Fixing Up Annie's Cabin - Sex Stories

Fixing Up Annie's Cabin

... haven't done these physical acts before, but because we haven't done them together. I'm pretty sure a clear mind won't change the way we feel, but we owe it to ourselves to be sure. Let's talk this out over coffee in the morning and make sure we're both OK with where this is going.

"Of course you're right Annie, but I'm so worked up, I don't know if I'll get any sleep tonight!"

"Yeah, me too. Luckily, I just put a fresh set of batteries in my trusty old friend, so I think I can handle things on my own for one night. And from the looks of things, you should be able to take care of things alright yourself!" She said as she gently padded my crotch.

We got up, moved the logs around to kill the fire and started to walk back inside. She slipped her arm around my back and we strode inside together. Once inside we put some things away and started turning out the lights.

"At least tonight I won't have to be so careful to keep the noise down like I usually do," she said.

"That's pretty hot Annie, I'm not sure if I'll get any sleep tonight if you do that!"

We were making our way to our individual bedrooms when Annie turned to me and grinned, "well this probably won't help either."

With that she lifted up the front of her sweatshirt and exposed her gorgeous breasts to me. It was just a quick glimpse, but it's like my brain took a digital photo of them for posterity. Her full luscious breasts, with just a slight sag to them. They were capped off by generous, ...

... rose-colored areolas.

"I guess I won't be keeping my noise down either1" I joked.

"Good night, Jake, I'll see you in the morning.

"Night Annie, thanks for an amazing evening!"

I was getting ready for bed, wondering what the fuck had just happened. Were my fantasies really coming true or would Annie come to her senses in the morning and say it was all a mistake? As I was brushing my teeth, I knew one thing for sure, my dick would definitely need some attention very soon.

I made my way back to my room and noticed that Annie's door was slightly open. As I passed she said, "have a good night Jake, tomorrow should be a great day." I said goodnight to her too and decided not to shut my door all the way either. I didn't know why, but it seemed like a good idea.

I settled into bed but left the fan in my room turned off -- I really wanted to see if I could hear anything coming from Annie's room. The house was dead quiet and my inkling was soon confirmed when I heard a faint buzzing sound coming from across the hall. Was she really using her vibrator?

Before long I heard some quiet moaning coming from Annie's room and I started stroking my dick listening to her sounds and replaying the view of her tits that she had given me fifteen minutes earlier. This wasn't going to take long; I knew that for sure. She wasn't shaking the rafters, but I could hear that Annie was breathing very hard and must be approaching climax. I heard her exclaim a sharp "oh!" and I was right in sync ...