Solomon' Daughters

Chapter 33

Anthony woke to the soft feeling of soft breasts in his palms and the warth of a female back pressed to his chest. As the events flowed back into his mind he absently kneaded the soft globes. Patricia came awake feeling satisfyingly sore. At the feeling of his carressing she moaned in protest.

"Didn't you get enough last night," she whined at him but leaned forward to increase the pressure on her breasts.

"I could go a few more times," he whispered in her ear while he rubbed his erection between her legs. At the feeling of his c**k rubbing her entrance she shivered in arousal. The clenching of her muscles however caused he to wince in pain. Noticing her discomfort Anthony stopped and pulling back turned her onto her back.

"Are you too sore," he asked. She nodded but wore a regetfull look on her face at the admission.

"I used to be able to go all night then all the next morning too," she said sighing. Giving her an impressed look Anthony rolled out of the bed and looked at the clock. Due to a holiday there would be no more school for the girls or work for Patricia until next week. He walked into the bathroom and inserted the stopper into the tub. He began filling the tub with hot water. Walking back into the other room he paused at the door for a few moments to admire Patricia's lithe body in the sunlight. She lazed on the bed watching him with hooded eyes. She had one arm bend behind her head with her other hand resting on her flat stomach, tacing circles around her navel. Walking over to the bed Anthony leaned down and pressed his lips to her. Pulling back he lifted her into his arms. She shieked in surprise at the sudden movement and wrapped her arms around his neck. Walking back into the bathroom he stepped into the hot water and lower him self to sit in it with her on his lap. He reached over and turned of the taps when the tub was full, while she leaned back and languished against him.

"I read somewhere this helps with the soreness," he said to her pulling her hair back behind her ear. She sighed with pleasure while they soaked in the hot water. After there bath was finished they reurned to the room to find the bed had been made while they were in the shower and Patricia's clothes were clean and folded on top of Anthony's dresser. After dressing they headed into the kitchen for breakfast.

"Good morning," Sar-Rah said turning from the pan of bacon she was just finished frying as she heard them enter the kitchen. She was dressed in black silk pajama bottoms and a black spagetti string top. Lifting the bacon from the stove she deposited it on a pot holder on the table as she moved towards them. Walking up to Anthony she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his mouth down to hers and kissed him passionately. Anthony moaned at the feel of her soft body and pulled her tight against him. He could taste the bacon she had nibbled on as she cooked. Sar-Rah kisses him until her lungs began to protest at the need for air before she pulled back to catch her breath.

"I thought your would be at least another twenty minutes," she said to him playfully her breathing still ragged.

"We would have been longer but Patricia was to sore this morning to continue," he said and who had been standing behind him blushed at his words. Sar-Rah grinned over his shoulder at her and winked as she began to rub her body up and down his like a cat.

"My poor baby," Sar-Rah coo-ed into his ear, "No wonder your so happy to see me," she said grinding against his erection. He growled deep in his chest at her teasing as lust flooded his body. She continued her sensuous motion against him as she giggled at him. Seizing her ass he liftted her from the floor and moved her back until she was pinned against the fridgerator door. She wrapped her legs around his waste and her joking demeanor vanished to be replaced by a hungry look.

Patricia stood just inside the kitchen door frozen in lust and shock at what she was witnessing. She didn't even hear as Liz and Eliza exited Liz's room both wearing tops matching Sar-Rah but niether of them had bothered with the bottoms, Liz wore black panties and Eliza wore white. The two wemon moved up beside Patricia as she stood transfixed by the sight infront of her. Anthony now had Sar-Rah bent over infont of him her palms braced against the door of the fridge. He undid his zipper and freed his erection, she moaned sweetly when he teased her by rubbing the tip against her smooth, hairless p***y.

"Don't tease me please," she begged him. She cried out in surprise and pleasure as he suddenly slammed hilt deep into her. He began thrusting into her fast and hard while his arms braketted her body and his hands pinned hers to the fridge. Unused to him being so widely and agressive Sar-Rah found her release in mere moments but Anthony did not stop or even slow. Her legs began to shake and her knees gave out but before she could dropp more then an inch Anthony's hands seized her hits. Lifting her back into position he continued his pounding. Her legs still would not hold her as o****m after o****m racked her body. Feeling his o****m arroaching he began to grind his pelvis against hers with each thrust trying to drive her over the edge one more time before he climaxed. Her inner muscles rippled and tensed with another o****m and he forced his c**k into her tight tunnel until he bottomed out.

"Mine," he growled into her ear as he came in side her. She shuddered and her hips made little involuntary jerks, milking him, at his possessive words. When his c****x ended and she could once again stand on her own again he released her hip and grabbed her bottoms and panties back into postion from where they were, bunched up around her knees. Kissing the back of her neck as she leaned her forhead against the cool surface in front of her while she basked in the after glow of their love making and allowed her breathing to return to normal. Anthony situated himself and zipped up his pants before remembering that they had company.

"Sorry, about that Patricia I don't knpw what came over me," he said turning to her and jerked in surprise. Their audience had grown from one to three. Heat flooded his and Sar-Rah's faces as she turned to face the observers of their show. All three of the women in the doorway were giving him predatory looks. None of them spoke and their stares at him were beening to make him twitch so he walked forward and gave Eliza and Patricia a scorching kiss on the mouth. Liz he moved to and kissed her on the cheek.

"After Patricia is gone," he whispered into her ear when he felt her tense when she did not recieve the same treatment as the other two women. He moved to the table, and sat, and began loading his plate from the many dishes that Sar-Rah had made. The others joined him and soon they were laighing and talking together as they ate.

"Well, I have to be going. I will see you ladies next week at school," Patricia said when they finished eating. Standing she started for the front door montioning Anthony to follow. Slipping on her shoes she turned to him and pulled him into her arms and leaned down and kissed him.

"Thank you for the fantastic night," she said softly.

"Your welcome," he said grinning up at her. She gave a short laugh then ruffled his hair and turn and left. Anthony watched her pull out of the drive way then turned back to the kitchen. He helped Sar-Rah with the dishes and then headed for his room. Walking over to his desk were he had kicked his pants the night before to retrieve his wallet and keys he looked at the desk and paused. The bottle had once again changed colors, it was now a vibrant orange.

"Liz, Sar-Rah, Eliza come here," he yelled down the hall. When they walled into his room he grabbed Liz and pulled her into a pasionate kiss before he released her.

"That was for before," he said to her.

"What did you need Anthony," Sar-Rah asked curiously as Eliza looked at the two of them with amusement. Clearing his throat Anthony pointed at the bottle on his desk. They all looked in the direction he pointed but didn't seem to understand what he wanted them to see. Liz noticed something first.

"Hey Anthony when you got it from that garage sale that bottle was purple," she said. At her words Sar-Rah's and Eliza's eye lit with understanding.