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Remi and Anna

By: cottonballs



Remi stood in the corner of the bus shelter doing her best to hide from an intense summer squall. It in turn was doing its best to ruin the best efforts of her hairdresser's new style that had left her hair short and highlighted with silvery shades and pale golds. The rain had been unexpected and heavy and the increasing wind and distant sounds of thunder, laid down a clear enough warning that it was going to get worse before it got better.

Remi muttered to herself,

"So much for the bloody weather man's promises,"

She had left home that morning without a jacket or umbrella, trusting in the Met office belief that London's summer heat wave had at least a couple more days to run. She shuffled her feet and fidgeted in impatience. She's been waiting for twenty minutes already and the heavy traffic meant she was probably going to make her late in meeting Anna.

"Where's that bloody bus?"

She was becoming restless and annoyed that her best efforts at looking all fresh would be soon turned to 'drowned rat'. She kicked her foot against the side of the shelter, only to mark her pale lilac shoe with a dark and dirty line.

"Great. That's just about the icing on the cake now."

She cursed, looked up and then saw the bus turn a distant corner into the High Street and even from a distance she could make out that it was absolutely jammed packed. She wondered whether she would even be allowed to board. Through the traffic the bus crawled, until seemingly an age later it stopped at the shelter. Two dozen people spewed forth into the rain and the bustle of the busy shopping street, each in turn picking their own path through the gathered mass of those impatient to embark and reluctant to move in case they lost their place in the queue.

Remi managed to side-step the scrum and entered first. Quickly showing her pass to the driver she made a beeline for the single empty seat right over the rear axle of the double-decker bus. In a well practiced and graceful movement, she slid down sideways into the seat. She opened her small black shoulder bag and replaced the bus pass into a side zippered pocket and then, after clicking the bag shut, settled herself and looked out of the window at the bus queues and busy pavement. She turned her head to face forwards and then remembering her dirty shoe, she reached into her bag to retrieve a tissue to clean it. Fearing the rain had ruined her new look, she making a brief inspection of her new cut and much to her relief saw that the rain had done less damage to her hair than she had feared. She reached down to her shoe and after a few hard rubbing strokes managed to remove most of the greasy line from it. Remi settled back into the seat and then in an effort to make her self more comfortable, she resting her head on the glass and quietly drifted off with her thoughts. 

Remi was both nervous and excited. The truth of it was the visit to the hair dresser had been little more than a time killing activity to while away a couple of hours before she met up with Anna. In the last few months meeting Anna had left Remi anxious with a feeling of butterflies in her stomach and a tingling sensation lower down.

Anna was her mum's friend from the time when they were both at college. She was about four years younger than her mum and they had shared interests and been part of big social group that had partied and had fun together. She had returned to their area two years ago and since being introduced, Anna and Remi had become close friends. The age difference had meant little to either of them and Remi loved Anna's company and spirit of adventure. Anna's eyes seemed to light up every time she saw Remi and they had recently spent a lot of time doing 'girly things' together. When work allowed, her mum would join them and the three of them got on very well. Remi enjoyed their times together and she could recall many a day of endless laughter and evenings when the three of them would be at their home drinking wine late into the evening, talking about all sorts, but more often than not, just laughing at some life story or silly event. 

Remi had grown to love these home spent evening times together. Her relationship with her Spanish mum Marina was easy and relaxed. Anna's return to her mum's life had been a lovely addition for both her and Remi. Anna seemed so very comfortable around her mum and there was something about Anna that at first Remi had found curious, but of late had left her with feelings far deeper and more complex than Anna being 'just my mum's friend.'

Marina had noticed it to. One evening last winter, they had been at home together drinking wine watching a film together. Remi was curled up on the sofa behind Anna who was sitting with her back on the floor just in front of her. As the film progressed Remi became more and more aware of Anna's presence so close to her. Remi loved the smell of her soft perfume and as she lay on the arm of the sofa she could see down Anna's cleavage. That evening had become the start of Remi's almost obsession with Anna's breasts. At one point Anna had leaned slightly forwards and Remi had seen the top of her small pink nipples. That one look had set her heart thumping and had sent an instant signal of arousal to her pubic region. For the rest of the film she had tried to look again, desperate not to be noticed, but so aware of how much she wanted to catch a further glimpse of Anna's breasts. She was so aware of the ache between her legs and sensation of heat coming from her leggings.

Several times through the corner of her eye, Remi had seen her mum glancing at her and more so when Anna would laugh and lift her left hand up to touch Remi's arm. That evening in the living room Remi felt a huge tension within her. As the film's credits ran, Anna had twisted her head to turn and speak to Remi and at that moment she had seen her mum give her a deeper more intense, almost calculating look.

If Marina did ever wonder about her daughter's thoughts or feelings towards Anna, she never asked her directly but Remi guessed that her mum must have been wondering what her daughter was thinking. She had on occasion wondered if her mother thought she was a lesbian. Mind you, she had often wondered that her self, but it tended not to be women in general Remi thought about, it was just one particular woman. Remi constantly thought of Anna and at times she was like an incessant background hum of thought in her life. 

That night, as with many nights before and after, Anna stayed over in the spare room, or as they all came to call it, Anna's room. Soon after the film ended Remi said good night and she kissed both her mum and Anna and went to her room. She closed the door and then, free from her clothes, her hands went straight to her dense thatch of thick pubic hair and she masturbated to an intense orgasm with thoughts of touching and sucking Anna's nipples. It was the first of many such occurrences and it wasn't long before Remi was imagining doing things with Anna far more kinky and far more involved than just sucking her nipples.

Remi was the kind of young woman it would be easy to look at and miss. She was just over five feet tall and her stature could best be described as boyish. She was average weight with a slight widening of her hips and completely flat chested. Remi would be the first to say that she had no boobs at all. As an early teen in school she had a hard time with the other girls and some of the boys had been really horrible to her, but Remi did not let it bother her too much. She had a pretty face, the pale brown eyes of her mother, 'Spanish looks' and a smile that was warm and generous.

Remi liked to dress in a certain way. She was certainly not the average 'teenage slob' and she preferred close fitting dresses with a low neck lines and slight heels. She adored the Audrey H look and she felt her most comfortable when she colour matched. Today's outfit was a pale lilac shortish dress with matching kitten heels and a spaghetti belt with matching bag. Her newly tinted hair gave her just that little bit of contrast and interest to the classic style, enough to show her as young and not some wannabe stylized thirty year old.

The hot and humid bus ride had made Remi feel sleepy. She closed her eyes and let her mind wander. Soon enough it had turned to thoughts of Anna. Anna, forty three, never married, broad hipped and narrow waisted, pale as porcelain with strawberry blond hair, fine lines around her eyes and breasts large and carried in bras that let them swing from side to side and shiver as she moved. Anna's breasts, Remi's mind could not get away from Anna's breasts.

Remi dreamed of Anna's breasts. Many times since that movie night last winter she had fantasised about holding and squeezing them and often she had masturbated herself into a hot and slippery frenzy at the thought of sucking her breasts hard until they were red raw and inflamed. Sometimes, at the moment of her orgasm she would call out Anna's name.

"Fuck me Anna, stick your fucking arm up me. Make me cum."

She wasn't so lady like at those moments.

Remi would rub her clitoris hard and almost rip at her thick pubic thatch and try and cram as many fingers deep into her pussy as she could. Sometimes afterwards, when she was soaking wet and utterly spent she would roll on to her side and slide two fingers deep into bottom. It was post orgasm when she loved most to dig into and stretch her rear end wide. It was her favorite erotic depravity and she loved it.

Remi, for all her slight manner and seemingly demure ways was deeply into her bottom. She had discovered the pleasure of dilating it, fingering it is, stretching it and making it wet and greasy. of course, living at home with her mum had presented issues with regards to her actions and she had over the last couple of years she had become very good at having almost silent orgasms whilst stretching her bottom with the biggest dilation toys she could get her hands on.

Remi had first started experimenting with her waste about the same time she first masturbated over Anna. It had been so random, so unexpected, but one day when alone in the house busting to go to the loo she had a sudden compulsion to watch herself defecate. She was full and desperate to go, but she quickly left the bathroom and returned with her table stand makeup mirror. Placing it on the floor in front of the bath she put down almost half a toilet roll on the floor and then, lying on her back she positioned herself so that with her legs open she could see her bottom. She lifted her legs, held them like a frog and then relaxed her bottom and pushed.

She had been rewarded with a mirrored view of her waste leaving her body. She'd pushed harder, forcing out all that she could and then, after lowering her legs so that the pile of shit was almost touching her pubic hair, she had touched herself with furious lust filled energy. Her orgasm was intense and then sitting up afterwards, she had lifted the heavy mass of the coiled waste to the toilet and let it slide off her hands into the bowl.

She cleaned herself, had a quick shower and then returned to her room. She lay on the bed with a sense of sexual contentment that she had not experienced before. She turned on her side and with her bottom facing the bedroom wall with her left hand, reached back and let first one finger, then a second enter her bottom. The feeling of penetration had been wonderful and Remi pushed hard so that three fingers could just about enter into her anus. She felt full and the sensations around her bottom were as intense, if not more so than those around her vagina.

From that day forwards, Remi had taken every opportunity to repeat her bathroom experience. She became more adventurous and at nineteen purchased various toys and dilators to maximise the sensations she received from her bottom pleasure.

One spring day, just a few months before, when her mum was at work and she knew she was going to be alone for a few hours, she stripped naked in her room. Several days before, on her way home from college, she had bought some plastic disposable tablecloths. She tore open the plastic wrapping and then laying it on the floor in from of her full length wall mirror. She looked at herself. Her nipples were hard and her vagina was already soaking wet in anticipation. She squatted and then, on a plate taken from the kitchen, emptied herself. She stood and then lifting the plate up she picked up some of the soft coils with her fingertips. The smell of her waste filled the room and then Remi rubbed the shit all over her chest and her nipples. She took more and rubbed on to her stomach and then with her clean hand, in front of the mirror she frigged herself to an intense orgasm, calling out,

"Fuck me Anna, cover me with your shit... Rub it on to my tits. Fill my cunt with your shit Anna. Fuck me with your shit. Fuck my arse. Anna, fuck me everywhere."

As her orgasm spasmed through her body she took a handful of waste and smeared it in to her dense pubic thatch. Pulling at he thatch, she smeared it all around the tops of her thighs and then, at the most intense moment of her orgasm pushed her shit filled fingers into her mouth. She gagged, but in the intensity of her orgasm forced herself to suck on her fingers. She swallowed her shit, spluttered on her gag reflex, tasting the bitter sticky semi solid mass in the back of her throat as she felt it slowly slide down and into her stomach. 

Remi's heart was pounding, Her orgasm seemed to have consumed her completely and in the moment of utter lust she bent down and reaching for the still half filled plate, she scooped up more of her waste and pushed it into her mouth. Her other hand was pulling at her clitoris and Anna stood in front of the mirror, with mouth open and her shit so clearly visible inside it and forced her self to swallow. She chewed, small bits fell out. A brown saliva trail dripped down her chin to mix with the shit sticking to her nipples and all the time Remi kept on chewing. She came a second time watching herself swallow her waste until then, utterly spent, she dropped to her knees and panted. She closed her eyes and out loud spoke in a voice breathless and hoarse,

'Remi you fucking dirty bitch. You fucking dirty cunt... you fucked up dirty bitch.'

She panted with her heart beating fast and her stomach in knots and then taking a deep breath lifted her head to look at herself in the mirror.

Her mouth was stained brown, her nipples and breast bone were caked in shit and glistening with sweat. Slowly and with deliberate action Remi moved her dirty hand to rub her still hard nipples. She felt utterly depraved. She felt deliciously dirty and wanton and as she kneeled in front of her mirror, her only thought was of Anna and what she wanted her to do to her. 

It took an hour to clean up everything and a good few hours with the window open for Remi to remove the 'evidence' of her afternoon's play. By the time she was finished she was hot and thirsty. She showered the evidence away and then walking down the stairs stopped half way and said out loud to the empty house,

"Hi, i'm Remi, i'm a shit fucker."

She paused a moment, then as if acknowledging her true self and deeper needs, nodded and continued down the stairs to the kitchen. Several cups of strong coffee did a good job of removing the lingering taste of shit from the back of her throat.

Remi had other twists to her perversions. Recently she had discovered the sustained erotic pleasure of filling her pants. One of her favourite 'sex treats' as she called it was to go for a walk late at night. She would wear extra tight underwear and then, as she walked along she would try and expel the waste from her bowels. Of course, with no where for it to go and with such tight underwear, it was never a quick thing. In fact, with some skill, Remi could make the act last a full half an hour. She loved walking the last few hundred yards home with her pants full and her sphincter in a state of semi open evacuation. Just once her mother had almost caught her, having returned from work barely moments after Remi had managed to clear up the mess and put her clothes into the wash. 

Remi woke from her daydreams with a start. The bus was close to her stop and she jumped up to reach the bell. it groaned to a halt and on her way out she thanked the driver. Her daydreams of Anna had left her aching to touch herself and as she stepped off the bus, she could feel the warm tingling wetness in her pants and she had felt that familiar lustful pleasure of wanting to stretch her bottom wide and stuff things inside it.

She turned to walk towards Anna's house, the butterflies of excitement growing inside her.

"Remi, Remi, over here. Turn around."

Anna. Remi turned to see Anna standing in a shop doorway, full bags in hands and a bunch of flowers hanging precariously over the top of one of them. Remi walked quickly towards her. Anna was wearing a white low cut summer dress if Anna wasn't mistake, she had no bra on. Her stomach jumped at that thought.

"Hi Anna, here let me."

Remi reached for the flowers and took a bag from Anna.

"Thanks darling. Love the new hair."

Anna spoke breathlessly.

"Oh yeah, thanks. You been running Anna?"

"Yeah, I wanted to avoid the rain and it looks like we just might make it before that thunderstorm hits. Come on quick."

They fell into a quick step and a few minutes later they arrived at Anna's house. 

"Here, grab the keys from my bag Remi."

Anna's bag was tucked under her arm and Remi carefully reached for it to try and get her keys. She felt butterflies in her stomach as in reaching for the bag she had no way of escaping touching the sides of Anna's breasts. Her hands grasped the sides of the bag, pressing in the soft breast flesh. Anna was hot and sweating and the dress was clammy and wet and Remi felt her heart pounding. Anna had no bra on and the soft flesh of her breasts yielded to her touch. Remi felt a surge of arousal. Her vagina throbbed and she felt her own braless nipples harden under the soft cotton of her dress.

What ever was going on inside her, Anna was oblivious to. She looked up at the gathering clouds.

"Quick hun. Come on, get in, here it comes."

As if on cue the heavens opened and the rain fell in torrents.

"Well, that was lucky, just in time."

Remi didn't reply, her mind was still recalling he sensations of touching the sides of Anna's heavy breasts; the first time. They felt so soft and yielding and wonderful and heavy. Remi felt her heart pounding. Anna continued,

"Hey, I like the new hair, it looks great, it really suits you Remi."

"Yeah?' You think so?"

"I do. In fact, I think i've got just the thing upstairs that will go with it. I've got a vintage wrap that would suit you perfectly. Lets get this stuff into the kitchen and i'll get it for you. Here, put the kettle on, i'm gasping for a coffee."

Remi took the bags in to the kitchen and together they put the shopping in the fridge and the cupboard.

"Here, You make the coffee whilst i go find it."

"Sure, no problem."

Remi put the kettle on, readied the mugs and sat at the dark oak kitchen table as the kettle boiled. She heard Anna clattering around upstairs and the sounds of cupboards opening and things being dragged across floors. After a few minutes she called down. 

"Found it Remi, it'll look perfect on you."

"Bring it down, you've got me all curious now."

"Hold on... i've found something else as well."

"What?"

"You'll see. Be patient."

The kettle boiled. Remi rose, made them both a cup of strong dark instant roast and then taking the two pale blue mugs to the kitchen table, went in search of Anna's not so secret biscuit supply. Anna used to hide the barrel - a game played by two people happy in the knowledge that they both had a sweet tooth. She found it under the kitchen sink. She smiled - too easy Anna, that's hardly even a hide! She was tucking into her third biscuit as Anna turned the bottom of the stairs with shoes in one hand and wrap in the other.


Remi and Anna



"Hah!. I thought i'd thrown these away. But you know what; they'd look perfect on you."

The shoes were pale gold and the wrap was a slight shade darker but in the light seemed to shimmer with a pearlesence that made Remi gasp.

"Anna, that's gorgeous. Where did you find that?"

"Aah, I used to wear things like this a long time ago. I used to be a smart dresser did me. Not that you'd know it know it looking at me know all fat and saggy, but I used to have a great figure and a bloody expensive wardrobe."

"What you talking about, you/re not fat and saggy, you've got a great figure Anna. You're bloody gorgeous."

Anna laughed, the small crow's feet sounding her eyes deepening as she beamed a big smile at Remi. She continued with a voice trying to sound like some old wise mother hen,

"Too kind sweetheart, too kind. This old bird is well past her prime. It's down to the likes of you now to carry the smart chick look."

Anna placed the shoes and scarf on to the table, pulled the chair out from the table and flopped into it. Her heavy chest bounced three times. Remi counted.

"I can't really carry off the posh look Anna, I know I look ridiculous. Look at me, there's nothing to me. I'm a bean pole. I can't fill the dresses out at all. You do a far better job of it that I do. I don't even own a bra let alone need to wear them."

'Oh come on Remi, you look great, all the boys would be champing at the bit to get their hands on your goodies... and anyway, bras are overrated. I hate mine. I much prefer to not wear it."

"Yeah right. i'm many things Anna, but I sure as hell aren't a trophy and I'm certainly no arm ornament."

"Good! Why would you want to be either of those things when you're bloody gorgeous the way you are? Anyway, i'm sure there's a Mr. right out there for you somewhere."

The sentence hung in the room and even with the rain drumming on the windows, the silence was palpable. Remi said nothing but thought Mr. right? No, there's a miss right and she's sitting here in front of me. She did however blush. She felt awkward. Anna had never really complemented her before. Well, not in this way anyway. In fact no one ever had, apart from her mother, and in such things, a mother's view doesn't mean the same. Her blushes were accompanied by a tingling between her legs. Much to Remi's acute embarrassment, she felt her nipples start to harden. he dress was thin and her blushes redden more as she thought that Anna must be able to see the effects her words were having one her.

If Anna had noticed, she certainly didn't say anything. She took a quick slurp of coffee and then spoke,

"Right then, come on, try the shoes and shawl on."

Almost reluctantly Remi arose from her seat. Anna sat smiling at her, her face a mixture of affection and encouragement and ... and something else? Remi was unsure.

"Put the shoes on first Remi."

Remi reached down and picked up the shoes. Normally she was careful how she moved, mindful of being braless and wearing low dresses and V cut tops. At this moment though, all she could think of was the beauty of ornate embroidery decoration on the sides and front of the shoes.

"Anna they are beautiful, they really are."

"Aren't they just. Now buckle them up. I want to see how they look when you move."

Remi slipped the first shoe on. The buckle was stiff and she it took a few minutes to make the strap end slide through the clasp. She lifted herself slightly off the chair and pulled the dress upwards to make it easier for her. The front of her dress gaped open, revealing to Anna her prominent and puffy right nipple. Remi, though she was completely flat chested had pronounced areolas and pink nipples. Her recent state of arousal had left them still slightly hard and flushed with blood. If she had looked up, she would have seen Anna staring at her nipples with a look of deepest concentration. From the moment Remi had pulled the dress and it gaped, Anna had done nothing but stare at her exposed nipple.

"Just the other one now. It's so comfortable."

"Good."

Anna adjusted per arm position to focus on the other shoe and the dress gaped even more to reveal the other nipple. Anna leaned back slightly and bit her lower lip as from her new position she could see down Anna's dress to Remi's flatish stomach. Anna spoke and the words she said made her snap out of her state.

"Oh they are perfect Remi."

She continued,

"I've thought for ages now they would be, but this is the first chance i've really had to see for myself."

Remi pulled the second strap through.

"There, done."

Anna took one last look at Remi's nipples and had to fight with herself to sit up taller in the chair. Her face was a tight smile when Remi straightened up with her shoes buckled up.

"Come on then, lets see how you move."

Remi pushed the chair back, stood and took a couple of small steps forwards.

"OMG, they are wonderful Anna."

"Yes I can see that. In fact, they look fabulous on you. They really suit your Remi."

Had Remi turned her head back to look at Anna at that exact moment and not been so engrossed in the shoes, she would have seen Anna bite her lower lip hard enough for it to whiten. She would have seen a deeply troubled and conflicted look on Anna's face. Instead, all she heard was Anna say,

"Here, let me help you with the wrap. It's a bit delicate and fiddly."

Anna pushed the chair back stood and walked around the table to stand behind Remi. She picked up the scarf allowing the edge to drag and then brush delicately along Remi's right arm. 

"Oh it feels so soft. it's so smooth Anna."

"Well it is finest Satin and Cashmere and the weave is real gold wire."

"No, surely not."

"Yep, most definitely is. It was given to me by a good friend many years ago. Time it had a new owner now. New owner, new lease of life. Here, let me help you."

Anna opened the scarf and then laying it on Remi's shoulders, she let the material slide down Remi's arms. She stood back and with a small nod of approval spoke,

"There, beautiful. it suits you so well. Remi, it was made for you."

"Anna, it's amazing. It makes me feel amazing... so... sexy!"

"So it should, but you are amazing Remi and sexy to."

The sentence seemed to hang in the air a moment and instantly Anna regretted saying it.

There was tightness in Anna's voice that made Remi's stomach knot. She thinks i'm sexy! Remi's mind leapt. She wanted to turn around to face Anna, but dared not. She wanted to, but the uncertainty of what she would do next made her freeze. She thought the best thing to do was to not say anything and ignore the last bit of Anna's sentence. But before she had a chance to say anything, Anna had stepped up close behind her.

Anna stood maybe a foot behind Remi and raised her arms and slowly caressed them down Remi's arms and spoke in a quiet almost whispering voice,

"There, just removing the creases. Go look at yourself in the mirror. The one in the hall, go look."

Remi just wanted to turn around and kiss Anna. She wanted to turn around and confront her head on with a kiss on her lips that would let her know exactly how she felt. But instead, the young and inexperienced Remi did the opposite. She took a step away from Anna. Part of her mind yelled at her to turn around, that now was the perfect time to say how she felt about Anna but she could not, would not. She resisted and instead moved to the mirror and turning to it called back down the corridor to Anna who had resumed her seat at the kitchen table.'

"Oh it's wonderful Anna. Are you sure?"

Without looking up Anna replied with a quiet almost sad voice,

"Yes darling, they both suit you. You really do look stunning. Your mum will love them to."

Remi said nothing. Her stomach was in knots. Anna's close presence, the touch of her hands on her arms and the sensation of the satin on her skin was making her ache with wanting. Remi felt the most overwhelming sense of arousal. She was sweating. Her forehead was wet, her underarms were damp and her pants... they felt sodden. As she turned to walk back to the kitchen, Remi caught the aroma of her own sex. She could smell her own arousal. She panicked. Anna would know! Shit she thought, what do I do now?

"You ok Remi?'"

"Yes coming, just need to go to he loo."

"No worries, bring the shoes and the scarf in first though."

Shit. Remi cursed under her breath.

"Ok, just a minute."

Remi didn't know what to do. As she caught a glance at herself as she turned, to her absolute horror she realised the back of her dress, right near her backside, showed a damp patch.

'"Fuck it, I must be soaking,"

She hadn't meant to say the words out loud, but they just slipped out.

"Sorry hun, what did you say?"

"Oh nothing Anna, just saying it's hot and i'm all sweaty now."

"I know, me to. It's like a sauna out there with all this rain."

Remi stood in the hallway, then bent down to take her shoes off. They were easier to take off than on than put on and when she stood up, Anna was standing in the door way smiling.

"See, I said you'd look beautiful... and you do."

Remi walked towards her and then, doing something she had done so many times in the last few years, she moved close to Anna and kissed her gently on her right cheek.

"Thank you Anna, they are beautiful."

Anna barely responded. The faintest of nods came from her, but her eyes seem to say something else completely different. Remi noticed her reaction and was surprised that the usually so demonstrative Anna had not given her a hug or a kiss back. 

"Are you ok Anna?"

A moment's pause from Anna followed, then she replied,

"Yes, i'm fine, I think my blood sugar must be a little low as I feel slightly faint. i think I need to sit down Remi."

"Oh no, are you ok Anna, is there anything I can do to help?"

Instinctively Remi had moved towards Anna and was reaching towards her to hold her arm.

'"No Remi, i'm fine. Please, there's nothing wrong, I just need to sit down."

"Here, let me help you."

Remi moved close to Anna and holding her arm she helped her to the chair. As they moved, Remi's arm caught her coffee cup which upturned spilling the dregs over the table and her chair. She did not notice. Anna sat down and Remi pulled her chair closer to her and also sat. She quickly stood again and reaching around she put her hands on the now large wet patch on the back of her pale lilac summer dress.

"Oh Remi. that's going to stain. You need to take it off hun.'"

"No it's fine Anna, it hardly matters. Are you feeling better that you're sitting down?"

"Yes, better. thanks."

She tried to make light of it by reaching for another biscuit,

"See, a hob-nob is good for your health after all."

She looked at Remi who held her gaze. Anna could see the look of concern on her face and spoke to reassure her.

"I'm fine Remi. I just got a bit dizzy then. It happens sometimes. Maybe I got up too quickly."`

Remi said nothing but her look of concern softened slightly. Anna pretended to concentrate on eating the biscuit, all the time cursing herself for being so stupid. Anna glanced up again tried to gauge Remi's look. She was relieved that her reaction to Remi's kiss had been so well covered by her feigned low sugar dizziness.

Remi stood up and felt the back of her dress. As she twisted it around the material was pulled taught at the front, drawing the material tightly against Remi's hard nipples. Anna stared. This was just too much. She felt she could not help herself, that her desire for Remi was winning over any sense of self control. She felt her self giving in to her own lust, feeling her underwear wet with her arousal as her stomach turned knots. Her head spun. She whispered quietly in barely formed words,

"Jees Remi, you have no idea what you're doing to me do you?"

Remi twisted around to face Anna and saw the pained look upon her face. Worried at what might be happening to her friend, with a voice full of concern she asked again,

"Anna, are you ok, you don't look well. Do you need a doctor?"

She took a small step closer towards Anna and and crouched down close in front of her. Gently she placed her hand of Anna's hands, letting her finger tips close on top of hers and with her right hand she gently caressed the the of her wrist.

"Anna? Are you ok?"

Anna sat completely still with eyes tightly shut. Her breathing was shallow and her chest made only the slightest rising movement as she inhaled. Her head was spinning with sensory overload. She so wanted to tell Remi what she felt, what she wanted, but she just could not, dared not express her aching lust and need for her. She just knew that Remi's dress had gaped open, it always did as she leaned forwards and she was so close to her she felt that Remi was almost falling into her lap. She could not open her eyes as if she did she would be starting right at Remi's nipples and then Remi would know exactly what she was thinking and feeling. 

But the thought of what she so desperately wanted to look at made her ache below. Her stomach cramped and she moved slightly forwards in the chair. Remi drew closer still, their faces barely six inches apart. . She felt Remi's hot breath at the side of her cheek and then, with her young friend so close to her, so worried and concerned, she smelt something unexpected. Remi... Remi was aroused. She knew. It was her. That smell, the sharp and pungent smell of female arousal. Her dress was short and then, as Anna opened her eyes slightly, she looked straight down the tightly stretched material of her pale dress short summer dress, straight into the soaking wet and translucent material of Remi's underwear and within, the darkly wet matted thick bush covering Remi's vagina.

Anna closed her eyes tighter. She felt Remi tense and then, so gently, so quietly Remi whispered,

"I know Anna, I feel it to. I've been feeling it for ages. I just didn't know if you felt the same, if you felt what I felt."

Anna froze. She held her breath, barely daring to breath. Time stopped. In those few moments, she felt Remi's weigh shift forwards to press down on Anna's hands, as she barely whispered words, that made Anna's heart race,

"I feel it to Anna. It's like an ache. I know you feel it to, I know you do Anna. Anna?"

Anna slowly opened her eyes and lifted her gaze to look into the Remi's so close face. But her eyes stopped lower, fixated by Remi's hard pointing nipples separated by taught skin over a breast bone that Anna had always wanted to touch and kiss. Remi inhaled deeply and her hands squeezed harder on top of Anna's bearing all her weight. Finally Anna's head rose to the same level as Remi's, their mouths inches apart Anna ached to kiss her but she desperately wanted Remi to give one last signal that she wanted the same as her. Remi's eyes closed and then did hers and she felt Remi fall gently towards Anna as their mouths met.

The intensity of the kiss was so unexpected. It was gentle at first, cautious and probing. Their tongues tipped, then in a moment Remi sunk towards her and Anna broke their hand hold and lifted her arms to hold her tightly. They kissed, tongues in each others mouths, tasting, caressing, touching, needing to consume each other.

They broke the kiss after what seemed to Remi like an eternity. Her head was dizzy and her heart was thumping. Anna lifted her hands to Remi's face and drew her close. They kissed again, this time harder, more deliberate, more intense than before.

Anna moved her arms to the nape of Remi's neck and then slowly, deliberately, with absolute intention she pulled the dress zipper downwards. Remi's kiss froze. Anna, holding her tight with her other arm did not let her break the mouth to mouth seal. She probed her tongue into Remi's mouth. Harder, harder still she sought a response from Remi, but Remi had frozen.

The zip crackled as it lowered. there was a slight tug as it reached fully open and then, so gently Anna pushed Remi away from her. But Remi held on, not wanting to let go.

Anna pushed more firmly, finally breaking the kiss as Remi sat back on her haunches. Neither spoke. Slowly, Remi stood up.

The dress slid from her shoulders, exposing first her left nipple. The right strap seem to hang still a moment longer, then slipped off, leaving the lilac dress a crumpled heap on the floor and Remi now naked bar her underwear in front of Anna.

Remi, kneeling in front of Anna then raised her arms. Anna moved forwards to her, their mouths meeting for a third passionate kiss. Their arms interlocked and Remi felt Anna's arms drop down to her lower back, her nails digging in with a sharp sensation as they clawed down to slide into the top of her pants. Remi felt Anna's hands tense, as like talons they dug gently into the soft flesh of her bottom. Then Anna dug deeper. Her nails were hard and each hand gripped her soft flesh, kneading deep into her small firm rump. Remi could feel every nail and her feelings of intense arousal made her groan This spurred on Anna to kiss her harder still and kneed the flesh of her bottom. This was no tentative first touch of the nervous Instead, this was a deep aching lusting need expressing itself physically in marking the person as theirs, as their own. Anna was marking her new found territory in reddening nail marks and indentations in a young and craving partner.

Their kiss continued, with neither daring to break their intense bond. Then Remi felt Anna's grip relax, her nails release their deep hold on her flesh as then, with a deliberate intention, she felt Anna's right hand slide down the cleft between her cheeks and rest over her most secret and intimate of places. Though Remi had never had a sexual partner those several years of solitary hard anal play had trained her bottom to open up. She moved closer to Anna, holding her tighter, willing Anna to slide her fingers lower.

Anna responded, sliding her fingers down to Remi's now opening rar orifice. Remi was soaking wet, both with her own juices, sweat and the spilled coffee The sensation of Anna's fingers near her favourite spot was bringing her closer and closer to an intense orgasm.

As they kissed, Anna's finger traced small circles around her hole and then delicately, slowly she let first one finger, than a second slide into Remi's relaxing hole. 

With one finger just inside her hot rectum, Anna started to push harder and with a now obvious intent, pushed more fingers deeper into her now teen lover. As she pumped her anus with her left hand her right moved around and slid into the thick bush of very wet pubic thatch, searching for her front opening. Her fingers traced along the groove and then, by slightly adjusting her position, she placed her hand to Remi's front opening.

In the depths of their intense kiss, Remi nodded and as a signal to continue, Anna slid her fingers into Remi's soaking wet vagina. Remi squirmed. Her heart pounded as finally she felt someone else do to her what she had imagined so many times when alone in her room. She moved her knees further apart allowing Anna greater access. Anna pushed deeper until their physical positions made it impossible for her to go any further. But what Anna had done was more than enough to bring Remi to orgasm.

It had been building from the moment Anna had found her clit and rubbed her nail over it. She spasmed and her vagina pulsed in fine contractions as Anna slid her fingers in and out of her. It produced the most intense sensation from deep within the lower part of her body. Anna continued pumping her hand hard into Remi's vagina, whilst the fingers in her anus did their best to stretch it as wide as it would go. From deep within she felt her muscles first flutter then spasm as Anna's hands resisted the contractions of both her anus and her vagina. She was panting, almost groaning. Their mouths were still locked in deep embrace but Remi felt her back arching as the orgasm receded, her anus firmly closing expelling Anna's fingers from her anus. Anna's drew her hands through Remi's sodden pubic mess one last time, her hands then returning to her back, tracing small circles over her skin with the pads of her fingers.




Remi and Anna



Then, gently, so gently Anna traced in fingers wet and sticky the word upon Remi's back;

mine.

Theirs lips broke their seal and both women took deep breaths of air. Remi was covered in sweat, her nipples hard and jutting forwards as she straightened up. Anna adjusted herself in the chair, pulling herself upwards and forwards and then, finally, with her head level with Remi's nipples, she reached her arms around her, drawing her close so that she could, finally after many months dreaming of sucking them, take one of Remi's nipples into her mouth.

Her tongue touched the end of Remi's right nipple. It was hard and seemed barely to move as she circled it with her tongue. Remi drew herself upright, arching her back, drawing herself close to the sitting Anna. Her hands rested behind her back, her head tilted slightly backwards as Anna took her nipple into her mouth and started to suck it gently.

Remi's nipples weren't the most sensitive, but the sensation of the moment, the heat of their lust had the juices flood from her vagina. Every time Anna pulled and sucked, it felt that her vagina would flood some more. it was the most intense feeling of her life and for Remi, the most wonderful sense of erotic fulfillment she had ever had. She groaned. Anna took this as a cue to start caressing her back, gently moving her hands over the small of her back and back down to the top of her bottom. This made Remi shiver. She never knew she was so sensitive there and the small circles of movement Anna was making with her hands, sent shivers through her body, signaling to her that she was building to a second orgasm.

"Stop it Anna, please, I can't take it any more. Please, just for now."

Anna's tongue ceased its circular motion and then almost reluctantly she moved her mouth from Remi's nipple and rested her head on the side of Remi's stomach. They remained motionless for a moment and then Remi placed her hands on Anna's shoulders. Anna's head dropped down slightly. She spoke very quietly,

"Oh Remi, if you only knew how long i've been wanting to do this with you."

Remi said nothing in reply, but instead her hand gently touched the back of Anna's head. Anna signed.

"I've been dreaming about this for ages Remi. I've wanted this these last two years. Ever since I met you all those months ago i've wanted this."

Remi continued to stroke her hair and then barely croaked a reply,

"I did to, but I was scared. I wanted you so much."

Anna said nothing and Remi stood caressing the back of her hair. Then so gently Anna kissed Remi on the top of her stomach. The kiss was small, just the slightest movement of her lips. She kissed again, another small kiss, but slightly lower. Remi's hand moved slightly from the back of Anna's head to her shoulder, letting the weight of her arm be supported by Anna. Anna kissed again, again slightly lower, this time just above her belly button. The kiss was gentle and firm - a kiss with signaled an obvious intention. Remi moved slightly, shifting the weight from one foot to the other, opening her legs slightly.

Anna kissed her belly button and then her mouth closed over it, gently sucking and kissing, her tongue slowly circling the young skin, lifting and moving the soft flesh around. Her tongue dipped in and her teeth gently grasped the skin, pulling some in to her mouth as she then bent her head even lower. She stopped and then, lifting her head slightly, she looked up at Remi and asked,

'Am I the first?'

Remi nodded. Anna looked at her a moment longer, nodded gently and then lowered her head. Remi's hand slid up to the top of Anna's head, gently pushing her down so that Anna was again level with her belly button. Remi felt the fire of expectation. She felt the sweat on the back of her neck and her underarms were soaking. Her back was wet where Anna's hands were touching and she wondered if that was her or whether it was Anna's hot hands. Remi knew what she wanted to happen next. So many times she had masturbated to the thought of Anna spreading her wide, eating her out, sucking on her hairy bush as she came in her mouth. Suck me Anna, please suck me. Eat me Anna, just do it. Please, just do it. 

Remi so wanted this, yet she did not know how to say the words out loud. She felt she could not ask Anna to do what she desperately wanted, so instead, she actioned her intent with movement. She took one small step backwards away from the chair, signalling her desire. Anna kissed lower still, her tongue now at the top of her sodden underwear. Remi looked down at her. She held her breath as Anna's hands slid down her back and moved to her sides. Oh please don't stop, not now. I need you to do this. Don't stop, not now Anna.

Anna's thumbs hooked under the side of her briefs. Remi liked functional underwear. She was never one for frilly things, preferring the practical cut and design of briefs. Anna's hands slid down her legs, but the gusset held firm. She opened her legs slightly and the slight tension in the elastic made the underwear fall quickly to the ground. Anna kissed lower. Remi could smell her own sex. Her secretions were usually strong, but in the confines of the kitchen, on this hot summer day with the rain beating on the kitchen window, the smell seemed to her to be almost overpowering. For a moment she was fearful that it would be too much for Anna, that she would be disgusted by the smell of her and she would stop.

She did not. Anna kissed lower, slowly her bottom slid to the edge of the chair and her knees fell forwards. A moment later Anna was on her knees in front of Remi. Instinctively Remi moved her hands to Anna's shoulders, gently caressing them, as Anna kissed the skin just above the line of her pubic hair. Anna's hands moved to her bottom, slowly drawing Remi towards her. Remi took a small step forwards, parting her legs slightly as Anna kissed her heavy pubic thatch.

Anna's head dropped lower, her mouth now level with the parting of her legs and kissed Remi's matted thatch. The smell of her sex was so strong and Remi felt the juices pouring from her. Anna kissed again and then, with one more slight shift forwards, her tongue touched Remi's labia. No kiss this time, but instead a tongue firm and searching. That first touch seemed to unleash in Anna her deepest carnal desire. She pulled Remi towards her, gouging her nails once more into her bottom.

Remi's knees buckled slightly as she opened her knees more and in doing so, Anna's tongue scraped against her clitoris. My god! Remi gasped as Anna's tongue slid along her clitoris and then lower it went, searching for the entrance to her vagina. Anna pulled Remi closer towards her, almost unbalancing her, forcing her to take a small step closer to Anna which positioned Anna's head right under her vagina. Remi gaped. Anna's tongue was inside her, probing, sucking. She looked down to see Anna's nose buried in her pubic thatch. Anna's eyes were tightly closed as she fed her lust for Remi. The tongue went deeper, probing, searching and she felt Anna's jaw pressing into her bottom. It was as if Remi was using Anna's face as a seat. Anna head moved backwards and forwards, in a slow rhythm as her tongue moved along her labia from vagina to clit.

Remi's clitoris became the centre of her being. Anna pulled it in to her mouth, her tongue tracing a line from the fold of the hood down to the entrance to her vagina. She sucked, she nibbled, she moved her mouth from side to side and every movement and every sucking action added to Remi's life sensations she had never before experienced. The intensity of the moment was almost overpowering.

"I'm going to cum Anna. You're going to make me cum."

Remi knew it was just moments away from happening. She felt that so familiar tightening in her stomach. Her thigh muscles locked her legs solid and then, with Anna's tongue deep inside her contracting and fluttering vagina, she orgasmed for a second time. The sensations flooded her body. Her leg muscles spasmed in tensioned objection as she felt herself empty into Anna's mouth. Anna's tongue kept moving, never stopping, pulling the fluid from her vagina into her mouth. Her mouth never left her body and Remi could feel the hot breath of her breathing through her nose on her skin and pubic hair. 

Anna's hands dug deeper into her bottom and then, as the contractions started to subside, Anna's grasp released slightly as both her hands moved to cup her cheeks and her fingers sought out her anus. Remi's leg muscles buckled and she felt her legs press on to Anna's shoulders, but still Anna did not stop tonguing her.

Anna's fingers probed deeper, searching for her anus. First one middle finger from one hand then the middle finger from the other slipped through the wetness of her circular muscle and entered into her. Gently, so gently Anna moved her fingers in and out to the rhythm of her tongue. Remi felt herself starting to lose her balance. Quickly she lifted her hands from Anna's shoulders and rested them on the top of the kitchen chair. 

Without taking her mouth from Remi's sex, she slid herself forwards more. Remi shifted her weight forwards onto her arms, letting them, take her weight and in doing so parted her feet slightly. Anna shuffled forwards again, her mouth now firmly over the entrance to Remi's vagina. With her legs now wider apart and Anna directly under her, she felt the full effect of Anna's tongue in her now dilating vagina. it felt wonderful and erotic and Remi was loving every moment of it. It felt depraved, maybe even slutty, but what ever it was, Remi did not want it to stop.

Anna's fingers drover deeper into her anus. Two fingers were joined by two more. Remi felt the shift in Anna's focus as she concentrated on her anus. Remi loved it. Her anus, for so long the focus of her deepest and dirtiest desires was now been stretched by the woman she'd fantasied over for months. 

Remi relaxed her sphincter. Her training had not been in vain as she willed the muscle to contract as Anna slipped two more fingers into her. It felt that Anna was opening her up, making a space between her hands. Slowly but surely, Anna started to dilate Remi's anus. Her fingers started to pull her anus open, stretching it, prizing it open. Anna's tongue stopped moving. It was if all her efforts were now concentrated upon Remi's now dilated anus. 

Finally, after many minutes inside her vagina, she withdrew her tongue. Her fingers stopped moving, holding Remi's anus open and dilated,

"Turn around Remi,"

And she did. She did not need asking twice. She stepped over Anna and then, kneeling on the chair, with her arms resting on the table, she pushed her bottom out. She closed her eyes. In all her most erotic dreams she had never gone so far as this. Oh she had stuffed things up her backside, she'd fucked her pussy senseless. but never had she dared to dream that the woman she had the biggest crush on would ever want to do this to her. That, even for Remi was a fantasy too far. She felt Anna slide around on her knees and then her hands were on her bottom.

Anna's hands pulled her small cheeks apart. There were no small kisses as before, just the direct and urgent feel of a hot wet tongue probing her most sensitive and pleasurable of places. Remi resisted for a moment, savoring the sensation of Anna trying to find her way in to her. Then, after a few seconds she started to relax.

Anna's tongue slid through the muscle ring deep inside her. The feeling was not was Remi was expecting. just for a moment it felt disappointing as there was no sense of invasion as she felt from her big anal toys. But it was different and in many ways more erotic. Anna's eating my arse. And she was; expertly. She starting sucking on Remi's bottom and her tongue swirled around inside her rectum. And Anna loved it. Anna pulled her towards her, making Remi arch her back as she lifted her arms from the table. it felt wonderful. It was beyond erotic, it was carnal and dirty and lust filled and what she had been dreaming of since they first met.

Anna's hands moved higher and moved around to her belly. She gently squeezed her stomach. In their moment of lust, in time between trying on the shoes and ending up like this, Remi had not managed to get to the toilet. Anna squeezed slightly harder.

Remi felt the pressure in her bladder. 

"Anna I need the loo."

She squeezed her stomach again.

"Anna, I need to loo, i'll pee myself."

Anna pulled slightly away from her bottom.

"I want you to. I want to taste you. I want to taste you Remi,"

Remi turned her head back to face Anna. Their eyes met and both then knew,

"Yeah, but not like this though Anna."

"Yes Remi, just like this. I want to taste you Remi, all of you."

Remi looked back a moment longer. Then, with an almost imperceptible nod, she turned her head back to the kitchen table. She felt Anna's hot breath on her anus. She turned back to see Anna studying her, waiting, watching. Remi lowered her head and then started to push. She felt her bladder relax and then a small stream of pee fell splashed from her, onto the kitchen chair and then on to the tiled floor. She turned once again to see Anna looking at her.

"Is this what you wanted Anna?"

Anna nodded. She reached out with her hand and touched her now urine soaked pubic hair and after drawing her middle finger along her wet and open slit, put the finger to her mouth and then, as if applying a lipstick, drew the finger along her lower lip and closed her mouth over her lip to pull the taste into her mouth.

They held each other's gaze and then Anna nodded with what Remi thought was a sense of satisfaction. Anna nodded again and as she did Remi watched her lower herself back to her bottom. Once again Remi felt the touch of her hot tongue upon her anus. Once again Remi shivered with anticipation and the thrill of her favourite spot being touched.

Anna's hands moved back to her stomach and squeezed again. No! she can't be! Remi knew what she wanted, she knew but she could not believe this was happening to her. No way. No way! Anna squeezed her stomach again and Remi started to contract her stomach muscles. She pushed harder, feeling her anus pout as Anna slid her tongue deep into her rectum. Then she felt the movement start.

It was such an awkward way to force a movement and for a while Remi was not sure if anything was happening and then, when she raised her body upwards, she felt her waste start to descend.

Anna locked her arms around her stomach, gently squeezing her. The pressure sensation and her tongue deep inside her anus relaxed her bladder and a small squirt of urine splashed onto the chair. As if encouraging her, Anna squeezed again. Then she felt it. Slowly, surely she felt her insides move. it felt like the times she went out late at night with her tight jeans on. Anna held her and her mouth over her anus constricted the movement. She felt her rectum start to fill. Anna let out a small grunt. She pulled her tongue from Remi's anus and spoke only two words,

"Slowly Remi."

And Remi relaxed in the knowledge that they both wanted this. She knew what to do next, she'd done it endless times before. She slackened her muscles and felt her bladder spill some more fluid and she felt her rectum filling. Anna's tongue stopped it's circular movement inside her. It became still and then slowly, so slowly, she felt it withdraw. She turned her head to look at Anna.

Anna was starring intently at her now slowly dilating anus. She was so close, it was so close to emerging. Remi tried to slow it down and then, just when she thought that Anna would tell her to stop, she moved her mouth back to her anus.

Remi felt her mouth on her anus, and her jaw open wide and her hot lips make a seal around her feeding hole. She felt her anus start to dilate and then slowly, oh so slowly, using all her willpower and months of training she resisted both the urge to push and the urge to close her rear muscle. Anna grunted. Remi felt the waste starting to leave her body. It was firm and solid and it took all her concentration to not push. Anna's hands moved down to Remi's legs and close and hold and if she was locking her self to Remi's bottom. She felt Anna's mouth open wider. Remi relaxed. Her anus held open as she felt Anna's mouth move rhythmically behind her. After a few moments Anna gently squeezed her legs again and Remi pushed gently. This time she had less control and she felt that a large tube of her waste slide quickly from her rectum. Anna didn't let go, she squeezed more and Remi pushed again. She felt Anna shift position and as she pushed one last time she again felt the rhythmic movement of Anna's jaws. 

After a few minutes Anna broke the mouth to anus seal and moved her head backwards from Remi's still dilated bottom. Remi turned to looked back at her friend. Her mouth was caked in her shit. She had it all around her lips and some small pieces had fallen on to her cleavage and there were wet brown saliva marks on the V of her summer dress and her bosom. Anna looked at her.

"Do you have any more for me? I need more Remi."

Remi pushed again, harder this time. Screwing up her face she tensed her stomach muscles and then, turning back to Anna spoke,

"Yes there's more, not much, but there's more."

Anna nodded, took a deep breath and placed her mouth back close to Remi's again dilating sphincter. Remi pushed hard. She felt the movement high up in her body and as she pushed she could feel the mass move around her body, descending until she felt it close to being expelled.

"Now,"

Anna placed her mouth one last time over Remi's distended anus and almost sucked the shit from her body. It was wet and it crackled as it filled her mouth completely. the smell was strong and intense and without even looking Remi knew that Anna was going to be a complete mess. Remi was done. She had purged herself completely. She felt Anna move away from her as once again she turned to face her, moving around in the chair to crouch on it and from her higher position, look down on Anna.

Anna was covered in her mess. Her face, her pale blond hair, her bosom were all splattered in Remi's shit. Anna had her hands under her mouth and some of Remi's sticky waste was in her hands. Her mouth was full and Remi held her breath and stared as Anna chewed and swallow her shit. She could barely believe it. Anna put her full hand to her mouth and sucked in the last of the waste. She barely chewed it twice before swallowing. Remi could believe this was happening. It was incredible. Anna stood kneeling before her, her face, her dress, her cleavage all covered in her waste and yet she looked so utterly content.

Remi was lost for words. She really had no idea what to say or do next. The room stank of shit, the lashing rain was now accompanied by booming claps of thunder, but in this small kitchen on the outskirts of this most cosmopolitan of cities the woman she had fantasised about more than any other, had done the thing she never dared to imagine she would ever do. What do you say next?

Anna lifted her head to look up at Remi. She spoke quietly but confidently without any hint of embarrassment about her at all,

"I've wanted you for ages Remi. I've known for ages that I wanted to do this with you, but I was so sure we'd never even kiss, let alone do this."

She continued,

"I've been dreaming about this for ages now Remi."

Remi interrupted,

"Yes, but how did you know that I liked..."

"scat?"

"Yes, that."

"I didn't, but the way you opened your bottom to me made me think that you must be well acquainted with playing with it."

Remi blushed. She lowered her head in acute embarrassment,

"It's alright Remi. After what I've just done to you, I don't think there's much room for secrets now."

She laughed. Remi looked at her again. What a mess she thought. The room stank of shit and the floor was wet with two large puddles of urine, but Anna seemed oblivious to it all.




Remi and Anna



"Did you like what we did Remi?"

Remi blushed again, her sense of awkwardness compounded by her naked state and once again hardening nipples. Anna noticed the change in them.

"I take it from your body's reaction that you did."

Remi said nothing, but nodded. Anna spoke again,

"Remi, i've known for months that you've had a thing for me, it's been obvious and it's been hard for me to resist it. Fuck it Remi, how do I say it, it's not a crush I have for you it's far more than that. I've wanted you for ages. I think about you all the time. It's not just sex Remi. Remi I want you."

She inhaled sharply and as if acknowledging her self more than talking to Remi, said,

"There, i've said it now."

She continued,

"Remi, I want you, i've wanted you since the first day I saw you at your mum' house. but you were too young and I was not sure."

Remi listened. her heart raced, she felt sick to her core and almost subconsciously she started to shake her head in confusion. She'd just done the most unimaginable thing possible and now, post endorphin rush, felt disgusted with her actions. What the fuck. She stood up, looking for her pants, trying to hide her body from Anna.

Anna did not move, but her eyes followed her around the room. She waited until Remi had pulled her pants on and had covered her body with her crumpled dress before she spoke again,

"Remi, look at me please."

Remi could not.

"Please Remi,"

Remi stood in the corner of the kitchen, about as far away from Anna as she could be. She felt so many mixed emotions, but the thought that was nagging away at her the most, found a voice,

"Why did you want me to do that to you?"

"What?"

"Fuck off, you know what."

Anna said nothing. Remi felt a sense of impatience rising within her.

"I think because I knew you wanted it to. I can't give you a real answer Remi, but all I know is that when I fed from you, I felt the most wonderful sense of completeness i've ever felt in my life."

Remi looked down at her. Her sense of irritation was mixed with a deep nagging curiosity.

"Have you done it to anyone else before? Actually, don't answer that, I know you have."

Anna looked straight at her.

"I'm not going to lie to you Remi. yes I have. I've been a lesbian pretty much all my life and yes, with several girlfriends I have done this. But it was different with you."

Remi took a step closer to her. Her teenage ego questioned,

"How so?"

Anna sighed. She paused for a few moment and then continued,

"The first time I was twenty and I was with a partner into domination. She was a bit older and liked to dominate me and I liked to be a sub, you know, submissive. We did it a few times, but our relationship ended when she found someone else and that was that."

"And the other time?"

"Once, with a younger woman. I fed her. I realised then that I want to be the one to be fed. So I did and she realised afterwards that it was not her thing at all. So that was that really. I've not had many girlfriends Anna and this thing I like to do... well it's hardly your typical activity is it."

Remi stood still. Her sense of uncertainty had diminished somewhat. Something in way Anna had answered had piqued her curiosity,

"You knew I did kinky things didn't you?"

The words came out almost as an accusation. She leaned closer to Anna, almost perching on the front of the chair. Her dress was pushed down into her lap, exposing once again her small pink nipples. Anna stared at them, but this time not in lust, but as a way of avoiding eye contact with Anna.

"My mum told you didn't she. She told you."

Anna said nothing and fixed her stare at Remi's chest. The direction this conversation was now going in wasn't one she had expected, but she felt powerless to wrestle control away from Remi. Remi's voice took on a harder edge, one that Anna had not heard before,

"What did she tell you?"

Anna remained silent, nervous, almost scared to answer. Remi stared at her. The silence between them was palpable.

"You at least owe me that much Anna, what did she tell you?"

Anna lifted her gaze slowly and looked up at Remi questioning and angry,

"Remi, can I at least clean myself up before we talk some more?"

"No, I want to know. What did she tell you?"

Remi was furious. She felt betrayed and violated.

"No Anna, I want to know what my mum said to you."

A long pause followed. The rain fell against the window as the summer squall sent sheets of rain against the kitchen window.

"Ok Remi, i'll tell you. She told me quite a few months ago that she had found sex toys in your room and that some of them were clearly for anal play. She was worried that you would hurt yourself as some the items were very big. She showed them to me and I said to her that they would be fine. She was worried about you Remi and needed to share her concerns with someone else."

Remi's feet slid off the chair and she slumped down in to it. The back of the chair was uncomfortable and dug into her spine and added to her discomfort. She was angry, betrayed, yet... yet her mother had acted only out of concerned for her. Remi wasn't such a bitch as to hate her mum for caring.

"Why did she tell you?"

"Because we are close and because we go way back."

There was something in the way that Anna answered that made Remi's mind question deeper and then her heart skipped a beat. Her sharp brain had put two and two together. She felt a head rush of dizziness. Her heart pounded and her hands clenched hard shut. She steadied her self, took a deep inward breath through her mouth and then spoke with a slow deliberate voice,

"You slept with my mum.'"

It was a statement, not a question. 

Silence followed. Anna said nothing. Her eyes flickered and dropped to Anna's chest.

"You don't need to say anything. Your face says it all."

"All my face says right now is that I am a messy eater Remi. Nothing more than that."

"Don't make fun of me Anna, it's not fucking funny at all."

"I wasn't trying to. Look Remi, you've known me for two years now and you know who I am and what i'm like."

"I don't know you at all Anna and now I realise I know my mum even less than that."

"Don't be hard on her Remi, she was only looking out for you."

Remi snorted, sarcastically she replied,

"Really?"

Anna stared at her. With eyes locked to each other, with Remi looking down at her with hands clenched shoulders straining and so very clearly angry, Anna knew she needed to be direct in her response.

"Yes really. Think about it for a moment Remi, she's your mum and she loves you. She told me once that she fully expects you to tell her one day she's a lesbian. She's known for years that you might well be."

Remi's sarcastic tone of voice continued,

"Oh really and how do you know all of this?"

"Because we talk, because we've been friends for years, before you were even born. I've known your mum longer than you have Remi."

"Or maybe it's because the older woman you mentioned before was my mum.'"

Anna flinched.

It had been a wild stab, an angry guess made by Remi. With wide eyes, almost not believing the response Anna gave, she leaned back slightly in her chain and then, with her head shaking slightly from side to side she continued,

"I don't believe it. My mum was your lover?'"

Anna nodded. There was no point in pretending. All her hopes for her and Remi and any thoughts of a relationship had been shot to pieces. She's never going to want to have anything to do with me ever again after knowing this. Anna didn't give her a moment to think before she continued,

"How long for?"

"A few months. It was wonderful whilst it lasted, but she wanted different things to me and she wanted a child and I was too young for that kind of commitment."

"And you did with her what you did to me?"

Silence.

"You said you would never lie to me Anna."

"Yes Remi, yes we did."

Anna looked at her almost defiantly.

"She fed me regularly and both she and me loved it. Some times she would feed me every day for weeks. Some days ever twice a day. We had a wonderful, intense relationship and we satisfied each other's needs. Then it ended and now we are good friends and all that is history. A wonderful history, but history never the less."

Remi sat back fully in the chair. Her arms dropped to her sides, her hands unclenched and then moved to rest in her lap. Her thoughts raced. This changes everything. Thoughts about her mum ranged from anger and betrayal to... to something else. Remi, though only nineteen had a mature way of seeing the world. She inhaled and exhaled slowly, gathering her thoughts. Her mind both raced with the present and searched her memories for any clues, any insights of hints that her mother might have once given her about her past and her sexuality. 

Anna shifted position and moved her legs to get up. Remi barely noticed her move as she was so deep in her thoughts.

"I'm going to have a shower Remi. I need to clean up. Why don't you make a coffee and we can talk when I come down."

Remi barely heard her. Her mind was going over all that had happened. She thought more about her mum and her needs. There had never been anyone around when she was growing up. No man, no woman, nobody. She'd asked her once when she was younger but her mum had said that she was happier alone. Remi's dad had died when she was small. he had been an only child and hence there was no family his side to stay in contact with. 

The more Remi thought, the more she realised just how much her mum did look out for her. She wasn't sure about the whole lesbian thing though. Anna was different. it just happened that Anna was a woman and that she loved her. Her thoughts stopped. At that moment part of her hated the idea, but she knew, deep down, that she did love her. It wasn't just about sex and fucking, no, in her fantasies about Anna, they were sometimes married...and fucking... or on holiday romance...and fucking. Yes, the fucking was as big part of it, but what had made her orgasms so intense were the details she added to the scenes, like the wedding night or the beach.

Remi heard the electric shower start. She stood up and her now wet and cold pants clung to her. She smelt of sex, hit pee and sweat. She wanted a shower and to change her clothes. Her underwear made her feel uncomfortable so she slipped them off. She unraveled her dress and then slipping it one, tried her best, but to no avail to hand-iron out the worst of the creases. She looked a mess. She looked around for some kitchen towel and then locating it, she bent down and wiped the two small puddles of urine from the floor and small splatters of her shit were cleaned off. She filled the kettle and then, with a sense of tiredness, moved the chair back around to face the table and sat down waiting for Anna to return.

She pondered everything. No, she did not hate her mum. In many ways she could understand her actions and the thoughts that laid behind them. What she found so hard was the thought that her mother had enjoyed Anna is such a wanton way. But she thought, was she, Remi, really that different to her? She felt the footsteps of Anna moving to the bedroom and then a few moments later the sound of a hair drier.

The kettle boiled and Remi got up and made them both coffee. She stood by the window looking out at the rain. The storm was slowly passing and in the distance she could see just the slightest hint of sunshine. The hairdryer stopped.

Remi sighed. She had made a decision. She knew what she wanted to do next. Turning around she took a sip of coffee and then walked to the front door. She paused a moment and then standing by the front door called up to Anna,

"Do you have something I can wear. I need to change."

Anna stuck her head around the bedroom door and called down to her,

"I'm sure I can find something for you Remi."

Remi started to walk up the stairs. Slowly, with her sense of new found confidence she called out again,

"I'm going to take a shower Anna,"

"OK, there are towels in the cupboard, help yourself."

She opened the door to the bathroom. Thought the extractor fan was still on, the room was still steamy. She reached in, turned the shower on and then called out to Anna,

"Can you give ma a hand for a second Anna."

'"Coming, two minutes, just finding something that might fit you.."

Remi snorted. yep, everything Anna's has is going to swim on her. Remi unzipped and then pulled her crumpled and now stained dress over her head and threw it in the corner by the door. She stepped in to the shower. Putting her head under the hot water she felt the stink and smell of se and sweat start to wash off her. She reached for one of Anna's shampoo bottles and lathered her hair twice. Anna knocked on the door.

"Can I come in Remi?"

"Yeah, the door's open."

Tentatively Anna stepped into the room.

"I've found you something nice Remi. It should fit, well it'll be baggy, but it will do for now. Listen Remi i'm sorry you had to find out this way. It was never what I had intended. I'm so sorry... for everything."

Through the sounds of the power shower Anna thought she heard Remi say thanks. She waited by the door, not quite sure what to say or do next. She needed to use the toilet. Behind the shower curtain, Remi continued rinsing the soap from her body. Anna felt a sense of fear. She knew that she'd lost Remi, that what they had done had broken utterly their relationship. All she could do now was try and pick up the pieces and make sure that Remi did not leave her house for the last time angry with her. She hoped to make her understand her deep needs and her how she thought that Remi was the same, felt the same, needed the same. She spoke again,

"I'm sorry you found out this way Remi. I really am. Your mum is going to kill me when she finds out."

Silence for a moment and then Remi pulled back the shower curtain and stood naked in front of her.

"No she won't Anna. She won't when she realises what I feel for you and what you feel for me. I know my mum, she'll be happy for me once I tell her."

Anna stared at her. She could barely take in what Remi had said.

"What do you feel for me Remi?"

Remi looked at her. For a moment she felt sorry. Anna looked close to tears and Remi hated the thought of the woman she knew she loved being so upset. With a soft voice she spoke,

"What do you think? Do you think I would want a shower in your place or to be stood naked in front of you if I didn't care about you?'"

Anna moved towards her. She held out her arms but Remi pushed her away.

"You'll get all wet Anna, just give me a kiss that shows me you love me."

Anna didn't need to be asked twice.

"Of course I love you Remi, i'm in love with you. I have been for ages."

They kissed. It was different to all the others. It was a kiss this time as confessing secret lovers and one that signaled the start of something new. Their lips parted.

"Where are your razors Anna?"

"What do you want a razor for Remi?"

"Really? I don't expect you to eat from my hairy bush. Anyway, I promised myself once that if ever you did go down on me, i'd want to be able to watch your tongue do it's business properly.'"

Anna stared at her. She was taken aback at the candour with which Remi spoke. She felt the heat of her blushing overcome her. Remi looked at her,

"Yes?''

"Yes what Remi?"

'The razors, where are they?"

"In the cupboard under the sink. I'll get them."

Remi watched as Anna bent down to retrieve them. She had replaced her shit stained white dress with a simple peach top and elasticated pale pattern skirt and much to Remi's pleasure no bra. As she moved here heavy breasts swayed under the lose material and Remi felt the familiar sense of arousal start to grow within her. As she bent down to the cupboard Remi could see straight down her top to her heavy slightly sagging bosom. She took a sharp intake of breath. Anna's nipples were pink and tiny, perfect with the smallest areola. She felt herself shiver. They were hers now. She wanted to have them. Right now. Anna stood up with the packet in her hands.

'Well, are you going to help me or not?' I've not done this before i'm sure as hell sure you have." 

Anna stared at her. There was something very different in the way Remi was talking and behaving. There was an assertiveness about her that she rather liked. Remi gave her a small sideways smile and then in a slightly cheeky way spoke slowly."

'"Well, the way I see it, this is best done in the shower with me with one leg on the bath. Then you can shave me. I think you'd like to do that. I think you'd like to see my pussy all smooth and hairless."

Anna said nothing, but bit her lower lip slightly and nodded. Remi lowered her hands to run it through her sopping thatch. She continued with the same tone of voice,

"I will need a thorough lathering before and delicate strokes with the razor and you will need to take your time."

Again Anna nodded, staring at Remi's hand as her other hand joined the first and she slowly started to masturbate in front of Anna. The real Remi was about as far from the exterior images as it was possible to imaging. Anna loved the idea of Remi being such a wanton lover. 

"I also think that it would be best done if you were naked Anna."

Anna froze. The moment she had dreamt about then she had masturbated thinking of Remi had come. Her heart beat faster, her mouth was dry. It never played out in her fantasies like this where it had always been her in control, seducing Remi with Remi almost begging her to strip. Remi looked at her, arched her eyebrows and continued with a more authoritative voice,

"And you're waiting for what exactly?"

Anna needed no further cues. She lifted the top over her head and let it drop to the floor. She lowered her arms slowly and her heavy E cup breasts sagged slightly and her tiny nipples hardened before Remi's intense stare. She slid her arms into the sides of her skirt, stretching the elastic, letting it slide to the floor and gather around her feet. All that remained between her and nakedness was a translucent thong. Anna's arousal was intense. Remi just stared at her and Anna felt the wetness of her vagina seep through the front. Anna had prominent inner labia that hung down about half an inch outside her vagina and she knew that Remi must be able to see them as she kept her pussy completely smooth. Anna reached down and stepped out of her pants. Her wetness was complete and left a sticky film in the front of her thong. Remi saw. Anna's heart raced at the thought that Remi knew how wet she made her.

Remi had seen, but Remi was more interested in Anna standing naked before her. She was more beautiful, more sexy than ever she had fantasised about her. She started at her and slowly Anna took a single almost nervous step closer. Remi could hold her new dominant role no longer.

"God Anna, you're beautiful."

Anna stepped towards her and with Remi inside and her ouride the bath they shared a kiss as intense as the lust filled ones downstairs. Anna wrapped her arms around Remi's slender waist and stepped in to the shower with her. They kissed with the intensity of new lovers and Remi, for the first time touched Anna's breasts. They separated, with Remi standing under the water and she reached out and lifted Anna's heavy breast to her mouth and took the tiny hard nipple closed her lips around it. Anna groaned. Remi released it and then moving closer to her lifted the other breast and sucked that one too. 

It was better than any fantasy she'd had. her arms reached down from her back and moved lower towards Anna's full and slightly dimpled bottom. They kissed again with Remi hard nipples pressing into the soft flesh of Anna's hard pale bosom. They parted for a moment and then Anna reached behind her back and took Remi's right hand and gently placed it on top of her slit. She Smiled and Remi and then adjusting her hand so she was holding only the base of Remi's middle finger, she pushed it into her wetting vagina. Anna spoke,




Remi and Anna



"Your first time Remi?"

She nodded. Of course it was, but Anna already knew that. 

"It won't be your last. I'm yours Remi, for as long as you want me."

Remi looked at her. Anna's hand slipped from hers and Remi pushed her finger deeper into her vagina. Slowly her finger started to move in and out as she felt the increasing wetness of Anna around it. One finger was joined by another as Remi increased the pace. They shifted positions slightly and Remi reached forward to kiss and suck her breasts. For Remi it felt so right, it felt like it's just what she needed... but not quite. Her fingers continued in their movement, increasing in pace and firmness. her other hand moved to Anna's clitoris and with both hands busy Anna's own reached and pulled and pinched her nipples. She came in a gasping moaning orgasm, her juices slippery on Remi's hands down to her wrists.

They kissed; intense and lust filled, Anna's tongue searching every part of Remi's mouth.

Remi pulled away. Her stomach growled. Anna smiled,

"You must be hungry Remi, it's getting late."

Remi looked at her and then with not the slightest hint of doubt or uncertainty spoke,'

"I want you to feed me Anna. Right now. I want you to be my first."

Anna reached for Remi and kissed her passionately. She gently bit her lower lip, dragging it in to her mouth and her nails scratched gently on Remi's lower back. She felt Remi shiver. 

"Now?"

"Yes, right now."

"I don't know if I can Remi."

"Try."

"Where Remi?"

Remi looked around and mindful of the mess downstairs said,

'Get out the bath and put your bum over the edge. I'll stay in the bath... lets try that.'

'Are you sure.'

"Yes Anna. I am sure. You know I want this and you probably already know I do it to myself anyway, so lets do it together,"

Anna nodded and then spoke,

"I thought you might. You're not the only one,"

No surprise there Anna Remi thought. It felt that Anna was giving her self to her in as open a way as she could and that her honesty was her way of leveling the ground, clearing the hurt of earlier and for them to be who they were. Remi nodded. Remi struggled to read Anna's look. She thought that Anna was almost expecting her to shout at her, or call her some horrible name. But the way she stood, the ways she carried herself was supplicant and almost accepting of what ever Remi would throw at her.

But Remi had no desire to hurt her. No, in this moment her months of fantasies where coming together. Her pussy throbbed, her stomach felt knotted and once again Remi felt the sense of light-headedness that came with the all consuming desire she felt for Anna. No Anna, no hard words or actions from me. I want you too much for that. I want what you have too much. I want to consume you, feed from you, eat you. I want you to make you mine and bond with me and I want to carry you inside of me. At least for a few hours, you are going to be in me will I shit you out and smear you all over my nipples a second time.

"Come one, i'm hungry for you."

Anna stepped out of the bath and then positioning her self close to the edge and placed her bottom over the bath. Remi moved in to position behind her. She tried to kneel, but found it too hard on her knees. However, the advantage of being petite was that she was able to sit crossed legged. She made herself comfortable in the bath and then she leaned forwards,

"Come back a bit Anna,"

Anna slid her bottom further back over the bath.

Remi raised her hands up and held Anna's pale flesh cheeks apart. Her tongue went to Anna's ring and slowly, tentatively she took her first taste of another woman's sphincter. Anna moaned slightly, a reflex within her causing her to lift her bottom slightly. With a strained and almost croaking voice she spoke,

"yes that's it Remi, open me up. Push into me Remi, push your tongue in to me. Now Remi."

And Remi pushed. She felt Anna settle down, her legs pushed apart as her weight came down on to the bath rim. Her muscle opened and Remi got her first smell of freshly cleaned female derriere. Her tongue slipped inside, just reaching beyond the tightness of the outer muscle and her mouth moved closer to form a seal,

"That's it Remi, that's lovely. Oh that's it Remi, just life that."

Remi pushed her tongue in and out of her anus, gently probing and curling it slightly as she withdrew each time. There was a faint familiar bitter mucous taste that was so familiar to her. She felt Anna start to push. She pushed once, dilating her anus and then lifted herself up from her knees and settled down pushing all the time.

"Yes Remi, I feel it."

Remi forced her tongue in harder, feeling the escape of hot air from inside Anna. Anna grunted, slid sideways along the bath top slightly and then Remi touched the tip of something firm and mucous covered. She withdrew her tongue,

"I can touch it with my tongue Anna. Keep pushing, it's coming."

Anna pushed more gently now and as her anus opened. Remi slipped her tongue back in and touched around the tip and sides of the now closer solid mass. Anna slowed her breathing, now letting her body relax and do it's own thing. Remi pulled her cheeks apart harder and then just as Remi thought it would not come out, she felt the tip of Anna's yesterday's meal slide the final inch into her mouth. Anna reached behind and grabbed her cheeks, stretching them wider, holding them tight with nails biting in deep. First one, then two and then three slender inches slipped out of her. Remi withdrew her mouth and watched the protruding stool. It was dark brown, crinkled and firm. She closed her eyes and inhaled the strong aroma and then closed her mouth over the end of it. Anna closed her muscle and the firm log fell into Remi's mouth. 

Remi held her breath and let her mouth become accustomed to the shape, heat and texture. Then, after a moment, she bit in to it. It was hot and bitter and it made her want to gag - but it always did that. She stopped a moment. The gag died down and then she started chewing. The waste coated the inside of her mouth, her teeth and her palate. Remi chewed and then slowly, piece by piece she swallowed Anna's meal. She looked up to see her peering over her back looking back at her, her face a picture of lust and wonderment,

"Is it good Remi? 

Remi nodded, her face a mask of concentration and part sated lust. She had just begun and her hunger for Anna, now given in to, was taking over from any sense of self sense of control that she normally possessed. She needed more. She opened her mouth to speak. Her mouth was thick coated in sticky brown effluent and Anna looked back, her own emotional state one of complete voyeuristic lust. Remi spoke,

"More?"

Anna nodded.

Slowly Remi put her mouth back to Anna's once again dilating sphincter. Anna started pushing and this times a thick slippery coli of shit crackled, curled and slid right to the back of Remi's mouth. It kept coming. Remi pulled away from Anna's anus and held her hands out to catch the rest. About six inches lay in her hands and her mouth was full before Anna closed her rear muscle and slid forwards to stand of the bath rim to stand, turn and face her.

Remi could barely close her mouth it was so completely full. Brown stains trailed down from her jaw to her nipples and small pieces had broken off and now lay at the top of her dense pubic thatch. Anna kneeled down in front of her so they faced each other at eye level.

The look on her face was one of utter lust filled carnal desire. Her heart beat quickly, her vagina was aching to be touched and sopping with her wetness.

"I want to watch you eat me Remi,"

Anna moved closer so that no more than two feet separated them with her knees touching the bath. Remi, mouth full and hands full could no speak, but instead nodded. Slowly she started chewing. More brown saliva leaked down her chin. Remi chewed and the fast dissolving mass slid down her throat as a watery lumpy mash. She swallowed once, then twice and then took a gasp of air. Anna could not take her eyes off of her.

"Let me feed you Remi,"

Remi held out her hand and Anna picked up the last thick log with her hands and tore it in half. She lifted one half to Remi's mouth. She opened, her tongue came out and Anna gently placed the length on her brown stained and shit covered tongue. Her tongue withdrew taking the new waste deep within and slowly she starting chewing. Her mouth opened and she showed Anna the sticky paste.

"Beautiful Remi, oh that's so damned horny to watch. Watching this is making me soaking wet."

Remi chewed some more and then took one last swallow. She opened her mouth, licked her lips and then nodded for the last piece. 

"No Remi, this one is mine."

And with that, Remi watched as Anna slowly opened her own mouth and placed the mass on to her tongue. She did not close her mouth and Remi watched as the two inch log was first broken up and then swallowed in one large gulp. Only then did she close it, licked her lips and opened again at the same time leaning forwards towards Remi. The kiss they shared was laced with bitter waste. Their mouths filled with saliva and the small remaining pieces of waste were swirled around between tongues and teeth as each passionately swallowed. It became an act of cleaning each other's mouths; the concluding chapter of an intensely intimate, shared and bound depravity and throughout it they held each other tight. After several minutes they broke their kiss, moved apart slightly and then Remi spoke first,

"At least once a week I want you to feed me."

Anna nodded.

"Yes and the same for me to."

Remi shook her head. 

"No. three times a week at least Anna,"

Anna sank back on to her knees,

"Oh Remi, I never imagined this would ever happen. I dreamed, most definitively I dreamed, but this is beyond my wildest dreams."

Remi smiled and nodded,

"Me to. I've fantasised over you so many times Anna. I've touched myself stupid over the things I've imagined we'd do together."

Anna reached forwards. With a small smile she spoke quietly,

"Well Remi, we have all the time in the world to make those fantasies come true. All you have to do it tell me what they are."

Remi leaned forwards. She knew this was right, that Anna was right for her, that this was the right thing for her to be doing. This was going to be more than sex, this was so much more than just sex. They had a bond, an understanding and a deeper need to satisfy each other and make each other happy and full. Not just in the bedroom, not just in sex, but in life to. So what the age difference? Remi knew Anna was for keeps... but Anna anal fisting her... that Remi thought would have to wait for another day.