Xico nervously sat in Mira's spacious living room. The vast distance between her and the roof, the way that there were open balconies staring down at her - it all reminded her of the compound she'd grown up on. Most of her nerves, however, weren't related to her memories, but to what she was about to ask.
"I assume you didn't come over just for a bite to eat, Xico," Mira said. "Especially with that look on your face. What's the matter?"
"Nothing..." Xico said. It wasn't. She was happy, being able to go to sleep with Roger, to gently curl her tentacles around his naked body, to taste his length and to feel him inside her, to achieve igoss with the man she loved. It was all wonderful. She just wanted to be sure... it wasn't going to fall apart. Being together with him - even if it was just temporary - had made that possibility seem particularly salient. "You and Tsuru... have an... open relationship. I think... one of the things... Roger likes about me... is that I'm also... willing to share. Not that... he's selfish," she added. He was quite sexually giving, and clearly cared about her... but he also liked having sex with other women, and she hadn't even stood in the way of that.
"Mm," Mira hummed, drinking vitamin water right out of the bottle as she looked at Xico, leaving her to anxiously wait. "We're both women. It's different. Easier. Between thirty and fifty percent of the lesbian population are in open relationships of one kind or another," she explained, making Xico's eyes widen. That was a lot more than straight couples, she was pretty sure... "Less than five percent of heterosexual and gay male couples are in open relationships. Men are more... clingy, than women. It's harder for them to accept their partner's promiscuity, and they get less out of casual sex. Though I guess Roger is a bit of an exception on that point."
Was the former true in Roger's world too? The latter was definitely not true, if Roger was anything to go by. "I could just... not have sex with other people..." Xico said.
Mira definitely didn't approve of that thought, gauging by her thoughts. "You can't let him browbeat you into being monogamous while he sleeps around, Xico. It's not healthy. That's another common end to sexually open relationships, in heterosexual couples: the woman finds she can't actually find any men interested in casual sex, while the guy gets gangbanged by as many girls as he wants. It creates resentment."
Xico could definitely see how that could happen... but she hadn't minded Roger sleeping with other women... She'd enjoyed it, even. "I don't... mind," she said aloud.
"You're in love, aren't you?" Mira said, leaning back and making Xico sputter a little in response. "There's nothing wrong with it. As far as guys go, you could do a lot worse than a satyriac like Roger. He's also pretty diligent; he waits until finishing with the day's work to get blowjobs under the desk from Tsuru." Xico's cheeks bloomed at those words. "You did know, right?" Mira asked, sudden worry entering her thoughts at the idea that Roger might have kept that from Xico - and how he could have possibly done so.
She nodded. "Yeah... he liked it..." Xico said, and she could practically feel Mira telling her not to do something just because the guy liked it.
"Look. Roger is more experienced than you." Xico flushed at that. "You can't just do whatever he wants, or you'll never figure out what you want. And this good time feeling, that's NRE - new relationship energy," she clarified. "Everybody has it, when a relationship starts, they like the other person, the flaws fade away and the good points rise up. But that vanishes, and when that goes away, are you still going to be okay with him sleeping with other people?"
Xico... didn't know, really. She looked down at her knees. Maybe this was part of why he wanted to try out the two of them being together? Would it help her get used to this sort of thing? "Do you... get jealous... of Tsuru?"
Mira just snorted. "No. We're women. She wants to fuck. I know that."
* * *
I'd seen Xico off to go do her own thing for barely two minutes before May had knocked on my door. She was smiling in that friendly manner of hers. "Are you living in sin with the petite heroine now?"
"I'm pretty much always living in sin," I told May, earning a small laugh from her. "But she's just staying over for a while, then she's moving right back out."
"And does she know that your relationship is of this kind?" May asked, with a gentle tilt of her head.
"She's a telepath, so yeah," I said. "Also, I told her with my mouth, too."
"It's good to hear that you aren't a dishonest man," May responded, smiling as she stepped towards me, her fingers trailing across the bare skin of my neck. "But are you a philandering one?"
Xico didn't mind me being promiscuous - and if she did, that would definitely be a major thing to know now rather than when we hypothetically did this for real - so I took one hand, wrapped May in my arms, and carried her into my home. "I'm certainly a promiscuous one," I told her.
I was more drawing her in than carrying her - she was quite heavy, like any adult woman, and while I was fit, I wasn't superhumanly so. Still, she let out a soft laugh, her hands pulling up my shirt. "The girl has not been gone for a single hour, and already you're ready to lie with another woman," she whispered in my ear, a certain smugness to her voice.
Humans are naturally driven to go with the flow. In our ancestral environment, failure to abide by social custom could result in ostracization or being eaten by a lion, as the case may have been; as such, we naturally tend to follow the dictums of the people around us. A great many people take advantage of this fact. I instead stubbornly refuse to submit to it. In this case, by not simply going along with May's inaccurate conception of what was happening. "Xico is fine with me being with other women," I told her, as we got to the bedroom.
May just quirked an eyebrow. "Truly?" She asked, in a very disbelieving tone of voice - but it wasn't my job to make her believe me, only to ensure that when Xico read my mind when she got back, she didn't get to pick up that I misrepresented our relationship for a quick fuck.
"Truly," I agreed. "How do you want to do it?"
She just hummed, one finger trailing along my neck with interest, her eyes flicking up to mine, her tongue flashing along my skin. She was a very beautiful woman, and she very clearly knew it. "I would hate to wind up tempting you to infidelity, but perhaps we could begin with fellatio - we can hardly end with it," she said, a faint crinkling of her nose at the idea.
I was more than ready to do that, quickly undoing my pants and hopping down onto the bed, naked and on my back - May simply watched with a grin on her lips as I did so, clearly finding the degree of my willingness to be deeply arousing. "What, precisely, shall I do with you?" She tickled my cock with her breath as she drew nearer to it, my length twitching faintly. "What if your little partner forgot something?" She teased again, her lips moving forward to kiss the tip of my cock, just a gentle little peck. "But you're so eager... I can't deny a handsome man who wants me so very badly... can I?"
Her fingers were now stroking my cock, but not in the sense of a handjob - instead, it was just her fingertips, sliding up and down my length, teasing me even further. "No... I have to do the right thing," she said, shaking her head. "Or do I?"
I knew she wanted something of me, but I had no idea what, honestly. Perhaps some confession that I loved her more than Xico? I liked May, to be sure, but did I like her more than Xico? No. I decided to rely on actions instead of words, grabbing the back of her head and forcing her towards my cock. "Oh, you're so overcome with lust," she said, and for just a moment she seemed ready to offer some further comment - then she decided to open her mouth wide to accept my cock, my length slowly filling her mouth.
Ordinarily, May was always on top - and in some sense, perhaps, you could argue she was still dominating me here. Making me grab her head, you could imagine the inverted scenario, where the guy teases the girl until she breaks down and grabs him. In any case, I didn't keep going with controlling her pace, just letting my hand fall away as she sucked my entire cock into her wet, tight throat, swallowing around my length as her eyes twinkled up at me, faintly wiggling her ass behind her with a certain cocky confidence, almost like a dog wagging its tail.
She started to bob in short order, her hands sliding along my naked body hungrily, seeming to drink me in with her eyes and fingertips. Her tongue went wild inside her mouth, flicking this way and that, humming as she sucked to intensify my pleasure still further. I just resisted the urge to grab her head and fuck her face - she was already doing an amazing job, sucking me off like that, twisting her head from side to side, her eyes staring up at me with every pump and twist, her hot breaths tickling my whole length as she slid all the way back to the very tip.
As I gasped and shuddered, she just sucked and slurped, her cheeks hollowing. Her eyes followed me the whole while, clearly delighting in every twitch I let out - when my hands balled into fists, part of me considering grabbing her head and just going wild, her own slid out to rest atop them, to silently command me to keep them where they were. Then she had this cocky little smirk in her gaze, and twisted her hands around, lacing her fingers together with mine, controlling my arms that way as she fucked her face up and down my cock.
When I finally did come, I didn't resist the urge to clamp my thighs on either side of her head, holding her down there as I came directly down her throat, my hips bucking. Her eyes widened, more in surprise than anything else, as I ejaculated - and when I was spent, she easily peeled herself back and off my cock. "Mmm... someone was a bit horny. Was Xico not satisfying you enough?" She prompted, as her fingers stroked my cock.
"She's been great," I said. I knew it wasn't what May wanted me to say, but I wasn't comfortable shittalking anybody except Kate. That kind of stuff is for people with low self-esteem.
May's lips squirmed on her face for a moment, then she started to peel her way out of her top, and her pants and panties a moment later, before quickly moving to straddle me. "Not as great as this," she said, with some confidence, as she slipped down my length, taking me to the base in a moment. She let out a soft sigh of pleasure, then placed her hands on mine, pinning them to either side of my head, and starting to fuck away.
She went at it hard and fast, pounding her body up and down, giving me a gorgeous view of her full breasts bouncing up and down. Her pussy squeezed down hard on my cock, muscles moving with alacrity and force, clearly trying their hardest to get me to come as she pumped on me. I just laid there, letting her do as she wished, enjoying as she leaned down to nibble at my neck, her lips kissing up towards my earlobe and then nibbling on it in an incredibly pleasant and intimate moment.
"I'm going to make it so you can't think of anything but my pussy," May whispered in my ear, her voice dripping with arousal as she suddenly pressed down her groin against mine, simply holding me inside her, squeezing. "I'm going to fuck you until you'll plead and beg to come away with me, to be my man forever, to let me make sweet love to you and keep you like a precious flower." She ground her pelvis against me, her clit brushing against my own groin, and I could feel her arousal, as her juices dripped out. "And I'll do exactly that. You'll never have to work a day in your life. Never have to do anything but look pretty on my arm."
It was definitely a very sexy thought, and I groaned as my hips bucked into her, my own orgasm rapidly approaching, my breath caught in my throat as I twitched desperately beneath her.
"That's it. Come inside me, my beautiful flower," she breathed, and on cue, I came, groaning as I ejaculated directly into her pussy. She shivered softly atop me, a faint sigh escaping her throat at the feeling of me orgasming again. Absently, I noted that she hadn't come yet - but May was the type of woman who took what she wanted, so I wasn't too worried about my failure to satisfy her. "I wonder how many times you can go for?" She asked, a teasing whisper as she started to move again, my still-sensitive cock sending brain-frying signals of pleasure as she started to bounce, her bare breasts sliding against my chest, nipples teasing me as she started to move again.
Her lips found mine, hungry, her tongue forcefully invading my mouth as she twisted and arched her spine, every movement seeming calculated to stimulate my cock inside her as her entire torso moved. It felt fantastic, particularly given the workout her pussy was putting in as it pleased me, and her kiss - she was an amazing kisser, her tongue slithering about inside my own, teasing my palate, my gums, my cheek, everywhere it could fine, her saliva dribbling down into my mouth as she moved faster and faster.
She made me come three more times before she orgasmed for the first time atop me, that pussy of hers going wild as she pulled back, casting her hair wildly around her as she let out a long, low moan, her whole body still twitching with pleasure, her pussy squeezing my dick. Then she got right back to it.
* * *
Xico was still feeling unsure about her relationship with Roger, when she unlocked his front door with the spare key. She felt his arousal, but at a distance it was ambiguous enough that she thought he might be masturbating, which made her creep in, wanting to see, floating over the ground as the door opened nearly-silently.
Then she heard the distinctive sound of another woman having sex with Roger, the wet thumps, the gentle pants and moans. She even recognized them - his across-the-hall neighbor, May Colvin. Her subdued psychic presence, combined with how... loud Roger's own arousal was, had apparently hidden her presence from Xico.
She didn't really mind, though. She gingerly approached, still remaining quiet, peeking in to watch the scene unfold. Up close, she could feel the quiet, possessive passion of the naked blonde atop Roger, as she bounced in place. She could feel the pleasure coursing off of Roger in waves, as he was pinned beneath her. There was a certain pleasure there, a joy in being controlled, that she hadn't really seen in Roger with anybody else. Was it special to May? She looked at Roger's feelings more closely, extracting from them something deeper.
I wish I could just reach out and grope those breasts of hers, but I'm pinned. Not that I mind - it's fun, letting her have all the control. I don't feel threatened, since she's just a normal woman, so I could easily push her off me if she did go too far. Mostly she seems to like pinning me and dirty talk, though, so I doubt she'd ever do that.
Xico let out a small noise at his thought, a sort of quiet squeak, but it was enough for both May and Roger to notice her presence. "Oh my, look who it is," May said, twisting her hips around and around on his cock, making him gasp in pleasure. "Your paramour is home," she told Roger, with a sadistic note to her voice, but apparently Roger kind of liked that sort of thing. "Oh, be certain not to come inside me as she watches," she added, though it was clear she was working very hard to make sure the opposite thing happened.
Roger did seem to feel a certain anxiety about the situation, so Xico was just about to automatically say it was okay, when he came. His hips bucked up into May, and she could feel the rising pleasure inside him as he sprayed and sprayed, as his body did its level best to knock up the woman. Her own breath grew shallow as she watched, as she felt Roger's pleasure, those warm waves washing over her in a way that was truly wonderful.
"I believe," May said, after he was finished, beginning to pop off his length, "that I should leave you two alone, to discuss your respective circumstances. Do not blame him too grievously," she said, to Xico. "I did seduce him."
Xico... didn't really like that. Not that May had had sex with Roger, but that she was 'seducing' him. It was clear that she meant to steal Roger away from her, and Xico didn't like that. Especially because she meant it in a mean way. Nora wanted to do that, but that was because she really liked Roger, and didn't want to share. May felt more like she was doing it as a point of personal pride. In any case, she stayed quiet while May left, absently following her mental presence until she was out past the front door, and which point she telekinetically locked it.
"Hey, Xico," Roger said. There was apparently some anxiety in him about what he'd just done. She could understand that... May wasn't exactly the most polite girl, about it.
"I think..." Xico said, trying to make herself stand up for herself. Mira had been pretty clear that she did need to, at least on occasion, and she was pretty sure this was such an occasion. "If we... lived together... you would have to... stop having sex... with May..." Maybe if she stopped being as possessive, but-
Roger just let out a small laugh. "Probably, yeah," he agreed. "Let me just wash off? I assume you don't want my dirty dick," he said, rising to his feet at superhuman speeds a moment later. Xico tilted her whole body to get a new angle on his butt as he went into the bathroom. If he noticed, he didn't show it.
* * *
Over the course of our week of living together, we did plenty of new things, and old things with new contexts. Since Xico was still temporarily on probation, she embraced the "housewife" aesthetic, especially once she noticed that I liked her wearing nothing but an apron.
Her cooking, however, wasn't that much better than mine - in some ways, it was worse, since she tried to cook "traditional Xaxuther dishes." Many of the dishes amounted to blood mixed into a soup or stew or milk - apparently Xaxuther people were really into the taste of blood. I can't say I was such a fan, which meant she rapidly wound up working in my wheelhouse: sandwiches, canned soup, nachos, spaghetti and similarly easy-to-prepare meals. She really would light up when I enjoyed a dish, though - which, combined with the fact that she didn't get dressed after cooking, meant we pretty much always wound up fucking on a nearby surface the moment the meal was done.
There was more than that. Despite the awkwardness with May, or maybe because of it, Xico acted almost like a seducer for girls from Star Heroic that I wanted to fuck (all of them), calling them over or setting things up so I could be even lazier about seducing women. (Not that it was hard, given how horny they were.)
* * *
"I'm... Roger's wife," Xico said, to a Kate that was as naked as the day she was born, other than a ring gag and a collar. She was uncontrollably drooling, her cheeks red, her nipples perky, her sex wet. "You can only... have sex with him... if I say..." Kate nodded rapidly in response to that, unable to do much else. (Well, given her strength, she probably could have just chomped through the ring gag - and her hands weren't bound, so she could have removed it the normal way, too.)
"Are you going to let me have sex with this sow?" I asked, groping one of Kate's tits, making the girl mewl in response. "She has a couple good holes, but she's not as good as you."
"I think... I will..." Xico said, with a petite nod. "But... she can't stand up... while she's here..." she declared with some confidence. "She can only crawl... and kneel... because she's a piggy..." she explained.
My cock was surging to attention at that - and it got even harder as Kate immediately hit the floor, on her hands and knees before me. I just got up behind her and stuck my dick inside, while Xico floated around, kissing me as I used Kate's very-eager cunt for my own selfish pleasure.
* * *
"Now, just you lie back," Mira said. "Xico said I could suck your brains out through your cock, that means none of this 'waha, I'm flipping the tables on you' stuff, handsome," she said, with a certain playful grin. Xico was in the kitchen, cooking spaghetti. "She really is a sweetie pie, don't take advantage of her," Mira added, before slurping my dick into her mouth.
I'll admit to strategically using my superspeed power to keep from coming until Xico was done with the meal, mostly to see what Mira would do in that circumstance. "Dinner... is ready..." Xico said, watching with tentacles wiggling uncertainly as Mira bobbed on my cock.
"I don't want it to go cold," I said to Mira, making Xico flush as she read my thoughts and realized what I was intending.
"Fine, fine," Mira said, popping off my cock. "I'll finish you off at the dinner table. Xico said," she added, like it was some sort of foolproof argument.
I didn't argue back, so I guess it was proof of this fool. She did her level best to make me spill the spaghetti and stop eating - and she succeeded several times, in the few minutes I let her suck my cock before I just let go in her mouth. Then she got up and ate her own serving, glancing my way with a hungry smile every so often.
When the meal was done, she rode me and I ate Xico out on our 'marital bed'.
* * *
"I am surprised that Xico is your type," Priscilla said, her fingers lacing together. "Is it the tentacles?"
"No, it's that she's sweet," I told Priscilla, making her hum in acknowledgement, shifting her chair closer to mine.
"Sweet. You know... I happen to know you're the sort of man who really likes to make his woman come. What if I made it very easy for Xico? What would you be willing to do for me in return?" Her voice was teasing and playful, but the words had my cock hard, as Xico continued to (seemingly obliviously) cook in nothing but an apron and a pair of panties. (The latter worn for Priscilla's benefit.)
"Eat you out?" I suggested. "Fuck you hard? What do you want?"
Priscilla just smiled. "I'll think of what I want later. Let me go prepare the ground for you," she said, hopping to her feet, going over to put her hand on Xico's shoulder. Xico's tentacles straightened out - she was obviously not oblivious to what Priscilla was doing - but she spared a glance back my way and gave a small nod of assent. "I should probably go, Xico - your man is going to want to fuck you while it's still in effect, and I'd rather give you two space," she explained.
"Bye," Xico said, quickly putting the sandwiches she'd been making in the fridge with her telekinesis, before floating over to me.
* * *
"Ah, fuck my ass, fuck my ass," a nude Esther said as she sat on hands and knees on the bed. "Fuck, this is, it," she breathed out, as I slammed away. "Fuck, fuck... can't believe... I should've, been a swinger," she continued, before coming on my cock, fingers clawing at the bed beneath her. Xico just watched the whole thing with a smile on her face and a waggle in her tails.
* * *
"It's the wifey and mistress telepathic combo," Tsuru said, kneeling down in between my legs alongside an equally-naked Xico. "Oh... I bet you'd like me in a maid uniform instead, hmm? I could play domestic - for a little bit, at least. Then you'll have to fuck me." Xico was just leaning in, tongues stretching out to slither along my length, and Tsuru kissed the tip of my cock. "Buy me a costume and next time I come over, I'll wear it," she said, before sucking me into her mouth.
* * *
"So do I like, pretend that you're really married?" Lope asked Xico. "Or are cohabitating boyfriend/girlfriend? I mean, it's awesome for you, for sure, but, uhh, not really clear on the specifics."
"We can just... play video games... and have sex..." Xico said. "It doesn't... have to be... weird."
"Gotcha," Lope said, flopping down on my couch. "Hey, last time we played video games at your place, you were wearing just your underwear," Lope noted, making Xico blush. "Wanna do that again?"
"Sure," I told her, pulling off my shirt, then my pants - we gamed for a while, before I just fucked Lope on the 'marital' bed while Xico ate my ass.
* * *
The only real flaw of the whole thing, was that I wasn't comfortable with Nora coming over. It felt too cruel to her, to make her act as if Xico was actually long-term cohabitating with me, given how sincere and obvious and blunt her affections were. Once Xico's probation at work ended, I also ended our cohabitation, and she left without much fuss, clearly looking forward to seeing me again at work.
It wasn't a hard confirmation that she'd be able to handle our relationship potentially crashing and burning, but it definitely made me feel more confident about going forward with things as they were.
May came by not an entire hour after Xico had moved her stuff out, and she wound up pinning me to the bed and wringing several more orgasms out of me. I didn't argue - it was fun.