He lined up shot glasses and filled them partway with Kahlúa. I watched in fascination as he used the back of a spoon to add Baileys Irish Cream.
Then he carefully finished with a layer of Grand Marnier.
“They’re a pain to make and cost a fortune,” he said, “but they’re awesome.”
The girls emerged from the other room. I glanced their way and did a double take.
“We were overdressed,” Erin explained.
I felt a twinge of guilt when I looked at her. The feeling passed quickly, though, and I let my eyes roam over her nude body. I winked at her and turned to Leah.
She smiled, warm and inviting. I drank in the sight of her, from tousled dark hair to painted toenails. Then my eyes returned to her face, and I felt a surge of emotion. She must have felt it too, because she looked away quickly.
I glanced at Mark, but he hadn’t seen it.
“God, you look awesome,” he said. “Both of you.”
He crossed to Leah and held her in his arms.
For a moment I wished things had gone differently between us. But they hadn’t, I told myself, and now she was with him.
I’d missed my chance with Wren too. She said we wouldn’t have made a good couple, but I wasn’t so sure.
Erin slid her arm around my waist. I automatically put mine around her shoulders.
“You okay?” she asked quietly.
“Yeah. Just… thinking.”
“I could tell. You get this look.”
“That obvious, huh?”
“You and Mom… you’re so alike. You overthink everything.”
“So you’re an expert on Mom now?”
“Have to be,” she said flippantly. “Never be able to do anything otherwise.”
“Ah.”
“You’d better watch out, though.”
“Why’s that?”
“Means I’m an expert on you too.”
I chuckled. “Somehow I doubt it.”
Mark and Leah pulled apart before Erin could reply.
“Hey,” Mark said, “who wants shots? They’re your favorite.”
“Really? B-52s?”
“Yeah. Come on.” He handed out shot glasses. “Happy birthday!”
Leah smiled as we echoed the toast.
I paused with the glass at my lips and realized that I should sip instead of toss it back. I tasted the first two layers, but didn’t see what all the fuss was about. Then I grimaced my way through the Kahlúa.
“What’s the matter?” Mark said.
Leah chuckled. “He doesn’t like coffee.”
“That’ll change,” Erin said out of the side of her mouth.
I shot her a curious look, which she ignored.
“Hey,” she said, louder, “you guys are still dressed.”
“We’d better fix that,” Leah said.
A look passed between them.
Erin set her empty shot glass on the table and began unbuttoning my shirt.
I glanced at Mark. “Um… hey, Erin… why don’t you help Leah instead?”
“Why? Are you shy?”
I wasn’t sure how to react as she undressed me. On one hand, we were nudists, and we saw each other’s bodies all the time. On the other hand, we rarely touched each other. Worse, I hadn’t had any female attention in more than a month, and the little head didn’t care who it was, sister or not.
Erin smirked and made sure to press her breasts against me when she took off my shirt. Then she unzipped my pants and surreptitiously tickled my balls through my underwear. Finally she knelt in front of me to pull off my trousers and boxers. She tugged them far enough down to reveal my pubic hair and the base of my semi-hard cock, which bent as the elastic waistband
inched lower.
Then she leaned close and looked up at me with a knowing grin. She gave my boxers a quick tug. My cock sprang up and hit her in the chin. She feigned surprise, but pulled back slowly. My dick bounced gently in front of her, so close that I could feel her breath as she laughed.
I silently begged Leah to hurry up with Mark. If she didn’t, I was likely to
—
“There,” Leah said. “That’s better. He’s all ready for you, Erin.”
I breathed a sigh of relief as the girls switched places.
Leah knelt in front of me. “Ooh, what’s this?”
“It’s a hard-on,” Erin said. “You’re supposed to suck it.”
“Really? I never would have guessed.”
“I can show you, if you like.”
“I might need some help later,” Leah said, “but I think I’m fine for now.”
She planted a kiss on the tip of my shaft. Then she kissed toward my balls and sang, “Happy birthday to me…”
Erin grinned and turned her attention to Mark. She teased him for a bit and then started sucking in earnest. I felt a touch of déjà vu as I watched. She looked a lot like Mom, including the way she held his hips as she bobbed her head.
Leah continued humming “Happy Birthday” while she nuzzled my balls.
She sucked one into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it, which sent shivers of pleasure up my spine. Then she did the same to the other. I stroked her hair and gently guided her toward the tip of my shaft. She closed her eyes and began sucking.
A few minutes later Mark groaned and emptied his balls in Erin’s mouth.
She looked up at him as she swallowed. His dick didn’t go soft, so she kept going. The sight was enough to push me over the edge. Leah pumped the base of my shaft and sucked the head until I coated her tongue. She closed her eyes to savor the taste.
“Ready for round two?” Mark said. He nodded toward the beds.
“Together or separate?”
“Together,” the girls said in unison.
“Your wish is our command.”
Leah stifled a snort of laughter.
“What’s so funny?”
“Long story,” I said. “Just be glad Wren isn’t here. She’d’ve bitten you.
Or worse.”
“I’ll tell you later,” Leah promised as I helped her to her feet.
I sat on the bed and gestured for her to join me in a sixty-nine. She swung a leg over my head and aimed my cock at her mouth.
Erin lay beside us and played with her nipples as Mark went down on her.
After about ten minutes he stood, lifted her legs, and slid into her. She groaned and pulled him toward her. He began thrusting with easy strokes.
I patted Leah on the flank. “Let me get behind you.”
She moved into position, and I entered her from behind. Mark watched as I began fucking her with long, slow strokes. I maneuvered her toward Erin, and they immediately began kissing and playing with each other’s nipples.
Mark rubbed Erin’s clit while he fucked her. After several minutes she cried out softly and clutched the bedspread. Leah kissed her and twisted her nipple. Erin went rigid and held her breath at the moment of climax.
She beckoned to Mark when it passed. “Come up here. We need your dick.”
He climbed onto the bed. Leah began sucking his cock while Erin licked his balls. The temperature in Leah’s pussy went up a couple of degrees. I held her hips and buried my hard-on as deep as I could. Then I reached around and found her clit. The dense little button slid under my fingers as I started rubbing. I rocked my hips at the same time, and my cock moved within her.
Mark eventually groaned and held Leah’s head as he erupted in her mouth. Afterward he sat back on his heels. His cock was still semi-hard.
Semen oozed from the tip and made a small damp spot on the bedspread.
I released Leah’s clit and held her hips as I began thrusting. I quickly worked up to a pounding rhythm. She cried out each time my hips slapped her ass. After less than a minute, she let out a moan and went rigid. I buried my cock and grunted as heat and moisture flooded her pussy.
She collapsed on Erin’s chest when her orgasm finally dwindled to aftershocks.
Erin looked up at me, her eyes alight with mischief. “Your turn.”
“Um, I’m good for the moment.”