Annie Says Maybe Ch 7 Pussy Therapy
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Wednesday Morning: Four Days After the Anniversary.
Annie worked the bullet against her clit, starting to push uncomfortably hard into her folds to get a little more buzz from it. It didn't help that her left hand wasn't quite as dexterous as her right, or that she been frigging her ever needier pussy every day since a hard go on Saturday with Sam.
She'd even stunned herself on Sunday when she slipped two fingers deep inside herself while getting off in the shower after everyone was in bed. She'd snickered out loud when she looked too long at a particularly narrow bottle of conditioner before going back to touching herself like she was a teenager again.
"Geez An, get a grip," she chided herself as a new 'brain-bubble' popped, and gave her a better idea.
So it came to be that by Wednesday, with everyone out of the house, and a modified-schedule workday, she was browsing for new sex toys online at 10 a.m. while she brought herself close to getting off over and over again. It wasn't like it was the first time she'd looked at this kind of thing, or bought a toy.
Everyone had them, whether husbands knew it or not, and Sam was supportive if not encouraging. He had even bought her 'first' one along with a terrible porno about Egyptian sex gods or some such. He didn't know it wasn't her first, but he had pretty good, and very 'safe' taste.
Shopping online made it easier and better of course, though even before her recent renaissance she'd been vaguely excited by the exoticism and taboo of those weird places where she'd been to buy gags for bachelorette parties and sorority hijinks. Her head always felt a little light in those shops, like warning and curiosity lights were flashing her into a daze.
She also had the powerful, confounding memories of one of her college roommates using a dildo. That "toy" was pretty primitive by today's standards, and probably not as big as it seemed then. Ashley Amber was pretty careful and quiet about using it, but after sharing a room and a lot of secrets for a few years it became an object of considerable concern before she graduated and moved in with Sam.
Annie had the bad luck of having an eight a.m. dance class every Wednesday the fall of her senior term. She loved dance though, and it was the only available slot that didn't conflict with requisite courses for her major. Ashley, on the other hand, had nothing whatsoever and stayed out late with the girls a couple times a month.
Ashley was a sweetheart and whether mildly buzzed, three sheets to the wind, or baked into a stupor, she endeavored to be as quiet as a mouse. It was made somewhat easier by virtue of Ash being a tiny girl. She was only a little over five feet, a super cute brunette, and a runner. She was healthy, but Annie and the gang called her 'Triple A' (Amazing Ashley Amber) because of her high-energy personality in a small package.
As such, in the third or fourth week of the semester, Annie had been sound asleep for a few hours when she was stirred by Ashley's return. Try as she might not to make a sound, the girl was clearly a little too inebriated to fulfill her good intentions.
Triple A dropped her keys. She fell over when she was taking her jeans off. She let the door slam when she went to wash up and gasped "Sorry!" as she ran back and opened and closed the door for no reason again.
Annie had to laugh as she rolled over and pulled the covers up. At her worst, Triple A was a goof. She was such a sweetheart that it was hard to get annoyed with her.
When Ashley returned, Annie was still trying to fall back to sleep. Annie could hear her rummaging around in her drawers for something and then the soft creak of Ashley climbing in the low-loft bed across the room.
Between their beds were their two desks, but with the advent of laptops, there wasn't much obstructing their line of sight with each other. In fact, with different schedules and interests, the most time the roommates spent together was talking to each other from their respective beds late at night or while taking in some TV.
Here and there Ash would scramble down and sit on Annie's bed, or even climb in with her if they were talking about something intensely, or watching a movie. Annie didn't mind, or think much of it. Triple A was warm with everybody; a hugger and a talker by nature, and it complimented Annie's more reserved nature well.
Once or twice they'd even fallen asleep together and she'd find Ash curled up next to her. Triple A dated a lot (and had an on again/off again, long distance romance with a boy back home), had a lot of friends, and was pretty busy, but she was often homesick for California. Sometimes Annie thought Ashley just felt a little lonesome, and that as her roommate, it was Annie's duty to provide a touch of TLC.
Just as Annie was starting to doze, she heard Ashley's loft start to creak again, quietly, but erratically. She was starting to get a little miffed, but knew her mate was just buzzed and probably trying to settle herself. Then the creaking became a little more steady, and the rustling of sheets a little louder. Then there was the mild squeak of the metal frame. Then a few strange sounds from Ash.
Annie rolled back over and looked through the soft darkness. She could faintly see Ashley's slight form in the oversized t-shirt she often wore to bed. Her back was to Annie, but it looked like she was wrapped around her blankets rather than under them. The pint-sized woman looked like she was rocking back and forth.
For a moment, Annie thought her friend was crying and sat up, ready to check in. Then she heard Ash inhale deeply, and exhale unevenly. Her roommate also seemed to writhe now more than rock, and Annie could more clearly see that Ash's night shirt was bunched up around her waist.
"Oh, gosh!" Annie thought to herself. If the lights had been on she would be seen as beet red. Her roommate was getting off, but she knew the only one more embarrassed than her would be Ash if she knew she'd seen her.
Annie dropped back down to her pillow. Ashley must've heard, because she stopped moving for a moment, then turned to lie flat on her back, before peeking over at Annie.
Their eyes met.
Though it was dark, Annie could see Ash's big brown eyes quite clearly. They were bright but glassy, dreamy, but intentioned. Annie thought she saw Ash bite her lip. She was locked into her roommate's gaze when Ashley spread her legs open and began undulating slowly but strongly, her hands busy down between them.
It wasn't a big room, so it wasn’t clear whether Annie was hot because Ash was actually increasing the temperature, or her own body reacted to the stimulation of the situation. It was clear that she could smell her roommate’s arousal and hear a more distinct, perverse sound - the muffled sound of something rhythmically tapping against flesh wasn't made by Triple A's hands. Annie didn't know whether to laugh, cry, or bolt. She knew what it had to be, but it was unbelievable. She couldn't move, even to hide from Ashley's surreal stare of lust.
And was it lust? Was she looking at her because she wanted something? Was Ash a lesbian? Just a crazy drunk?
As Annie resolved to pretend her friend wasn't putting on some kind of erotic exhibition for her, Ashley's face changed. Her brows furrowed and her lips parted. It looked to Annie like she was... pleading?
Annie never forgot that look, at least what she thought she saw. Ashley 's eyes darted down to look between her own legs and back. It was as if she was pleading to Annie, "Do you see what's happening here? Help me!"
Squirming in earnest now, Annie opened her mouth to say something, anything, but nothing came to her. Mercifully, Ash finally closed her eyes. It was like someone covered a nightlight to Annie; she could only vaguely make out her roommate's shuddering body gripped by a hard orgasm. Triple A mewed something and rolled back over. The trance broken, Annie lay very still.
Was she furious? Was she flattered? What the fuck just happened?!?
She squeezed her legs together a few times. She tossed, turned, and tucked a small pillow between her legs. A fitful night of sleep passed.
At 6:00 a.m. Annie silently slipped out to the showers. She felt like she could breathe for the first time and was grateful to have class to take her mind off Ashley's pervy antics.
It was bright enough in their room when she re-entered later that morning that she could inspect the scene. Ashley was still asleep, snoring actually. Annie couldn't resist peeking over the loft at her, lying face down, naked, pert butt hanging out of her shirt. From the look of her, you'd just figure she had a typical Triple A Tuesday night... except for the dayglow green dildo on the sheet next to her.
It looked absurd, obscene. A fluorescent, seven inch, jelly cock, complete with half-balls. And awfully thick for a petite woman! How could she enjoy something like that? How did it even fit?
Annie wasn't a prude (was she?) and she certainly didn't object to sex toys or anyone's sexual orientation for that matter. But the whole thing was crass, and a little less than discrete, right? For the love of god, that thing was still glistening from its sordid work hours earlier
"Gross, gross!" thought Annie. Still, it was confusing.
Ashley really was sweet and cool. She wasn't some SWF creep. She possessed a carefree sense of self that Annie adored. She was also pretty and feminine, not that it should matter. But she was a lot like Annie - a modern girl, a modern woman of the '90s. She dressed up for formals, wore jeans and sported ponytails most days, and her workout clothes and sweats took up half her drawers. She talked about guys and sex with guys- the "Triple A" moniker was sealed by Ash's sexual affinity for a muscle-bound wrestler named Triple H after all. And she didn't talk about sex obsessively like some girls, or in any way that made her seem like she was in the closet.
And having made a few gay and queer friends, Annie learned a lot about what was normal in school, or maybe learned that there was no normal for straight, gay and everyone in between.
Maybe Ash is just a closet exhibitionist? Maybe she just had a 'horndog moment', as Sam described them?
Oh, and there's no way she's going to tell him about this. He'd either get stupid jealous or have his own 'horndog' moment and get wrapped up in all the wrong details. With even the best of boys, maybe it's no wonder an intoxicated Triple A got her jollies from a totally unrealistic dildo and putting herself on display for someone she trusts. Someone who watched.
Why did she watch?
Annie shut it out of her mind. In the weeks that followed, some awkwardness lingered for the girls. Annie was too nice and Ashley too warm for it to be uncomfortable for long though. One day, Ash walked in the room, put her bag down, placed her hands on her hips and frowned at her friend.
When Annie smiled in return, Triple A bounced over and gave her the biggest hug her little frame could muster. "I'm sorry," said Ashley, her big brown eyes welling up with palpable relief.
"Me too," replied Annie. She held her friend's hand and they both laughed. The roomies enjoyed a normal lunch talking about their plans for their last Thanksgiving in school. Ashley always stayed at school and Annie always went home for the holiday. Both were relieved to resolve their tension before Annie left.
Oddly enough, with the tension gone, Tuesday nights settled into weirdly comfortable rituals. A sort of symbiosis underneath their existing friendship. The girls were especially close; inseparable, really, after class and at dinner every Tuesday evening.
After studying and doing coursework together, Annie would get ready for bed and Ashley would get ready to go out with friends. When Ashley was ready to go, the girls would hug and wish each other goodnight, something they kind of did from time to time before, but now became routine.
With Triple A out the door, Annie would masturbate like clockwork before going to sleep using a clunky, cheap (and noisy) vibrator she's had for a while but hadn't used much since Sam moved off campus. She'd wake up around 1:00 a.m. when Ashley came in, usually sober now that finals were approaching. And just like counter-clockwork, she'd hear Triple A's drawer open, her bed creak, a soft rhythmic tapping, heavy breathing, and a little mew of pleasure.
She didn't watch. Neither did Ash look at her. They didn't have to. It was their unspoken, inexplicable, secret thing. And it carried on happily the next semester, except on Thursday nights, right up until graduation, with a little less regularity and one big crescendo.
There were a few occasions where Annie, in a fit of her own horndog moments, fished out Ashley's toy, felt its weight and ran her hands on it. She'd been getting really hot and heavy with Sam around this time, and exploring each other without the constraints of college living now that he had his own place. For some reason, that confidence carried over to the "thing". Too much confidence, really.
On the last of those occasions, a week before the girls moved out, she brought the surreal fluorescent cock up to her lips, inhaled, and sucked on it while she rubbed herself to orgasm. She couldn't explain it then (or ever) but it overcame her and felt so good ...and was immediately regretted.
In the hyper-rational thought that followed her orgasm, she started to panic. How could she? Did she just violate Ashley's privacy? She had to clean it now, but with what? Would Ash notice?
"Shit, shit!" she whispered with no one around.
In retrospect, sitting on her couch in her mid-thirties, about to cum as she browsed dozens of sex toys online, what ensued was a hilarious operation of epic proportion. A plot no one knew, the perfect "crime" to smuggle her roommate's fake dong to the kitchen to wash it in a closed pot with an elaborate backstory about burning caramel that no one asked for or cared about, and certainly was unnecessary given that she realized at the sink (sweating like a drug smuggler), it all could've been done in the friggin' shower!
No one thought of Annie that way. Nor did they think of Ashley that way. They were the sweet girls. The smarty-pants, good girls who were going to marry nice guys and get a minivan one day. And that was partially true and nothing to be ashamed of.
But it was also true, Annie recalled all these years later, that when Triple A came home that night, their happy secret reached its zenith, and that nobody would ever suspect it from them was an odd point of pride.
There was an extra pause in their ritual that night. In all her fluster, Annie forgot where she'd found the thing. She'd never be sure, but Ash must've known she moved it, looked at it, maybe thought she'd even tried it.
Annie saw her friend's outline at her dresser daintily search for what she craved. However, instead of climbing into bed when she found it, Ash took her night shirt off and turned on a small nightlight. She turned towards Annie and took a few shy steps.
Annie didn't pretend to be asleep. She was at once anxious and excited. Ash wouldn't scold her. Their bond was far past that now. But she wasn't sure what would happen.
And her friend looked gorgeous; they'd never actually seen each other totally naked like this. Ash's narrow, muscled, tan body looked so strong in the faint light, her small breasts high and proud, with hard nipples, darker and longer than Annie's. Her neatly groomed bush was just visible too. It looked darker than Annie's, almost exotic.
"Hi," whispered Ashley.
"Hi," laughed Annie nervously.
"I just... I'm going to miss you, An." Ash sounded so meek, even as she was standing there naked as the day is long, holding a dildo behind her back.
Maybe it should have felt weird or sexy or gross or funny. But it was tender. Insane, but heartfelt and totally right.
"Me too," said Annie, sitting up, drawing her knees close.
Ash turned around but looked over her shoulder until she climbed into her loft. She was going to show her roommate what she wanted her to see so badly, as openly as they both could handle. How they'd arrived here didn't matter. Why didn't matter.
Ash propped herself against the wall, and Annie did the same so that they faced each other. The nightlight was only so bright and months of their shared habit had lowered their guard with each other, so when Annie slipped her shorts off and took her vibrator out neither was self-conscious.
Then Ash proceeded to slowly, methodically work the dildo into her tight pussy as she opened her legs for her roommate to see. She must've been really wet, because she didn't stop to lubricate, she just pushed and pulled a centimeter at a time, breathing hard, then groaning louder than she had allowed in all their Tuesday and Thursday nights before.
Annie was meant to hear it, and pushed her clunky plastic vibrator against herself in approval. The buzzing sound, which always annoyed her before, was a boon now. It was like her counter verse to her girlfriend’s quietly outrageous toy. She strained to see Triple A better, as the smaller woman huffed and puffed, carefully, but insistently pushing herself further until she could rock on her knees and straddle the toy.
"I love being stretched, An..." she panted. "It just feels really good, like I'm... ooough, so full. Like I'm turning on a big wall of light switches all at once." Ash started rocking with her full body on the toy now, leaning forward to hold the bedrails, pausing only to adjust the toy inside her.
Annie couldn't see her friend's pussy wrapping around the fake cock anymore, but she could see that same, desperate, lust-addled face she saw at the beginning. Beads of sweat made her bright face glisten in the blue darkness. Annie found her own body reaching its limits as she thrust her own pussy up to meet the rattling plastic.
"Oh god," Annie breathed.
"Mmmnneh, yesss..." Ashley groaned and hissed. Then she rolled on her back like a cat and thrust the cock into herself with shocking speed, and made a low, guttural sound Annie wouldn't think possible.
It was all too much for Annie and she saw stars as she came several times, like those bursts and crackles of fireworks inside fireworks. Triple A, fed by her private audience, was propelled into her own little supernova, grunting through near-painful waves of pleasure.
When the air cleared, Ash limped over to her dresser. Still shaking, she put on her shirt and collapsed next to Annie. Annie wrapped her arms around her girlfriend, amazed by her heat. They both snickered before Ashley pronounced them both crazy and deemed their boyfriends lucky guys.
That brought Annie down to Earth. And a few things crossed her mind.
For one, it wasn't cheating, but she still felt guilty. She and her friend were playing with themselves. It may have been together, but still, it wasn't romantic or anything like hooking up. It would be too hard to explain to Sam. Guys wouldn't understand at all. At best, he'd think it was hot and fill his head with threesome fantasies. At worst... no, that was pretty much the only likely reaction. It was the '90s after all. But she felt bad that she'd keep it from him.
Second, she'd adored Triple A. They had shared something between two women that felt special, feminine, peculiar and particular. She didn't want to pull too hard on that thread, it was just crazy and great, and over. Her amazing roomie...
Who third, fit all that inside her... How did she do it? Did it really feel that good?
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Wrapping up on memory lane, Annie laughed at the ridiculousness of that green, rubbery, and totally unreal-looking 'thing'. Well, unrealistic wasn't so bad. Maybe realistic was a bridge too far, for now. Yeah, definitely too far. There were much better options that could solve Triple A's mysteries, replete with bells and whistles.
Maybe she should get to the bottom of it. Maybe she could tug that thread just a little bit. She put her top choices in her online basket and finally let herself cum hard before she fell asleep.
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Straight SexTo celebrate Annie's 16th birthday, we spent a week horseback riding and camping in the Ozark Mountains. It was then our plan to drive south to New Orleans for a few days of fine dining and civilized touring. Stealing a look at Annie in the passenger's seat, I couldn't help feeling a little sadness that her mother was no longer with us, to see what a fine young woman Annie had become. She had her mother's figure and the sort of plain honest face that wears so well. Annie and I enjoyed the...
Mom had the chore of seeing that Annie was well taken care of during the day. Mary and Ginny did nearly as much. Annie was good and never asked for her mother. She and I lived in the house alone. I think I was lonelier than Annie for she had Tippy to cuddle with. I cooked at least half our meals. Mom worried that we weren't eating correctly. We did eat out, but I was very careful to make sure our meals were nutritious. I think what made Annie such a joy to care for was that she always...
Annie glanced in the mirror one last time as she exited out the door with her boyfriend Jeff. She secretly wondered how badly this woolen head wrap thing was messing with her new hair cut. Annie was a firm believer in that old adage ‘It’s not what you do, it’s how you look doing it’ and once had those very words displayed rather unapologetically on a small plaque in her office. “You’ll look fine Annie,” Jeff assured her. “What are you a mind reader? “You’re not that hard to figure out...
Group SexNOTE: This one is light on sex, more about relationships. ———- MOM A police patrol picked up Annie French well after midnight drunk, smoking some sort of ‘weed’ that didn’t appear to be cannabis and took her into custody for her own safety. The holding charge was vagrancy because she couldn’t remember where she lived but the charge would not stick in court because she had almost $400 bucks in her wallet in the back pocket of her jeans. Annie was released early next morning and told to go...
“You’ll look fine Annie,” Jeff assured her. “What are you a mind reader? “You’re not that hard to figure out sometimes,” he replied. Annie pondered those words for a moment after they got in the car and started off. She wondered to herself how she let Jeff talk her into this ski trip anyway. Annie, ice and cold weather did not mix. It was not a big secret that the only time Annie liked ice was if it was crushed and blended with liberal doses of tequila, and perhaps, a lime wedge...
I was just getting ready to close up the shop for the day when this gal came in. Oh who am I k**ding, this was no gal, this was a lady. She was my height as I looked straight into her eyes, but she was also wearing heels, so she was probably more like 5’5” to my 5’9”. No more than 25.Black straight hair that flowed to the small of her back, and a gray dress that fit her slender body perfectly. As I saw her walk to my desk I could see her hips swaying and moving back and forth, and found myself...
My little sister Nina sounded so excited to hear that I was finally about to come home, and even though it was late she said she would wait up for me. I was using the phone in the Pastor's office to let her know that we had driven into the night, and the bus had just pulled into the church parking lot.And just before I hung up, I whispered her that "IT" had finally happened, and she literally squealed with excitement.She gasped, "Annie, are you serious? You mean you really 'IT' really...
Annie, or to give her her full name, the honourable Annabel Eizabeth Mary Weatherby-Hanines, strode across the meadow in the afternoon sun. The village lay before her in deep shadow as the sun began its slow descent to the western horizon. She barely considered that everything she could see she owned. She just felt lonely and persecuted. A woman alone in a man’s world. She knew everyone on her estate were taking advantage of her. It was pure luck that she had inherited the estate as back...
She saw the village forge at the village edge. No smoke issued from the chimney, the idle blacksmith had obviously gone home early. Annie decided he needed a lesson. She had known Tom for years, why she even had a crush on him as a young girl, nearly lost her virginity to him in an apple orchard one summers day many years ago, but that was then and this was now. She was the boss and he a labourer. She never married, with no living father and an idiotic mother she had had to fend off...
Annie Bradford, a highly respected College Dean from Minneapolis, Minnesota, was visiting some colleagues at Emory University in Atlanta, in hope of enticing one of them to accept a position at her university. Annie was a very young forty and divorced with no children. Her husband had left her for a younger woman four years before and, heartbroken, she'd thrown herself into her work.We meet her as she’s just finished watching a porno movie in her hotel room. She’s horny, almost desperate for...
Quickie SexMichelle glanced over at Annie from her desk at the office. Her beautiful long strawberry blond hair was combed neatly away from her face, and her long, smooth legs slid gracefully out from under her mini-skirt. Looking at Annie's legs always made Michelle happy, because they reminded her of that one day after school, five years ago, when they were both 16, that had changed her life forever. Michelle had always been shy and reserved about her sexuality, whereas Annie was brash and open. She had...
MasturbationHollis backed his delivery van to the rear of his shop. He unlocked and opened a pair of sliding barn doors and stepped inside. The lower level was his storage area -- off limits to customers. He climbed the stairs and saw Annie sitting behind the counter. "I'm back," he said. She jumped. "You startled me." "Any business today?" "Some ... a lady came in and bought that deer figurine I liked." "It's almost closing time," he said. "I have to unload the truck. Once you've...
Dolly pushed Annie on the shoulders, causing it to lay down on the bed with his back, and was now able to kiss her nipples. Having a tongue tip around the circumference of each nipple, she first swallowed and gently sucked the lips first one, then another. Dolly slightly biting their hands and crumpling the entire breast. Annie already furiously rubbing your Clit, causing her pussy softly smacking their lips.Opening his eyes, Annie saw his face chest Dolly. She also began to lick and suck. Her...
Sandy's mouth opened and Johnny thought she was going to scream at him. She didn't. She sat down beside him. "So where do we go from here? I was going to have to talk to you eventually, so I guess there is no great damage done. The damage was done when Gordon approached me to give the FBI a hand again." "When did this happen?" "A little over three weeks ago. Gordon came to town and came to the house. I am the only agent who knows what Abdul looks like. I thought he was dead until...
Hollis parked behind the Emporium and together they climbed to the apartment. Annie set down her purse and slipped off her coat and boots. "What do you want to do for dinner?" He asked. "I don't know. I don't have much of an appetite." "I have a frozen lasagna." "Okay..." "I'll move your bag," he said and picked it up. He noticed something inside and reached for it. "Annie -- where did you get these?" He held up a pack of cigarettes. "You have to be eighteen to buy...
“Annie and Selene” Chapter oneBy J. J. ScribeSelene reclined on her bed thinking about the she planned to wrap her tongue around later that night. She anticipated the excitement of sucking his thick penis and savored the thought of his foot-long plus two inch hot dog sliding down her extended throat. And then her mind flashed back to the first day she learned about her little abnormality. Her thoughts returned to August 10, 1998, the evening when she’d attended a birthday party in Santa...
Annie and her Granny By Susannah Donim Chapter 5 - The Substitute Steve has qualms about the propriety of the favour his mother asks of him, but he has no idea of where the deception will lead. "No, no, no!" I shouted in the car on the way home. "It's a mad idea; completely bonkers; and almost certainly illegal!" "You said you'd think about it," my mother said accusingly. "Well I couldn't turn Dolly down flat, not with her lying half-dead in hospital!" I realised that was a...
Annie went home after her first porn film shoot, wondering if she'd ever go back again. She really hadn't been totally prepared for the experience and she'd found that even though she'd obviously had sex before, doing it in front of a camera crew, with a total stranger, and the guy turning out to be a black stud were all elements that really sent her mind reeling as she lay there waiting for him to undress and fuck her. That night, Annie relived the entire experience in her head, trying to...
The following weekend I invited my PA Annie and Sam my ex-boyfriend around to my house for dinner plus a little fun hopefully afterwards.Annie is 25, blonde and gorgeous. Sam is just Sam but my Dom. Annie had expressed a desire to be submissive, this was her opportunity to experience itI had made an effort and choose a slinky black dress, very sheer and tight fitting. Nothing underneath as it would spoil the smooth outline Sam arrived first and we had a drink and chatted until Annie arrived...
Robert slipped out of the house early leaving Annie in bed, Kay was also at home and as he drove to work he wondered what they would make of the little surprise he had arranged for them. He had left the front door on the latch so Danny would have no problem getting into the house, in fact he saw Danny park up just as he was leaving…. ………… Danny slipped into the house quietly and locked the door behind him, he slipped the key into his pocket so even if either of the sluts were to try to leave...
It had been two weeks since I met a man, not my husband, at a hotel and fucked him and even though my husband Rob and I had sex almost every night since then, I wanted another cock again. I smiled to myself thinking about it as I walked back into our bedroom and slipped into bed beside my sleeping husband. We had had a hot fuck session a little earlier and before I finally drifted off to sleep my hand wandered down to my pussy and I fingered my still wet slit a minute just thinking about how...
Wife LoversIf you haven't already, please read part 1 so you're all caught up! :PPart 1:https://xhamster.com/stories/annie-pistol-lips-rides-again-883672------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Annie Pistol Lips - Rides Again! (Part 2)Under the pale blue moonlight, Annie was riding on her beautiful trusty steed like lightning along a dusty deserted dirt road. It's drumming hooves kicking up the dirt as it ran. All around her...
It was Annie’s birthday and I was looking for the ideal present for her, a present she would always rememberI had told her about the gang-bang that Sam had arranged for me at Xmas and Annie was so envious, that had to be the gift for herI told her that I had arranged a party for her at my place on the day and to get there for seven.Seven o’clock on the dot and there she was at the doorIt was just our special friend Sam invited and I had booked a table at the pub across the laneWe had pre-dinner...
Annie had already made three porn flicks in her advanced state of pregnancy. Her first one, a something less resounding success as a first venture into making porn movies, had been when she was already six months along in her pregnancy and badly in need of money. Then, the porn film producer gave Annie a second chance and this time she'd done better even though her co-star had been a male porn actor several years older than her. Her third venture out had been a surprise foursome with three...
Annies problems started about 5 months ago when she ran away from home and wound up on the seedy side of San Francisco.Back in her hometown Annie was kind of a trouble maker. She smoked pot and had a tendency to hang out with the "wrong boys". But for the most part she was an innocent midwestern farm girl.After she got busted for smoking pot her folks really came down hard on her. She didn't like it and decided to run away to San Francisco. She was expecting flowers in her hair and had not...
Annie sat on the sofa while Hollis paced. Ten minutes passed that felt like thirty. The phone rang and he answered. "Hello ... yes..." Hollis listened. He nodded. "I understand ... when?" He listened some more. "Yes, I'll drive up there first thing in the morning." He set down the handset. "Hollis -- what's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost!" "I can't believe it." "Believe what?" Annie asked. "Is she better?" Hollis shook his head. "She's dead." He looked at...
We spent a month in California with Annie's parents and my mother. My aunt had to go back to Wyoming two days after I was reunited with Annie. Even though we just met, it was hard to say goodbye. However, we made promises to see each other again soon. I would have gone back home sooner, but Charles had to close his building for a while. Annie and I tried to sneak off from time to time to be alone together, but her dad would always find us. He was determined to make sure I didn't sex with...
Annie and her Granny By Susannah Donim Epilogue Will Annie and her new mother-in-law live happily ever after? Looking back, I'm surprised how easy it was to take over my mother's life, or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that she took me over. I suppose a certain amount of 'personality bleed' is inevitable if you are living as someone else day-to-day. I looked like her; I sounded like her; through constant practice I now stood like her and walked like her; and...
Scene 1 All of a sudden her messy room seemed so creepy. She never realized until now how narrow the walls were. The place was dusty and crowded: posters, books, clothes, and those annoying little pieces of paper with things written in a hurry…Annie was starring at the walls - ”Am I supposed to decide good from wrong?... but sometimes there are those things that are sooo good, in the most evil way possible…hmmm…” Finally, for her own peace, Annie had to admit she was only 14 so she should take...
I should have gone to my second job that night, but when Annie asked me not to go, I agreed immediately. Well, she not only asked but she’d also put on her new see-through nightie and poured us both out a drink. What’s a man supposed to do?We were up early the next morning and ready for our new adventure. We decided we’d like to ride our bikes to the marina to collect the third boat and we stopped at Frank’s house to make sure our change of plan was okay.Nancy came to the door and said that...
Love StoriesChapter 1 "I DO wish you could come on holiday with me, Annie!" said Roxana to her best friend as they were preparing to go home for the summer vacation from Deerdene school. At the end of their first year, they were the closest of friends and had been from the very first day. They were lively and mischievous girls and both very pretty, even at the age of eleven. Roxana was a blue eyed redhead and Annie had the purest jet black hair, with dark eyes, staring in a disconcertingly challenging...