A Familiar Morning Ritual

You wake from pleasant dreams with the morning sun lightening the curtains in the east windows. You stretch under the duvet and glance around. At the far end of the bed, the bulge under the duvet is Nekane, lying on her back, her head on a pile of pillows, her eyes closed in exhaustion. Between you and her lies Sarka. She’s not under a duvet, instead she’s sprawled on her front, her back to you, her perfect breasts hidden by her body, her long blond hair scattered over the single pillow. Her whole body is there for you to admire; the tattoo that dominates her right shoulder, the smooth shine of her back, her pert ass, her inflamed pussy lips with the dried remnants of your cum staining her pale flesh. You’re almost tempted to wake her up and repeat last night.

You don’t. You leave the sleeping beauties and head to the master bathroom to start the day. As you urinate you hear the side door of the master bathroom open, and someone enter. You recognise the step.

“You on shower duty?” you ask.

“Yes, I’m the lucky girl today,” Anna replies.

You turn round to see Anna in a robe that hides nothing. She hasn’t tied it up, and it hangs open to reveal her naked body. There’s no point in her hiding her naked body. You probably know her body better than you know your own. You’ve spent nearly an entire year feeling it, fondling it, kissing it, licking it. There’s not an inch of her body that hasn’t felt your caress, from the top of her head to the soles of her feet. And she is as familiar with your body as you are with hers.

Your arms slip beneath her robe and pull her towards you. You embrace her and kiss her, and you feel her breasts press against your chest as her lips wrestle with yours. You feel her hands on your back. They slide down to your ass and cup your cheeks. One of her fingers rubs your asshole and you jerk in shock. Anna laughs at that and then disengages. She looks down at where your cock is rising to attention. She raises one eyebrow.

“So Sarka and Nekane didn’t exhaust you.”

“You of all people know that’s impossible. And with a body like that, you know I can’t resist.”

“With a body like that, you know I can’t resist,” she repeats, and then drops to her knees. In no time at all she’s guiding your swelling cock into her mouth. Her tongue licks the shaft, licks the head, before she slips it in. She bobs up and down, before letting it drop from her mouth. She looks up at you.

“Sarka’s taste is stronger, so you had her last. But Nekane’s pussy is still there.” Anna knows the taste of the household almost as well you. “I like the taste of Sarka’s garden. One of my favourites.” She returns your cock to her mouth, sliding it deeper inside her.

“Have you tasted Belka yet?”

“Sweet, isn’t it? I’ve tasted it before, but I haven’t had a chance to reacquaint myself with it, yet. Gloria’s been hogging her, although Sybil managed to wangle her way into their bed last night.”

“I’m sure you’ll enjoy tasting it again soon.”

She raises both eyebrows. Then looks at your cock which she’s holding in one hand. “My favourite way of tasting them is like this.” She returns her mouth to your shaft, sliding it all in, her throat opening to accept your entire length. You groan with pleasure. You’re now fully erect.

Feeling this, she disengages. She can’t help but lick your shaft a few more times, as if it was a lollypop. Then she stands. She slips off the robe and hangs it on a hook by the door.

“Just as well you took that off,” you tell her. “Because I was about to drag you into the shower with it on and ravage you.”

“You have a dirty mind.”

“And you love it.”

She laughs. Then she reaches over and grabs your wrist and pulls you towards the shower. “Come, if I can’t get your mind clean, I might as well get your body clean.”