Norma O'Toole - Live-in lover

It was not, so much, the arrival of Mai that triggered my own heightened, sexual response, but the, fact that my brother was walking around with this ever-present hardon. I was dying to get my hands and mouth on it again. Unfortunately, the circumstances did not permit that. From the time that Mai was going to stay here, until she finally arrived, seemed to be spent with Daddy constantly hovering over us.

My only worry about the up and coming weekend was that I would not be left with enough time to fully satisfy my needs with Lonnie's cock. I was sure that Mai, being older, would want to monopolize that wonderful piece of male flesh. Although I was not jealous of the blonde-haired woman, I was unnecessarily building up fears that any sex for me would be severely limited. Until Mai arrived, both Lonnie and I had our lives turned upside down by sexual anticipation.

Mai made her entrance early Saturday evening, ushering in the real beginning of our weekend. The first hour was quickly consumed in small talk. It was not a boring time, since just looking at the woman was enough to throw Lonnie into sexual expectancy, and drag me along with the vision of his straining cock dancing in my head.

She was dressed, simply, in a tight, white, jump suit that amplified her covered charms. When I was not casually checking out my brother's hardon, I found myself staring at her large, perfectly formed breasts, and the hint of her pubic mound that was partially outlined by the clinging fabric. It seemed strange, that I found myself responding to the body of another woman. I had to agree with my brother that the woman sitting here "was something else".

"I feel very sorry about your father," Mai said, turning the conversation serious. "Even though your mother hasn't left her room for all these years, she still remains a stifling influence on all your lives. Your father's, in particular. You both must know that your father and I have become pretty close during the last few weeks. It certainly hinders the growth of what I'm sure could be a lovely relationship between us. I like him very much, but I don't want to put myself in a position where I could be devastated when he has to reject me for your mother."

"I understand what you are saying. But isn't it possible for you to take, at least, a temporary happiness from each other, and worry about the problems later?" I asked, knowing it was a weak question to base an even weaker argument. I looked over to my brother for some help, but quickly realized he could offer nothing in his trance-like state.

"I'll consider your suggestions, but how long could I go on, knowing that eventually the whole thing would end? My life would be geared towards it's ending so much so, that it could not help but put a damper on all the moments that could be happy ones. I would never ask anyone to do what you asked of me, so how could I ask myself?" she replied.

"Oh, Mai, we know you're right. It is all so hopeless. If we didn't feel this way about you, there would be no reason to argue. But, Mai, we really do like you, and would like nothing more than having you here all the time," I stated with tears blurring my eyes.

"Lana, that's very sweet of you. I know how Lonnie feels about me," she said, giving my brother a flirtatious wink, "but I had no idea you felt the same way. Please don't let this worry you. It is amazing how things rapidly change. At least for the near future, I'm not going to run out. I guess you can say that this is the only game in town for me, right now."

Both, Lonnie and I jumped from our chairs, pulled Mai to her feet, and gleefully took turns hugging her. It was almost as if I had a sister. Maybe, I hoped, Monday morning would never come.

"I guess Lonnie told you about our little party," Mai said, changing the subject.

"You wouldn't believe how he told me," I giggled, and tapped Lonnie on the thigh, not far from his obvious bulge.

"Oh, I think I can imagine," Mai shot back. "My situation, as I was growing up, was not so different from your own. My mother died when I was very young, leaving only my father and an older sister for me to learn about life from. In my case, a male cousin came to live with us, and that proved to be the catalyst for my own learning experience."

"Could you tell us about it?" I asked, looking to my brother again for support. But I could see that he was still useless as far as conversation went.

"There is not much to tell, really," she said. "I was exploring my body one day, alone in my room, when I saw my cousin spying on me from a tree outside my window. Well, I was always one for a good time, so I decided to have some fun with him. I made believe I didn't see him, and turned my body toward the window. He was, then, looking straight between my legs. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched, as he almost fell from the tree."

Lonnie and I chuckled happily at Mai's story. Although the narration was fairly innocent, it still had the effect of adding something new to our get-together. The best way to describe it, I thought, was to call it a sexual tension. There we were, just sitting around, comfortably talking, while a definite sexual undercurrent was pulling me to a place where I had never been before.

Actually, the three of us were bound together by sex. Our first real experience was when we had watched Daddy and Mai. That was the event that allowed us to go back to our rooms, and try to figure out how our bodies worked. Then, there was the late-night encounter between Mai and Lonnie. Through the accuracy of my brother's explanation, I was able to learn, through Mai's actions, the technique of giving a blow job. Somehow, I hoped, in the course of the weekend, we could continue my sexual advancement.

"The next time I ran into my cousin, later that day, he asked if I was interested in watching him play with himself. Since I always believed in furthering my education, I watched and learned. Needless to say, we spent the next few months practicing, practicing, practicing," Mai said with a sexy leer.

"Wow! Did you go all the way? You know, d-did you fuck?" I stuttered. I wanted to sound mature, but I knew I was having a difficult time pulling it off.

"I'll say we fucked, anytime, anywhere. We couldn't get enough of each other. It was, easily, the most fun we had ever had. I guess you could say that when I ventured out into the real world, nobody would ever accuse me of being inexperienced," she answered.

It seemed like it was getting very hot in the kitchen. I wished I could take some of my clothes off, and give my body some needed air. Lonnie, also, appeared overheated, and was fidgeting constantly, trying to get comfortable. Mai didn't seem to notice, and continued to regale us with her assorted and varied sexual experiences. In the middle of one of her conquests, she turned to me, and started to give me instructions.

"You are going to have to be patient, Lana. For a time, you will have to satisfy yourself with everything but actual intercourse. Before we give you the chance to enjoy the feeling of having a big cock stuffed into your little cunt hole, we'll have to get you started on some kind of birth control. The one thing in the whole world that can fuck up a good sex life is an unwanted pregnancy," Mai explained.

"Oh, Mai, I agree with you a hundred percent. But the one thing that really bothers me is that I still have my hymen," I replied with a touch of sadness in my voice.

"Now, don't you worry a bit. There is always some big stud out there who wouldn't mind dunking for cherries every once in a while. As a matter of fact, you have a pretty fine stallion sitting right here who, I'm sure, wouldn't mind taking a little dip in your pool. Right, Lonnie?" Mai asked, winking at my brother.

"Anything you say, Mai. I just love it when you talk like that," Lonnie answered, obviously missing the point of the question.