On a bright sunny weekday morning in the country, Anita, Ames's new neighbor of the last several months, was up early making breakfast for the both of them. Her tuneful humming to the soothing morning melodies emanating from the radio fills the kitchen, as does the aroma of fresh made coffee.
There was a soft knock on the kitchen door. It's not unusual for Anita to have close friends dropping by unexpectedly at any time of the day or night.
"C'mon in, the door's open." Anita calls out cheerfully as she cuts some fresh vegetables for the omelets.
As it opens, the century old door makes a faint creaking sound. In steps a petite fair-skinned Caucasian beauty with dark, straight hair and a black see-through crop top. Her crisp white runners with white laces complement the look, her red shorts add a playful and daring element to her outfit.
"Hey Anita, Ooh... Anita, you have the most deliciously looking ass. The well built woman compliments. Anita, her 31-year-old best forever friend and sidekick is standing bare footed at the kitchen counter wearing nothing more than an emerald green apron. Anita is slim, articulate, wise and well-tanned, with soft wavy honey-blonde hair which is tussled from her previous night of debauchery and slumber.
The visitor sets her small shiny black purse on the table, goes down behind Anita, kisses and licks each of her silky smooth cheeks. Anita lays her knife on the counter and glances behind her just as her 29-year-old visitor stands up again. They look affectionately into each others eyes, the two ladies laugh and embrace; grope and kiss. To say they are excited to see each other after several long months of separation would be an understatement.
"Mmm... Good morning Raven, I love your top. Your boobs really fills it out, your nipples look perky too." Anita places her hand on Raven's bare shoulders then down to her ample breasts. She fondles them over the thin, stretchy, hosiery like material. "Damn, you've got a nice rack. I'm officially jealous of you. My tits are so small, and yours are big."
"Hey, don't knock your itty bitty's, Honey. When we get old yours will be perky and still catch the guys. Mine, on the other hand...well...you know, will sag and probably chase them away." Raven's voice is light and pleasant. She snickers, pursing her lips on one side.
"True, I guess." Thoughts of their old age race through Anita's mind and she shudders before picking up the knife and resuming her cutting. "Would you like some breakfast?"
"Damn right I do, you're such a talented cook, you have a real gift for cooking, I miss it. "Raven replies. She steps back and takes a seat at the table, removes her phone from her purse and checks for messages. "So, how do you like living in the country?"
"I'm happy out here Raven," While pouring coffee Anita confesses. "I really do miss you and I wish you'd move out here too. It's so peaceful, the only sounds I hear are dogs barking, the occasional mooing cow from across the road. Oh, the odd car or truck driving up or down the road. I was tired of the hustle and bustle of city life, you know the noise and unfriendly people."
"Have you got a job, Anita?" Raven enquires as she is handed a cup of coffee.
"Well, it's certainly not what I went through university for; but I started at the feed store almost two months ago. I really like it there. The lady that runs her father's mill and the store is a little bit older but she's just as horny as I am. The men are really handsome around here and even more horny!
Anise, my boss, and I have gone out a few times, spent the night together. She also arranged for us to meet up with a couple of her young handsome farm customers from the store. Unfortunately, I didn't get laid. But, I sure got hot and bothered by Gary, the one guy she set me up with. He was exceptionally good with his hands and he seemed to enjoy getting me off for most of the night in his pickup down by the river." Anita sighs.
"Oh, I'm so happy for you, Anita." Raven expresses herself. "Do you walk around like this all the time or only when you're getting ready for work? Don't get me wrong, you and I used to run around like this when we lived together in the dorm. I enjoyed the freedom. I simply wish I could do it now in my house. If I did, the neighbors would probably complain and call the cops, especially the men's wives."
"That's the beauty of this place, you can run around with your tits hanging out here all day and masturbate in any room in the house, nobody cares. You don't have a house two feet away on top of you where they can stare in the window. Not that I ever cared if anyone saw me naked. It's like you said, some people just don't like it." Anita says as she steps back to the counter and continues chopping.
"Mmm...that sounds like paradise, Anita." Raven coos.
"Hey, do you remember Chrystal from my old office where I worked part-time after classes and Jenny from the grocery store?"
Raven nods, "Yeah, they were the one's we had the threesomes with, why?"
"A couple of weeks ago they came out for a visit and spent a night here. Not the same night, mind you." Anita admitted. "Anise and I also spent the night with a couple girls we met in the bar downtown.
"Have you been properly fucked by any of the men around here yet?"
A second or two passes since Raven asks that question, a clothe-less and attractive, muscular man with short dark hair approximately 5'7 tall steps into the room, completely unaware of Raven's presence at the table. His cock is rigid and he moves stealthily behind Anita, bends her over and slides his dick into her warm, hairless pussy.
"Oooh Ames, not so damn hard, eh." Anita winces and grumbles, but she lets him have his way with her for a few minutes before motioning to the table. "Ames, stop, Ames... Ames, stop, stop, look.... we have company."
"Damn it Ames, aren't you a horny bastard." Anita laughs heartily as she frees herself from his clutches and adjusts her apron to cover her breasts.
"C'mere, I'd like you to meet my best forever friend and ex-roommate, Raven."
Ames takes a step forward, stands boldly in front of her with a full hard on, and extends his hand. "Glad to meet you Ma'am."
"To answer your question," Anita interrupts, chuckling. "Yes, I have met a few men. This is one of them, meet Ames, he's the owner of those cows I mentioned mooing across the road."
Ames' grin and charisma are like a dream, she loses herself in his attraction and is at a loss for words. She mumbles. "Umm...nice to see you, all of you."
Raven eyes are fixated on the 40 something male's larger girth. She admires the intrinsic network of veins running the length of his penis.
Raven wants to reach for Ames' erection, but has second thoughts, fearing Anita or him might object. Instead, she shakes his hand, erring on the side of caution.
"It's all right Honey, you can hold his cock. I know you want to." Anita points and gestures giving Ames a handjob.
"You mean, right now!" Raven's sweet, innocent dark eyes bulge with disbelief. "But we just met."
"Mmm...mmm, sure why not? Ames and I had sex a half hour after we met." Anita smiles as she reaches over and pulls Raven's top down. "Go ahead Ames, play with her tits. They're soft and beautiful aren't they?"
Ames nods, "She's one fine looking gal there."
"Oooh, your cock feels so hard, it's big too." Raven blushes and purrs as she gently squeezes it. She lusts for his cock as she slides her petite hands along his meaty shaft. "Can I suck on it too,?!?"
With a genuine smile, Anita encourages Raven, "Do anything you want; in fact, why don't you hop up on the table and enjoy?"
"Really?" Raven looks at the both of them with skepticism, anticipating it to be some kind of joke or a catch.
Ames takes both of her hands in his and pulls Raven up from the chair. He gently wraps his strong arms around her tiny waist, feeling her warm, soft skin and bosoms against his hairless chest as he guides her next to the table.
Anita runs her fingers along the inside of the crotch of Raven's shorts and pulls them down her ankles. Anita helps Raven further by removing her shoes. She picks her clothing off the floor and places everything in a corner of the room.
Raven yanks her tube top down the rest of the way and twirls the top around her index finger a few times before flinging it on her other garments. She snatches her handbag off the table and tosses it into the corner where it lands with a faint thump. Raven casually rubs her breasts and lower front while eyeing Ames' swollen pink member as if it were a delicious piece of chocolate calling out her name.
"Hmm-mm, wow Raven, your bush has gotten a lot thicker since the last time we got together." Anita raises her brows in wonder as she grabs a tiny handful of her thick hairs between her smallish fingers. "Do you like her hairy pubes, Ames?"
"Whoo wee, Damn right I do, I love me a hairy woman." Ames answers smacking his lips.
"Now you tell me." Anita throws her hand up with slight frustration and pulls her apron aside exposing her untanned womanly region. "Would you really mind if mine was bushy too?"
"Uh-uh, nope not all." Ames nods with his mouth open then reaches down rubbing Anita's smooth clit and plants a kiss on her lips. "But I still love you just the way you are."
"I guess I won't shave for awhile then." Anita lifts an eyebrow, tilts her head slightly, shrugs, kisses Ames again, and motions for him and Raven to continue.
Ames effortlessly lifts the little five-foot-tall, 100-pound beauty to the table's top, where she lays on her back, eagerly spreading her legs wide.
Anita stands next to her attractive neighbour, one arm around his waist, the other running a couple fingers into the folds of Raven's pinkish clit. "Holy shit, your sopping wet down there."
"Ha Ha, I'm always wet." Ravens comes back.
Ames leans over Raven, squeezes her plump breasts, and sucks on each of her pink erect nipples. They kiss for what seems like an eternity. Raven gasps as she feels his enormous member stretching her moistened tunnel and her sweet liquid as it drips down.
Raven digs her bright red fingernails into the middle aged farmer's muscular arms like an eagles talons as he makes slow and passionate love to her.
Anita stands beside the table and pulls out a chair, setting it up against the wall. As their lips touch, Anita's beautiful honey-blonde hair sweeps playfully over Raven's forehead and cheeks with gentle touches.
Anita looks at Ames with desire in her eyes. She knows she won't get to enjoy him this time, but she knows this encounter could turn this into a life long relationship and she's okay with that sacrifice.
