Brian Layer - Ann_s boy hunger

Ann wanted to spread the joy, so she reached for Rose's belt and unfastened it. In another minute, her fingers were creeping into her girl friend's match. She copied every move the boy made in her cunt, in Rose's. When he slipped his middle finger up her tunnel, she did the same to Rose. Meanwhile, they were getting off on the movie, too.

With the visual excitement of the film and the tactile stimulation she was getting from the guy's fingering and the thrill of fingering Rose, Ann was having a ball. Electric waves of pleasure were rising in her and she knew she would have to have this guy bring her off. Being fair about it, she put her hand in his lap and felt the hard bone in his pants. The guy unzipped his fly and she pulled his rod out. Then, as he massaged the interior of her cunt, she stroked his prick. She pulled the loose skin up and down with a steady rhythm. Now both her hands were busy giving sexual rapture to two different people. It made Ann feel great to be handing out so much pleasure. The fingers in her cunt were making her feel pretty good, too.

Rose wanted to repay Ann and reached for her cunt. When she began probing, though, she found the area taken care of. She looked at Ann and they smiled gleefully at each other. The owner of the fingers in Ann's cunt looked to see who was trying to move in and saw what Ann was doing to Rose. So, a copy-cat, he noticed. Well, that was okay. When they til knew what was going on, they sat back and watched the film and kept their fingers at work.

Ann and Rose began feeling their lust rising to the point where it was getting difficult keeping quiet. Ann could hear the guy next to her begin to grunt, too. The three of them were making muffled sounds of ecstasy and they wondered if the people around them could hear what was going on. Every now and then, a gasp or moan would escape unmuffled and everyone in the theater could hear that something as going on over there, near the front. If anyone looked in their direction, they would have seen three people squirming around in their seats with passionate sensuality.

›From the corner of her eye, Ann saw a white pearl leap high in the air over the prick she was stroking, and a second later felt the hot wetness seep over her hand. The guy was trying, without much success, to be quiet about his ecstasy, but his groans of pleasure could be heard clearly.

Ann and Rose, were moaning in harmony as they began to come. The ringers in Ann's cunt had positioned themselves skillfully to give her the maximum mount of pleasure. Two fingers wen stuck up her cunt cave and two others were nabbing her clit. She was using her fingers in the same way on Rose's cunt. Rose grabbed Ann's other hand and they squeezed their hands together as they came.

When her climax was completed, her aggressive neighbor removed his hand. Ann leaned over and thanked him, then offered him some of her popcorn. She didn't want it any more, because she wanted to enjoy licking both her hands clean. As she watched the cocks on the screen spurting and the cunts drooling, she could taste the flavors of the real thing on her own hands. After the movie, Ann and Rose talked about it and about the finger-fucking they both received. They giggled and laughed like they did when they were teenagers. The two of them always had a good time together and that night was one of the best.

Ann dropped Rose off and found herself on the freeway once again. She was on her way home after another great day. She had a lot of fun and managed to keep big pricks out of her cant to let the poor thing recover from the night before. When Ann crawled in bed that night, she thought about how lucky she was to be able to pursue her hobby full-time. A lot of money and a beautiful body had made life very pleasant for her. CHAPTER SEVEN The next morning Ann woke up feeling great The sunlight was streaming through her bedroom window and she knew it was going to be a beautiful day. Stretching lazily, Ann decided to treat herself to a long, lazy tub bath.

Ann lay in the tub for a long time. When the water began to cool off, she turned on the hot faucet and heated it up again. Her skin was turning pink and wrinkly and her muscles were turned to icily, but she still didn't want to get out of the tub. As she soaked, the phone rang. Ann picked up her bathroom extension.

It was Jane, her sister. She was going to be in town for a few days and waned to see her. She was with her husband and their son. They made arrangements to meet for dinner.

Ann was glad that her sister and her family were in town. They didn't see each other often and Ann. liked her sister. It seemed that families were always splitting up these days, and Ann thought that was too bad. Well, she would have to get put of the tub before dinner time, anyhow. Until then, though, she could lie there and soak. For a while she even actually fell asleep. When she woke up, she realized that she would have to get out of the tub anyhow; she was getting hungry.

Her hunger overcoming her laziness, she got out of the tub and threw her robe on. As she prowled around the kitchen looking for food, she decided to go out for lunch. It was that or peanut butter and after-dinner mints. She would have to do some shopping soon. When she went into the bedroom to get dressed, she found her wardrobe in the same condition as her pantry: depicted, nothing clean. There was another possibility, though, and it might turn out interesting. If it worked out, she could have her cake, or in this case, her pizza, and eat it, too.

She called her local pizza parlor and ordered their biggest pizza with everything on it. She wrote a note that said, "Please come right in with the pizza," and put it on her door. Then she hopped back in the tub, congratulating herself on her ingenuity. When she was in the tub again, there was nothing to do but soak and wait for her lunch.

Before long, she heard someone enter the front door. "I'm in here," she hollered.

She heard someone walking around and she called out again. Finally a young kid stuck his head in the open bathroom door. He was good-looking but seemed reluctant to come in. She had to tell him to put the pizza down on the table that held a vase full Of flowers. The boy was obviously shy, but he kept stealing glances at her. Her huge tits floating in the tub were quite a sight.

"I don't have any money on me," she said. "Will you be a dear and bring me my purse?" She told him where he would find it.

The boy looked bewildered but interested. Ann could tell he — was drinking up the water from the tub in his imagination to get a better look. She was glad she hadn't used any bubble bath this lime and the water was crystal clear. The boy came back and handed her the purse. Ann gave him money and a big tip. She could feel his gaze on her submerged body.

"Would you like to stay and help mc eat. the pizza?" she asked.

"Gee I just ate a whole one myself a little while ago," he said sadly.

"Well in that case, I guess there's no reason for you "But I guess I could eat a little more," he interrupted. She knew he wasn't going to leave if he didn't have to.

Ann sent him into the kitchen to get a couple of beers. When he came back they began eating the pizza. Between bites, Ann asked him about himself and they carried on a casual conversation. The poor kid had trouble keeping track of what was being said. Ann's naked body was a big distraction. She knew exactly what was going on in his mind, of course, because she had the same thing in her mind. With her experience she was able to remain in control and the boy was about to go nuts. Ann enjoyed his frustration and knew she was going to make it up to him.

She ate piece after piece of pizza while the delivery boy was nibbling on his first piece. Ann sent him after another bottle of beer for each of them. She was in no hurry. When she was full, she wiped her mouth daintily with a napkin.