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Anne's Story Ch. 01

By: p3seven



Chapter 01

Lust in the Afternoon

This series is about a friend of mine and her sensual awakening, This led in later chapters to her embracing the lifestyle of sharing intimacy with friends and casual lovers. Please feel free to comment and offer suggestions as this is my first offering to the group. Thank you to my editors who helped me prepare these stories. 

Five pm on a sunny afternoon in Rangers Head. Returning from a day's shopping on the Gold Coast, Anne drew her shiny white Audi to the parking lot at the rear of Opra Bistro. The boot was laden with new treasures and bargains with many fine clothes and shoes.

To toast her good fortune, Anne intended to have celebratory Mojito before driving up the hill towards home. She strode to the covered walkway leading to her favourite bar; her hips swaying in the tight, black silk slacks which clung to her curvy behind. Her cream, crepe blouse was open two buttons at the neck, exposing the curve of her soft luscious breasts. A lacy edge of her bra framing the swelling globes.

She approached the bar, climbed on to a bar stool and looked around. At that time of the afternoon there were few patrons. One man caught her attention however. He was standing a few feet up the bar, nursing what appeared to be a Scotch and ice.

As he leaned forward, both elbows on the bar, a smile was playing on his lips. Her imagination engaged; she wondered what a man drinking alone would be smiling at. Intrigued, she allowed her gaze to linger as she ran her eyes down his form. Tall, wavy brown hair, deep set blue eyes and a firm jaw. Her gaze dropped lower to the white polo shirt and then to the tan slacks that ended above a pair of brown loafers. The arms below the short sleeved shirt were tanned and covered with a soft bleached down. 

At that moment, Grace, the waitress greeted Anne and asked for her order 

"Mojito please Grace. Just the way I like, with a little brown sugar to highlight the rum." 

Grace turned away to make the drink, 

The man's head snapped up. "Grace, is that the way you always make a Mojito?" 

Grace turned and smiled "No it is a special for Anne, she likes it just that way." 

He turned and appraised Anne and, with one eyebrow raised said, "May I pay for this drink."

Grace looked up from filling the mortar with mint leaves and ice to say, "Allow me to introduce John Devenish, he is a part owner of the Bistro. John meet Anne, one of our favourite customers." 

Anne smiled and gazed into those deep blue eyes; her heart gave a little flutter, he was really handsome. 

"How come I haven't met you before? I call here a couple of times a week."

"I moved up here from Sydney and just settled on a unit today. But, you will be seeing more of me, as I take a more hands on role in the business." He said. His smile widening as his gaze took in the curves of Anne's waist and hips as she swivelled on her stool to face him. 

Anne picked up her freshly made drink and they chinked glasses. "Welcome to Rangers Head," she said, "I'm pleased the town is getting some new blood and I hope you enjoy your life here. Where did you buy?" 

"A Studio apartment on the beach front, close to work and big enough for one" he said. 

This definitely was interesting, new blood at her favourite bar and by the look of it, single. She started to feel a little squirmy, quietly rubbing her thighs together to stop her labia from fluttering. Anne felt her vagina give a little squeeze as a fantasy of her with this new man flashed across her mind. 'Slowly, slowly,' she said to herself. 'Don't get too far ahead. You are attached but, Dan has been away for a week and a girl deserved a little flirt now and again, what's the harm?' 

John moved closer, stood beside her and proceeded to tell her of his life in Sydney as a hospitality manager for a large hotel chain and his yearning for a break and a quieter life after 20 years in the business. 

They slowly sipped their drinks, lost in conversation. When she looked at the wall clock she noticed an hour had passed. She started to make her excuses, thanked John and was ready to head home. 

"Not a bit of it," said John, "I insist you have an early dinner with me. We are testing a new menu and I would like us to sample some of the dishes."

'What the heck,' thought Anne to herself, 'I would only be going home to leftovers and a cold bed; why not?.' "Yes John, I would love to try some of the new dishes," She responded. 

She swung round on the stool, her tightly clad buttocks brushed against John's crotch as he was leaning towards Anne to help her dismount. It felt good; there was another flutter and a squeeze. Anne could feel her juices start to flow as the half erect penis dragged the width of her silk clad bottom. John took her hand and led her to a table on the patio, lit up by the setting sun. 

"We will have oysters in a light brandy sauce followed by lamb with rosemary and sage, dessert we can decide later. 

Ask the chef to halve the dishes he was preparing for me and set up a Greek salad for two please." John told the waiter." 

The dishes were exquisite and the accompanying wines were an excellent complement to the dishes. 

"Let's take the desserts and sit on the beach to watch the sunset," said Anne. "We can take the dishes back later." 

Strolling across the road they settled on the grass just below the level of the back dune. Waves were breaking on the reef and slowly rolling up the beach. The flare from the lighthouse up North carved its beam across the horizon and silhouetted the headland. 

They settled and began to nibble on their food, washing it down with sips of Moet. Anne had chosen her favourite; raspberries soaked in liquor and John had strawberries with scalded cream. 

"Would you like some, John?" said Anne as she cheekily tipped a spoon full of raspberries and juice into her hand and held it towards him. 

Leaning forward he stuck out his tongue and gently lapped them up. Some juice had slipped between her fingers and he took her hand in his and sucked each finger in turn until they were clean. 

Anne's clit stood to attention and began to throb as she imagined that tongue doing the same thing to her labia and clit. She physically squirmed and felt her nipples spring erect. 

John slowly put her hand down and selected a choice strawberry, put it between his teeth and offered it to her. She leaned forward and sucked the fruit from his lips, feeling their slight roughness as he pressed into hers. She pushed the berry back to his mouth and it crushed between their teeth, both sucked at the juices, pulling their lips together in a lingering kiss. Anne's hands and arms moved of their own volition, she stroked John's chest and back feeling the firm muscles beneath the shirt. How she wanted this man NOW. 

John's hands slipped around Anne's waist, and beneath her loose blouse, stroking her now goose bumped skin. His hand moved up and encased her soft right breast. 

"I want those," he said. 

Anne leaned back, looked down at his straining crotch, rubbed her hand gently over the throbbing hardness and said, "Perhaps we can reach some mutual understanding. Come home with me." 

Hand in hand they strolled back across the road. John opened the door of his Porsche Cayenne and ushered her inside. He took the dessert dishes and glasses as well as Anne's car keys inside, and gave orders for the staff to park Anne's car in the underground car park. They drove up the hill and parked in the carport of Anne's bungalow.

Anne ushered John inside and they fell onto the couch locked in a deep embrace. Lips joined, sucking tongues and pressing hard. Hands flew to each other's clothes; the blouse was flipped over Anne's head by John. Anne's fingers worked nimbly and flicked John's shirt buttons open as she pulled the shirt off his back exposing a soft patch of chest hair. She ran her fingers through it as she moved to tweak his erect nipples.

John's hands slowly unclasped her bra and he lifted the cups away allowing her gorgeous globes to swing free. He held them in both hands and lifted them to his mouth. His tongue folded over the brown nipple of her left breast. He licked the soft flesh sending shivers down her spine, causing the nipple to spring to attention. He sucked each in turn leaving her breasts slick with his saliva.

Anne unbuckled John's belt and teased open his fly. She freed his penis from the folds of cloth, stroked it gently, feeling it come alive in her hands. John stood to let his trousers and shorts fall to the floor. Anne followed him her head rising to the level of his groin where she enveloped the head of his cock in her mouth. 

John stood still, legs braced, hands on Anne's shoulders as he watched her head bob up and down on the seven inches of hard twitching flesh. Anne's hand moved and cupped his balls; he felt thrills course up and down his spine as her tongue circled the head of cock and her teeth nibbled the rim of his glans.

Five minutes of this and John was on the edge. He could feel cum starting to pulse from his balls towards the end of his cock. He stopped humping into Anne's mouth and pulled back. Two drops of cum made it to the head and oozed out through his slit. Anne bobbed her head down and with the tip of her tongue flicked them into her mouth. That touch nearly triggered a volcano and he bent down to relieve the pressure and stop his cock exploding. Staying bent he loosened Anne's slacks and along with the lacy and now juice smeared knickers, slid them down her legs and free of her gorgeous body. 

John stood looking in awe. This was a 60 year old woman with the figure of a thirty year old, wide hips curving up to a narrower waist then up to where two soft breasts lay full and flowing over her chest. Her lips. all glossy from sucking his cock, were red and slightly parted, her tongue flicked along them looking for the lingering taste of his pre cum.

Looking down at her thighs, her legs were together and John could see the soft fluff of her pubic hairs peeking from the valley where her legs joined. He reached down, took Anne's right leg and draped it over the back of the couch. She opened like a flower; her pink labia's were exposed, glistening with her juices. Her clit, a little twitching bud, was sitting nestled in the halo of pubic hair that sparkled with drops of moisture. Below was the darker slit of her vagina pulsing, as its muscles reacted to the imagined feel of the cock she was watching twitch above her.

John knelt and lifted her left leg away, placing Anne's foot on the floor. She was open now and his face was six inches from her lovely pussy. The aroma of her love nest was overwhelming.

John breathed it in and bent closer. He used his nose to part her pussy lips and placed his tongue at the door of her soft cunt. Slowly, ever so slowly, he drew the tip from that love hole to her clit, forcing it up and letting it flick away. She arched and shuddered as the glorious jolt of ecstasy flew up her spine. Grasping her hips, he pushed his face down and began to feast in earnest. Anne stayed with him bucking and humping, forcing herself on his face as he licked, sucked, flicked and nibbled from her arse to her clit. 

For her this was heaven. The pent up lust built up while Dan was away, was finding an outlet. She didn't feel guilty, she felt whole. Her body began to tremble as she felt a wave of emotion course through her and she clasped her legs together not wanting it to end here. She needed strong hot cock before she was finished with this man and as far as she was concerned he could have every hole.

Anne closed her legs. John jumped back concerned but was reassured when Anne stood up, grasped his cock and led him down the hall to the bedroom. She tossed the pillows and bedcover to the floor and turned to John. 

"Take me; Fuck me till I scream." 

John picked Anne up and threw her on her back onto the bed. He followed and before she stopped bouncing, had lifted her legs onto his shoulders and shoved seven inches of cock into her hot wet hole. She gasped with the shock of it but relished the heat of his hot rod. He thrust deep, pulled back and buried himself to the hilt. Her labia was smashed back, his balls slapped against her buttocks. He was rocking back and forth, bending Anne up as he thrust in deep looking for the bottom of her cunt. Back and forth they rocked, Anne was holding his arms and pulling herself on to him as he thrust, trying to follow him as he pulled back. She grunted when he thrust home, feeling the air being forced from her lungs. Her cunt was stretched from the width of his lovely cock, it fitted perfectly

John slowed, pulling back till the tip of his cock was just outside her hole. Slowly he pushed back gently forcing her open and gliding his cock to touch bottom, back again in and out, building a gentle cycle that roused her senses. Anne let go of John's arms and started stroking his chest and tweaking his nipples as she rocked to the gentle rhythm of his cock as it slowly travelled the length of her vagina. John put her legs on the bed and slowly resumed his rhythm, pushing down on her hips and thrusting up, he leant forward and kissed her long and deep. 

He pulled away, looked at her and said "This is the most wonderful welcome to a new town that I have ever had, thank you." 

"You are scratching an itch for me," said Anne. "Relieving my tensions in such a wonderful way, it is I who should be thanking you."

Anne pushed John off and he flopped on to his back, his turgid pole pointing at the ceiling, slick with juice. She leaned over, extended her tongue and began licking him clean, lingering over each lap and savouring every drop of her pussy juice that she collected from his cock and balls. John's hand played idly with her pussy and thighs, his hand cupped and he collected the leaking juice from Anne's half open cunt. He slowly brought it over and recoated his cock, giving his new lover more enticement to keep lapping. 

"This is heavenly," he said. 

She stopped, moved to kiss him, letting half a mouthful of pussy juice and saliva flow into his mouth. 

With lust in her eyes Anne moved back, jumped astride him and with a hand on either thigh holding open her labia's, shoved her slick hole down over his cock. The shock electrified him and he banged his head back on the bed with the sheer ecstasy of it all. Anne began humping that lovely thick cock, her cunt muscles rippling, milking his cock from his balls to the tip. 

John felt his balls contract and the flood of cum that was about to erupt began to flow from his balls towards the tip of his twitching cock head. 

Anne felt his cock twitch and swell, she leaned back and grasping the top of his scrotum where it joined near the base of his cock, squeezed hard. His ejaculation died in an instant. 

Anne took her hand away, turned with a smile and said, "I have another use for all that spunk, lover boy. Let's not lose it now."

Slowly she leaned forward, careful not to start her hips humping and slick pussy twitching on John's cock. Anne draped her breasts over his face swinging them back and forth, brushing him with her soft melons. John laid there, a smile on his face enjoying the cheek massage. 

Anne stopped again and crawled up, bracing her hands against the wall, placed her pussy directly over John's mouth and nose. He breathed deeply absorbing the heavenly scent of her over worked pussy. He opened his mouth and put his tongue to work cleaning that lovely hole. 

His hand came around, under Anne's thighs. Dipping a finger in her cunt, he coated it, took it back and started playing with her pulsing brown arsehole. He felt the skin around it pucker and dimple. Anne began to move in circles, trying to position the finger to her best advantage. When it felt right she stopped and bore down. John felt the finger slide into her arse. The feeling of the tight ring opening and the silky feel of her outer rectum as it encased his finger, brought a deep moan from Anne. She settled and allowed the sensation to mature. 

Slowly Anne started moving in a small circular motion riding the finger and grinding her pussy into John's face. He relished it, the juices running down his cheek; his nose brushing her clit and the smooth feel of that rectal lining coupled with the tight ring of her anus. Anne kept it up for five minutes before her legs tired and she rolled on her back.

"God that was nice" John said, as he propped himself on one elbow and gazed in awe upon Anne's glistening body. He leaned forward and lapped at the pool of sweat gathering in Anne's belly button. 

Anne slowly moved the long middle finger of her right hand down to her clit and began idly flicking it. "Let's finish lover, show how much cum you can coat my tits with. Kneel beside me and work your cock."

Two minutes of frenzied pumping saw John's hips begin to thrust as the tension built. His hand was flying up and down his cock. Blood, pushed into the head by that tightened ring of fingers, gave it a purple hue. John's balls began to contract and Anne, sensing his moment was near, clasped them with her thumb and forefinger while the other fingers of her left hand stroked his perineum and the puckered ring of his arsehole. Tipping past the point of no return and emitting a hoarse moan, his back arched as he felt the semen pump along his cock. He began to shoot his load, covering Anne from waist to throat in strings of white cum. It slid down her breasts and pooled in her tummy button. John, spent and breathing heavily, collapsed on his side and was asleep in an instant; his spent cock continuing to ooze cum onto his thigh. 

Anne idly spread the drying cum with her left hand and occasionally lifted a dripping finger to her pointed tongue allowing her to savour the taste of her new lover's juices. She kept flicking her clit till she rolled into a full body orgasm. Trembling all over, Anne's body arched, only her head and heels touching the bed. Her fingers, flicking her clit with lightning speed, drew forth a shake that caused her head, body and legs to tremble with such force she bounced rhythmically on the bed. She was emitting guttural grunts as the waves of pleasure forced the air from her lungs. 

John, disturbed by the bouncing of the bed, came half awake threw his arm over her and held Anne till she shuddered to a stop, completely spent. Enfolded in each other's arms they drifted to sleep..........

To be continued...

Anne's Story Ch. 02



Ch 2:  Morning Delights


 The second part of saga where Anne is caught deep in her lust by her partner Dan.

Anne woke at six am. The birds were singing, the courtyard fountain, which could be seen through the bedroom window, made a restful splashing. 

She felt the weight of another body in the bed and turned to see who it was. 'Dan wasn't due home till tomorrow.' 

It was John, her new lover sprawled on his back, breathing softly. He lay, pubic hairs crusted with dried cum and pussy juice, his hand cradling his half erect cock. 

She gazed at it, nestling there, a faint purple bulbous head with a prominent swelling around the gland. The slit on the end of the penis was blocked with dried cum. 

'Hmmm,' she thought 'I must do something about that'.

Quietly she slipped from the bed and showered. Washing the dried cum from her breasts and belly; lingering over her pussy, she languidly cleaned her slit and slid two fingers into her cunt, bringing back the feeling of his cock inside her. Paying particular attention to her bottom, she washed it clean and stuck a soapy finger inside to check it was clear. Turning her finger, she felt her knees start to give as pleasure flowed through her. Oh yes! She had plans for that particular hole. Drying herself, she brushed her hair and rubbed lightly scented oil over her body, then tiptoed to the kitchen.

Quickly cutting a bowl of fruit and pouring two glasses of juice, Anne made her way back to the bedroom, placing the tray on the bedside table. John had not moved. Reaching over, she gently took his hand away from his cock and replaced it with her own. 

She picked up a cube of melon and balanced it on the tip of his cock. Anne opened her mouth and encircled his cock head; she engulfed it and using her tongue, crushed the melon so the juice ran down the shaft. Anne sucked it up and swallowed the crushed pulp. John's eyes fluttered open and he sighed with pleasure. Being woken by an angel with a soft cool tongue was his idea of heaven.

John sat up as Anne propped pillows behind his back and held the glass of juice up for him to drink. 

"Come on lover!" she said, "I have plans for you this morning and they don't include you lying there sleeping. You will need to get some fuel in your body, so eat up!" 

John tucked into the fruit while Anne went to the bathroom and returned with a warm moist oil scented washer. 

She rubbed John down gently loosening and soaking up all the evidence of last evening's lust.

Using the tip of her tongue she gently loosened the crust on his penis tip. Holding the slit open she pointed her tongue and flicked the soft skin just inside the opening. John jolted and clenched his legs together as the exquisite feeling rippled the length of his flaccid cock and into his groin. 

Anne spent a minute there, flicking away with her pointed tongue. John's legs were twitching as the pleasure shot through his body. All the while the warm washer in her left hand was rolling his balls cleaning and scenting them. She then spread his legs wide and washed his anus and perineum.

"Go and pee! Then, hurry back while I get ready for your next adventure." While John was away, Anne slipped on a vinyl glove and opened the toy box. The box contained a selection of lubes, vibrators, dildos and strap on harnesses. She rummaged through and selected some, and then placed two pillows in the middle of the bed.

John returned from his ablutions and stood beside Anne; stroking her back, fondling her breasts, feeling the soft globes watching them swing under his touch. 

"On the bed" said Anne "get your tummy over the pillows and kneel down."

John, excited about what may be coming next, quickly complied; kneeling there with his taut backside presented and vulnerable. 

"Don't look just feel" said Anne as she moved to the end of the bed and selected a vibrator. 

Activating it, she proceeded to run it along the inside of John's thighs up and over his buttocks and down the other leg. She did this for five minutes, allowing John's senses to come alive. He knelt quietly just absorbing the tingling pleasure. His cock visible against the white pillows was slowly growing an inch at a time as the pleasure registered.

Anne changed objective, dipping the tip of the vibrator in some lube, she moved the point of attack to his balls and cock. Ever so gently with a deft touch, she caressed his balls watching them react to the titillation, by pulling up to his body and become two crinkly walnuts. The skin was so taut it was vibrating by itself as she lifted the vibrator away. Allowing the tip of the vibe to follow the length of his growing cock, Anne caressed the rim of his gland following each twitch, keeping up the light pressure. 

John began to moan, the intensity of the feelings was overwhelming. Not pushing him on a path to ejaculation, but heightening all his nerve ends and setting them a jingle. 

Anne spoke not a word, but worked away steadily using the vibe to heighten his pleasure. John moaned loudly. 

Anne slapped him on the buttocks leaving a stinging red hand print and said. "Shut up! Concentrate on the pleasure." 

John quietened, burying his head in the mattress and gritting his teeth.

The vibrator slid ever so slowly up from his cock, around his balls and traced a path along his perineum coming to rest just beside his anus. The dark brown ring contracted and puckered, the fine down of hairs surrounding it stood upright. 

Anne said to the immobile lover, "Take your hands and pull your arse cheeks apart." 

She took the vibrator away and dipped it in the lube; bought it back and began tracing circles starting on the pale flesh surrounding his now partly open hole. The circles became ever smaller, as she crept over the border to the brown ring all speckled with tiny raised lumps. She touched those trigger points and another loud moan issued from John's mouth. 

Anne slapped him again, this time on the other cheek "Remember no noise." She leaned close to his ear and whispered "If you are a good boy, after I have finished with you, I will let you fuck me in the arse." 

John squirmed and snuggled down on the bed; this was one pleasure he was not willing to forgo. Anne stood back to look at John's bare buttocks now sporting two glowing red handprints. He was now very still. He lay there thinking of how Anne's hot arse might feel, his already excited cock started twitching and leaking a little precum.

Anne resumed her attention to John's arsehole. Lightly and ever so slowly, she circled the vibrator till it was poised over the centre of the stretched brown ring. She slid the tip into the puckered lips and entered just a mite. John humped his back and ground his face into the bed to stifle another moan. 

Anne took the vibe away and dipped it in the lube again, with her left hand she took more and coated the shaft. With her slippery latex finger she transferred a dollop to John's hole and pushed a little inside. 

"Now John this is for your own comfort" said Anne, as she inserted her fingertip inside John's twitching arse. 

Moving her gloved forefinger in to the second knuckle, Anne rotated her finger, coating the inside with lube. She pushed deeper and curved her finger towards his balls, finding the lump of his prostate, she rubbed it gently. John bit into the pillow to stop himself from moaning and his thighs trembled with pleasure.

Selecting the long thin arse plug from the toy chest she covered it with lube, stroking it up and down with her fist as if she was jerking it off. Nice and wet, she poised it above the pink inner ring of John's arse and slowly shoved it to the hilt. 

John's back humped, as he felt the length of the plug slip into him and slide along the tight walls of his rectum. The bulbous middle of the arse plug filled the rectum and his sphincter pulled tight around the thinner end. Anne flicked the switch and electricity coursed through John's belly as the intense vibrations caused his rectum to clench tight around the body of the vibe. John's cock took on a life of its own as it twitched up and down with the rhythmic contractions of the vibrator.

Slowly she pulled it back and watched as the sphincter closed slowly following the withdrawal of the vibe. While it was out, she flicked the vibes controls to full on and shoved it back down that brown tunnel. 

The response was majestic. John's back humped as the intense vibrations flowed from the thousands of nerve endings around his arsehole, along the length of his spine to the base of his skull. His head pulled up and as his mouth opened a long soft, "OOOOOHHH", issued from his lungs. John's hands, still holding his arse cheeks apart, began to clench pulling his cheeks further apart and then relaxing them, causing the vibrator to move in and out by about an inch, intensifying the feelings that jolted through him.

Anne stood back to admire the tableau, watching the vibe push in and out of John's arse, as his body humped and twitched to the music of his own lust. 

He revelled in the carnal feelings flowing from his once virgin arse. Anne's hand felt for her labia's and she inserted two fingers between them, then slid them up and down; feeling the throbbing clit pulse and grow in anticipation of what she planned next. 

Leaving him, but never taking her gaze from the body on the bed, Anne leaned down taking up the harness and began to fit it around her thighs and bottom. Selecting a six inch dildo, she fitted it and smeared it liberally with lubricant. She knelt on the bed and ever so slowly pulled the vibe out of John's arse. 

Before the hole could close fully, she inserted the tip of her dildo. As she took the weight and pushed forward, John's hole opened, slowly swallowing the soft silicone dick. Anne looked down, amazed that the distended hole could accommodate the thickness of the dildo. 

John humped and pushed back his greedy arse, taking all Anne could give him. Anne felt tingles in her loins as the backward pressure from John pushed the base of the dildo onto her slippery swollen labia's and clit. She couldn't help herself. Anne ground her hips in a circular motion, intensifying and spreading the pleasure over as much of her genitals as she could.

Anne slowly began to fuck, driving the cock in and out of Johns arse, slowly at first and then with more intensity as the lube spread and aided the movement. John had let go of his arse cheeks and was resting on his elbows arching his back and pushing back to fully take all that Anne could push into him. Anne, meantime, was feeling the power of being in charge and able to use the cock to enhance both their pleasure. She leaned forward reached under and closed her fist around John's swollen cock and began to stroke in time with her thrusts deep into his slippery hole. Her other hand grasped his balls and on the in stroke pulled his scrotum to keep him coming back and hitting the base of the dildo and driving it into her swollen clit.

As Anne kept up the thrusting she let go and with the nails of both hands, scraped them down John's back, forcing him to bend his back down and take that rubber dong deeper into his distended bowel. She eased the pressure of her thrusts and slowed the rhythm of her fucking, eventually pulling out and letting the dildo slide down his balls and hang between his legs. Her clit was swollen from the pressure of the back of the dildo pushing on to her vulva, and juice from her pussy was staining the straps of the harness

Anne stood and unstrapped the harness letting it fall to the floor. She thrust her hand down and parted her pussy lips, rubbed her labia smearing pussy juice over her hardened clit. Her knees trembled. She moved to the bed, where John was still lying draped over the pillow. 

Stroking his back, she said, "Up now lover it's my turn!"

John stood and, as he eased by Anne, she bent down and kissed the tip of his cock as it passed by. 

Anne knelt on the bed, bending over the pillows and said, "It's yours".

John stood behind Anne and placed his hands on her arse cheeks. He slowly parted them and gazed on a brown ring, surrounded by little bumps and fine hairs. The whole area was glistening with juices that had leaked from Anne's vagina, when she was humping him with the dildo. He leaned down and with his tongue pointed, rested the tip against the puckered hole and gently pushed it inside, till he felt the smooth skin of the anus. John left his tongue there tasting the flow of pussy juices as Anne humped back, pushing his tongue further in. John revelled in the taste and feeling of that sweet arse as Anne moved back and forth feeding his tongue in and out.

At that moment the airport shuttle drew up outside the bungalow on the hill and Dan alighted. He was home half a day earlier, his work completed. As he strolled down the front path, he was anticipating the surprise on Anne's face as she saw him home early .He noticed a strange car on the lawn. 

'Curious,' he thought as he walked up to the front porch and keyed the front door open. 

In the lounge, Dan was confronted with a mixed pile of clothes on the floor besides the couch, and he heard moaning sounds coming from down the hall. His suspicions aroused he carefully placed his luggage on the floor and slipped out of his shoes. Tiptoeing down the hall, he stopped short of the bedroom and went to carefully look around the door but, before he could do so, movement reflected in the dressing table mirror caught his eye. He was confronted with the sight of his lover naked, glistening with sweat, and bent over a pile of pillows, her beautiful rounded bottom in the air. Behind her, kneeling up and about to enter her, was a handsome well muscled stranger. His hand was on his cock and his fingers were playing with her, opening her arse. Dan could see him slowly push his lubed, slick, engorged cock into that welcoming hole.

Dan's eyes moved to watch the expression on Anne's face as the stranger's cock slowly slid into her. A look of shock as the width of the cock stretched her was replaced with a smile and a expression of bliss, as the pleasure sensors in the arse adapted to the size. The movement as his cock rocked back and forth, was burying itself inch by inch into that brown ring. 

Soon, what appeared to Dan to be eight inches of hard cock was buried in Anne's arse. She arched her back and pushed backwards to take it all. At the sight of this raw sex being enjoyed by Anne, Dan's cock swelled and tented his trousers. He moved slowly back down the hall and quietly shed his clothes. His cock grasped in his right hand, he crept back to his vantage point.

He watched the two lovers, enjoying the feelings they were sharing. Anne, humping and pushing her hips back to take the length of the cock being thrust into her arse, her hair flying as her head was bounced up and down by the strength of her lover's thrusts. Her beautiful breasts were swinging free to the rhythm of the animal lust on display. The stranger's hands were on Anne's hips, his head bent back in ecstasy as his cock pounded into her. Grunts issued from both mouths, as the thrusts pounded breath from their lungs. There was a rhythmic slapping sound as John's hips hit Anne's luscious arse globes on each inward thrust.

Dan stood watching the tableau as it unfolded in the mirror, his hand pumping his cock and knees about to buckle under him, as the pleasure grew and shifted towards a climax. He slowed, relaxed a little and let the pending flood subside. His thought was of what the stranger was feeling, as Dan remembered the feel of that tight ring that had surrounded his cock giving them so much pleasure.

Anne had slowed her thrusting, satisfied now that her lover was keeping the rhythm, she reached up and began fingering her clit, rubbing the inside of her labia in time with the thrusts. Every so often, she dipped two fingers into her steaming cunt and pulled out some cream to coat her pussy. Her hand occasionally grasped and squeezed John's balls as they swung forward on the in thrust. Each time she did this, John would hump and thrust deeper, while letting out an animal moan.

Anne's head was bent back and her eyes were closed as she revelled in the pleasure being delivered to her. Dan moved into the doorway. John saw him and his eyes went wide with surprise. Dan quickly put a finger to his lips motioning for silence and for John to keep fucking as he moved to kneel on the bed in front of Anne. 

Feeling the extra weight on the bed Anne's eyes opened and registered shock when she saw who it was. Dan moved quickly, kissing Anne on the cheek as he murmured "I'm so happy to see you deep in pleasure my darling, enjoy and let me share some with you". With that he knelt in front of her presenting his rampant erection for her oral pleasure.

Anne, after hesitating for an instant, bent forward and kissed the tip of Dan's cock, then slowly began to suck it into her mouth. John looked at Dan and gave him a smile of relief as he continued to thrust into Anne. The rhythm of his thrusts made Anne's head move back and forth on Dan's cock. She relaxed and was just there to absorb the pleasure and transfer the motion.

Anne's lips sucked and kneaded Dan's cock. He held her head and stroked her back. His hands roved down occasionally to cup and fondle her beautiful breasts as they swung free beneath her. With the slowing rhythm of John's thrusts, she was able to rotate her hips and her arse to increase the pleasure on the sides of John's cock. The increased feeling transferred to John's body began sending him towards climax. Dan benefited by the change in the rhythm of Anne's sucking as her head rotated in time with her hip movements.

Dan watched John's eyes as they began to roll back into his head and his hips beat a faster uncontrolled rhythm on Anne's bottom. Dan pulled his cock from Anne's mouth and with a few deft flicks of his wrist sent a stream of cum over his lovers' hanging breasts. Anne reached up and squeezed his pulsing balls, causing them to empty completely. 

John grunted and thrust deep. Dan braced against Anne to help her absorb John's final thrust. Anne could feel his cock pulse as it began to spurt streams of warm cum into her bowels. She felt the warm liquid fill, then flow from her anus as John's thrusts slowed and he withdrew letting the last spurts of creamy sperm flow between the top crack of her lovely bottom and down her back.

Both males stood back and gazed in awe at the woman that had served their pleasure so well. They both leaned over and stroked Anne as she rolled on her back and began to finger herself towards a kundalini climax. Dan kissed her and softly licked his cum from her breasts while John cuddled into her side. Her fingers slipped from her pussy, and she began to tremble and twitch as the orgasm took hold. Slowly she came down from her high and her body relaxed.

Over coffee for the men and herbal tea for Anne, the introductions were finally made. Friendships were cemented. John was made to feel at home and welcomed back on occasion, to share the joy of love and lust with either the couple or with Anne if she felt the urge when Dan was away. 

To be continued.



Anne's Story Ch. 03



Lady Lovers 

Anne learns to share love and lust with a woman

Anne dropped into Opra Bistro late one morning her arms laden with fresh vegetables and herbs. Since she and her partner Dan had begun their "lusty friendship" with the new part owner John, Anne would often drop in with home grown organic garden produce. She would exchange them for the Bistro's heavenly Tapas. 

Walking through the open back door into the kitchen she spied Grace, the pretty late 30's something waitress, polishing glasses and stacking them on trays under the bench. Grace did not notice Anne as engrossed in her work bent down to place a glass in the rack. When she did, the short tight jersey shirt she was wearing rode up her thigh and over the curve of her tight rounded arse. Wearing only a G string, the curves of her brown cheeks were amply displayed. Anne had seen Grace in her leotards as they both attended the same gym, but seeing the exposed flesh in a working environment was somehow different and erotic.

Anne turned to the sink and placed the vegetables on the draining board. 

Startled by the noise, Grace stood up and turned, unaware that she had provided Anne with a peek at her rounded ass and taut thighs. 

"Thanks Anne they look great, we will be able to make the lime and mint dressing for the Tapas. We don't have anything to give you now, but Chef is making some Tapas for tomorrow and I will bring some up this afternoon when I am on my way home. I am just in for the morning to do some catch up work on my day off." 

Standing and facing her, Anne could see that Grace was wearing a short string top that left her navel exposed . Her tanned breasts swung free beneath the material and her nipples were pushing out the light jersey into little peaks. 

"Good" said Anne, wishing she were that young again. "I will see you about two."

Returning home, Anne made a tossed salad with light dressing; poured a glass of Chenin Blanc and sat on the couch to read and listen to soft rock on the sound system. 

By the time Grace arrived, Anne had cleared the dishes and was sitting watching a romantic DVD on the widescreen TV, a second glass of wine in hand.

"Here Grace have a glass of wine and tell me about your day." 

Taking the Tapas Grace had brought, she stored them in the refrigerator and poured Grace a glass. They both sat down on the couch side by side and Grace filled Anne in on the news of the day from the village. 

Looking up Grace noticed the movie. "I haven't seen that for such a long time."

"Have another glass of wine. I will restart the movie, we can watch it all the way through" said Anne.

With a full glass, Grace settled down and they both began to watch the movie.

Half an hour later, Grace began to yawn. "I'm sorry." she said, "We have just been working such long hours at the Bistro and as you could see, I was working on my day off. At least I don't have to go in till 10 tomorrow."

"Don't worry" said Anne pulling a cushion down to her lap. "Lay your head here and if you drift off, we can watch what you missed when you awake." 

Grace smiled in assent and without a sign of embarrassment, snuggled down on the cushion. Her soft brown hair brushed Anne's thighs as she stretched her legs along the sofa. 

The movie rolled on and soon Grace's steady breathing signified she was deep asleep. Anne looked down and brushed Grace's hair back from her face. She looked along her body, noting that her skirt had ridden high up on her hip exposing her arse cheeks. The fine lace of her G string framed the curves. The thin strap of her top had slipped from her shoulder allowing the top to fall free, exposing the dark brown aureole and puckered nub of her nipple.

Anne resumed watching the movie as it moved into an erotic sex scene. The actors were indulging in sensual, slow, lovemaking on the balcony of an apartment overlooking the lakes of Northern Italy. Anne felt a warm tingle, remembering a previous lover and the time they had made love in a similar fashion. Unconsciously, her hand reached down and began caressing Grace's exposed breast and nipple.

Anne quickly realized it was not her flesh she was caressing (for often she would caress herself while watching erotic scenes in movies) and feeling embarrassed, stopped and looked down. Grace was still sleeping, breathing easily, but the only difference was a relaxed smile on her face. 

'What the heck,' thought Anne as she resumed the stroking. 'Grace doesn't seem to be waking and it feels good to be caressing this firm breast, while watching the actors make love.'

As she continued stroking, she could feel the nipple become turgid and the bumps in the aureole becoming erect. Grace did not seem to be reacting so Anne reached under her own top with her left hand and began squeezing her right breast as she absorbed the lust shown on the screen.

Grace stirred without opening her eyes, reaching down between her legs, parting her thighs and cupping her barely covered pussy with her hand. Anne watched as Grace did not seem to be waking, but was reacting to the stimulation of her breast by becoming unconsciously aroused. Anne kept stroking, tracing circles around the aureole and across the nipple wondering what would happen next. She had never done this to a woman before and had never intended to do this to her friend Grace; it had just happened. Maybe the sight of her bottom and free swinging breasts earlier had stirred the lust in Anne.

After a few minutes, Grace began to stir. Still asleep and breathing evenly, she rolled on her back, her legs falling open. Her hand stayed cradling her satin and lace covered pussy. She moaned and her hand began to move gently, caressing her mound and tracing her labia's with her fingers. 

Anne watched her hand at work. She noticed that in rolling over, Grace's top had lifted up under her armpits exposing both breasts; the left nipple erect and the right soft and slumped.

Anne moved her left hand from where she had been fondling her breast and covered the newly exposed right breast of Grace. Slowly kneading and stroking, she brought the breast to the same state of excitement as the left.

Grace moaned; Anne stopped stroking; resting her hands on those lovely breasts. Grace shifted her G string aside and began running two fingers along her labia. Anne watched in awe as she had never seen another woman's body being aroused and she felt it a joy to watch. 

Beneath the soft down of her trimmed pubic hairs, Anne could see the soft tip of Grace's clitoris rise up from under the hood as Grace's fingers continued stroking her labia. Anne could feel the tremor course through Grace's body as Grace touched the tip of her clitorus. Anne felt Grace's head move as her eyes fluttered open.

"What a wonderful dream" said Grace as she lay there eyes opening fully as she moved from sleep to a drowsy awake. "I was listening to the movie and it seemed to go into my subconsious and I felt so sexy. Whatever is happening I dont want it to stop."

Anne looked down at her hands still resting on Grace's breasts and said, "The movie got to me too and as I went to feel myself my hands found your breasts instead. You didn't wake and seemed to be enjoying it, so I didn't stop."

"I must have loved it, thank you" said Grace, as she moved her hand over her swollen sex, languidly dipping her fingers into the now glistening slit. "I sometimes do this in my sleep and when I awake I finish myself off."

Anne could see herself on the horns of a dilemma. She could stop and let Grace go home and risk embarrassing her, or, she could relax as they were and let Grace fix her aroused state as she obviously knew how.

"Finish yourself Grace, I shouldn't have got you in this state and I feel you should not be interrupted" said Anne. 

"What would you like me to do? I have never been with a woman before."

"Exactly what you were doing, don't be embarrassed" said Grace. "Play with my tits while I whip the cream that is gathering in my pussy." 

Grace moved her hand down and slipped two fingers into her hole and spread the cream along the length of her pussy and over her clit. Reaching up she rubbed the remainder on her nipples. "There, it won't be so rough now", she said.

Anne leaned down and kissed Grace on the lips. "Thank you for allowing me to share your fun, Let me get my top off and remove your skirt and panties. We don't have to be uncomfortable and Dan is not due home till after seven." 

Without shifting off the couch, Anne unbuttoned her blouse and slipped her bra over her head; letting her ample globes fall free and rest on Grace's shoulder. Reaching across, she pulled Grace's light top over her head and slipped her skirt and by now, soaking thong, over her ankles; placing them on the back of the couch.

Grace sighed and settled herself on the couch, her head still resting on Anne's lap. Her head turned and nuzzled Anne's boobs and kissed them. "Thank you friend, let me show you what I do when I am hot and bothered and need to work hard to relax." 

With that, Grace placed her hand over her pussy and began to rub herself in a circular motion and at the same time, lifting her legs and pulling her ankles up so that her knees fell apart and exposed the maximum area of her pussy.

Anne started back, working Grace's breasts, smearing the pussy cream over the nipples and down the sides. Anne's breasts swung in time with the rhythm and in brushing Grace's breasts, also became coated in the pussy juice. Anne could feel her cunt getting warm and she wriggled to settle herself. 

Grace looked up and gave a knowing smile.

Meanwhile, Grace had formed a three fingered spear and was plunging it in and out of her pink vagina. Lifting her hips to meet the thrusts, the squelch she made as the fingers hit home was the only sound to be heard as both ladies carried on with their 'tasks.'

Anne picked up her left breast and rubbed it over Grace's boobs. She could feel her soft nipple harden as it rolled over Grace's taut nipples and crinkly brown aureoles. She could feel her boobs begin to dry off as the pussy juice was spread far and wide over both sets of breasts. 

"Can I have some more cream up here please" said Anne as she continued rolling her breasts across Graces tits.

"Get it yourself there is plenty there", said Grace with a wink.

Anne, rising to the bait, lifted her hand and between thrusts of Grace's fingers, placed her fingers inside the pussy of another woman for the first time. . 

It felt fine. It felt like it was a normal thing to do, as she dug deep and wriggled her fingers collecting the cream to bring back to their needy breasts. 

Grace reached down and grasped Anne's wrist and pushed her hand into her cunt hole. 

Anne felt the walls stretch and close around her hand as Grace held her there while she squeezed back with her vaginal walls. 

Anne felt a spurt and, as Grace relaxed, Anne was able to cup her hand and bring forth half a handful of silky cream.

She coated her breasts and lowered them back on to Grace's beckoning bosoms. Grace moaned and wriggled as Anne's slick breasts excited the nerve endings on the nipples. Grace commenced vigorously rubbing her clit with her two middle fingers; dipping them occasionally into her cunt as she felt the need for lubrication.

Anne, her hand still slippery with Grace's pussy cream, lifted a finger to her mouth and tasted. It was not unlike her own, a bit thicker perhaps and a little saltier. 

Grace looked up and nodded. Anne slipped her remaining fingers into Grace's mouth and allowed the lusty woman to suck her fingers clean. 

Grace reached up pulled Anne's head down and kissed her long and deep. Their mouths tasted the same as their tongues locked, they continued till they ran out of breath. 

Anne breathed deep and lay back against the back of the couch, her own pussy was a volcano with the walls pulsing and cream leaking along her thighs. Her clit was crying out for relief as she squirmed and rolled her hips almost dislodging Grace's head. 

Grace looked up and said, "Keep it hot Anne, I will fix it in a minute." Grace began to work towards her orgasm in earnest, alternating with dipping and twisting her fingers in her swollen cunt and rubbing her clit in a hard circular motion.

With her left hand, Grace grasped her left tit, thrust it towards Anne's face. "Suck it you hot slut!" She moaned as her hips began to buck with contractions of her approaching orgasm. 

Anne leaned down and took the offered nipple in her mouth. She clamped down and sucked hard drawing the nipple almost down her throat. Never having done this before, she relied on her instinct and knowledge of what was needed to please herself in the same situation. 

Grace grunted loud and hard; her hips thrust up till she was almost vertical and her fingers flicked her clit with blinding speed. Anne kept sucking on the nipple while squeezing the left breast with both hands. Grace squealed and her hips began to tremble as her hands shook free and she fell back towards the couch. A squirt of juice erupted from her pulsing cunt and flew down towards her knees.

Anne, amazed, reached down and caught the second and third squirts, intrigued that such a powerful orgasm could issue from this petite woman. She rubbed the juice over Grace's torso and watched it glisten in the afternoon light, easing back from Grace, watching her relax, as the trembling in her thighs stopped.

Anne leaned forward and smeared her breasts across Grace's chest and kissed her full on her lips. 

"Thank you, thank you", she said. "It was a privilege to watch you work if that's what you could call it. I have never had an orgasm that powerful."

Grace regained her breath and with a quiet smile said. "I have had to work at it and eventually perfected the moves that gave me maximum relief." " Five man free years since my divorce gave me time to work on myself and with the help of a few lady friends, allowed me to become a true Bi, comfortable with my ability to please either sex."

Grace sat up and moved in front of Anne. "Here lover, let me introduce you to the ways women have of knowing where to go and what to do, They have the same feelings and nerve endings that few men know how to excite and carry through to exquisite relief." 

Anne rested back against the couch and Grace gently unclipped and removed her slacks and panties. Her pliant breasts, already disrobed and glistening with Grace's pussy juices, hung down towards her waist. Grace knelt down between Anne's legs, raised her mouth to the soft nipples and began to lick and suck them.

Gently, gently she lapped the skin, cleaning away the remnants of the pussy cream, leaving the skin shiny and soft. Anne couldn't feel more aroused or relaxed and trusting as she was groomed by Grace's tongue.

Grace's lips moved to her nipple and a gentle sucking and tongue flicking enticed a start of feeling and growth as the nipples slowly expanded. They felt like they were glowing. 

Grace's hands, never still, roamed around Anne's torso gently coaxing and tickling; pulling feelings up to the skin as her fingers always trailed off towards Anne's groin never touching her pussy, but leading those feelings down towards that by now bubbling cauldron.

Grace moved up, kissed Anne and slowly trailed her tongue between her breasts, down her tummy and settled just above her bush. Grace lifted Anne's thighs placing them over her shoulders, as she leaned down and with the point of her tongue just touched Anne's clit. 

Electricity coursed through Anne's body seeming to shoot up her backbone and back to her clit following the lines of excitement that Grace had built with her tongue. Anne's nipples seemed to shoot sparks so intense was the current. Never had one touch on any part of her body brought forward such a reaction. She was immediately set on a higher plane of consciousness and seemed to float away from her body to become an observer in the air above.

Grace bent to her task with a will and began to lap along Anne's thighs nibbling with her teeth; bringing feelings and tingles to the surface. She licked and kissed her way back to Anne's pussy. Using her thumbs she parted the labia and slowly licked it from the pudenda, over her vagina and urethra to finish just below her clit. Grace finished the move with a strong upward lap of her flattened tongue. 

Anne felt her clit twang and again the jolt of pleasure flowed around her body in a circle to re-concentrate in her clit. From her place above, Anne watched her body convulse so strongly it nearly threw Grace to the floor.

Grace now moved in with a will, concentrating her work on the valley of Anne's now glowing pussy. Fingers and tongue went to work. Her cunt was violated first by two, then three fingers thrusting in and then twisting reaching up for her G spot. When she felt the roughened area deep on the front of Anne's cunt, Grace hooked her fingers and pressed up towards Anne's clit. 

Anne's legs clamped around Grace's head and she let forth a moan of pleasure. Grace used her free hand to roll her thumb over Anne's clit, eliciting shock after shock and sending them coursing through her body and legs. The double shocks from the G spot and her clit sent Anne over the top and she rolled into her usual full body orgasm, shaking and pulsing for a full five minutes.

Grace stood back in awe then moved in to cuddle Anne as she rocked and rolled on the couch. "Amazing" Grace panted, exhausted from the convulsion that threw her to the floor as Anne had exploded into her orgasm. "Now we have something we can teach each other."

The two women rose from the couch and embraced naked bodies twining in the middle of the lounge room. They vowed eternal friendship. 

Each knew that they had much to learn from the other to their mutual, sensual and erotic benefit. 

Chuckling they moved to gather their clothes and the blanket from the couch and went to shower. Later, champagne in hand, they walked to the Spa to relax and plan their sensual future.

To be continued



Anne's Story Ch. 04



Training Sessions 

Anne, Dan and Grace share

Seven pm and Dan drove into the carport and was forced to park his car behind Anne's Audi. The space beside her car was taken up by what he thought was Grace's small van.

Hefting his briefcase, he walked into the house to find the living room empty but, noticing the outside lights, he suspected both women were in the spa. He walked quietly along the patio towards the back of the house where the spa was tucked away in a quiet corner of the backyard.

The vision that confronted him stopped him in his tracks. In the subdued glow of the side lights he saw his partner Ann sitting in the Spa, neck and head resting on the side and Grace's curvy body arched back as she straddled Anne's head, pushing her pussy into Ann's face. 

From the back view he had of the girl on girl action, Dan could see, between Grace's legs, the movement of Anne's jaw as she sucked and probed Grace's pussy.

Ever the voyeur, Dan stood transfixed as he viewed Grace in the nude for the first time. 

Grace's well slung tits were swinging and her cute arse was shaking as Anne's mouth worked its magic in her sex organ. Dan could hear Grace moaning and passing orders to Ann. 

"Faster." 

"Now circle it." 

"Flick, side to side." 

"Suck that clit."

Anne's actions excited him as, he had never suspected she was sexually interested in women. It would add a new dimension to their ever expanding sex life. 

Grace, Dan knew from their friendship with John her boss and the frequent meals they shared at the Bistro. Dan suspected John was fucking Grace but nothing had been said during John's visits when he or both of them pleasured Anne. 

Dan disrobed quietly and strode towards the spa. The noise of the air pump masked his approach and, he was not noticed till he sat in beside Anne.

Both women stopped and looked at him. Not knowing what else to do they both smiled.

Not giving them time to offer an explanation, Dan embraced them and said. "Hi girls, what a wonderful way to find you both relaxing. I'm glad you are enjoying the liberation of fresh air and good sex.: Tell me how this came to be?"

The girls explained that they had had their first encounter that afternoon almost by accident. They had then come out to the spa to relax and drink champagne. 

"The talk then got around to my training," said Anne. "As I had never eaten pussy before." Grace, was instructing me on the techniques and timing in the fine art of cunnilingus". 

"I could see that you are a keen student," said Dan. "Where is the champagne? I could do with a glass."

Anne grasped Dan's hand and led it under the water, between her thighs, to where the bottle was embedded, neck first, in Anne's sweet pussy. 

"Grace was showing me some exercises to tighten my muscles and the only long thin object we had was the empty bottle. Sorry lover we will have to open another when we get inside."

Grace was standing in the water, the hand cradling her pussy, gently kneading her labia's, she seemed eager to continue with Anne's lessons. 

"There was one more thing I wanted to teach Anne before we finish. Do you mind holding my shoulders Dan, while we do the last lesson?"

Dan complied, sitting back in the corner seat of the gently swirling spa. Grace rested her head against Dan's chest his arms under her shoulders and his hands cradling her tight arse globes. 

"Now Anne, get in between my legs. 

That's right, spread them. 

Let my thighs rest on your shoulders. 

Lean forward, point your tongue. 

Dip your head towards my cunt hole. 

Push the tongue in as far as it will go." 

At the first thrust of Anne's tongue Grace sighed and leaned further back into Dan's chest letting the water and Dan's hands float her body, as Anne, the willing student, became a human woodpecker, drilling away at her friend's love hole.

Dan helped by pushing up and kneading Grace's arse cheeks, also providing the resistance that allowed Anne to drill deep. 

Anne's soft tits were floating below Grace's arse and Dan was able to gently stroke them as they floated by.

Five minutes later, with Dan's now hardened cock pushing into Grace's back, and Anne visibly tiring, they called a halt and decided to move inside. 

Anne wanted to get dinner started so she suggested Grace and Dan shower then prepare the drinks to go with the tapas that she would plate up. 

The threesome headed inside, Grace leading Dan; pulling him along by his hardened cock they headed to the shower. 

Warm water spraying gently, Dan began to soap Grace. Fingers spread and with a soft touch he ran his hands up and down her flanks reaching round to at the shoulders to roam to the front of her body and soap the firm breasts. Then, with a circular motion he soaped her back and buttocks. 

Grace spread her legs allowing Dan's hand to cleanse the crack of her arse. 

A soapy finger began to probe her hole. Grace leaned forward to facilitate its entry. 

Keeping the position and allowing Dan to insert a second finger, she humped back and began to rotate her arse. 

"Anne come in here please." Grace called. 

Anne duly arrived and opened the shower door to witness her partner with his fingers buried in her friends arse. 

"Will you let Dan fuck me in the arse please? It seems to be a shame to waste a good hard cock like that." 

Anne leaned into the shower and, grasping Dan's balls, hefting them and feeling their fullness, said. "Fine by me Grace but don't let him cum. I want him to finish in my arse. Here let me help you both."

Grasping the soap Anne leaned in and soaped Dan's cock, paying particular attention to the throbbing glans. Keeping it in hand she then applied a coating of soap to Grace's arsehole, pushing some inside with her fingers. She now pulled Dan's cock forward and helped him slide it into Grace's pulsing brown ring. 

Anne stood back, rinsed her fingers under the sprinkling water, spread her legs placing two fingers in her pussy and watched. 

She was frigging herself with slow steady strokes as she watched her lover's cock slowly slide into Grace's arse. 

It really was a day of firsts for Anne. She turned to finish readying dinner, her thighs slick with juice running from her pussy. 

Grace whispered to Dan, "Don't cum in me. We owe that to Anne, she has been so trusting with us and I don't want to spoil it for her." 

Dan nodded and gritted his teeth. His balls were boiling and he could feel cum filling his tubes. "I won't move. For if I do I will blow. You do the moving but do it slowly."

Grace began to slowly rotate her bottom, at the same time reaching down and working on her clit; sliding the finger from the top of the hood to the mouth of her vagina and back again. She slowly eased her bottom forward, feeling an inch of Dan's cock slide out and then pushing back gently. He felt it slide in again and seat against the raised nerve ends that surrounded her now stretched arsehole. Dan didn't complain ,so she increased the tempo sliding the cock in and out a little further and faster. 

The rhythm was established and both bodies, lulled by the flow of the shower relaxed' into a Tantric state where their beings were fused into a state of ecstasy; not moving towards orgasm, just existing in bliss. They remained like this for at least ten minutes. 

Anne returned to the bathroom and stood watching the slow sinuous motions of the two under the shower. She realised they were in a trance. Slowly she entered into their aura by gently stroking their backs. Their heads came up and Dan moved back allowing his turgid member to pop from Grace's soapy arse.

Grace sighed, moved to the back of the shower stall. 

Anne deftly slid into the space Grace had occupied, picked up the soap and handed it to her. 

Grace moved forward and taking Dan's cock carefully soaped it. Leaning down, she parted Anne's peach shaped, bottom cheeks and with two slick fingers lubricated her brown hole. Spending a little time easing and loosening the ring, then as Anne had done for her, Grace guided Dan's cock between Anne's cheeks and into her waiting arse.

Dan slid in gently, as he knew that Anne had not had the foreplay that he had given Grace. His cock however slid in and bottomed out against her soft arse cheeks without much resistance. 

Anne turned with a sly grin and said. "I had to fill my waiting time productively so I lubed up and fed in our small arse plug from the toy box. I held it in, by clamping my ass cheeks just as Grace had taught me with the bottle, as I readied dinner. Slips in nicely now, doesn't it." 

By way of reply, Dan smiled at Anne and pulled his cock back till the head was flush with the encircling anus ring and then drove it in hard. Anne grunted and pushed back as his balls slapped her thighs.

Braced with her hands on the shower pipe, Anne bent further forward and said. "Take me hard lover. I have never seen your cock in another woman before. It was so sexy. My arse is hot and my pussy is boiling. FUCK ME!!"

Dan, his cock rock hard, went to it with a will. Holding Anne by the hips he pistoned her, driving his cock home, then pulling it out all the way. Driving it back in again before the hole closed. He set a raging rhythm.

Grace, listening to the conversation, moved in to help as she crawled between Anne's legs sitting with her back to wall of the shower. She reached up and inserted two fingers into Anne's boiling pussy. 

It was wet, it was pulsing, and through the back wall of Anne's vagina, she could feel Dan's cock sliding up and down that brown tube.

Driving in and out of Anne's cunt, Grace established with her two fingers the same rhythm as Dan's hard driving member. She then lifted her other hand and began to flick Anne's clit.

Anne couldn't move. She was locked against the shower pipe with Dan's weight behind her; she just had to take her pleasure without being able to react or enhance it further by her own movements.

The two dominant lovers kept the attack on Anne's arse and cunt for as long as they felt she could stand. 

Shifting into automatic, Anne's body began to quiver as a rolling orgasm enveloped her. She couldn't move and it rolled on through leaving her weak and trembling. Still unable to move, she just had to endure the continuing pleasure. 

Still fucking, fingering and flicking, Dan and Grace kept up the attack on Anne's holes. She felt her body recover and another orgasm built within, from her feet to the top of her head. 

Anne's second orgasm caught Dan ,as the clenching of Anne's arsehole began to milk his cock dry. He cried out, as he felt he cum boiling along his tubes. Well past the point of no return he gave a last massive shove and emptied deep into Anne's quivering bowel.

Dan pulled back; his softening cock flopped out followed by a stream of cum from Anne's now quivering arsehole. He held on to the still flowing shower head, to keep his now loose jointed body upright.

Anne slumped forward resting against the wall of the shower, physically spent from her first ever multiple orgasm. Looking down she saw Grace on the floor, her hand now flicking her own clit. 

Grace turned towards Dan's dangling cock and engulfed it with her mouth. Slowly and with relish Grace gently licked it clean of cum then sucked it; to fully empty Dan's balls. 

Letting the now flaccid cock fall from her mouth Grace fell into the trance of her building orgasm. Sitting, legs apart, Grace was flicking her clit and grunting as a self induced orgasm built towards its peak. 

Anne moved behind Grace. Sitting behind her she embraced the woman who was clearly on her way to ecstasy. Holding her boobs and fondling them roughly. Then, at the moment of no return when nothing would stop the explosion in Grace's cunt, Ann pinched Grace's nipples HARD. 

The effect was startling, Grace's legs flew out and she screamed, "FUCKKKKK!" Her arse was slapping on the floor as she arched back into Anne. 

Dan, letting go of the shower head sunk to the floor beside them. He embraced both girls as the warm shower continued to sprinkle them. Silently they hugged each other enjoying the closeness of the joint post orgasmic bliss.

Rising, they completed their shower. Two wiping down as the third person stood, arms up and was rinsed clean of body juices and soap. 

When all were dried and warm, Dan finally opened the promised bottle of Moet. A toast was proposed to enduring friendship and also to future training sessions.

Plans were made to include John at some time when the girls felt they were well enough trained in the art of mutual pleasure to give him a real surprise. Dan, of course, would be included in training sessions if he was home. 

'I will make very sure of that,' thought Dan.

To be continued.



Anne's Story Ch. 05



Days Away 1 

Dan was on a business trip to Melbourne. Anne accompanied him to shop and socialize with the business partners. 

Some months ago, Anne and John (the part owner of the local Bistro) had become lovers, later to be joined by her partner Dan. Grace who worked with John had become his lover. She had also introduced Anne to the wonders of girl on girl loving. They had all become firm friends and playmates.

Holiday time was due to Dan. The two couples from Rangers Head decided to meet up and spend a few days on the Mornington Peninsula. 

The area south east of Melbourne was a playground for tourists with Golf, Surf, Wineries and fine food. John had used his hospitality industry contacts to get the loan of a lodge on Cape Schanck, with views over the beach and the wild seas of the Bass Strait.

Dan and Anne met John and Grace off the plane. The four headed south in the Limo that Dan had rented. John was in the front and the two girls were in the backseat discussing Anne's recent shopping spree. The highway they were following took them through St Kilda with the flashing lights of the sex shops on the hoardings beside the road, beckoning customers. 

Grace whispered something to Anne who then leaned towards the front of the car. 

"Stop the car lover! Pull up over there," she called out. "Grace and I have shopping to do. We won't be a minute, so don't you boys go sneaking off into any massage parlors." 

Anne and Grace alighted from the car heading towards the brightly lit adult shop, laughing and giggling as they went.

They emerged fifteen minutes later with two large bundles putting them in the trunk. Intrigued the two men watched as they then headed to the back seat. Grace however, opened the passenger door and motioned for John to get into the rear seat. 

"Hop in here, John" said Grace. "Anne and I will warm you up for half an hour as we drive to the supermarket. After that it will be Dan's turn." 

John with a wide smile winked at Dan and quickly moved to the middle back seat with a lady on either side. No sooner had they pulled back on to the highway when Anne leaned over and began to kiss John and nibble at his neck. 

John stirred, shifting his position as the strength and sensual intent of the kisses began an erection that was tenting his trousers. He felt Grace's hands begin to loosen his belt and unzip his trousers. 

"There, there," she said. "We can't have you all bent up and uncomfortable ." 

She began stroking and handling his unfolding cock, freeing it from the constraints of his under shorts. Grace reached into her handbag bringing out some lube, applying it to the tip of John's rapidly engorging cock.

Anne now kneeling on the car seat continued kissing and caressing John, whilst slowly unbuttoning his shirt and fondling the light down of chest hairs. 

As she pressed up against John's arm he felt her soft breast, unconstrained by a bra, mould itself around his upper arm. 

"What did you girls do in the shop?" he asked, as he placed his left hand under Anne's free floating blouse cupping her dangling right breast.

"Nothing much," answered Grace. "Whilst we were in the shop we decided to take off our underclothes, as we would not be needing them for the rest of the week. At the same time we decided to enliven our journey by having a little man feast in the back seat."

John sighed as he settled back in the seat to become the meat in the sex sandwich. 

Dan, weaving through the rush hour traffic said, "This should give some commuters an exciting trip home."

Grace began to stroke John. Her lube covered hand racing back and forth between his balls and the engorged rim at the base of his cockhead. Her hand would then slowly roll up and over the sensitive glans, then back down the length of his now rock hard member. After a minute of this intense treatment, Grace slowed and turned her attention to his balls which she kneaded and stroked as she measured their fullness. 

"My, my, Anne feel this!" said Grace. 

Anne reached down with her free hand and felt John's balls. They were full, large and heavy.

She turned to Grace and said. "What a load, we will have to ease that or else he will blow within five minutes, after start playing when we get to the lodge. He then will be useless to us for the rest of the evening." 

Dan listening to this from the front and at the same time watching snatches of the action in the rear view mirror, released one hand from the wheel and grasped, through his trousers, his own full balls and engorging cock. He gave a wry smile hoping he would likewise, soon be treated to the same backseat workover. 

The girls turned their attention to John. Changing positions, Grace lifted her blouse and exposed her hard nipples thrusting one into John's face for him to suck and lick. Anne bent down to John's well worked glistening cock and with her soft full lips enfolded the cock head, gently licking and sucking the swollen gland. John's back arched with the transfer of pleasure along his spine and his head slammed back into the headrest.

Grace moved, presenting first the left then the right boob to John's mouth. 

They were stopped at traffic lights. The driver to the left, staring long and hard with a "Wish I was there look'' on his face caught Grace's eye. He gave her a thumbs up. The lights changed and they sped away. 

"His wife will be in for a surprise when he gets home" said Grace. "She probably will wonder why he came in and bent her over the kitchen bench, unloading into her before he kissed her hello."

John with two hands free, reached under the skirt of the woman sucking gently on his cock. He stroked her knicker free ass globes and the hand followed around the back of her thighs. He traced the outline of Anne's labia with his probing fingers. 

The other hand he drove up from the seat between Grace's thighs, as she knelt on the seat beside him, slipping two fingers straight into her wet hole. She grunted and bore down on the probing digits, rotating her hips to settle them in.

John, with his left hand, continued his stroking of Anne's labia. He moved a little deeper pushing it open, his fingers stroking the soft pink flesh of the outer vulva. Anne sighed and wiggled her up thrust arse with suppressed pleasure. John, wanting to see more took his finger out, flicked Anne's skirt up and over her back, exposing her soft curved arse to his loving gaze. He reinserted his fingers into Anne's quim and resumed his stroking.

"Five minutes to the market." Dan warned.

The girls looked at each other, smiled and swapped positions again. Anne put her softened lube covered lips to John's nipple sucking and teasing it to full erection, while stroking and pinching the other, until it also was aroused. 

Grace seized John's cock in her mouth and with sucking lips and bobbing head began to seek his load.

John's hands roamed over the parts of the girl's bodies that were exposed. His fingers now pushed up into Anne's warm wet vagina resting there, while she humped up and down, her hips grinding the fingers over her pleasure points.

Grace was having her breasts fondled and nipples squeezed as John reacted to the pleasure attack by moving his hips and trying to thrust up into Grace's vacuum cleaner mouth.

It soon became too much, the cum in his well filled balls began its inevitable journey up his seminal tubes. John threw his head back and his hands fell away from the girls' bodies as pleasure overtook his being. With a loud grunt he fired his load into the back of Grace's throat.

Anne seeing this dropped her hand down, grasping the base of John's cock milking the flowing stream into Grace's eager mouth. Both girls worked together to clean and dress John. He was serene and decent as they pulled into the parking lot of the market. 

Anne and Grace went to do food shopping while Dan and John took themselves to the liquor store for champagne, whisky and beer. Twenty minutes later they were back at the car and the goods were loaded. 

John took the wheel to drive them to the lodge. Dan was pushed into the backseat by the laughing ladies. Time was short and they set to work with a will, before they were even out of the parking lot.

Anne starting from the top, removing Dan's shirt while whispering and nibbling in his ear. "You are going to be fucked by me with the able assistance of Grace, so hang on to your hat and be ready to be ridden."

Grace leaned forward, reached round and operated the button that moved the empty front passenger seat fully forward. She then moved into the empty space, positioning herself on the floor between Dan's now clothes free legs. 

Leaning forward she took Dan's half erect penis into her mouth and sucked it to full erection. 

Anne lifted her skirt and bunched it in front of her. She straddled Dan facing him, kneeling on the seat of the car. Grace from her vantage point in the floor well, grasped Dan's cock placing the pink tip just inside the mouth of Anne's pulsing vagina. 

Grace tapped Anne twice on the bottom. At this signal Anne slumped down impaling herself on Dan's throbbing cock.

Dan reacted with a moan of pleasure as he felt his cock engulfed by Anne's warm wet pussy. Dan looked up into the rearview mirror to see John looking back at him. 

John smiled.

Anne began to rock forward and back rubbing Dan's cock head along the pulsing walls of her vagina. Grace amused herself by fondling Dan's straining balls with one hand and with the other, rubbing the puckered brown ring of Anne's arsehole as it bobbed in front of her face. 

Grace stopped rubbing and placed an index finger alongside Dan's cock allowing both to be swallowed by Anne's pussy. Two strokes and it was wet enough. She withdrew, placing the finger on Anne's brown ring. As Anne plunged down onto John's cock, the finger forced its way through the tight sphincter into Anne's pink rectum. Anne yelled with the shock and then settled down with the exquisite feeling in her arse transferring to her vaginal walls, where they set about milking Dan's cock with extra vigor.

Grace, from her vantage point was the conductor grasping Dan's balls. Feeling him pass the point of no return, Grace tapped Anne on the bottom. Anne immediately lifted up freeing Dan's cock, this allowed her generous boobs to cover Dan's face.

Smoothly transitioned from pussy to mouth, Grace sucked hard squeezing Dan's balls, feeling them lift into his body as they pumped into her mouth. She sucked and swallowed till nothing more flowed. Lifting her head she was able to lick Anne's dangling labia clean of her leaking juices. 

John turned into the driveway of the lodge. The three in the back remained slumped on top of each other as they regained their breath and came down from their respective highs. 

Grace gave a throaty laugh and said. "I'm not hungry now after two thick shakes on the way down here." 

Anne smilingly replied "As planned, Grace, we worked well making sure the boys were quickly worked over and empty when we arrived. We did not want you guys to come fast and fall asleep on our first night. We can all look forward now to an extended session with you guys able to keep us high, till we all come long and deep."

The car stopped and as they gathered to empty the trunk of clothes and supplies. Grace embraced them all and said, "Anne and I want this week to be full of laughter and lust, as we eat well, drink the lovely local wines and make love with gay abandon, when and where the mood takes us. Alone, in couples or in groups as we have a time away from the pressures of work so we can explore our feelings for each other, and by sharing all, grow closer together."

The two couples entered the lodge, burdened down with their luggage and provisions. Placing everything in the gleaming modern kitchen, they moved to explore the remainder of their borrowed love nest. 

They gaped in awe at the open plan lower floor with a modern kitchen and solid wood dining table. The sunken lounge faced the glass wall with views over the treetops to the ocean. A large fireplace was set into the side wall and a home theatre system with a wide screen TV dominated the other.

Upstairs they were pleased to discover that the top floor was again an open plan sleeping area with two king size beds facing each other in the middle section. The back end was a double shower with toilet and wash basins behind a sliding clear glass screen. 

The upper front section was floor to ceiling, glass sliding doors, opening to a wide verandah containing a spa, barbeque grill and outdoor furniture. The view from this height took in the beach and Cape Schanck with the light house on top of the bare hilltop. There was not another house in sight and the beach bordered by high dunes was deserted. 

A path to the beach wound off through the stunted trees and sand dunes.

The couples looked at each other not believing their luck in being allowed the use of such a perfect haven. Wordlessly, the two men began undressing their partners and then themselves. They bundled the clothes into the closet. 

Dan turned and said. "We won't be needing those until we leave on Friday, unless we have to go out to shop or play Golf." 

The two men offered to prepare a light dinner and the ladies repaired to the spa, where they fondled each other and discussed the planned evening activities.

An antipasto was presented with crusty bread and a fine local sparkling Pinot Noir. Everyone gathered around on the veranda and sat enjoying the sunset with the first flashes of the lighthouse spreading its beam across the wave tops. 

Anne and Grace moved to the edge of the veranda where they leant against the rail and sipped their drinks. Dan stood behind Grace and John stood behind Anne both of them snuggled their groins into the rounded bottoms presented by the leaning ladies. All four admired the view as the sky darkened and the stars appeared. The lights of a cargo ship sparkled in the ocean as it headed east for the Tasman Sea.

Hormones began to have their effect as the sway of the women's bottoms rubbing against the men's groins worked wonders, their recovering penises beginning to swell and push against the ladies pudenda.

Grace leaned forward, bending her shapely legs and allowed Dan's cock to bed home in her sweet pussy. 

Anne allowed John's erect member to slip home, gave him a squeeze with her vagina and said "My lips remember that from an hour ago. Welcome back." 

All four continued to look at the view, not moving, comfortable and relaxed. 

Anne ground her arse in a circular motion, feeling John's cock fill her to almost capacity. "Let's play a game," she said. " Dan and John take three strokes each before moving to the next partner, no touching with hands. The first one to cum has to stand away, and allow the others to continue until we have all orgasmed."

Not a word was spoken as the two men placed their glasses on the railing and slowly drew back and began stroking in and out of their lover's now clasping pussies. 

Both men completed their first three thrusts and moved to the next partner. 

Anne held her arse cheeks apart and allowed Dan to slip home gently. 

Grace bent and spread her legs allowing John to slip up and into her. The collision of their bodies caused a loud squelch as John's cock forced cream from Grace's now flowing love tunnel. 

Three more strokes and change pussies. 

Grace and Anne were anticipating the feel of the different shaped and length penises. 

Dan's shorter thicker member stretched their pussies and allowed them a feeling of being comfortably filled. 

John's cock penetrated deeply knocking against their cervix and, was thin enough to allow them to squeeze in on it with the muscular walls of their Vagina's. 

The men in their turn enjoyed similar feelings to the ladies as their cock's in turn filled different cunts. 

John loved the way he could bury himself in Anne's pussy feeling the softness and warmth of her arse cheeks, as her pussy softly enveloped him, her pubic hairs gently tickling his balls. 

Dan in his turn, enjoyed the way Grace would move her thighs back and forth causing his cock to rotate in her tight wet cunt. 

He longed to return to Anne however, where buried to the hilt, his balls swinging against her thighs and the glint of the moonlight on her raven hair. He felt completely at home. 

The circulation of the men behind the curved arses of the ladies continued for twenty minutes, with sips of bubbly being taken as they passed by their glasses. 

Grace was the first to feel the approach of her orgasm. She gritted her teeth and tensed but, this only caused the muscles of her pussy to squeeze harder on the alternate cocks as they presented themselves and sped her journey to ecstasy.

Grace bent lower rotating her arse allowing her labia to rub over her swollen clit as the men feeling the intensity of the pussy contractions increase, pushed their cocks in hard and deep. 

Grace arched her back and pushed back into John's waiting cock. Three quick hard strokes and he was away to be replaced by Dan's. 

On the second stroke of Dan's cock, Grace felt her orgasm crashing in. She squealed with frustration as she felt Dan finish his third stroke and pull out of her now twitching clasping pussy. 

John stepped into the breach and having to grasp Grace's hips to steady his aim plunged deep into Grace and held his cock still.

Grace went ballistic, arching her body her head went down to the veranda rail. Her boobs swung from side to side, her hips beat a tattoo against John's groin. 

John stayed as still as possible and said. "Only one stroke so far, I will let her finish on me so she won't have any more interruptions." 

With that he anchored himself not moving or thrusting as Grace exploded, juice squirting from her pussy and running down John's legs, as she climaxed long and hard.

Dan stayed anchored inside Anne's clasping pussy as the lovers watched Grace explode on the end of John's rod. 

Grace quietened and with long slow strokes, John finished his second and third thrust in the now relaxed, leaking, post orgasmic pussy. 

Grace slowly ungloved her pussy from around John's now twitching cock. 

"I don't mind being the first to cum tonight as, I figure, there will be plenty of opportunities to catch up in the days ahead." 

Taking her glass she moved unsteadily to the outdoor lounge and sat down turning her gaze to Anne and the two men.

Dan finished his second and third pump in Anne and allowed John to take over. 

Dan needed the rest. For, in watching Grace orgasm, and feeling Anne's reaction to it through the walls of her clasping pussy, he had nearly spent his load then and there.

John after just surviving Grace's climax was the nearest of the trio to orgasm. 

Anne realising this began to do subtle things with her hips and the walls of her pussy to make John the next to forfeit. 

When it was Dan's turn she offered no resistance. No encouragement was given and Dan was able to relax and lose the urgency to shoot his cum.

After three more turns at Anne's ravenous quim, John could stand no more and with a groan of defeat tinged with raw elation he shot deep into Anne's clutching sex. Dan standing close, nearly shot his wad into the air as he watched their friend spend himself into the vagina of his lover.

Dan moved in behind his lover and maintaining the rhythm of the three strokes then rest, began to bring Anne to her peak. 

Anne bringing her legs together pushed back from the rail and at the same time lowered her head almost to knee height while clasping the top of the rail with her outstretched hands. She was able to bend so as maximise the presentation of her clit to Dan's cock and balls.

The position adopted by Anne allowed Dan's cock head to run along the back wall of her vagina. This spelt the end for Dan as his cock began to spasm and his balls pump their load, spray painting the inside of Anne's cunt with cum. 




Anne's Story Ch. 05



Anne's over worked hole filled and a mixture of John and Dan's sperm trickled down her legs to pool at her feet.

Anne feeling the explosion build inside her could wait no longer. Involuntarily, her back arched and her legs gave way as she rolled her body into orgasm, impaled on Dan's still spasaming cock. He braced his legs to keep them both standing as the force of their simultaneous orgasms was slowly spent. 

Turning, Anne fell into Dan's embrace.

John and Grace cuddling on the couch gave a roar of appreciation at having the privilege to witness such a loving scene.

The couples dragged themselves to bed knowing that on the morrow more sensuality awaited.

The week will continue...