It was around five in the morning when I stumbled sleepily into the kitchen. As usual, my two cats, Boris and Natasha, had poked and prodded and gotten me up way too early just so I would feed them that foul smelling gruel they called cat food. I warned Annie last night that this would probably happen. As this was Annie's first time visiting in ages and she was one of my oldest and dearest friends I had offered to let her have the bed while I slept downstairs on the couch but she wouldn't hear of it. Thus, after completing my destined task, I found myself poking around in the fridge looking for early morning munchies when all of a sudden Annie wandered into the kitchen wearing a floor-length terrycloth robe and yawning.
"Aw, Jeez. I'm sorry," I apologized. "I tried to be quiet. It's just that I can never get back to sleep once I feed the cats."
Her eyes only half open, she proffered what sounded like a perfectly logical solution. "Try feeding them just before you go to bed. Then maybe they won't be hungry at this time of morn....Uhhhhhh!...morning." Her yawn was contagious.
"Actually, I have tried that," I yawned back, " but it doesn't have any effect at all. They still show up like clockwork. I haven't actually needed my alarm clock in months, y'know?"
She plopped her head down sleepily on my shoulder and looked up at me. "Hiya, handsome," she smiled. "Long time no see."
"Yeah."
"You know," she continued, "maybe the whole cat thing just has to do with pussies being hungry this time of morning. Mine usually is, too."
"I didn't know you had a cat back home," I said sincerely, too tired to catch the innuendo.
"I don't," she said with a wink.
I laughed. It wasn't an unusual reference for her to make. We both enjoyed a good dirty, flirty remark. Annie and I had been intimate off and on over the years but mostly off recently as she had been living out of town. Still, I was more than a bit surprised when she untied the belt from her robe, letting it fall open to reveal a tiny, scarlet, silk-like teddy. She leaned up to kiss me. I pushed the robe off her shoulders and she let it fall to the floor as I grasped her tight muscular butt cheeks and drew her to me. There was no questioning. I knew instinctively what she wanted. I nibbled her long neck and she moaned into my ear. I worked my fingers up inside the teddy and her white cotton panties to find her squishy pussy. Then I had my fun rubbing, pressing, poking and fondling it before feeling my way to her rubbery clit and bouncing it back and forth between my thumb and forefinger. Her mouth fell open. Hating to waste it, I slipped my tongue inside her sweet lips and she clamped down hard on it, sucking it as deeply as it could go into her mouth. When I finally could free myself, I went back to the neck, sucking and biting and nuzzling that perfect little valley between her head and shoulders. All the while, her fingers rubbed my back hard. My own fingers played with her lower lips and clit, making her much juicier down there. I began sort of vibrating my finger on her now very prominent clit and she urged me on with breathless moaning. Soon enough, she bit my ear and cried shrill little cries. She tried to push me away but I didn't stop. In fact, I wet the middle finger of my other hand between her legs and slipped it deep up into her ass and wiggled it. Her eyes opened wide and she grinned at me like I had just done something very, very naughty. In less than another minute, she grunted a loud guttural sound, her legs wobbled and she would most likely have fallen to the floor but for my fingers between her legs holding her up.
"Stop! Oh, my God, stop, please! I have GOT to sit down." Her breathing was quite fast and her face was a deep red as she plopped into a kitchen chair. "Oh, shit! I have never had two so close before. What the FUCK did you do to me, you bastard?"
"Oh, now is that fair?" I grinned, clearly proud of my efforts. "I mean, you certainly seemed to be enjoying it at the time." With that I made a show of sniffing my fingers and then licking her sharp, tangy juices off of them.
