This is part nine of the Friends series. Each story can be read independently, but the characters and plot line make much more sense if you have read the earlier parts. The series tracks the growth, personally, professionally, and sexually, of a group of friends, all in their mid-twenties. Alan and Lisa are a young married couple. Audrey and Tim were just engaged and are Alan and Lisa's best friends.
This story starts the morning after Tim had brought an adult couples game to dinner the night before, which had led to a sexually active evening in the dining room for the four friends. Audrey and Tim were spending the night because they were moving apartments and didn't have one that was appropriate for sleeping in.
As with most of the chapters, this part is told from Lisa's perspective. It is also a return to Exhibitionism and Voyeurism as a category. This one is also relatively long.
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I wake up to Alan waving a cup of coffee in front of me. He is wearing his bathrobe. I grab the cup, take a sip, and ask, "What's up, Alan? Is everything okay?"
"I have an emergency level of horniness, that's all. I really want to fuck you."
"Well, you did bribe me with coffee. Let me drink a little more of this and then you can start by licking my pussy."
I enjoy a few sips of the coffee and then rotate around so my legs are facing him. He sheds his robe and crouches down with his torso on the bed and his head between my legs. And he begins to lick.
I always start slowly in the morning. Alan knows that and is starting slowly himself, patiently ramping up the intensity. The effort is paying off; my libido is waking up and I start to respond, moaning softly. My moans are rewarded with an increase in the stimulation he gives, increasing my moans. This virtuous cycle soon has me moaning loudly until my climax is announced with a short sharp shriek. Loud enough, I bet, to wake up our guests in the other bedroom.
Alan is now amped up beyond control. He climbs up on the bed over top of me to give me a passionate kiss. I can taste my own pussy on his lips. He reaches down with one hand and gropes a boob and pinches its nipple. He stops kissing long enough to say, "I want you, I need you now."
He pulls his hips back, positioning the tip of his cock at my pussy. I reach a hand down and guide the shaft in, easily sliding it between my wet lips. He is eager enough, he is not going to take long. I leave my hand down in my pussy, rubbing my clit, not wanting to be left behind. He is driving in and out of me; my cunt grasps his cock on each exit, trying to prevent the escape, only to be rewarded a moment later by the return of its desire.
We are both grunting loudly now, and neither of will last long. Alan announces his release first with a loud low moan. He is still feverishly pumping in and out of me as he fills my cunt. His fervor has fallen, but he is still stroking in and out when I reach my second orgasm a minute later. I am quieter this time, but this felt good. My cunt is still clutching his withering penis, when he finally pulls out of me.
Just then, I start to hear moaning and groaning coming from the next bedroom. And squeaks of the bed. We really should fix that bed to be quieter. And I guess we did wake them up. They have woken me up two of the last three Sundays, so this is only fair.
Alan heads in for his shower. I briefly consider joining him, but I am sated for the morning. And I still have my bribe sitting on the night stand. I sit up and grab the cup. The coffee is no longer piping hot, but we were quick enough that it is still a nice drinking temperature.
I sit in bed, drinking my coffee, listening to the sounds of the ecstasy of my best friends in the next room over. I think about the game Tim had brought to dinner last night. It was a sex game he had ordered online, one that he thought fit well with the rules the four of us had agreed to.
For most of the game, all four of us were nude and had to regularly do penalties with someone else, frequently our partner, but occasionally a person from the other couple. The penalties ranged from relatively innocuous like kissing, hugging and rubbing shoulders to Tim eating out his fiancé Audrey and Alan fucking me at the end of game. Little of the real action was cross-couple; we don't allow cross-couple intercourse, so that was off-limits anyway. My most intimate moments were when Tim caressed my ass and when I caressed Audrey's while Alan sucked on my nipples.
Alan was so horny after the game, that I had to give him a blow job so we could go to sleep. And he apparently was still horny enough this morning to need wake me up.
I have finished my coffee now and it sounds like our guests have finished their romp as well. I grab my kimono and go out to the kitchen. I think it is a two cup morning. I will shower a little later.
As I come by the guest suite, Audrey is coming out. She didn't even bother putting anything on. "I thought I smelled coffee," she says.
I put an arm around her waist and we walk out together, in search of the liquid of life. We sit at the kitchen table with our now full cups. Her pussy, always open and luscious, is now in full bloom, obviously having just been fucked. By Tim's massive cock no less.
"Did you mean to wake us up?" she asks.
"You two seemed to enjoy my wake-up call. It was not my idea though. Alan was so horny this morning, he woke me up with a bribe of coffee and a demand for sex. Thursday mornings are going to be interesting for a while I think."
"And it could have been much more interesting than it was," she says, "We barely did anything cross-couple and we had just started on the interesting cards when you two started fucking."
"We were at least fucking because of the rules of the game," Alan says. He had just come in, fully dressed. He gives me a kiss then walks over to Audrey, giving her a kiss and a hand in her pussy. She rubs his cock through his pants.
"Hey, not allowed until Tim is in here!" I say. "A rule's a rule."
"Spoil sport," Audrey says.
"Just what was she spoiling?" Tim asks, also arriving, now dressed in just jeans and a tee.
"They were getting kind of handsy in their morning greeting," I say, tattling on them.
"In one sense, I can't blame Alan when she looks as inviting as she does sitting there," Tim says, "But he needs to remember that I know karate and jealousy can be a powerful motivator."
We all laugh.
Alan has a cinnamon roll and his mandatory fresh fruit, while Tim just has a cinnamon roll before they are both off, Alan to work and Tim to pack up his apartment. They both usually head to work earlier than Audrey or I do. We work together and I am driving us both in this morning. Audrey and I are having dinner together this evening and then I will help her unpack into their new apartment so they can stay there tonight. Alan now works late on Thursdays and Tim has aikido, so we make it a girl's night most Thursdays.
"You want the shower first?" I ask Audrey.
"I guess so," she says, standing up. "I did tell Tim about our fun with my goody drawer. That's what actually started us up last night, which I suspect you heard."
"I was giving Alan a blow job when the sounds came through, to be honest. But he was just still amped up by the game. I think it is the first time he has been naked in front of a woman other than me in years. Since before me. Maybe ever"
Audrey has come the long way around the table and is now standing next to me. She reaches down and kisses me passionately. I kiss her back. She reaches under my kimono and starts to finger my pussy. I start to stroke her exposed labia.
Then I stop and say, "We have work to get to. Go take your shower. If we get in early, we can leave early and get more time to make your apartment livable before tonight."
She stands back up and sticks her tongue out at me and then starts to walk away, swaying her hips and ass in an exaggerated fashion. Just before she turns the corner, she stops, legs wide apart and bends over to wave at me looking back through her legs. As she stands, she runs her hand through her pussy and then licks her fingers, just before she disappears around the corner.
God, she is insatiable. She was just fucked by Tim not half an hour ago. Not counting twice more last night, less than ten hours ago. No wonder Tim says she will be the death of him.
I clean up from breakfast and then head back into my bedroom. No need to attract another walk by seduction while still wearing my kimono. When I hear the guest shower turn off, I start mine. I would love to soak for a while, but I also want to get into work. I am soon dried, dressed, and ready to go. Audrey is already waiting for me, in her prim and proper work attire.
On the way out to the car, Audrey says, "I have an idea for Michelle. I want to try challenging her with devising a spin plan for the transition from the old partners to us. Try to turn the possible negative perception of losing that vast experience into a positive."
"Do you think she will go for it?"
"She definitely has an ego and likes to show off where she can. And she really is good at understanding spin and working PR. That is why she is so valuable to cities when they are facing a crisis. I hope getting her to focus on how to use her genius for things for the company itself. That might put her mindset into working for the company's good."
"Let's hope it works"
After a while, I say, "What do we want to do with lunch today. I don't have a great need to have a private talk with you at this point -- we do get dinner tonight too. We could invite Marty or Michelle or both or just skip lunch altogether. Maybe eat at our desks and leave even earlier to get more unpacking done?"
"Let's go for that last option unless Michelle wants lunch today."
I dig back into the sales leads. I am starting to find my list of top targets. I am about to go check with Marty about his thoughts when Audrey pops back in. "Let's go for a walk."
Once outside, she says how things with Michelle went, "She asked me to apologize to you for her. She is working on how to spin this. I suspect either Marty had another talk with her or she realized on her own that she was endangering her promotions with her jack-assery. My bet is on the latter; Marty is giving each of us enough rope to save ourselves if we can."
"I wonder if Marty anointing you as the likely heir to the throne was to set up issues like this. You have some influence and start to build yourself as the leader of our group and he can watch how the dynamics work out. Did Marty foresee this issue and hope you would handle it? If so, you just passed a test with flying colors."
"The flying colors is still up in the air. She could swing back again. I just don't know how to read her yet."
"Why don't we grab lunch to go while we are out, to not signal that something is going on," Audrey suggests.
I grab a salad and an apple and eat them at my desk while I finalize my list of suggested leads to follow and write it up in a message to Marty. Shortly after I hit send, Marty sticks his head in.
"Got a minute," he asks.
"I assume this is about my list."
