Ann: The Married Years Ch. 05

The four got naked as soon as the entered the place. But they'd been doing that from day one. It was part of the rules. When you go inside, you shed your clothes. Of course, this time the women undressed for their 'husbands' first, and then they removed the clothes from their man, so that was different. But in the end, they still all ended up naked in the entryway.

Neil starting looking at it like taking off his shoes when he walked into someone's home. It was just what you did... a rule. But this time it took on a special feeling, one thick with excitement and an uneasy anticipation. Sure, a sexual vibe had been hanging over the place since Neil and Ann arrived in Miami. Being naked around other naked honeymooners kind of made that an expected part of their stay. This was notably different. For the first time, they were all looking outside their marriage sexually. And they didn't have to look far.

Neil and Ann had been there before. They'd weathered the first year of their relationship, from engagement through six months of marriage, having already explored that part of their lives together. They loved each other, they were devoted to each other, and they knew in their hearts they'd always be there for each other. But they'd figured out a way to have each other, and still feel the sexual thrill of exploring who they were together and as individuals. It was all about constant communication and establishing boundaries.

The boundaries were the hard part. Neil and Ann had found it easy to talk to each other about their wants and desires, sexual and otherwise. They talked every day, telling each other how they felt, and working through things that came up. Yes, they'd had some hard times in the first few months of their marriage, like all couples. But they came through them stronger, and closer. But those boundaries, they could be tricky.

Discovering what you love in common together as a couple isn't easy. They'd stumbled a few times on that. But they were lucky in the bedroom. Or out if it, as it were. They both loved many of the same things sexually. And what they loved most was pushing the limits. The thrills and excitement they got from being bold and daring in that part of their life was something they both loved; maybe even craved at times. At the same time, there were some lines, like Ann fucking other men, which would never be broached. That particular one was fine with both of them, because they had covered it many times in their conversations.

They knew there were other adventures that had yet to be discovered. They actually looked forward to them, whatever they might be. However, they knew that the very nature of what they were doing required some careful treading. There was always the possibility of having to set restrictions; of having to say no. And when one of those rare times arrived, handling it so as not to disappoint their partner meant a lot of talking and loving reassurance.

Dawn and Jeremy were in the infancy of that process. They were in different places in their lives, and in their relationship with each other. Hell, they were different people. It was ludicrous to expect that the boundaries they set would be the same as Neil and Ann. Yet they had that same one in place, and it allowed for them to discover new pleasures together. Knowing that the couple they were about to explore with had the same boundary that mattered the most took the pressure off, and it allowed everyone to relax.

Accepting the situation, Neil sat back in the big cushioned pit, sitting away from Jeremy, allowing him his space. They watched as Ann and Dawn played with each other in the most intimate way possible.

Ann was on her back, letting Dawn eat her pussy. She had already done that to her, still tasting the sweet nectar on her lips and tongue. They wanted to get each other off first, before really getting into it and putting on a show for their men. As she pulled at her nipples, she looked over at Jeremy; ignoring her actual husband for the one she was calling her own at the moment.

Her back arched, eyes snapping shut as Dawn sucked at her clit. "I'M CUMMING HONEY!" she called out to him, her body shuddering.

Neil's cock pulsed, precum flowing from his tip. "God that is so hot," he moaned, thinking about how much better the live show was than the dreams he'd had before. Then again, maybe he was dreaming all along.

Dawn moved her body, swinging around until she straddled Ann's head. Reaching up, Ann lovingly ran her hands over her sexy ass, before pulling her down over her waiting mouth.

"Aw, crikey," Jeremy panted, moving his arms to the back of the couch, stretching them out so he wouldn't grab himself.

The women stayed in that 69, through another orgasm each, before finally stopping to rest. They flipped around again, holding each other, kissing and stroking as they lost track of where they were. Neil couldn't help but wonder if that's what they looked like at the end of their long morning together, the two of them basking in the glow of their climaxes, hatching their plans for the rest of their day.

"I wish I could take a picture of this," he said to himself, suddenly wondering why he wasn't. Springing up from his spot, he raced to the bedroom.

"Where's he going?" Jeremy asked.

"To get the camera," Ann laughed. "I can't believe it took him that long."

He returned, begging the girls to reenact what they'd just done so he could capture it on film. They teased him at first, telling him they'd been there and done that. But when he reminded his real wife that they'd neglected to take any photos while on their honeymoon, at least of a sexual nature, she quickly wrestled Dawn onto her back.

"Fuck... she's strong!" Dawn exclaimed.

"Tell me about it," Neil replied, the camera flashing as Ann slipped her tongue into her friends pussy.

"Oh God... later," she yelled, grabbing Ann's head by the hair and holding it to her cunt.

"Aw... fuck," complained Jeremy, suddenly realizing any relief for his aching manhood was going to have to wait, as they were about to start a repeat performance.

It wasn't as long as the first time, though. The girls were so worked up, their orgasms seemed to be on the tips of the others tongue as soon as they started licking. The excitement of the camera added to Dawn's lustful explosions, while Ann was at that point where every touch near her clit might send her off. The room smelled of aroused women, the cushions becoming damp where they lay from the sweat and the secretions flowing from their pussies. Every time the camera flashed, a moan would follow.

Dawn flipped Ann over, repeating what she'd done. And then they were back in that athletic 69, two sex-crazed women hell bent on making the other cum first. Neil had to check the camera settings, their movements so fast he worried about the pictures coming out blurry. They added fingers, fucking each other with them, first in the pussy, and then moving to invade asses as well.

He got a great shot of the two seductively entwined, their hair a mess; Jeremy and his rigid cock waiting in the background just as they both started to cum. The post orgasm pictures were going to be amazing, the love and lust in their half-closed eyes showing through the lens.

Then it hit the men, that moment where time stood still. Dawn looked at Ann, kissing her deeply, her fingers running along her cheek like they had on Neil's face at the restaurant. Ann peered back after their lips parted, blinking; her chest pressing into Dawn's as they embraced.

"I love you, Dawn," Ann said breathlessly.

"I love you too, Anna," she responded, smiling as she leaned in to kiss again.

"Whoa!" Jeremy exhaled in a moment of confusion.

Neil grinned, knowing what it all meant. "He'll learn," he said to himself, knowing that two women like theirs couldn't share something so incredible and not have feelings for each other; intimate ones at that.

As he expected, they started giggling, Ann pushing Dawn away. He put the camera down for a moment as he watched her sit up, winking at him slyly before saying, "That was fun, but I have to take care of my husband now. I'm worried his cock is going to fall off."

She crawled over sexily toward Jeremy, her ass sashaying back and forth for Neil.

"Me too," Dawn replied, rolling over to eye him, before getting on her hands and knees to inch toward the hard cock she'd been toying with most of the night.

They were like two lionesses closing in on their pray. Ann didn't hesitate, not wanting to give Jeremy a chance to rethink what they were doing. She looked up into his eyes as she grabbed his shaft with her left hand, making sure he saw the wedding ring on her finger. The imagery struck him, but not enough to make him flinch. Neither did her taking one of his smooth balls in her mouth.

She was thrilled when she first saw Jeremy naked. He was ruggedly handsome, and his thick cock was eerily similar to her husbands in both length and girth. And he also shaved. He had a small patch of pubic hair adorning his abdomen, just above his cock, but the rest of his pubic area, including his balls, were clean shaven. It wasn't like she thought she'd be sucking him when Dawn made him drop that towel to show off his body the night the arrived. But now that she was licking him there, she was more than just thrilled. She was thankful.

He moaned, his hands gripping the top of the couch, amazed at the way she was pleasuring him. She spent so much time on his balls he wondered if that was going to be the extent of it. But her soft hands were also stroking his cock ever so slowly, his hips bucking a little, making her giggle again.

When she finally licked up his shaft, it made him growl. She was looking right at him the entire time, a sweet smile on her face. Without thinking about it, his hand went to her hair, lovingly patting her head as she kissed the tip of his cock with her soft, supple lips.

Dawn fell into Neil's arms, kissing him. Yes, she wanted to suck his cock. But first she wanted to feel his naked body in her arms once again. Deep in the recesses of her brain, she could sense her longing for him, her pussy pulsing at the thought of taking him, and slipping that long hard shaft inside her. She wanted to feel it, more than she cared to admit. But as her lips pressed against his, she felt his resolve.

"He really does love her," she sighed, knowing where the line firmly was. She'd never actually cross it, because she loved Jeremy just as much, but she let herself think it. She had no choice really. Much like him, she'd wondered a thousand times if they could have made it work between the two of them. And each time, she knew in her heart they weren't exactly right for each other. But they were damn close.

Her hand gripped his shaft, slowly stroking it. Like Ann, she was using her left hand, her right running through his hair. It felt different to her, until she realized it wasn't like Jeremy's at all. She had a moment of clarity in the insane situation she'd put herself in.

"Don't compare," she reprimanded herself, not wanting to fall into the trap of measuring up her lover against her love. As quickly as that thought came into her head, it was gone. His fingers had found her pussy, and he'd taken control.

First one, then two digits were inserted. As he moved his wrist, she felt a twinge of guilt. Not about what she was doing, but about straying from the plan. "Oh god... I'm supposed to be sucking him. Fuck!"

That last word was the only one spoken aloud. It was yelled, actually. Ann turned around, and saw that Neil had twisted Dawn's body, his strong hands manipulating her. He was sucking her tits, finger-fucking her hard, adding a third finger to stretch her pussy wide.

"I win, Dawn," she called out, before licking the head of Jeremy's cock.

"Oh God... I KNOW!" she screamed, the beginnings of yet another orgasm starting to build in her pussy.

Neil latched onto her left breast, sucking hard at her nipple as he jammed his fingers in and out of her pussy. She leaned into the back of the couch, raising her hips, spreading her legs wider. She stared at Jeremy, watching him leer at her, knowing that he wasn't supposed to. Not like that.

Her body started shaking as she felt Neil put his hand on her right breast, holding her there as he somehow maneuvered his body lower. She felt his hot breath on her cunt, then a swipe of his tongue over her protruding clit.

"Oh fuck! YES! NEIL... SUCK MY PUSSY!" she screamed.

He smiled, taking that juicy nub in his mouth. His cheeks hollowed as he created a vacuum, sucking hard, dragging his tongue back and forth across it as he continued to ram his fingers inside her. Her hips bucked again, and he found her nipple, squeezing it, pulling it sharply. She let out a yelp, but it also froze her in place.

"I'MMMMM CUMMMINNNGGGG!"

Ann turned for just a moment, watching as Dawn came. She knew she shouldn't, but she reached behind her and grabbed the camera. Not that Jeremy complained. He was mesmerized by the sight of his wife, and the power of her climax. The camera flashed several times, from a couple of different angles, catching the grace and beauty of a woman in the throws of a violent orgasm.

"Sorry about that, honey," Ann said as she settled back into place, the camera placed conveniently in the middle of the pit.

"Th... that's alright," Jeremy stammered, still wide-eyed as his wife had another small tremor roll through her.

Ann gripped his shaft, flattening her tongue, running it up the length from his balls to the very tip. She did that several times, squeezing his balls gently, knowing she didn't have his full attention.

"Honey, do you like staring at Neil's wife," she said, smiling up at him, her body stretched out as she lay on her stomach between his legs.

"Huh... oh, yes. Wait, what?"

She giggled. "You love seeing her cum, don't you? It's okay, I'm not jealous. She's very beautiful. I wish I had big tits like hers."

Catching on, he ran his hand though her hair, brushing it aside, wanting to see her face more clearly. His eyes fell to hers, seeing the enthusiasm they reflected and he felt his cock jump in her delicate fingers. Her words convicted him, knowing he'd been preoccupied with what Dawn had just done.

"Your tits are perfect, Anna. I love them just the way they are," he responded honestly, the truth in his voice making her grin.

"I can't wait to make you cum."

Neil had gotten down like Ann, on his stomach, still gently fucking Dawn with his fingers. He'd backed off sucking her clit, busy licking and nibbling at the area around her pussy. A thrill ran through him as he inhaled, the familiar scent of his old lover coming back to him light a forgotten fragrance from his past. Removing his hand, he licked his digits, looking up at her from beneath her legs.

She saw the look in his eyes, knowing he was far from being done with her. She'd already cum so many times since they'd gotten home that her pussy was starting to redden. Every part of her body seemed overly sensitive, and yet they were just beginning, really. She wondered how much more she could take. And then she remembered what just occurred, and how Ann had won their bet.

"Oh God," she sighed as Neil placed his hands under her ass, lifting her to his mouth, taking control. "I can't believe I just let that happen."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

When the girls had come up with their 'plan' the idea was to swap partners and make it seem as real as possible. They'd both insisted that they were in total agreement with the 'no fucking the new husband' rule. Ann never waivered; it was something she'd set in stone with Neil forever ago. But she knew this was all new to Dawn.

For her part, Dawn felt the same way. Yes, she was Neil's lover, and they'd had a magical three days together. But she was in love with Jeremy, and they'd talked about Neil, and Ann, at length. They had to. They had invited them to share their honeymoon. And while they really didn't expect anything to actually happen, they were hopeful, and they had to be prepared just in case.

Dawn had insisted that whether Ann and Neil showed up or not, she was going to be fun and free on her honeymoon. She wasn't going to hold back simply because another couple would be sharing a place with them. And she wasn't going to let Jeremy either. So, they talked about what might happen, what could happen. They even discussed what they might want to happen. Knowing firsthand that both Neil and Ann were extremely sexual and rather open about it, the idea of having an incredibly adventurous honeymoon excited her. And her excitement grew on Jeremy.

As the week went on, Dawn felt a connection with Ann that she hadn't anticipated. She knew they got along well, and she considered her a friend. But that friendship took on a whole new shape as they spent more time together. It was not only impossible not to like Ann, she thought, it was hard not to love her. She could feel the honesty and affection Ann showed her. She could sense the bond they shared. It wasn't just about Neil. That would have been too obvious, too easy to use as the basis for their relationship. She saw herself as Ann's true friend even without that link, and that made her heart melt in a way.

The fun they'd shared earlier in the day was a prime example. She still wasn't sure how it came to be that they ended up in each other's arms.

Yes, they'd had some naughty fun the night of Ann's bachelorette party. The fact was she'd been fucked with a strap-on just to be allowed to go. It was like some kind of bizarre initiation, but she'd loved it. She also loved the other sexual things that had happened to her that night, especially the ones involving Ann. She'd had to endure the little party hazing ritual, but Ann had been made to do things by the girls the rest of the night. She remembered thinking how much she wished it were her instead.

As the two of them peered out the window when the guys left that morning to go golfing, Ann turned and sank into the huge couch, staring at her. The pit was so big and open; the soft, plush cushions seemed like an erotic playground. She saw the look in her eyes, wild and hungry. It was unmistakably sexual, and directed at her. But she didn't make a move. Neither of them did for the longest time.

It was hard to admit she'd bought a strap-on. She hadn't even told Jeremy about it, not knowing how. It was a whim, an impulse buy when she'd stopped into a local sex shop near her home to buy some things for the honeymoon. Somewhere along the way when she was there browsing, Ann came to her mind; the idea that she and Neil might come and join them making her excited. She had no reason to believe she'd ever use it, but she loved the idea of being prepared.

She'd actually used the dildo part of it several times, thinking of what it might feel like to be on the other end of it, pushing it in and out of Ann. And she remembered tingling when she packed it in her suitcase, wondering what Jeremy would say if he saw it. Or what airport security would think if it showed up in some x-ray.

When she'd finished fucking Ann in the ass with it that morning, she fell back, the big phallus sticking out from her crotch. She knew from the way her friend was slumped forward, her tits pressed into the dark tan material of the couch, that it was one of the best purchases she'd ever made. It was going to be an incredible memory. It had also, in an odd, perverse way, solidified their friendship.

Lying almost naked on the beach a few hours later, the two of them actually held hands, feeling the love flow between them. It was as close to a true lesbian moment that either of them had ever had. And that was saying something for Ann, since she'd been several women over the last year. As they lay basking in the warm rays of the sun, the Atlantic rolling and crashing toward them less than a hundred yards away, their thoughts finally turned to their husbands, and they started working out the details of what they might do that night. They began working on their plan.