As always thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526, the story would not be the same without her input. These are recurring characters but the stories are not in any particular order. I hope you enjoy them. Comments and voting is highly encouraged.
The room was dark and quiet, only the soft white noise of the ceiling fan was audible. Fiona awoke with a gasp. She sat up and looked around. The surroundings were familiar; dressers, desk, chair. She knew she was in her bedroom. Frank was sprawled out on the bed beside her, completely naked and fast asleep. Her dream had been so real, so intense, so arousing, but it was quickly fading from her memory. It was about sex, her erect nipples and wet pussy were evidence of that. She could remember that she had more than one partner, that almost every inch of her body was being touched, caressed, kissed or penetrated. What she could not recall was by whom. Fiona could not even remember if her lovers were men or women.
She reclined on the bed and put her hand between her legs, then looked over at Frank. She would have a use for him in a moment, but right now she wanted satisfaction. She did not want to wait for Frank to shake off his peaceful slumber. She put one hand on her breast, slowly dragging her fingers over the round shape. She softly squeezed the firm flesh. A bit of her dream flashed into her memory, the feeling of hands and mouths covering her tits, and then was gone. Fiona's fingers pinched her nipple. It felt like a marble, hard and round, but with a slight rougher texture. She brought her other hand from between her legs and put it on her breast, repeating her actions. These fingers were wet and slippery, giving a slightly different sensation as her swollen nipple popped out from between her thumb and forefinger as she applied pressure.
The desire to have something between her legs was irresistible. Fiona slid her hand down her body until it rested on the neatly trimmed patch of hair that covered her mound. Her fingers crept towards her wet slit very slowly; she was taunting herself, enjoying the anticipation of what would happen next.
As the peaceful embrace of sleep slipped away Frank became aware of his surroundings. He could hear the sound that woke him, Fiona moaning quietly. He smiled and slowly turned his head. It was too dark to see her very well, so he relied on his sense of hearing to discover what she was doing. It might be the rare treat to see Fiona in the throes of a sex dream. The best were the ones where she talked in her sleep. Hearing Fiona beg to be fucked was an experience he cherished, especially when she was calling out a woman's name.
The next sound Frank heard told him it was not a dream. He heard the soft, wet sound of Fiona sliding a finger in and out of her dripping wet pussy. Frank felt his cock become erect so fast he thought it might crack like a whip. He remained perfectly still, struggling to keep his breathing slow and steady. He did not want to do anything to interrupt her. An ache spread down the length of his throbbing erection and the desire to begin stroking his cock was almost unbearable, but he somehow managed to remain motionless. Frank had no doubt that drops of pre-cum were already seeping out of his cock as he listened to Fiona's breathing become rapid and shallow. The sound emanating from between her legs increased in tempo and volume. A loud sigh followed by a quiet whimper announced the arrival of her orgasm, and the noise slowly tapered off.
Fiona suddenly had the feeling she was being watched.
"Frank?" she whispered softly.
"Yes," he answered in an equally hushed tone.
"How long have you been awake?" she asked.
"Long enough to enjoy the show," he replied.
"Did it make you horny?" she asked.
"Like you would not believe, if you had gone on much longer I probably would have come too," Frank replied.
"Well that would have been a waste, lay on your stomach, let's see if we can make this last a little bit longer," Fiona said. Although she wasn't burdened with a refractory period like men, Fiona preferred to have a bit of time between orgasms. When Frank had rolled over she straddled his legs and began to run her hands along his body.
Frank lay still as Fiona pressed her breasts against him. She started just above his hips; applying just enough pressure to make her swollen nipples dig into his skin. Frank moaned as he felt her slither up his back until her tits were just below his shoulder blades. He could feel her warm breath on the back of his neck.
"I am so fucking horny," Fiona whispered, as she ran her tongue along the edge of Frank's ear.
Frank moaned in reply. He could feel her pressing her sex against his hip bone. It felt hot and wet. Frank's cock ached to be inside her, but he wasn't about to interrupt the exquisite teasing she was delivering. Fiona lifted her breasts off his body and started over, this time sucking on his earlobe.
"Do you want to fuck me with your big, hard cock?" Fiona asked.
"Uh-huh," Frank replied, his vocabulary suddenly failing him.
"But not quite yet, I want to have a bit more fun with you," Fiona teased.
Fiona raised her upper body slightly, so that her nipples just barely touched Frank's skin. Then she began to grind her pussy against Frank's hip. It was just enough movement to make her tits sway back and forth. The combination of her nipples rubbing on this back and her clit rubbing on his ass stoked the ashes of her faded climax. She realized she could probably get off like this, but would probably be too tired to enjoy Frank's cock if she did. Fiona decided a bit more teasing would suffice.
"I am so wet right now," she whispered in Frank's ear.
"Oh baby, I want you so much right now it hurts," Frank replied, feeling like his balls were about to explode.
