Saturday morning.

Simon woke alongside Anna the next morning, and lay there a little while studying the beauty of the young woman sleeping beside him. There was a look of serene satisfaction on her face, and he smiled as he recalled their first encounter last night.

Suddenly, her eyes flashed open and her demeanour changed instantly when she saw him. Where there had been a calm, peaceful quietness about her face, there was now an intense, fierce and lustful look in her shining hazel eyes.

She pouted at him, and said, “Good morning, Simon! I hope you are well rested; you promised me a lively weekend, and I intend to hold you to it!”

“And I intend to fulfil my promises, Anna. I am a man of my word. But I think I only promised to count the ways I love you, so we need to agree some priorities, I think. First of all I need a shower, but you need to show me the way around your apartment; all we did last night was come straight to your bedroom!”

She reached under the covers, to feel Simon's body, and stroke from his chest down over his belly, until her fingers danced along his soft cock, then down one thigh. Her sharp nails scraped up the inside of his thigh, and she toyed with his balls, while she rested her head on his chest.

Simon laughed and said, “Don't go too far, too fast, Anna! We need to pace ourselves, so lets get to the shower and talk about the day ahead.”

Reluctantly, Anna sat up in the bed and threw the covers aside. She clambered over Simon's body in a pretence of getting out of bed, but took slow sensual pleasure in doing so, and gave him a kiss on the lips as she rose to stand by the bed. She held out her hand for him to take and turned towards the door, leading him along behind her.

She led him a short distance to the bathroom; they were both naked, and Simon's senses were on high alert in this strange, unknown apartment. She had told him that her flat-mate was away, but Simon could hear definite sounds of movement around the lower floor, and asked whether they were truly alone now.

“Don't worry about that,” said Anna, “Emma and I know each other very well, and I'm sure its already been noted that I have 'company', so we won't be interrupted.”

She led Simon into a luxurious bathroom, with a vast shower and wet-room area. The water was hot and plentiful, and there was plenty of space for the two of them. In fact, there was much more space than they truly needed, because they clasped each other close together under the overhead shower.

The water flowed over them as they kissed, and Anna pressed her soft breasts against Simon's body. She soaped them lightly and slid them back and forth, up and down, the pink nipples now hardening against Simon's chest, while her soapy hands slid down his back and pulled his hips against hers.

He soaped her body thoroughly, his hands sliding easily over her, and his long fingers probing everywhere, while their kisses got ever deeper and more passionate.

Anna looked up at him and said, “I'll have to make sure your cock is clean after last night's exertions, Simon!” She dropped to her knees and took Simon between her hands, soaping his balls and stroking his ever-growing cock into full hardness.

“There!” she said, “That is magnificent, Simon. Are you ready to start counting yet?”

“I think we should start from last night, don't you?” said Simon, “So our next effort will only be our second of the weekend.”

He pressed her against the wet tiled wall, his cock reaching up against her belly, while she draped her arms over his shoulders and linked her hands behind his neck. His slippery cock moved against her, and her slippery breasts moved against him.

His hands slid down her flanks, over her hips, and he bent slightly to run them down the back of her thighs, pulling her hard against him. It was clear what he wanted, and Anna wanted it too.

She pressed against him, slightly bending her legs to allow him to raise her thighs around him, and slide her body up the tiled wall, while she pulled his shoulders towards her.

As she rose up the wall, Simon's hard cock sprang free between her legs, and the head nuzzled against her pussy lips. She wriggled against him, urging him to enter her, but for a moment or two he held her suspended above his manhood, while she pressed his face between her breasts.

The water flowed down between them as Simon slowly lowered her onto his cock, and she gasped as he went ever deeper inside her, wriggling to explore all the sensations inside her.

Finally, she was fully impaled, and sandwiched against the shower wall, and she squealed as her throbbing clit pressed hard against the root of Simon's cock. She shuddered throughout her body as they stood still there together, just enjoying the merging of their bodies into each other.

After a few moments of appreciating that pleasure, Simon took Anna's weight, and she wrapped her legs tightly around his hips, holding him deep inside her. He stood back from the shower wall, and slowly stepped carefully across the bathroom, carrying Anna clamped to him like a limpet.

Every gentle step caused sensational feelings deep inside Anna. The subtle shifts of pressure inside her, as Simon's cock explored her depths, were preparing her for an ecstatic climax, if only he would thrust into her. She tried to wriggle on his cock, and even to lift herself up and down, but it was not enough.

Anna shouted out, “Fuck me, Simon! For God's sake fuck me!”

He carried her a step or two further, allowing him to rest her ass on the washstand, and withdraw his cock ready to plunge into her. Anna threw back her head, and raised her knees, praying that Simon would thrust deeply into her.

After a moments pause, he did just that, and the collision of their bodies caused her to squeal loudly, not just once, but again and again as he slammed hard into her. Her legs were spread and her pussy was spread wide, to accommodate the thick cock which plunged into her over and over again.

In a matter of minutes, they were both gasping with the effort, but Anna could not delay any longer, and wrapped herself around Simon, shaking and shivering with orgasmic release on his thrusting cock.

That triggered Simon's release too, and he stopped after one last thrust into her. They both shook as his cum pulsed up through his cock and shot deep inside her. It seemed like an endless flow, but eventually it did subside, while their mouths locked in passionate, tongue-twisting embrace.

Simon lowered Anna from the washstand, and she stood in front of him on shaking legs. She looked up into his eyes, and he thought she seemed almost tearful, so he hugged her close and asked if she was OK.

She was certainly OK, she said, but was feeling a bit emotionally overwhelmed by their second engagement of the weekend.

“We may think of another way, Simon,” she said, “but I can't believe we'll improve on THAT! It was the most sensational fuck I've had since.... well, since last night!” she laughed.

Simon said, “ We mustn't start giving marks out of ten, Anna!” he said. “We should enjoy each occasion as a unique experience, to be enjoyed for itself, not compared.”

“You're right, of course,” said Anna, “but I think maybe we need another shower now! Then we can take stock of the day ahead. I think we've missed Breakfast, but perhaps a Saturday Brunch would be in order?”

They quickly and clinically showered again, and Anna led Simon back to her room.

Simon needed to return to his own apartment briefly, for a change of clothes and some bathroom articles, so Anna said she'd prepare some Brunch for his return. He was a little unsettled when she also said she'd introduce him to her flat-mate, Emma, when he got back.

Saturday afternoon.

Simon returned quickly- his apartment was only a street or two away- with his necessary items.

He was introduced to Emma, who was similar in age to Anna, and clearly in a similarly professional and well-paid role. She was dressed immaculately, even though she was at home on a Saturday!

She was also shapely, but with dark blonde hair to her shoulders, and bright blue eyes, beneath arched brows. She was just a little shorter than Anna, with slightly more pronounced hips and breasts.

Simon was not at all sure how much Anna had confided to her friend before he had returned for Brunch, so he was cautious in his comments, but clearly Emma was aware that they had spent Friday night together at the apartment. She also recognised that Anna was happy and enervated in his company, and was pleased for her friend.

It was clear that she was also highly amused by his presence, and probably at his discomfiture, and she teased Simon about whether he had had a good shower this morning. He was sure she had heard them.

After their meal, Anna took Simon by the hand, and said, “ We are going to... rest now, Emma. We will see you later.”

Emma's eyebrows arched even more, and she smiled as they headed up the stairs again, noting Simon's hand casually helping Anna's ass up the steps.

When they reached Anna's room again, she asked whether Simon was prepared to continue, and suggested mutual soixante-neuf as a delightful way to spend a Saturday afternoon.

He agreed, but emphasised that, in his experience, simultaneous action was less satisfying than alternating attention.

Simon said he absolutely adored giving oral (and Anna trembled inside as she heard him say that) but had to concentrate fully on it, without any distraction. He also wanted to receive her oral attention, of course, but suggested that that could follow later.

Anna was delighted to agree, and they each undressed the other sensually, as they had done last night. By the time they were both naked, Anna was wet and her pink pussy lips were pouting openly, while Simon's cock was again hard and throbbing, pointing vertically to the sky, with a drop of pre-cum leaking from the swollen tip.

Simon guided Anna to sit on the edge of the bed, and laid her body back, spreading her thighs, while he kneeled between them. His focus was entirely on Anna's pussy, but first he stroked one inner thigh from her knee to her pouting lips, while his tongue licked up the other thigh, to the same destination. She gasped when his finger and tongue reached her pussy simultaneously.

This was repeated with finger and tongue switching to the other thighs, and then repeated again and again.

Eventually, Anna could not bear to wait any longer, and grasped Simon's head the next time it reached her pussy, forcing him against her. He freed himself but took the hint!

While his pointed tongue lapped up each side of her pussy, spreading the outer lips wide, one hand pressed upwards on her mound, to expose her clit, while the other used his long fingers to probe between her inner lips, and part them wide.

Her dark inner depths were now exposed to his close-up view, and he could see her liquid honey oozing from her, lubricating the entire area and coating his fingers with slick juice. He spread it up and down her pussy lips, and circled her clit with his fingertips, while she squeaked with each stroke and rocked her hips against him.

Finally, he delved his tongue as deep as he could inside her vagina, swirling it around the clenching rim, before moving his mouth to clamp over her clit.

While he sucked and circled her clit with his lips and tongue, one long finger, then two, were probing inside her, stretching her open, moving steadily in and out of her, and curling up inside her to find her most sensitive spots.

She began to groan and gasp as her orgasm built to a climax; Simon joined her rhythm, with his tongue and fingers, while she rocked her hips back and forth against him, with increasing speed and urgency.

Much as she wished this could continue forever, it clearly could not, and her groans turned to louder and louder moans, following each other more and more quickly, until she was issuing one long, loud, never-ending sound. The sound trembled as she began to shake, and her arms and legs thrashed wildly about her, until a sudden silence and stillness fell upon her. Her orgasm peaked, and it was as though she had fallen off a cliff, and was suspended in mid-air, floating in nothingness.

Simon stood back, pleased with the outcome of his work, and watched Anna slowly recover herself. She was largely still, almost comatose, but an occasional violent tremor wracked her body, and her limbs jerked. Gradually, though, these spasms subsided and she lay totally still, her eyes closed.

When they opened, the first thing she saw was Simon's hard cock, throbbing and waiting for her touch.

She sat up on the edge of the bed and grinned up at Simon, saying “You are a devilish being, Simon! That took me to places I have never visited before, but I hope to go there again... perhaps another time?”

“Certainly,” said Simon, “but right now, I need to cum, and urgently! There is no need for ceremony. Just get me off as quickly as you can, or my balls will explode after all that arousal.”

Anna duly leant forwards and grasped his hard member, forcing it downwards so that she could take it into her willing mouth. When the head was inside her, she looked up at him and raised her eyebrows, then clamped her mouth tightly round the base of the head, and sucked as hard, and as noisily as she could. Her pointed tongue circled him and probed the tip of his cock.

For Simon, the feelings were exquisite, and he had to fight to resist thrusting his cock deep into her throat. He stood there, luxuriating in the attention she administered to him, but it was not long at all before he felt the dam was about to burst.

He groaned and clasped Anna's head in his hands, unable to resist pushing further inside her mouth now. She remained clamped tightly around him, with one tight hand sliding up and down the shaft, and the other gripping his balls, until she felt the pulses begin.

Simon and Anna both froze motionless when the cum began to flow. She blinked with each pulse as it hit the back of her throat, and threatened to choke her, but she swallowed every drop, in great gulps.

Simon's legs were shaking as he emptied himself into her, until she could release him from her mouth. As she did so, a few stray dribbles of white, salty cum escaped from her lips and dribbled down her chin. She released Simon's cock from her grip, and expertly scooped up the wayward dribbles, to return them to her mouth, and swallow with a beaming smile.

They lay alongside each other awhile, until Anna said, “I can't say I'm hungry, Simon, after that! But I did tell Emma we'd go out for dinner with her this evening. Is that OK with you? I could make our excuses if you want, but she is my closest friend and she's keen to know more about you.”

Simon roused himself and nodded agreement, a little unenthusiastically, it must be said.

So they dressed again and emerged from Anna's room, to find Emma ready and waiting. She had booked a table at the little Italian restaurant down the road, and had begun to wonder whether they would come out of Anna's bedroom at all that evening.

She had clearly heard the sounds of their couplings and could only imagine what form their entwinements could have taken, but she could certainly tell that it had all been very pleasurable. Of course, she wanted to know all about it directly from her best friend and her lover, and a dinner together was the perfect way to investigate.

Saturday evening.

They were all dressed smartly for the evening, as they strolled to the venue. Anna wore a black knee-length shift with sparkling jewellery trimmings, and red stilettos matching her red lipstick; Emma had dressed in a white blouse and a very short, electric blue skirt above her long legs, matching her shiny blue stilettos.

As the evening progressed in the small and intimate Italian restaurant, a very great deal of wine flowed. The main instigator of this was Emma, who was naturally inquisitive, but while Simon restrained his drinking, both Emma and Anna let loose in every way and any inhibitions they might have had were cast aside.

The conversation between them became increasingly raucous and raunchy as the wine took effect, while Simon simply listened and took note.

It seemed that Anna and Emma were indeed very good friends. In the absence of male company, they would occasionally comfort each other, though they would not really describe themselves as 'bi-'. They both wanted male company, but a reliable man was difficult to come by, it seemed, and often a month or more of lonely nights would pass.

In those circumstances, they would sometimes sleep together, if only for the pure physical closeness and warmth of another human body. Inevitably, that could often turn into something more of a sexual encounter, and Emma revealed, enthusiastically, that her own greatest pleasure was giving oral.

Immediately, Anna said, “We've done that already today, Emma, and Simon is even better than you!”

Emma retaliated by telling Simon that Anna enjoyed an element of restraint in her sex-play, and asking whether he had discovered that yet? There was a slight frisson of competitiveness between the two, but it was all done in good humour, and both were getting increasingly aroused by the time the trio left the restaurant, on rather unsteady legs.

The cool night air sobered them a little, but they walked home on either side of Simon, cuddling him between them.

When they got back to the apartment, Anna took Emma aside, and whispered urgently and rather conspiratorially to her. Simon wondered what was in hand now, but simply allowed Anna to lead him to her bedroom yet again.

She hugged him tight and whispered that she would love to end the day by being fucked from behind. She rapidly discarded her clothes and stood naked before him. Of course, Simon was very happy to agree, because it was his favourite position of all, allowing him to get deeper than any other position, he thought.

As Anna undressed him, though, she asked if he would mind if Emma watched, but assured him that she would not actively participate. She had lacked male company for a while, and watching them would help her to relieve her own tensions, Anna said.

He had already noticed that the door was still slightly ajar, and deduced that all this was part of the drunken conspiracy he had observed when they returned. Of course, he made no objections, and Anna opened the door to show Emma waiting there, somewhat sheepishly.

She entered somewhat apologetically at first. But when she saw Simon naked and already erect, for the very first time, her jaw dropped.

“My God,” she said, “I can see now why you two have been closeted away here for the past twenty-four hours! Lucky you, Anna! Just ignore me, you two. I will sit here just as quietly as I can, but thanks for letting me in; I won't interfere!”

Simon directed Anna to get on all fours at the end of her bed, while he stood behind her, his cock also standing between the cheeks of her ass. “Anna,” he said, “Emma seemed to think that you enjoyed an element of restraint. Is that right?”

Anna sighed, and said, “Yes, it is true Simon. I have to completely trust a partner to allow that to happen, and of course, I do trust Emma. I think I trust you too, but certainly, with Emma as a witness, I know that I will be safe. So yes, do as you wish.”

Simon had already noted a number of silk scarves around the bedroom, and gathered a handful together. He asked Anna to offer her arms back between her knees. He pulled both her arms firmly back through her legs, pressing her face to the bed, then wrapped a scarf around each wrist, and tied each tightly to the same ankle.

Anna groaned as she realised that she was now totally immobilised, and exposed both to Simon's desires, and to Emma's view. Emma was sitting quietly in the background, but positioned at an angle behind them, with a perfect view of his approach to Anna.

Simon completely forgot about Emma's presence, and focused upon his pleasuring of Anna.

Simply because she was now tied and helpless, Anna became extremely aroused, and her pussy dripped liberally even before Simon touched her. The anticipation was excruciating, as she waited for his first touch- how, where, with what?

Emma reacted in a similar way but tried to contain her moans as one hand fondled her very ample breasts and the other slipped down between her legs. While Simon had tied Anna in place, Emma had quietly removed both her top and her panties, to sit there naked.

Her eyes were focused on the scene before her, so much better than any porn video she could imagine, not only because she knew the participants, but also because she could feel and smell the atmosphere pervading Anna's bedroom now. It was a live sex show, just for her!

Simon approached Anna and slid the length of his cock slowly up and down between the cheeks of Anna's ass, squeezing them together around himself. Then he spread them apart, and forced his cock down to run back and forth along the groove of Anna's wet pussy lips, naturally pressing upwards against them.

Anna desperately tried to angle her hips to capture the head of his cock as it passed her vaginal opening, but Simon would not allow that... yet.

He stood back from her until she demanded that he fuck her, and even then, he teased her by asking if she was sure she was ready, and did she really want his cock inside her? In the end, she was begging him to fuck her...

And so he did.

First he engaged the swollen head between her pussy lips and lodged it inside her vaginal opening, then he slowly inserted the full, thick length while he held her hips firmly still. When his body was pressed tight against her soft ass, and he was fully embedded inside her, she groaned at the feeling of his cock kissing her cervix.

She tried to angle her hips to press his hard shaft against her most sensitive areas, but her freedom of movement was very limited. She was completely at Simon's mercy.

While he rested fully inside her, and made his cock twitch deep inside her, he folded his body forward over her ass and her back, to ask if she was ready to be really fucked now?

She screamed at Simon, and behind him, Emma was almost choking with the effort of restraining herself from joining in, but playing frantically with her clit and plunging fingers in and out of herself.

Simon withdrew the full length of his cock, until the head was in danger of slipping from Anna's pussy, then held her hips firmly, before he gave an almighty thrust up to the hilt, slapping against Anna's ass with a loud smack. Both she and Emma screamed simultaneously, while Simon let out a bellow like a rutting stag.

Time and time again he slammed into her, unable to move while he used her.

The pace increased steadily, and all three were gasping in rhythm with each other as Simon's cock pumped in and out of Anna's captive pussy, dripping her juices down her inner thighs. Emma was in a comparable state under her own ministrations.

Anna shouted, “Cum, Simon, please cum!” and Emma joined in until both were chanting “Cum, cum, cum!” as each stroke thrust inside Anna.

He could wait no longer, and after two or three final, exceptionally fierce thrusts, he stopped still deep inside her, and stood pumping cum into her pussy, just as he had earlier into her mouth.

Both Anna and Emma squealed loudly with the final release, then lapsed into silence as their bodies softened and relaxed. Simon did too, and slowly withdrew his cock from Anna, allowing the cum to run down her inner thighs to the bed.

Emma joined Simon to help release Anna from her silk bindings, and took the opportunity to hug Simon silently and press his naked body against hers. She shivered as she felt the stickiness of his soft cock press against her own naked thigh.

Simon didn't speak either, but rolled alongside Anna, who was still face down, and Emma helped to pull the covers over them both. Without asking, but without demur from either of them, she too slipped under the covers and laid alongside Simon.

They all fell into an exhausted sleep, though Simon couldn't help but hear a familiar song playing quietly in the back of his mind. What was it....? Perhaps he would remember in the morning.