve, Emily, Ellie, and Debbie, all in unison, “Nope!” They laugh.

“All right, dammit! One of the girls, Lexie, was rooming with another girl. After we all got dressed and said our good nights, Lex asked me to follow her to her room to meet her roommate, another pageant contestant. Dana was really nice, too! Lex took her into the bathroom for a private chat. Next thing I knew they were both naked and draping themselves against me, inviting me to sleep with the two of them. So I did. I texted Cy to tell her where I was. No response beyond a thumbs-up.”

Cyan protests, “Damn, Jax! I was busy!”

Everyone chuckles.

“And…?” Debbie grins.

Jax sighs, “Yeah. I was back and forth with both and came in Dana. The sandwich after was really nice. They were sweet. I left their room around six or so since they had a required breakfast with the event sponsors, and found our room empty. I sort of crashed on one of the beds.”

Ellie makes the point, “Okay. There’s more to come, I suspect.”

Cyan nods and smiles. Steve’s smile turns bemused, Emily and Debbie have raised eyebrows. They have a hunch what’s coming next is especially delicious.

“There’s a soft knock on the door. It was too early for housekeeping. I drag myself to the door and check the peephole to find two women standing there, one appearing to be a little older. Both seemed to be underdressed, just long tees or nightshirts or something. I crack the door open to see what this is about.”

“Here it comes!” Cyan laughs.

“‘Hi!’ greets the older of the two. ‘I’m Mona, Lexie’s mom, and this is her older sister Stephanie. May we come in?’ My heart is now in the pit of my stomach. I’ve been caught boinking her daughter, and she’s in my hotel room for who-knows-what.”

Jaws are dropped around the breakfast table.

Jackson goes on, “The next thing I know, Mom tells her daughter, ‘Go ahead, Steph. Lex said they don’t come much nicer than Jackson here.’ Both remove the little they were wearing, and step forward for my shirt and shorts.”

“Holy fuckin’ fuck!” Debbie exclaims. Steve is absolutely wide-eyed. Ellie and Emily are challenged in catching their breath.

“Yeah. Mother-daughter tag team. Un-fucking-believable. Mona is stunningly beautiful. Like Cy. You would never know she had two college-age daughters. An incredible fuck, too. Gawd. Both were! It was an unbelievable romp with them. Turns out Mona was also a pageant queen in her day and parlayed that into a modeling career, bringing her daughters up in various pageant circuits for the same. Turns out there’s a sexual component simmering underneath.”

“And that’s about when I walked in,” Cyan grins.

“Uhhhhhhh…” Steve is dumbfounded.

“They invited me into the bed. We played real good.”

A stunned silence fills the room, only broken by one of the dogs scratching at the patio door to be let in.

“Professional sex,” Ellie mumbles.

“Yeah,” Emily agrees. “Not prostitution, but damn close, with fancy gowns and tiaras. Cy? What’s your story? It’s going to be pretty hard to top Jax’s experience.”

“I was doing the event sponsors.”

They all couldn’t laugh hard enough! Steve almost fell off his chair, Ellie and Debbie are standing up hugging and leaning into each other in their laughter. Emily can’t stop laughing and is shaking her head at this recollection, recognizing that they have been out-sexed. Cyan and Jackson are grinning like cats that ate the canary.

Once things calmed down, Jackson looks at Cyan. “Your turn with the details.”

“Not much to tell, really. Mostly our normal routine, pick up a guy or two at the bar, fuck ’em hard and get ’em off, then send ’em on their way. Men are easy.”

“Any elevator nudity?” Emily chuckles. “We know you!”

“Every gawd damn time!” Cy laughs. “One guy was really startled when I lifted my dress off. He jizzed in his pants before we got up to his room. I gave him a chance to clean up and played with him a little, but not too long before going back down to the bar for another.”

“All told?”

“Seven not counting the last guy. I slept with him.”

“What about Ted?”

“It was last call, and he was tuned into my making a connection with the last one, so he said, ‘Have fun. Another night.’ Guy’s name was Logan. Younger, nicely hung, uncut, knew how to make a lady happy. Nice cuddler.”

Steve asks, “You have a chance to talk with any of ’em about what goes on with pageants? Obviously you didn’t have Jax’s insight yet, but they had to say something about it.”

“A couple did. I questioned whether anyone had been caught with their pants down with the pretty young ladies. One mumbled a couple things then said, ‘Not any more.’ I asked Logan about it but didn’t get much more than there was a big scandal several years ago. He did say the scandal was sex in exchange for wins.” Cy sighs. “Gawd. I know what you guys are thinking, but no. ‘Miss’ contests are 18- to 28-year olds. They’re all adults.”

Steve muses, “Interesting. I think that sort of explains why both of you got the action you did. The sex remains an unspoken undercurrent, but organizers are excluded from touching the girls and vice versa. That’s got to suck for them. Jax? Right place, right time, dude! Gawd, guy. Mother-daughter stuff is purely an urban legend porn trope. A unicorn. Nobody scores that!”

Jax chuckles, “Well, like talking M&Ms, Steve, they do exist.”

Everybody laughs at the TV commercial reference.

“Guys?” Cyan glares at Steve and Emily. “Spill! If y’all were out ’til three, you were up to no good yourself!”

Steve pushes back, “Well you knew that the moment you saw Anna here!”

“Yeah,” Cyan smirks. “And when Emily revealed that Debbie was here this morning.”

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There is a necessary quiet around the table as everybody attempts to finish their breakfast before everything gets colder than it already was during Cy and Jax’s recounting of their insane night at the hotel. Jackson, especially, is going to lord this over Steve for much of the foreseeable future.

Steve smirks at Jax, “You guys couldn’t repeat any of that if you tried!”

Jax just laughs.

The coffeemaker just finished the second batch for the morning and Jax again is warming-up everybody’s cuppa. Steve reaches back to squeeze Jax’s testicles as Jax is pouring into his cup, but Jax is prepared and feigns “accidentally” mis-pouring into Steve’s naked lap. Guys will be guys, and the ladies are guffawing at their nonsense.

“Y’all weren’t doin’ nuthin’ last night!” Jackson glares at Steve. “I looked inside the van when we came home. You put the bed in the back, and the sheets are all balled up. Pretty clear you guys were cruisin’ for fucks in a big way, and got ’em!”

Steve smiles at this and offers, “One of you guys want to start this?”

Ellie giggles, “I will! Did Em tell you guys about Cantrall yesterday afternoon?”

Cyan shakes her head. “No. You know we were dealing with the cop crap. Didn’t have much time to talk about anything else before we left.”

Emily jumps in, “DeeDee found us a new dive to play at.”

“Was it safe?”

“More than you would expect. El? Go ahead.”

“You already figured out we arranged our evening to include Deb. Late dinner at Sandy’s where we most definitely couldn’t be ourselves.”

“Why’s that?” Cyan furrows her brow at this. It doesn’t compute.

“Regional manager subbing for Sandy,” Deb informs. “She had the night off.”

“Oh, yeah. She and Rick went to that concert in St. Louis.”

“Anyway,” Ellie continues, “Em and I figured that if we were going catting around especially someplace where sex was possibly in the open, we’d pull out all the stops.”

“Steven’s leather slave collars,” Jackson moans. “Turning it up from simmer to a full boil.”

“Naked, too.”

“Fuckin’ kidding me! Really? And Deb was with this? Em? This after the cop thing?”

Debbie has a big grin into her coffee cup, “Oh yeah.”

Emily chuckles, “Like that was going to stop me?”

Cyan asks, “You had a backup plan, right? Clothes, at least?”

Ellie responds, “Of course. We all had play dresses on just in case it wasn’t as good a situation as DeeDee inferred to Emily.”

“Wow. Okay,” Jax acknowledges. “That makes sense. And Steve did his thing when you got there, going inside first to check on things before committing you guys.”

“Got it. He came back with a report that everything was cool and we were not to be concerned. In fact…”

Emily interrupts, “He came back with the report that DeeDee was naked on the pool table servicing a bunch of guys.”

“What?” Cyan is startled. “She doesn’t play with random guys like that!”

Steve counters, “She doesn’t. The story I got from the bartender was that in the several weeks she’s been a regular, she has insisted that the men ‘qualify’ to get access. Pure Denise, all the way. The occasion was a party for just the approved guys, with the last of the doctor paperwork submitted last Wednesday. Everybody there had been tested clean.”

“And you walked right in and weren’t questioned about it?”

“She ID’ed me and the girls right away as her lovers. No problems.”

Deb adds to that, “Yeah. Our intro was amazing. Stevie here sure knows how to make an entrance. He had the crowd wrapped around his little finger on ‘hello’.”

“What’d he do?” Jax asks.

Emily takes it, “Well, for one thing, the three of us left our dresses in the van. We were nude ‘cept for the leather collars.”

Jax chuckles, “So? That’s almost a given.”

“He opens the door wide and shows us in. We lined up, and he made it clear with his wrist cuff that we were his.”

“And…?”

“On spotting us, a guy in the back shouted, “Holy fuck!” Heads spun around and the place went dead silent. Pin-drop silent. Dee said hello to Steve, he called her “Denise”. Heh. One guy asked if he was her husband. Gawd. Talk about commanding the room.”

Ellie chuckles, “Who was it who asked if we were his slaves?”

Jax smirks, “And of course Steve told them his usual about you all being very much your own person, blah blah blah.”

“Don’t remember. But you got it. Talk about respect!”

Cyan wonders, “No hassles? What happened after this grand entrance?”

Debbie laughs, “We fucked everybody! It was crazy! Gawd. I had so much fun!”

Jackson is shaking his head, “A three-way gangbang, basically. Debbie? Wasn’t this a first time for this kind of shit for you? Em and El both have their cred with this.”

“Four, Jax. DeeDee was in on the action, too. And, no, not exactly.”

“Okay, Deb,” Steve frowns. “This I don’t know about.”

“College, senior year, week before graduation. Five of the V-girls and I raided a fraternity at three in the morning. We dragged their pompous asses out of bed and basically raped ’em.”

“You can’t rape a soft cock.”

“Oh, we were bad. It was a couple of hours after a party. We’d spiked their punch with Viagra pills we’d powdered. Besides, once they got with the program they were very willing participants. Horny college guys with endless hard-ons, Stevie!”

Ellie’s laughing, “Oh, gawd, Deb! There was chatter I overheard in the faculty cafeteria, but this is the first confirmation it really happened. You’re so evil! I love it!”

Steve is chuckling to himself and shaking his head. “Okay. Where were we?”

Cyan smirks, “They had fucked everybody last night. How many?”

“Not that many,” Emily admits. “I didn’t count, but there may have been 18 or 20 guys altogether. Five guys apiece, but it wasn’t evenly distributed. I know I got seven.”

“Including Phil? You polished him off, girlie.”

“Oh. Yeah. Okay. Eight. And then Stu in the van. Nine.”

“Stu? Phil?” Jackson asks.

Steve answers that. “Phil owns the place and was bartending. Stu’s the village cop.”

“But I got Stu first!” Debbie laughs.

Steve half-moans, half-chuckles, “Multiple cocks in multiple pussies. Scoring not important. I will say that Ellie was making several trips to the ladies’ room to clean up.”

“I got my share, Stevie-poo!”

Everybody cracks up.

Jackson challenges Steve, “Now what were you doing? You don’t make mention of any other women.”

“That’s ’cause there weren’t any! I kept my clothes on, watching out for everybody, making sure the ladies were having a good time, and were safe. Just my normal supervisor thing.”

“No hassles, really?”

“Not a one! Like Ellie said, the respect was palpable. I got lots of back-slaps and handshakes. And one guy who was incredulous, asking how in the hell do I keep up with all of them, ’cause they sure were plowing through the crowd. It wasn’t the time or place to educate him about love and dedication trumping all.”

“Awwww,” the ladies and Jax express their appreciation.

“What’s the owner like?” Cyan inquires.

“Nice guy. I spent most of the evening sitting at the bar chatting with him. He was very appreciative of our entertaining his patrons. In fact, he offered to split the take for the evening with us! Turned out everybody was thinking they were buying our drinks, and he was paid at least ten times over for the little we did have.”

“What did Dee think of your showing-up like y’all did?”

“Oh, she expressed mild regrets about our ‘takeover’, she called it, but she was not surprised. I got a couple of nice hugs and kisses out of it, so she was certainly okay.”

“Okay,” Jackson glares at Emily. “There’s more to this. There’s got to be! You guys didn’t just lightly kiss the men goodnight and quietly retreat to the van. Em, I know you! Ellie, too! Debbie? What mess did they drag you into? And you still haven’t explained the bed!”

Emily grins, sticks her tongue out at him and chuckles, “I can’t take the blame this time! Ellie has a story though. El?”

Ellie laughs, “Maybe one or two. You ain’t so innocent here yourself!”

Debbie is laughing.

“Steve?” Jax glares at him for a straight answer.

“I’m not telling, but it’s not really all that bad. Just more fun. Our kind of fun! Ellie? You can start with the two guys.”

“Two naked guys!” she giggles. “I borrowed the key from Stevie and dragged two buff young men out to the van after making them strip and leave their clothes inside.”

“To do what?” Jackson insists.

“Spitroast. There really wasn’t any good place for that in the bar, and Debbie had the one sofa tied up.”

Debbie grins.

“Then apparently Steve asked or suggested DeeDee check on us.”

“Oh, that was her idea. Any excuse to be nude outside. You know that with her.”

“Anyway, she peered in the windows just as the guys were about to cum. They were spooked, but I calmed ’em down enough to finish the job, and we went back to the bar with their soft cocks flapping in the breeze. As I was locking the van Dee suggested we explore the train tracks that were just around the block. She’d heard about the train fun from Emily and wanted to see what it was about.”

Cyan rolls her eyes. “Gawd. Trains again. Steven, that’s all your fault!”

Steve chuckles to himself. “No, guys. I wasn’t expecting anything on those tracks. It’s a minor line. Phil even said just two or three trains a week. Of course…”

Emily laughs, “Perfect timing. We heard a train horn in the distance.”

“Yeah. Phil was just as surprised as I was.”

Em continues, “I ran out to catch up with Dee and Ellie, but couldn’t find ’em. Deb caught up with me, followed by Steven.”

Jackson is shaking his head, smirking. “So four naked cuties out in public all itchin’ to show their bodies to the train crew. Yeah. Sorta familiar.”

“Deb and I were at the crossing on the main highway and never did see the others, but heard the horn not too far from us just blastin’ away.”

“Obviously at DeeDee and Ellie,” Cyan surmises. “And you guys?”

“No horn for us, they were expecting us. One was on the front platform with his pants down wanking his dick, the other was hanging out of the cab window wagging his tongue offering cunni.”

“Incredible. Now what?”

“Steve jogged around the block to fetch the van while we hid in the shrubbery waiting for Dee and El.”

“So after Steve got back you guys were in the van waiting. Then what?”

“They hopped in just as the train cleared the crossing. Seconds later a car pulled up behind the van. A cop car.”

“Shit! Not again!”

“Not to worry,” Debbie assuages, “it was Stuart. I mentioned doing ‘im in the bar. After he and Stevie exchanged pleasantries and a couple of laughs, he noticed the bed, and Steve invited him to try it.”

“But after he stripped naked for us!” Emily laughs.

Jackson sighs, “Okay. Who got ‘im that time?”

“I did!” Em giggles.

“So with that mission accomplished, you guys wrapped up your night.”

“Nope!” Deb laughs.

“Hopeless. You guys are hopeless,” Jax smirks.

Ellie breaks in, “Not that bad, Jackson. We went back to the bar for Steve to settle the tab and loaded back up to head home. Barely a minute out of town, Deb requested a naked hike down the otherwise deserted highway.”

Cyan is really appreciative of this. “Oh, that’s really nice, Deb. Good for you.”

Emily adds, “Proves without a doubt she’s one of us!”

Deb gives Em a side hug.

Debbie muses wistfully, “It was wonderful. Us, the stars, and the warm breeze against our skin. Nothing in the way. How long were we out there, Steve?”

“A little over five minutes, I guess. I gathered them up in time to stay ahead of a pair of headlights behind us.”

Cyan muses, “It’s a little tough here to gauge who had the better time. I’ll call it a draw.”

“We’re not scoring wins here, dear,” Steve responds. “I’m gratified by it all. We did good.”

“We did.” Emily stands up to drape her arms over Steve from behind.

“Now. Who’s doing the dishes?” he only half-jokes.

Everybody laughs and mock-slaps at Steven, rising from their chairs to help clear the table and counter, and load the dishwasher. The chores are punctuated by chuckles, giggles and moans as everyone cops feels and squeezes body parts begging to be squeezed.

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Ding Dong!

“Anybody expecting anybody?” Steve shouts from the patio through the screen door. Everybody is scattered, tending to personal needs or general chores around the house. Steve, Emily and Ellie returned an hour ago from dropping Debbie off at her place to get ready for her later workday.

“I got it!” Emily calls as she bounds down the hall to the foyer, her little tits a-bouncin’ as much as they can. She checks the monitor and is puzzled by the pair of young ladies standing on the porch, both sort of scantily clad, one in shorts and a thin bandeau top, the other in tight boy shorts and crop top. They are beyond cute.

So Em thinks to herself, “(Oh, why not?)” and swings the door fully open to these strangers despite being her usual naked self.

“Hi,” she greets. “Looking for somebody in particular?”

The one on the left answers, “Well, we were wanting to see Jackson, but you will do just fine!”

Emily laughs, “You are at the right place then! Come on in! Should I know you?”

“I’m Alexis… Lexie. This is my sister, Stephanie.”

“Ah! From last night! Where’s Mona? I’m Emily, by the way.”

Em closes the door behind them.

“So he did tell you about us! Mom’s stuck in sponsor meetings. She gave us y’all’s address and the car keys, and said to see if you guys were up for more playtime. Holy shit! Who’s the hunk?”

Steve has just walked into the living room, curious as to who was at the door.

Emily laughs, “That’s Steve. He’s my guy. Well, so is Jackson.”

“Jax told us about your whole deal. You guys are insane.” Both can’t stop leering at Steve’s package. “Oh gawd! He’s got a really nice cock!”

“We are. And he does.”

“Hello,” Steve greets with a straight face. Very serious. “You ladies are quite attractive. Now take off your clothes so I can fuck you.”

He and Em allow this welcome to sink in for a couple of seconds, and then they can’t hold back their guffaws any longer. They cling to each other in their laughter, watching Lexie’s and Steph’s expressions morph from shock and surprise to big smiles realizing they have stumbled into the fun zone. The sexy fun zone!

“Hi, ladies! While this is quite unexpected, you are more than welcome here. We normally request our guests to share in our nudity, but since we just met and this isn’t one of our parties, that’s entirely up to you.”

“However,” Emily adds, “we will remain nude. Is that okay?”

Steph pokes at Lexie, “Take it off. They’re crazy fun. And nice. I dunno ’bout you, but…”

Lexie smirks at her sister, “You’re gonna fuck ‘im, aren’t you?”

Steve smiles, responding with a gentle, “I’ll take both of you. If that’s alright with you both, obviously. Sharing is how we do things around here.”

Emily releases her hug with Steven, and motions to the sisters to take her place. Having dropped their clothes on the foyer floor, they each take a side and press into him. Steve spreads his arms and tightens their standing cuddle with obvious affection. They swoon.

“This is unbelievable, you guys,” Lexie responds. “You actually do things this way. I know Jackson was trying to tell us about this, but it didn’t make sense.”

“Let me get the others. Em, show them to the tub for get-acquainted time. You ladies like something to drink? Jax said you were hittin’ it hard last night and we have a nicely stocked bar, so what’s your pleasure?”

He releases from their hug.

“You wouldn’t just happen to have any High Noon?” Steph inquires.

“Yes. White Claw, too. Vodka or tequila? Flavor?”

“Oh my fucking gawd! You guys are SO COOL! High Noon tequila strawberry!”

Lexie laughs, “Vodka cherry!”

Steve chuckles, mostly to himself for having the foresight to keep beverages on hand with a younger crowd in mind.

Emily takes their hands and leads the girls to the patio and hot tub.

Steve calls, “Cyan? Ellie? Jackson! Guests!”

“Do we need to cover up?” Cyan calls from the master bedroom.

“No! They’re here to play! Where’s Ellie?”

“She’s here with me.”

“Why wasn’t I invited?”

Ellie shoots back, “It’s not always about you, Stevie!” She laughs.

Steve chuckles as he heads to the garage to roust Jackson, who is cleaning their car.

“Jax!” he shouts above the vacuum cleaner noise. Jax shuts it off.

“What’s up?”

“You have visitors.”

“Oh? Really? Who?”

“A pleasant surprise. One hint, tho’. Em already has ’em in the tub. You’ll wanna be nekkid. And I get ’em first. They requested.”

“You are such a fucking cad sometimes, Steven! Okay. There are at least two, and they’re already naked and ready to go. Girls, I can safely assume.”

Steve shakes his head at Jackson. “Get your fuckin’ clothes off and meet us in the tub. Playtime.”

Jackson laughs, secures his tools, and strips off leaving his clothes on the workbench. Steve is already in the kitchen and into the fridge, grabbing a beer for him and the beverages for the sisters.

About to slide the screen door to the patio, Steve is having a hard time suppressing his laughter from seeing his Emily and the two girls already gettin’ it on. Lexie is sitting on the edge of the tub, legs spread with Em’s head between them. Stephanie is behind and basically on top of Emily, pushing her pubic mound into Em’s butt, and fondling her breasts.

“No grass growing under these feet!” Steve teases.

Emily is chuckling into Lexie’s girl bits and the two young ladies are enjoying the joke as well.

“Oh, I see!” Jackson laughs as he steps onto the patio. “Stalking me, huh? Where’s Mona?”

“Meetings!” Stephanie answers.

“Parent luncheon, too,” Lexie adds.

“Steve said he’s first. That for real?”

“Sure as fuck is, Jackson!” Steph pushes back. “You got yours this morning!”

The chuckles are interrupted by Cy and El stepping onto the patio. Lexie glances up and her mouth drops open.

“Gawd, that explains it!” she excitedly declares.

“I told you!” Stephanie chides.

“Explains what?” Steve asks.

Steph explains, “Jackson. When he met Mom. Normally guys sort of babble when they try to talk to her ’cause she’s so beautiful and they’re overwhelmed. Jackson was right there like she was a good friend, and didn’t miss a beat when we both got naked in front of ‘im.”

Lex asks, “You’re Cyan, right?”

She nods.

“You’re as beautiful as Mom.”

“Thank you, sweetie.”

Jax has stepped down into the tub and Lexie glides over to meet him as he sits. Stephanie is already clinging to Steven and is stroking his cock to hardness, closing her eyes in the tactile sensations.

“You know what, guys? Mona didn’t tell me where you guys live. Just sort of never came up, and when we exchanged phone stuff she didn’t have anything other than her number and Facebook name.”

“We’re sorry, Jackson! That wasn’t on purpose!” Lexie apologizes. “We’re normally pretty guarded about that stuff and she forgot.”

“No apologies necessary! We understand! We have to be careful ourselves. You’re okay!”

“We’ll make sure you have everything before we take off. We’re a little south of Rockford.”

“Rochelle?” Steve chuckles.

“You know Rochelle?”

“Trains!” Cyan and Emily laugh in unison.

“Ohgawd, Steve! You’re one of those?” Steph turns to him in shock and maybe even disgust.

“Not what you think!” Ellie laughs. “You guys have fantastic bodies. You never thought about flashing trains?”

The sisters start to giggle to themselves, make eye contact with each other, and can’t keep from breaking out into full-blown laughter.

Once they calm down, Steph again turns to Steve, “Really?”

“Uh huh. So. Where?”

“A wooded spot on one of the commuter lines.”

“Mom, too? Who’s your spotter?”

“Yeah. Mom’s boyfriend.”

“Sign me up. I gotta see this!”

Everybody cracks up.

“Where do you guys do it?”

“Lots of places. A park near Auburn lately.”

“When was the last time?”

Emily and Ellie are grinning guilty grins and holding back their incriminating laughter. Steve looks at the clock and is chuckling himself.

“Oh, ’bout 12 hours ago.”

“For real?” Lexie exclaims.

Emily laughs, “Oh, yeah. There were four of us. Two went down the tracks a ways… Ellie…”

Ellie tosses her head back, laughing in full acknowledgement of her overt naughtiness. She settles down. “Train was real slow. They got an eyeful.”

“They do anything about it?” Lexie asks. “We’re always afraid they’re going to call the railroad cops on us. But the trains we flash are fast.”

Em inquires, “Aren’t you concerned about passengers calling the cops, too?”

“No. They go by so fast. What happened with the slow one, though?”

“Crew was fun and seized the moment. One guy ran out of the cab to the front platform and dropped his pants to masturbate for us.”

Steph is shaking her head to her sister, “These guys are pros.”

Everybody sort of chuckles at that.

“Okay you two, we have an appointment to keep,” Steve grins. He stands and offers his hand to Stephanie, his erection at full mast given her ministrations. Lexie follows them up and out of the hot tub. Cyan, still on the deck, hands towels to Steve and the sisters. They enter the house and disappear down the hallway.

“Jackson? You’re with us!” Cyan chuckles. Emily and Ellie nod in agreement. Em leads the quartet into her and Jax’s bedroom.

In the big master bedroom, Steve is enjoying the two-on-one cuddle-fest.

“I know I shouldn’t be enjoying the two of you as much as I am, but you guys are half my age. Is that really okay with you?”

“Steven? Or should we call you Stevie?” Lexie ponders.

“‘Stevie’ is what my lovers call me, so you’re in good company.”

“Stevie, we were honest. You’re a hunk. We want you. We put up with some pretty gross men Mom pushes at us when she thinks there’s pageant money at stake. It’s so wonderful to have an older man who cares about his body, and expresses himself just the right way with us.” She giggles as she gently strokes his member, reinforcing the erection. “And has a nice cock.”

“Uh. Lex? That sounds like prostitution to me.”

“Almost.”

“And why do both of you speak like mature adults? I’d expect… well… I don’t know what I’d expect. Not this, tho’.”

“Valley Girl speak, ya’ know, or somethin’ like that, ya’ know?” Steph mocks in full nasal.

Steve chuckles along with the sisters.

Lexie goes on to explain, “All part of the pageant shtick. We have roles to play as being responsible and educated.”

Steph adds, “And eloquent speakers on current events. Some of the girls embarrass themselves as unprepared and come off a little childish. Poise and eloquence under pressure wins the money. Stevie?”

“Stephanie?”

“On your back. We’re going to fuck. Do you lick?”

“Are bears Catholic?”

The sisters laugh at his silly joke and Lexie takes her place on Steve’s face to go with Steph’s taking him in cowgirl.

“When was the last time you had a 22-year-old?” she asks.

“Three, a few weeks ago. Why?”

“You’re kidding.”

“I’m not.”

“One fell in love with ‘im!” Emily shouts from the other room.

“Oh? I guess I can understand that. You’re different.”

“He sure as fuck is!” Ellie laughs.

“Don’t get any ideas,” Steve chuckles to the sisters. They laugh back.

Steve muses, “You guys do know how to play. Mona obviously does, too. How often are you down this way, and do you want to think about playing with our group?”

“Often enough, Stevie,” Lexie answers. “Pageants are mostly Friday evenings and Saturday afternoons. I could see us passing through here on Saturday nights.”

“Yeah,” Steph confirms. “And Mom has no idea about you yet! You guys doing anything tonight?”

“Our normal party. But you two are going to wear out my ass and then hand me off to your mother? That’s cruel. To both of us!”

Steph laughs, reaches for a pillow and threatens to pummel Steve with it. She has second thoughts.

“Uh. What is a ‘normal party’?”

“Oh, four or five couples all here to have fun with each other.”

“Define ‘fun’.”

“Fucking.”

“Gotcha. They all like you guys?”

“Mostly. We have some variety, as you’d expect.”

“How’s the girl-girl crowd?”

“Nearly all of ’em. We seem to attract switch hitters.”

“We have an all-girl play group!” Emily again shouts from the other bedroom.

Lexie ponders to Steph, “You think we can get Mom to cancel her dates tonight?”

“Worth a try.”

“Good. I’m going to shift around.”

Lexie rises from her kneeling for Steve’s cunni, turns around, and stands on the bed to straddle, pushing her pussy into her sister’s face for more of the same as Steph squirms on Steve’s cock.

Steve chuckles, and calls to the other room, “Ellie? We have an opening here!”

“Coming! S’cuse me, guys.”

Jackson quietly asks, “(Why not you, Em? You’re his prime.)”

“(Sounds like all three are on top of ‘im. Small wins this game. Go look.)”

Jax rises from their bed and glances around the corner. He returns, shaking his head in wonderment.

“(You’re right. How does he do that?)”

“(You need to ask?)”

He sighs, “(No.)”

Cyan softly chuckles.

=====

“Guys? We really gotta go,” Lexie announces to her bed partners.

Which right about now is everybody. Their fun times in separate bedrooms turned into an orgy of seven on the big bed.

“We’ll let you know our plans after everything is over,” Stephanie says. “Tiara presentation is with the dinner banquet.”

“About when? And what are your chances?” Steve asks.

“Eight o’clock or so. We’ll text or call Jackson. Chances? Hopefully a runner-up or something like that. Cash, but no pressure of having to perform at events.”

“Good deal. Your clothes still in the foyer? And what’s this ‘perform’ thing?”

“Yeah. Amounts to showing up for things like trade shows, looking pretty, making small talk… and fending off the come-ons,” Steph chuckles. “We’ll dress on the way out.”

“You know,” Lexie mulls as she stands in the bedroom doorway, “y’all are great. We usually play around with and without Mom at events, but it’s rarely satisfying any more. You know, just another screw, ho hum. But you guys? Gawd. And you do this all the time? Where do you keep the application forms?”

She and her sister laugh, and the rest of the crew is amused as well.

“Hope to see you tonight!” Steph offers as the two head down the hall to the foyer. Jax jumps up from the bed to see them out.

Emily asks Steve, “What are we going to do if they show up?”

Steve asks Cyan, “Who’s on for tonight?”

“Rick and Sandy, of course. Sid and Miriam, and Tom and Claire. Sergio said something about trying to make it after we gave him such a hard time last week. Teddy and Jean want to, but were dealing with something about her folks and couldn’t be sure.”

Steve suggests, “Give Serge a call before it gets too late. Even if the Handley women don’t make it, he needs to spend comfort time here anyway. Claire will keep him busy, at least.”

“So will Miriam!” Ellie snickers. “By the way, Stevie, Toby decided to stay home tonight, even after I told ‘im about the new girls. You know how he is. What are your plans?” she asks.

“Mona. If the girls talk me up to her like they implied, I’m in trouble.”

“Nice trouble, Steve,” Jackson grumbles. “She’s a major looker.”

“I get that. Personality?”

“A bit matter-of-fact, and likes to take charge. Like you.”

“Ooooooooo…” is the chorus, followed by chuckles.

Steve shakes his head. “We’ll see. Jax? You and Cy feel like a run to Friar Tuck’s? We need to replenish the supply of the flavored booze Lex and Steph like. Get something appropriate for Mona, too.”

“Sounds good. Cy? Dress? Something bend-over worthy would be nice if you don’t mind.”

“Steven’s corrupted you, Jax.”

“Oh, really? Our whole relationship started out that way!”

Steve smirks, “Speaking of under-dressing, what did you guys think about what the girls were wearing when they knocked on our door?”

“Pretty brazen,” Ellie comments, “but I have seen about the same in classes. Male profs are starting to complain in staff meetings, that it’s disrupting their concentration. I know that I’m having a rough time keeping my eyes off their crotches. Some are wearing stuff that’s all about the cameltoe. Like Steph’s boy shorts.”

“Uh huh,” Em agrees. “Like my hooker outfit. Lexie’s thin bandeau, however. That was nice. I could see doing that. Fuck, Steven!”

“Whaaaaat?… Visualizing it on you, sweetie. Mmmm. Ellie, too!”

“Those girls and Ellie gave you one helluva workout! How in the fuck can you be so hard so soon, Stevie? ”

“‘Cuz of you. And you. And you. Not you, Jax. You have an errand to run.”

They all crack up at Steve’s being sexy, horny and just crazy silly with his loving troupe.

Cyan pauses and furrows her brow, now puzzled in the thinking back on tonight’s confirmed guest list, “Huh. Debbie isn’t going to make it tonight?”

Ellie relates, “No. We talked about it in the shower this morning. We played really hard last night and she’s working dinner shift. She wants to get a full-night’s sleep. Can’t say that I blame ‘er.”

“Oh. Okay. Jax? I’ll throw something on and we can go.”

“Or not.”

“‘Or not’ what, Jackson?”

“Throwing something on. Put something on your feet and you can go as you are.”

Cy glowers at Jackson, “I’m not Emily!”

That got ’em all going!

=====

Tonight’s house party is humming right along, with some of the early arrivals already lounging in the hot tub recovering after their first round with… well… whomever!

Emily did her usual threesome with Tom and Claire the moment they arrived. However, she was a bad girl and energetically fucked Tom to his completion rather than let him save it for the prospective guests. Em’s aggression with her employer’s big boss amused Claire, knowing he’ll recover before the end of the evening, and also knowing that Em keeps him under her thumb this way.

Steve is heading to the kitchen to grab a beer out of the fridge as his hard from his moments with Sandy abates. By chance he hears Jax’s phone beep with a notification, it having been left on the dining room table. He grabs it since they’re expecting a yes/no from the pageant contingent about this time, and glances at the screen.

“On our way” was the terse note from Lexie.

“Jackson?” Steve calls into the house. “Where are you?”

“Our room. Why?” is the response from down the hallway.

Steve steps down the hall to Jax and Em’s bedroom to find Miriam on all fours with Jackson taking her from behind in doggie, his balls being fondled and squeezed by Cyan as he pumps.

“You just got a text from the girls. They’re on their way. Where’s Em?”

“Oh, good. Last I knew, Em was in your room sucking on Sid.”

Cyan asks, “Sergio here yet?”

Steve answers, “Yeah. On the big lounger with Claire.”

“What are Rick and Tom doing?” Sandy inquires between Jackson’s strokes in her.

“In the tub mostly chillin’. Ellie was teasing Tom, tho’, trying to get a hard out of ‘im after Emily dealt with ‘im the way she did. I do need to let them know more help is on the way. Carry on.”

Steve shifts the few feet to his and Cyan’s bedroom doorway. He shakes his head and smiles in appreciation of his friend now in a relaxing side fuck with his Emily.

“Sorry to interrupt, guys. Lex, Steph and Mona, I guess, will be here in about twenty minutes. Em? Door duty.”

“Thanks, sweetie. Yeah. I think you’ll want to answer the door with me to greet Mona.”

“You’re right.”

“Unfuck?” Sid asks Emily.

“Yeah, let’s unfuck,” she chuckles. “You’ll want to save yourself for the girls.”

“What are they like.”

“Pros. Beautiful, however.”

“Prostitutes?”

“In a way. Sorta complicated.”

“They know how to have fun with it?”

“Yeah, they do. The sisters were here this afternoon.”

“Sisters?”

“Uh huh. Their mother will be with ’em tonight.”

“Mygawd. Does she… also…?”

“Yes she does.”

“Ohgawd that is so kinky!”

Steve breaks in, “Well, for one, I don’t think it is. The sisters may play together, and with each other, but both of ’em are smart and sensuous on their own, just like our regular play partners. I expect Mona to be similar. Sid, don’t worry it. That they’re coming here together already knowing what we’re about speaks volumes. I gotta tell the others we’re expecting their company. Em, see you up front.”

“Okay, sweetie!”

=====

Ding Dong!

Emily races to the front door like always, but pauses to let Steve catch up with her so they can greet these expected guests together.

“(Wow!)” Steve whispers to Em after checking the door monitor. “(Jax and Cy said Mona was gorgeous. No shit. Okay. Go ahead.)”

Emily opens the door wide.

“Well,” Mona deadpans, “the girls warned me you guys answer the door naked. I will tell you I am certainly not disappointed.”

She steps in and reaches to Steve for a tight hug, pressing her crotch into his.

“Nice to meet you, Mona. Jackson and Cyan tried to prepare me for this, but you are more beautiful than I could have imagined. Welcome. Come in, please.”

Stephanie and Lexie step around their mother and Steve for a mutual hug and grope with Emily. Mona steps back from her hug with Steven, reaches for the side tie on her wrap dress, and lets it drop to the floor.

She steps into Steve again to press her nakedness against his.

Steve acknowledges this, “You certainly know the drill, Mona. What is your pleasure? Sit and chat, introduce you to the gang, or, maybe, lay with each other to get acquainted? Something to drink, maybe?”

“Fuck ‘im first, Mom,” Lexie insists. Steph nods in agreement.

“You heard ’em, Steven. Shall we?”

“This way, ma’am.” Steve smiles and leads Mona down the hall to the big master suite.

Emily again takes the girls by the hand to lead them into the house. They pause on their way to the patio to deposit their clothes on the living room sofa; Em then guides them to the hot tub for introductions to the rest of the group.

Rick and Sid rise from their seats in the tub to help Steph and Lexie step into the roiling water. Their burgeoning erections telegraph their interest. Lexie reaches for Rick’s ampleness as she leans into him.

“How much bigger?” Lex reaches for Rick’s cock to caress and softly stroke.

“Looks like you’re about to find out,” he smiles back.

“Awesome.”

“What is that?” Stephanie asks of Sid, pointing at the tube of lubricant in his hand.

“Special lube for the hot tub. It doesn’t wash away too quickly.”

“Yeah. Good. You got a fat one, so we’re going to need it!”

“You ladies get down to business right away, don’t you? Relax. Sit in my lap and let’s enjoy the touching, okay?”

“We’re sorry,” Lexie responds to Sid. “We’re not swingers, I guess. We just screw a lot of guys.”

“But Jackson said you do each other, though, and had fun with Emily this afternoon and Cyan this morning.”

Em subtly nods in acknowledgement.

Lexie answers, “That was Steph with Cyan. And Mom.”

“Okay. So I heard. Stephanie? Lean back into me and take it easy. We have all evening.”

In the bedroom, Steve and Mona are in a cuddling coitus after a little bit of “get acquainted” missionary, relaxing and just chatting, taking advantage of this intersection of their lives.

“Mona? I know my special family and our friends don’t have a lot of room to talk about unusual sexual practices and even outright social taboos, but you and your daughters tick-off a whole bunch of stuff. How do you see it?”

“It started out as necessity, Steve. Two bright and beautiful girls about to go off to college, and we were already behind the eight ball after my ex left us high and dry.”

“Oh? That’s hard to do these days.”

“He left the country without a trace after emptying our accounts. No recourse.”

“I’m so sorry. You evidently knew firsthand about the pageant scene as a fallback.”

“Yeah. I know I’m essentially pimping my daughters, and I’m doing men I’d rather not. The girls seem to be okay with it. Truth about why we’re here?”

“That would be nice, seeing there’s no money in it.”

“Time off from it all. Intimacy and loving because we would like to experience that part of it.”

“Jackson said something about Lexie telling you about his time last night with her and the other contestants.”

“Yeah. Alexis said there was palpable caring about the person and not just the sex. ‘Different,’ she said. It got my attention, which is why I wanted to confirm the experience with Jax this morning… well… when the told me about your party tonight I canceled two sponsor dates to be here.”

“I’m touched, Mona. Really. Is there anything special I can do for you?”

“What you’re doing right now. Keep making love to me, Steven. It feels good.”

“More than happy to. Something else, though. It doesn’t especially bother me because every one of you are your own person. However, how do you deal with others once they learn the… how do I put it?… the ‘in the family’ issues?”

Mona softly chuckles, “That’s part of what we sell. ‘Mom and daughter’ and ‘sisters’ sex trigger a lot of guys.”

“The ‘big taboo’ thing, I guess.”

“Uh huh. It doesn’t turn your crank, evidently.”

“No. It’s intimacy with, frankly, three different astoundingly beautiful women. Who gives a fuck if they’re related? That’s a head game. It’s only good for locker room talk and cheap porno plots. Yuck.”

“What about the power dynamics, Steve? Mom forcing her kids to have sex with her, and others?”

“Well for one thing, I’ve experienced enough of you three to know that while you’re all in this together, there’s clearly the ‘your own person’ thing I mentioned when it comes to emotion and satisfaction. How you cultivated that I can’t imagine, but you did.”

“I guess from my experiences in the pageant and modeling worlds. And thank you for noticing. Speaking of modeling, Cyan and I didn’t talk much about that this morning. Do you recall which agency she was with?”

“I don’t. It was out in L.A., however.”

“Oh. Totally different from Chicago. I guess there was the Hollywood influence. Must have been tough.”

“I suppose. She doesn’t talk about it much. One of my lovers tells me of being recruited by two Chicago firms while she was in school. She turned both down to concentrate on her studies.”

“Good for her. Meat grinder business. What did she study?”

“Still working on her Masters in Actuarial Science.”

“Wow. You like ’em extra brainy, evidently.”

“You haven’t met Ellie yet. She is a PhD professor in mathematics, and Emily has an MS in Computer Science, so I guess you could say that.”

“Impressive. Surrounding yourself with beauty and intelligence.”

“Present company included.”

Mona smiles at that. “How do you want me? Are we going to get you off?

“Let’s work on the other way around. How do you want me, and where?”

“We can roll over into lazy dog if that’s okay. Your ridge hits my G-spot just right.”

“As you wish.”

=====

Most everybody is either in the hot tub or on the patio in some sort of position of sexual exchange. Sergio has essentially made the big chaise his place to entertain the ladies, and at the moment Stephanie has him in cowgirl bouncing on his nuts. He takes this in stride, although his bug-eyed expression every time she “lands” is priceless.

Lexie has accepted the “Rick Challenge”. Both are in the water, their coitus assisted by the special lubricant Steve keeps around for hot tub intercourse. She’s still working at it, “Another inch to go!” as the gallery eggs her on, his wife Sandy, especially.

Ellie has managed to tease Tom’s cock into sort of an erection. Now in his lap, with a little help from the tub lube she is pushing him into her while they make out.

Steve has opened the sliding door for Mona to lead them to greet the rest of the crew. Ellie breaks her kiss with Tom and glances up to her Steven with a shit-eating grin to rub it in. He rolls his eyes to her, eliciting the giggle he expected. She can be so randy.

“Everybody?” Steve announces. “I’d like you to meet Mona Handley.”

“Hi, Mona!” everyone choruses back, and laughs.

“Steve?” Mona leans in. “The girls did tell me you guys were a little on the goofy side.”

“A little?” Ellie laughs back.

Steve sort of sighs to Mona, “Yeah. My approach… our approach to all of this is to truly have fun, and take everything in good humor.”

“But I sense a lot of serious loving going on.”

“A consequence of the caring we talked about a few minutes ago.”

“You’re not run-of-the-mill swingers, are you?”

Steve has taken her hand to help her into the tub. There are admiring eyes from the others. They are not oblivious to her exceptional beauty.

“No we’re not.”

“The girls mentioned your invitation to make this a regular thing. That’s going to be tough given the distance.”

“Make it whenever you can. You’re always welcome here. Besides, isn’t this your last season with Lexie on the circuit?”

“She obviously told you about it.”

“She and Steph did. So now what?”

“Well, Steph got her feet wet as a trade show model after her stint with pageants. Won’t make her rich, but as long as we’re living together she’ll get by. Lexie built a war chest this year, so she’s good while she finishes school.”

“And you?”

“Mature models are a thing now, especially in pharma advertising.”

“Ah. Lap?”

“Of course. Am I going to have anybody else tonight?”

“Entirely your call.”

“Cyan was real nice this morning. Would you feel slighted if I asked for moments with her and Emily?”

“Slighted? Hardly. To love on my lovers? Flattered, actually. That’s sweet.”

“You are amazing, Mr. Albertson.”

“As are you.”

=====

Emily and Ellie are enjoying a loving “Steve sandwich” in their bed; Jackson is on top of Cyan next to them in a gentle missionary joining. Everyone else has left, all sated and relaxed after a relatively quiet evening of mutual deep intimacy. Mona and her daughters have assured the Albertson-Foster fourple that they will be making a concerted effort to spend time with them once pageant season is over.

Emily chuckles to herself as they lay there.

“What’s funny?” Steve softly asks.

“Sergio.”

“Oh?”

“That he came on to you the way he did.”

Steve chuckles back, “Yeah. But I do appreciate the sentiment.”

“It’s out of a loving respect, you know.”

“I do. But he knows I’m straight.”

“Mostly.” She reaches to caress Steve’s face. “Thank you for loving Jax that way.”

Jax reaches across Ellie to touch Steve. Steve holds his hand for their moment.

Ellie inquires of Steve, “You came in Mona, didn’t you?”

“She requested.”

“Did she ever say anything about a boyfriend?”

“A little. Remember when we were talking about flashing trains?”

“Oh, yeah. Anything else?” Ellie is curious.

“Passing mention in our pillow talk. She’s not invested in him was what I got out of it.”

“Probably fearful of commitment with another man.”

“Agreed.”

“You’re probably going to be her go-to guy for a while.”

“No. You really think that?”

“Inevitable, Steven. Non-threatening, not possessive, respectful to a fault — and incredibly sexy. It’s what you do. She has an emptiness right now. You seem to have filled that void for her.”

“She’s right, Stevie,” Emily breaks in. “She was clinging to you tonight for a reason.”

“But I don’t know her well enough, and there’s the distance thing.”

Em counters, “But little doses of a quality guy might just be her path back to trusting her feelings.”

“I get the impression that Mona is another Susan for you,” Ellie muses. “An empty soul yearning for honest acceptance, but not ready for the constancy of a relationship.”

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“I’ll have to rely on you guys about this, I guess. Em? Cy? How was she with you guys?”

“Hungry for real orgasms,” Cy answers. “Jax said she was a little surprised this morning when he offered cunni. That was before I joined them.”

“That’s right,” Jax inserts. “Mona didn’t seem accustomed to guys interested in pleasing her.”

Cy continues, “She was appreciative of what Em and I gave her tonight, but, truthfully, seemed to want a man there.”

“Any mention of sex with her daughters?” Steve asks.

“She did say not at home. It’s only to put a show on for their paying clients. She admitted it was getting too weird, even for them.”

Ellie questions this. “‘Paying clients’, Steve? You mean pageant sponsors.”

“Well, yeah. Prostitution without cash directly changing hands.”

“Harsh.”

“But true.”

“Do you think…?” Emily ponders.

“Think what? That Mona was or even is a high-class, high-dollar call girl?”

“Yeah. She has the looks that would demand a couple of thou’ a night.”

“No. Not at all. What she is doing now is out of desperation. Her ex left them in very bad straights.”

“Are you thinking about rescuing her and the girls like you did with us?”

“Nuh uh. We don’t need another family, for one thing. Mona’s trying to hold her head up as best she can. She would consider any offer along those lines as demeaning. Not going to go there. Happy to be an emotional anchor, tho’.”

“That has its own cost, Stevie. Like with Susan,” Ellie muses. “You gonna be okay with that?”

“I’ll manage. I have a fantastic support system.”

Emily and Ellie press into Steven that much harder. Both Jackson and Cyan reach over to touch them.

“G’night, guys,” as Steve holds back tears.

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