2 comments/ 114555 views/ 12 favorites Sleeping Wife By: rockhard4uc SLEEP I was having a very naughty dream last night about being eaten alive by two delicious young girls in bikinis. And I woke up with a steel hard erection throbbing under the sheets. I had to push off the sheets and just feel how hard it was - amazing!! I opened my eyes to find that it was rapidly getting light and I could see my big cock sticking up like a flagpole. I was unable to resist the feelings and I started to masturbate slowly and gently. The pleasure was delicious and I knew that I could let it cum really quickly. And then beside me I heard my wife snoring softly. She was as usual looking beautiful, lying on her side with her back towards me, her loose shorts almost pulled up over her gorgeous tight butt. I curled towards her and pushed my hard erection against her butt, but she didn't move. My need was becoming frantic now - I wanted relief. I decided to get up and go to the bathroom and finish myself. But as I walked towards the door I noticed that her mouth was actually open. One of my lifelong fantasies has been to play with a woman while she is asleep. Perhaps now was my chance. I moved closer to her and I could smell her delicious aroma. My cock was still steel hard and it was throbbing now at the wicked thoughts going through my head. I knelt beside the bed and found that the head of my cock was very close to her open mouth. I sort of guessed that if I pushed it quickly inside, she might wake up with a start, so I very gently began to caress her open lips with the tip, making them wet with my pre-cum. It was so difficult not just letting my orgasm explode, but I wanted more. I teased her mouth with the large head of my rock-hard cock, slowly opening her jaw wider and wider. With my cock throbbing so much, I was sure that she was about to wake up, but no. I could start to slowly slide my cock a little way in and out of her mouth. Somehow, her teeth had moved aside and it was her warm soft lips that were caressing me. She'd changed her breathing so that she could cope with her mouth being completely blocked by my huge rod, but she was still fast asleep. I began to push a little deeper into her mouth, feeling the wetness of her tongue sliding along the underside. My cock was now pulsating with lust and was ready to burst at any moment. I wanted to explore how much further I could enjoy my lovely lady in this state, so I slowly withdrew my shaft and was pleased to find that her breathing settled down into that soft snoring again very quickly. I rubbed my cock gently but it almost erupted. I looked at how my wife was lying and I wondered whether I could turn her just a little so that I could play with her clit and maybe get inside her pussy to unload my over-full balls. I very gently picked up one of her legs and lifted it so that she had to lie on her back. Much to my surprise this seemed to take place almost naturally and she remained asleep. I could see up the leg of her loose shorts right to her clean shaven and very beautiful pussy. I slipped one hand slowly under the material of her shorts and soon found the already moist area around her pussy. She is usually pretty wet all the time around me and this time was no exception, even though she was asleep. I gently played with her pussy lips, teasing them open and sliding my finger just a little way inside. With just a few moments of this playing, she suddenly became very wet indeed and a soft moan escaped her lips. She'd had an orgasm in her sleep, albeit a very little one. This caused my cock to jerk almost uncontrollably, but I managed to hold back. I really wanted to see whether it was possible to slide my hard shaft inside her pussy without her coming awake. I very gently removed my hand and slowly tried to ease the waistband of her shorts down over her butt. It proved to be too difficult to do this without the real chance of waking her, which was against my plan at that moment. What I did manage to do was the push up the left leg of her shorts so that I had completely uncovered her gorgeous pussy. My lust wanted me to lick her through another orgasm but my cock was now totally desperate. I had to cum, and I had to cum very very quickly. I managed to get up on the bed between her now widely spread legs and I leaned in towards her, pushing my hard cock down to touch her naked pussy. As I'd opened her pussy lips, I was greeted with the silky sensation that I always enjoyed when we were making 'awake' love. I pushed very gently and the head of my cock slipped just a little way inside her pussy. She still slept on, but I did anything but that! The silky feel of her pussy sent me over the edge and I began to erupt, spurting inside her sleeping pussy like a geyser. I heard a gasp at the door beside me and turned to see what it was. My cock pulled out of my wife's pussy and continued to spurt all over her pjs shorts. I looked straight into the eyes of our very young au pair girl. She was standing in the doorway with a look of total shock on her face, but her eyes were focused on my rapidly ejaculating cock. When I'd completely finished my orgasm, I smiled at her, not wanting to frighten her away. I carefully got off the bed from between my wife's legs and went to the door, pulling her outside and closing the door quietly. "I'm sorry, Josie," I stammered, "You weren't supposed to see that!" She giggled, "I know, Mr. Jones, but I enjoyed it!" She giggled like an innocent pre-teen. She was in fact just 18 but being very slim and short, she could pass easily for 14 or even less. My wife had called her 'jail-bait' until we learnt that she was actually old enough! I'd lusted after her ever since she'd started with us a month ago, but I'd never been brave enough to try anything. Now she'd caught me doing wicked things, even though it was with my own wife. "Was there a problem, Josie," I asked, unable to hide the fact that I was standing before her almost naked and with a cock that was rapidly erecting to its former rock-hard state. "Uh, um... well," she stuttered, her eyes just following my cock as it rose to full erection again. "I was going to just wake you both as I knew your wife had to get up early today." "Actually, Josie," I explained, "We decided that Karol is going to take a sick day today, as she doesn't really want to go to that meeting anyway." I took her hand as she seemed unable to decide what to do now. I said gently, "Shall we go to your room?" She nodded a little hesitantly, but allowed herself to be led across to the other side of the house. As we walked I noticed that she had on an almost completely sheer blue nightdress. I could clearly see her small firm breasts and their hardened nipples underneath. My cock took another lurch upwards and she didn't miss that movement. I heard a soft giggle again. We went into her room and I shut the door firmly. I sat on her bed, my erect cock sticking obscenely up in front of me. "As I can't hide this from you, Josie," I murmured, "would you like to enjoy it?" "I...I..." she spluttered. "It's alright, you know. Mrs. Jones and I have already agreed that if it ever came to this, she wouldn't be annoyed." Josie smiled and sat beside me. "I've not held one before," she explained, "but I'm not a virgin. It's just that the two guys I've been with just did it and left!" She reached out her very small hand and carefully touched my shaft, which was now visibly throbbing. "It feels so warm and alive," she murmured, as she stretched her hand around it. "And it's soooooo big," she cooed, being unable to encircle my large cock with the fingers of one hand. She obviously wanted to do this and she now knelt on the floor between my legs. She put out her other hand and between them she could now gently stroke up and down my pulsing shaft. "Ooooooo, Mr. Jones!" After my incredibly excited orgasm with my wife a few minutes ago, I felt fully in control to start with, but her gentle and insistent touch soon had me feeling great again. She looked so small knelt before me, but I wanted to look at her young body. "Take off your nightdress please, Josie," I urged, "I would love to see you naked. I've had my fantasies about you since you joined our family." "Oh Mr. Jones, me too," she replied, "I've masturbated to thoughts of you every night without fail." I gasped. "Really," I managed to exclaim. "Oh yes, you are soooo sexy," she said this as she bent her mouth down towards the engorged purple head of my big erection. I guessed that she'd also never done this before, but soon her soft lips were opening wider and wider in an attempt to get it inside her mouth. She backed off. "It won't fit," she said, disappointed. "Just try again," I urged, "It's amazing what you can do if you really want to." Josie grinned, "I really want to" and pushed her mouth onto my shaft again. This time, although she had to stretch her mouth so very wide open, she managed to get the large head in between her lips. Being so full, she could only breathe through her nose, but this she managed without murmuring. She was moaning with enjoyment as she could slowly push her head further and further along my big shaft. I groaned with lust for this delicious girl and started to pull up her little nightdress. She let my cock pop out of her mouth suddenly. "Oh, sorry, Mr. Jones, I forgot as this is so yummy." I chuckled at her innocence but then she raised her arms so that I could lift the nightdress completely free from her delightful young body. She knelt back a little so that I could admire her fabulous tight breasts and hugely erect nipples. "You see how excited you get me," she giggled. "D'you feel how excited you get me?" I grinned as her hands fastened once more on my erection. She just managed a gurgle as she was so busy pushing my shaft back inside her warm mouth. I wanted this to go on forever as she was soon sucking me expertly. How short a time it took for her to learn! But now I wanted to taste further fruits of this exquisite young girl. I put my hands on her head and lifted her from my shaft. As it popped again out of her mouth, she looked at me questioningly and with more than a trace of disappointment. "It's OK, Josie," I said hurriedly. "You're doing fine. But I'd like to taste you too now!" She didn't seem to understand but took my hands willingly as I pulled her to her feet. "Just lie on your bed," I urged, drinking in the fabulous sight of this naked young girl. She wriggled up the bed until her head was on the pillow. "What are you going to do, Mr. Jones?" she asked innocently, "are you going to put it inside me?" I was astounded to hear her say that, but I smiled and said, "Maybe, if you like, but later. First I'm going to give you some pleasure." "Ummmmmmmmm," she gurgled, as I pushed her long slim legs apart. The view of her deliciously wet pussy was so stimulating that I almost orgasmed. I had not realised how wet she'd become. She saw my look and said, "I told you that you excited me!" and grinned. I moved my face closer to her pussy, which was completely hairless, and just very well shaved. She wasn't that young, I thought to myself, to be still unable to grow her pubic hair! I didn't have time to dwell on her beauty for too long because she grabbed hold of my hair and pulled me down towards her pussy. "I can't wait any longer," she cried, "please lick me down there. I've wanted someone to do that since I started to play with myself!" Her aroma was delicious and her taste just so sweet and mmmm. I licked up and down the sides of her pussy, in the groove between her inner thighs and her engorged pussy lips. I licked across the top of her pussy, pausing briefly at her clit, still buried but obviously very sensitive. She gasped at my soft caresses and tried to push me harder into her pussy. I rejected her urging and teased her longer, slowly pushing her lovely tasting pussy lips apart with my tongue and then stroking up both sides of her opening. She gurgled with pleasure, especially when I left that region and moved upwards to her clitoris. As I began to push my tongue into the lovely folds of skin at the top of her pussy, her clit literally popped out of its hood. As soon as I touched it with my hot tongue, she warned me, "Careful, when I'm this horny it's extremely sensitive." I began to lick gently across her large clit and she groaned deliciously. "That's sooooooooo good," she moaned. A few minutes of gentle caressing and her clit was less sensitive, but had swollen even more. "What are you doing to me down there?" she asked innocently. "I can see you've made my clit grow really big." She giggled as I continued to lick her, now a little more roughly, with long slow strokes of my wet tongue. She still held my head and moaned in delight as I was bringing her closer and closer to a big orgasm. I decided I wanted to feel her cum, so I moved my hand from fondling her flat belly to between her legs. I gently played with her pussy lips, spreading them open again. She was now dribbling large quantities of juices all over the duvet as she approached her orgasm. I slowly pushed my finger between her silky pussy lips into her wetness. She groaned as she felt me penetrating her and even more so when I curled my finger upwards and began stroking her G-spot. "Oh wow!!" she cried loudly, "That's incredible!" just as she exploded into a huge orgasm, thrashing around under me. I could feel her strong pussy spasms as she came violently. I grinned up at her as she opened her eyes after she'd calmed down a bit. "I think you now put it in me," she urged, or actually commanded. I grinned down at her as I clambered up onto the bed between her legs. She spread them apart as far as she could, so that her pussy lips just stayed open. Such a delightful pink sight, oozing masses of delicious cum juices. My cock was ragingly hard after enjoying her lovely orgasm and I knew I was going to enjoy being inside her tight pussy. "Take it slowly!" she cried as she felt the huge head of my throbbing shaft start to push against her little body. Although it might have been very difficult, because of her totally aroused state, as soon as I started to push in earnest her body opened and my big fat cock just slipped slowly inside her. She groaned loudly when she felt me push right into her, but she grabbed me and tried to pull me even deeper into her. Her little body didn't look as though it was able to cope with such a monster, but she was obviously loving it. I now started to stroke my cock slowly in and out of her pussy, watching her face for signs of pain or displeasure, but there were none. Just a broad grin and occasionally a big 'O' as I pushed extra deep. Suddenly I felt a cool breeze as the door of her room was opened. A soft hand caressed my back and my wife's voice said quietly, "You naughty boy. First you cover me with cum then you seduce Josie." I could only groan as she began to caress my cock as it slid out from the young girl's pussy. "You're so hard!" she exclaimed. "Tight pussy is good, isn't it?" I wondered what she meant but then she pushed past me and lie across Josie's breasts kissing her passionately. This brought a big surge in my already hard cock and I drove especially deep into Josie, who immediately exploded into a wild orgasm. Karol had trouble holding her down as she writhed crazily beneath us both. As the girl calmed down a little, I could not hold back my own orgasm any longer and I began to spurt almost uncontrollably inside the delicious girl's young pussy. I groaned and moaned, enjoying every moment of my big orgasm. My wife was now kissing Josie passionately again and as they seemed to be really into each other, I slowly withdrew my still hard shaft and lie back to just watch them. Karol was caressing all over Josie's body as they kissed and the young girl was returning the caresses just as passionately. I thought that I'd been missing this as they'd obviously been doing it together without me for some time. The nicest thing about their caressing was that Karol was on top and her fabulous butt was pointing straight towards me. It was an invitation that my cock was not long in accepting. Once again rock hard, it was very easy to just move up behind Karol and slowly push my cock between her very wet pussy lips. She groaned delightfully and Josie looked up at me with a big grin. She could watch my face as I began to thrust slowly into my delectable wife. It was obvious to us all that I was not going to cum in a short time so the girls just settled into a long kiss and cuddle while I pounded hard and deep into Karol from behind. I don't know how long I kept going, but I was beginning to feel just a little tired when something very exciting happened. Josie sat up from beneath Karol and her hands slid between Karol's butt and my cock. She started to play with us by squeezing her fingers on either side of my hard shaft and at the same time, slowly pushing her thumb around and eventually inside Karol's asshole. This caused Karol's pussy to tighten up around my cock. Together with the tight squeeze that Josie's fingers were causing on my sliding shaft, this started to take me very quickly towards the end. I grunted and groaned in delight as I could thrust one last time hard and deep into my wife and unload for the XXXth time that morning. Karol burst into orgasm at the same time as I began to spurt into her and we cried out our pleasure together. Sleeping Wife When my wife has wine after dinner, she sleeps very soundly. One night when I finally got to bed (about an hour after she did), I was feeling sort of randy, and slid my hand over until it reached her leg. I noted that she was wearing a negligee, and with very little effort (lifting the negligee), I confirmed that she was not wearing panties. I moved my hand so as to lift the covers, and hover above her pubis, then slowly allowed the covers to sink back down along with my hand, which was now over her pubis but with the negligee in the way. I tried to keep from pressing harder than the covers, but eventually pushed one finger down between her labia, watching to see if she wakened. My goal was to wait until she was dreaming, but there was not enough light to look for the "rapid eye movement" that is supposed to accompany dreaming. Slowly and gently I pushed her labia from side to side, moving her clitoris beneath her labia, but not touching it. She did not move nor make any noise; I considered that maybe she was awake and just enjoying the more leisurely stimulation she was getting (compared to my usual kiss and fuck routine). Suddenly she made a vague noise and turned away from me to sleep on her side, but she said nothing and her breathing was regular. I waited a minute or so, and used her upper leg to move her back flat on her back, while also moving her leg apart a little, and moving the negligee up out of the way. My one finger could now burrow down between her labia, over the hood of her clitoris, nowhere near the more sensitive area that is identical to the most sensitive area of the penis (the frenulum, just below the glans). My finger slowly gently flipped her clit from side to side as my finger pushed against the hood and shen slid over it when the pressure was great enough. Plus now I could slide my finger further down between her legs, and found that her labia were quite moist. With gentle pressure my finger slid between the labia minora and found a wellspring of wetness in her vagina, which I used to slide back up to her clit (this time coming across the most sensitive under part). This produced a sort of moan, and her legs moved farther apart, but she did not seem awake. Two more trips to the well and her entire labia and clit were totally wet, and her breathing now seemed a little faster and deeper. In another minute, I slid a finger into her vagina, and got really stiff when I felt how wet it was in there. I really wanted my cock in there now, but instead I slid around her clit a little more and came back to slide two fingers in this time. Her breathing sort of stopped, then resumed at the deeper and slower level. I left my two fingers in her cunt, and slid my thumb up to work under and across her clit (much in the manner of an expensive gynecologist exam!). I was wondering how long I could keep from making a move, when she suddenly turned away from me and pushed her butt back at me and I heard her whisper, "in"..."in". I was already stiff and she was already soaking wet, so I slid into her easily and quickly, with a deep moan from her that made me push as far as I could, and she was pushing back to make sure I was all the way in. I could feel the resistance from her cervix and she started pushing back when I pushed forward. Before I had made even ten strokes, she had her first orgasm... and would have two more before I started pumping her full of my cum. Then she fell sound asleep, with me still in her. It made a huge mess on the bed because usually she catches the runoff with a small towel she keeps handy. But not tonight. The next morning, I wondered if she would even remember what had happened. At breakfast she smiled at me and said, "Well, I finally got enough foreplay, and you have to admit that it makes a big difference TO ME; did it ruin the experience for you?" Since then I spend a lot more time making sure she is totally ready, and about once a month we do the "sleeping wife" version, which I find to be a fantastic turn on (she does too, no need to do anything on her part). Sleeping with Anne Nothing in this story actually happened, it's just a product of my over imaginative brain! Thank you guys in advance for any and all feedback you give! _______________________________________________ Part 3- Falling for Anne? (sometimes in this world you take the bitter with the sweet) All the twists in my life shouldn't surprise me. In fact, it's when my life goes as planned that I should be surprised. Nevertheless, this newest development had me reeling. Initially, I had joined this 'thing' for Adam. He was, after all, the object of many of my fantasies even before I met him. He was great all around. An amazing lover, sensitive, and he listened. I couldn't imagine why anyone would want to hurt him in any way. It just so happened that Anne was so very much like him that I couldn't ignore all the attributes that she had, as well. I knew that Anne realized my initial intentions, but she also knew what I had discovered since then. With a deep sigh, I threw the covers off me and stepped out of my bed. I paused to look at myself in the full length mirror adjacent to my bed. I had a runner's body. Toned in all the right places, my abs were a testament to how hard I worked to maintain my body. My legs were equally toned, and my little 5'2" frame was full of power. No one could say that I looked weak. Even as I stood here praising myself for a job well done, I couldn't help but compare my body to that of my partner's. Anne's body was svelte, tight. Years of yoga had toned her body in ways that mine wasn't, and I envied her for that. She was tall at 5'11", leaving me the shortest out of the three of us. One thing I truly enjoyed was that Anne would run with me. When she traveled to New York, she would run with me every morning before I had to leave for work. Adam didn't run, so this was one thing in our 'relationship' that was just mine and Anne's. I sighed again, and decided against my run this morning. Actually, I was contemplating not going into work at all. I had to remind myself that being an intern meant not getting days off, late nights, and little to no sleep. That I had time to run at all was actually surprising. I started off with a quick shower and threw on my scrubs before walking out the door. I took the train to Madison and Park near 103rd street, and walked south to the hospital. The day was kind of chilly, winter was definitely around the corner. I pulled the zipper shut on my sweater, and walked inside the hospital. I was greeted with the normal hello's from the nursing staff, and a stern look from my resident. "You're late, Rachel." Her eyes narrowed at me, a look of disdain covering her face. "Sorry," I smiled apologetically. I had the feeling that scut work was in my future, and I was right. I spent my day suturing and doing piles of paperwork. Being a couple minutes late was definitely frowned upon, and I took a mental note of this. At the end of the day, I started my long trek home, thinking about how close to me Adam and Anne had come to be. It warmed me to think about it, because the two of them had become such an integral part of me. A heavy sigh escaped me for the thousandth time that day as I realized that I was going to be in bed alone. I had exited the train and was mere blocks away from my apartment. I fumbled for my keys, and finally found them. I let myself in my apartment and immediately went on high alert. Something wasn't right. Someone was in here and I didn't know who, or where they could possibly be hiding in here. I pressed my back against the wall and reached out for the light switch. It was then that a strong wave of perfume hit me and I relaxed. "Christ, Anne. You scared the shit out of me," I flipped the light on and my eyes came to rest on her. She was covered in a sheer silk robe, her right leg crossed haphazardly over her left. Her blonde hair sat on her shoulder in soft curls. Those intense green eyes were trained on me, and a smile was plastered on her face. "Sorry, I just wanted to surprise you," She said, "I was hoping you wouldn't notice me until you went to get into the shower." She stood and her robe fell open. I tried to stay composed as I took her in. She wasn't wearing much of anything under the robe. Her toned stomach was accentuated by the cut of the lingerie, which was little more than bra and crotchless panties. I took a step towards her, my body aching for her touch. But something still wasn't right. "Wait, where's Adam?" I asked. "He's not here," She replied. "Does he know you're here?" I asked, truly concerned. I didn't want anything to happen with this setup we had. I valued it entirely too much. "Yes," she nodded her head, "He does." I hadn't realized that I had tensed until my body relaxed. I continued walking over to her. But then I stopped. A quizzical look crossed her face, but all I really wanted to do was admire her. Take her in inch by inch. She stood there staring at me, a slightly annoyed yet amused look on her face. Anne placed a slender hand on her hip and shifted her weight onto her right leg. The movement caused her breasts to move ever so slightly, and that caused things low in my body to tighten. The bra she had on was probably custom made because those lovely mounds were perfectly rounded and fit in the bra cups just right. I tightened my hands into fists and forced myself to look up at her face. By now, she had a wide smile on her face, her bright white teeth showing. I took a step towards her, and she walked to me at the same time. I unclenched my fist, and reached out to capture her left hip in my hand. She dodged my move and smiled coyly. "Slow down, Rae," her voice was low, "We have all night." I grunted and reached for her again, but she did the same thing. Oh, this woman. Anne muttered something in rapid fire Russian. It was my turn to look confused. Anne laughed at me, it was an effortless sound coming from her mouth and she reached for my hand. "I enjoy teasing you," She said. I had to smile at that. Anne closed the gap between us and laid a slender hand on my shoulder. I put my hand on her waist waiting for her to initiate a kiss. I could tell that she was in control and she wasn't relinquishing her control any time soon. I stood there, pressed against her body feeling a little bit awkward. I'd be lying if I said her beauty didn't intimidate me a little bit. She was a pretty blonde supermodel and I was this average looking doctor. I shook the thought out of my head. That was not what I needed to be thinking of at this point. It was obvious that this relationship between the three of us was anything but normal, so who was I to question it? She reached around me and let my hair out of the pony tail. My black hair fell in waves around my faces and stopped just below my shoulders. Anne moved her hand to my face and gently caressed my cheek. I pulled her closer to me and tilted my head back so I could see her face. Anne leaned into me and closed the gap between our lips. She kissed me long and hard, her tongue venturing inside my mouth. I kissed her back, letting my tongue trace her teeth as I did so. I pressed our bodies together and moved the hand I had on Anne's hip to her back. I grunted as she pulled away. "I've missed you," she whispered against my face. I nodded in agreement. "I missed you, too." I said. "What brings you here so suddenly, though?" I was genuinely interested in her answer. I hadn't expected to see her again until Adam and his band came through New York again. "Photo-shoot tomorrow." She stepped away from me and closed her robe. "I told Adam I was going to come and visit you while I was here. I'm actually surprised he didn't sell me out." "He didn't do that," I assured her, and stepped over to the couch. She was right behind me. "I'm glad you're here, though." Anne sat down next to me. With a light touch, I placed my hand on her knee. Both of us settled back into the couch. Neither of us were in any particular hurry to do anything. We knew it would happen. "Me too." the words rolled off her tongue lazily. She was utterly relaxed next to me. I ran my hand up her leg, but she stopped me before I got too far. I settled on her thigh, and just rubbed her leg. "What have you two been up to?" I looked over to Anne. She looked like she was about to fall asleep. She let out a deep sigh. "A little bit of nothing, we're so busy that we never get to see each other." she enclosed my hand in hers. "We do what we can." "I'm sorry," I honestly didn't know what else to say. "Nothing to be sorry about, when we are together it's like nothing else," She smiled at me, "Except for when we're with you." "Oh, come on," I joked, "I'm not that special." Anne squeezed my hand. "Yes you are. We didn't start this with you for any other reason," She made intense eye contact with me. "You're special to us." I felt a blush creeping up my face, "I'm happy to know that, because you guys are special to me too." I felt like this conversation was straight out of some cheesy romance novel. I appreciated that they appreciated me, but the way that it was playing out was just... well, like a romance novel. I had sat up on the couch a little before, and settled back against it once again. "What have you been up to, Rachel?" "Working, just working." I replied. "Always, like you never get a day off?" she asked. "No, I work almost all day every day." there were times when I regretted my career choice, but then I remembered where I lived and the job that kept me here. "It'll be like that for a while anyways." "That's too much, hon." Anne wrapped her arm around my shoulders bringing me against her. "Don't you work pretty much all the time, too?" I asked. "Yeah, but I get breaks every now and then." I sighed and didn't respond. A break would be nice. A trip out to Los Angeles to see them instead of them always coming here would also be nice. I didn't suppose that would be happening any time soon, because time off was so hard to get, and when you got it, it was usually only for a day at a time. I reached up and grabbed Anne's other hand and settled it on my shoulder. It felt so good to be held by someone who cared about me. It was definitely weird without Adam around, though. I almost felt like we were going behind his back because he wasn't around. It was a quick and fleeting thought, though. He knew we would never go behind his back, and we knew he didn't mind us having sex without him. We had never done it before, but I had slept with him without Anne around plenty of times. She didn't mind, but somehow with it just being me and her, it felt like a huge betrayal of Adam's trust. Maybe it was because I was closer to Adam in a way. I still wasn't completely comfortable sleeping with Anne, but it was a wonderful experience. If anything happened between us tonight, it would be the first time we'd slept together alone. Truthfully, it was a scary thought. "Anne, are you a little bit nervous about this?" I asked. She looked to me. "A little, but we'll be okay." she squeezed my hand. "I hope so. I feel like.." I trailed the thought off. She knew what I meant. "He doesn't think we're betraying him. Besides, you've slept with him without me. This isn't any different, hon." She smiled softly at me. I was glad to know that she wasn't angry at me for sleeping with Adam, but it still wasn't much of a consolation. "I know, it just feels different somehow. I want you, but maybe I'm still just a little nervous." I sighed. "It will be okay, Rae. I'll take care of you." She pulled me against her. I nuzzled my head against her neck, and laid a soft kiss over her carotid. It beat softly against my lips, and I kissed her again a little harder this time. She let go of my hand and gripped my shoulder. I made the next kiss a little fuller, more intense, more passionate, and she moaned under my touch. I moved her hand and swung my left leg over her body, mounting her. I took her face in my hands and tilted her head back to give me better access to her neck. I moved my kisses up to just under her ear, and sucked lightly. I didn't want to leave a hickey because of her photo-shoot, but the temptation was ever so great. I grunted up against her neck, and pushed one of my knees between her legs to force her to unfold them. I moved one of my hands from her face to untie her robe. I wanted to see her boobs in that wonderful bra again. I wanted to take the bra off with my teeth, work my way down her body. I grunted at the thought. I tried to work my hand inside the robe, but she stopped me again. "Slow down, Rachel. Just kiss me." Anne moaned. I looked up at her from her neck, absolutely drunk with the taste of her skin. My wondering hand moved back up to her face. I let my lips wonder around her neck, eventually making my way around her neck. She moved her hands to my hips and held me against her. I lifted my head up, and started kissing her jaw. The foreplay got me going more than the sex did, and Anne knew that. I had a feeling she knew that a little too well. She, very much like Adam, liked to tease me. As much as I wanted to, I didn't have the control to tease her back. So I continued being my sloppy sexual self, and my journey went up to Anne's mouth. I kissed her deeply, my tongue explored her mouth. She kissed me back enthusiastically, her tongue meeting mine and rolling around my mouth. Her grip on my hips tightened, and she slid her hands down my scrubs. I wanted so badly to grasp her supple breasts in my hands, but I knew she wouldn't let that happen quite yet. I broke the kiss and backed up off of Anne. My pants had to come off. There was no other way for this to happen. "Rachel, chill honey. I'll take them off when I want them off." She captured my hand and pulled me back into her, "We have all night, Rachel." That might have been true, but dammit, I was horny now. I groaned in frustration. While Anne was here before I thought she would be, it had still been a few weeks since she and Adam had been here last. Masturbation can only get a person so far, and my poor vibrator was just a bit over used. I clashed back against her. I straightened my back out so my boobs pressed against hers when I was back on top of her. Anne kept my hands above her waist, so I wove my fingers through that lush blonde hair. I pulled her face roughly against mine, but pulled back just before she could kiss me. Her green eyes lit up, a little fire in them. She moved her hands off my fingers and locked them around my face. She pulled me roughly against her and locked me into a kiss. The kissing was getting a little redundant, and I wanted more. So much more. I moved one of my hands from her hair back to where I had opened her robe. "Don't you dare tell me no," I whispered into her mouth. Her lips curled into a smile. "As you say," she whispered back. I leaned away from her and opened her robe to unveil what I wanted to see. Her boobs were still perfectly rounded atop the cups of the bra. I greedily grabbed at one of her boobs, leaving the bra where it was. Her head tilted back onto the couch and her hands fell from my shoulders onto the cushion beside her. I kneaded her breasts and proceeded to work my way to the back to unclasp her bra. As soon as I got it unclasped, those beautiful boobs were unveiled. A low moan came out of my mouth. I reached my hands out to her bare breasts, and rolled her nipples between my fingers. "Ohhhh," Anne pulled herself up, and was moving away from my fingers. I moved my left hand and yanked her back against my body. There was no way she was leaving me now. "Stay," I commanded. Anne resisted me, but I won. I resisted the urge to take her in my mouth at that moment, and settled with just touching her. I didn't quite know what else I could do to her with just my hands, so I continued feeling her up. "Ahhh, right there," She mumbled as I continued kneading at her, "Please don't stop." I did as she wished, and continued fondling her as I kissed a line down her stomach. I was too determined not to give her the pleasure of my mouth to give in to my urges right now, but all I really wanted was to roll my tongue around her nipples. She laid one of her hands over mine, and squeezed. I grunted against her stomach and looked up the line of her body to her face. "What is it, Annie?" I asked. I traced a lazy circle around her nipple, and saw the pleasure run through her face. "Do you want more than this?" I pinched her to emphasize my point. "Oh yes, god yes." she muttered. Her legs spread a little further apart. I adjusted my position on top of her to accommodate. I pressed my knee up against her hot sex, and felt exactly how turned on she was. She grunted. "Please..." her voice trailed off as I brought my lips to her nipples. I sucked on them, lavished the texture in my mouth. Gently, I bit them, pulling them up just a tad with a slight smirk on my face. Anne's back arched as I flicked my tongue around one of her nipples, and the other I continued playing with. I took turns with both of these lavish breasts, and finally abandoned them to go to better things. I spread myself out along the length of her, and kissed her full on the mouth as I plunged my fingers deep inside her. Oh, god she was wet. Anne let out a sharp moan into my mouth. I pressed my thumb against her throbbing clit and forced her to keep her mouth on mine. Anne grabbed my hips again, and dug her fingers in deep. I gasped at the pressure, but welcomed it. I rocked gently against my hand, which was between us, and let that set the pace for my fingers. I felt her start to tighten around my fingers and pulled out of her. "Not yet, Anne." I said. I brought my hand up in between us, and licked her juices off of my fingers. She laid back against the couch again, and started untying my scrub pants. I let her, and slid off her so she could finish the job. Soon my pants were history, and Anne was showing much less control than normal. She reached frantically for my panties after, and I happily let her take them off. Anne wasn't taking her time this go around. Was she that horny? I was willing to bet that she was. She ripped my underwear off and looked up at me with a hunger in her eyes I hadn't seen in anyone in a long time. This woman wanted me as much as I wanted her. Anne cut right to the chase. No teasing foreplay. I spread my legs as she leaned against my stomach, and her tongue made contact with me. The sudden contact made my spine bow, and I dug my fingers into her hair to help steady myself. She was quick and nimble, her tongue flicking just across my clit and her fingers driving in and out of me in an almost mechanical way that was driving me absolutely crazy. "Oh, yes, Anne," I groaned as I threw my head back. I moved to lay down, but she held me in position with her other hand. Anne dropped to her knees in front of me, and let my hip go. With the newly freed hand, she opened my pussy lips and gave herself better access to me. "ANNIE!" I could hear her as she lapped me up, sucking all my juices and drinking them enthusiastically. I dug my fingers into her scalp as I came on her. "Good god!" I moaned. She pulled her fingers out of me slowly, and looked up at me. "Now who's in control?" A playful look crossed her face, and she came up to kiss me. I melted in her arms, and started my journey to what she had to offer. I began again at her mouth, and began pushing her back onto the couch. This time instead of a sitting position, I laid her out. I kissed down her stomach, my fingers already ahead of me. I took her engorged clit in between my thumb and forefinger and squeezed it. Anne moaned. It was the most satisfying sound I had heard in a while. I continued that and finally got my mouth down to where I wanted it. I didn't go straight for her pussy, though. I spread her legs wide and started licking her thighs. She trembled at my touch, and it encouraged me to go on. I slid my index and middle fingers inside of her, and felt her grind against them. I used my free arm to steady her, and lock her in a position I wanted her in. Slowly, I removed my fingers from her and replaced them with my tongue. She bucked wildly against my face, and her hands moved to those lovely boobs, and she started fondling herself. I moaned against her pussy and reached my other arm around her hip to start playing with her clit. Sleeping with Anne "OH GOD," Anne's moans filled the small apartment, her body bucking up against mine. I thrust my tongue in and out of her, taking all of her in. "Oh please don't stop!" I didn't. Her hips bucked against my face, and I flicked my tongue over her one last time before she came. Her breathing was so fast it almost scared me, but she continued to play with my hair. I lifted myself up on her body and laid my head down between her boobs. They made the perfect pillow. "We didn't even make it to the bed," I said, smiling. "No, we didn't." Anne laughed, it was a breathless sound, and it was ever so erotic. I reached my hand up and took a lock of her hair between my fingers and twirled it. "Oh well." I buried my head a little deeper into her chest and was soon listening to her heartbeat. I couldn't explain it, but it felt right in ways my past relationships hadn't. I still had reservations about sleeping with her, but they didn't hold me back when it came down to it. Anne let out a deep sigh. "Do you want to do anything else, baby?" she asked softly. I shook my head. "Not really. I just want to lay here." I replied. Anne stroked my arm absently, and in the back of my mind I wished Adam was here to hold us both. It was so cold. Anne must have felt the chill going through me, because she pulled the throw blanket off the back of the couch over us. "What are you thinking?" She asked. It was an innocent enough question, but the answer I wanted to give her might hurt her feelings. Truth was, I was missing Adam. She must have seen it in my face, because she sat up rather abruptly. "Rachel, I know this is weird. I know I'm not Adam and I never will be, but I do care about you." I sat up and took her face in my hands, "Anne, that's not it. You're the only woman I've ever been with and this is all so new to me. I'm not sure what I'm doing at this point." Her face relaxed into my hands. "You're my first woman, too. I know you're confused. Adam's here for us." I didn't understand why, though. Why would Adam and Anne want me to be in this part of their life? I knew I liked being with Adam, but let's be honest, almost any girl would like being with him. I don't want to say that my attraction to him was purely physical, because a lot of it isn't, but that physical part overpowered the emotional sometimes. We really didn't connect in any other way but the physical. Anne, however, knew me like no one else did. It was strange to think about. I couldn't quite wrap my mind around it. Absently, I stroked her cheeks with my thumb and kissed her lightly. "Anne, I just don't know what I'm doing yet." I said as I pulled away from her. "Well, next time, we'll make this a little more familiar for both of us, how about that?" She asked. I smiled at her and released her. "Sounds good to me." I took her hands in mine. "Good," She said and stood up. "Now I'm tired, join me in bed?" she winked at me. I smiled and stood up. "Of course." I replied and followed her. Anne laid down and sprawled out across the queen sized bed and I made myself comfortable right beside her. I didn't think things could get any better. Slowly the apprehension of this whole thing was melting away. I knew Adam had my heart, but I felt that Anne could easily take it away from him. I had the rest of the week with her, who knew what could happen in that time?