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Ron drove to the Possible house.

The sign in the front yard that had indicated it was for sale now had a big red sign across it that said: SOLD.

It had been sold rather quickly. It was a beautiful home, so perhaps it was understandable.

Ron however couldn’t believe it really was all over.

He parked in the driveway behind Ann’s red BMW.

On the roadside was a Dark blue Audi. Ron couldn’t guess who that might be. He exited the car and walked to the front door. It was open and he knocked on the door, but as he did he heard a woman’s voice.

Grace: … And that is all Ann, thank you.

Ann: No thank you Grace. You are worth every penny.

Grace giggled and turned to go out the door. She ran into Ron and dropped her papers on the floor.

Grace: oh my gosh I am so sorry, I… Oh Ronald!

Grace looked at Ron and blushed.

Ron smiled at her. He remembered the wonderful time they had shared not too long ago. He had been balls deep in both her pussy and her ass. And she had given him a blowjob that could suck the soul out of any man.

And the moments after, when they had basked in the afterglow… the tenderness of her kisses were unbelievable. She had been starving for such compassion and love.

Ron collected all the papers in a pile, stacked them neatly and handed them to Grace who shakingly came to her feet.

Ron: I’m sorry Grace. Here are your papers.

Grace took the papers and smiled awkwardly. It was clear in her eyes, even to Ron, that she wanted to kiss him, but with Ann right there behind her, she was laying every bond on herself that she possibly could.

But Ron was at this point ready to make it public to the entire city that she was his woman.

Ron took the initiative and placed a hand on her ass and pulled her in and gave her a swift kiss on her lips. Grace, encouraged by this, kissed him back, and her tongue sought his own and found it. She was still so craving. They kissed with smacking sounds in the hall.

Ron was massaging her ass. Grace lifted a leg around his waist and he could feel she was working to get out of her clothes… when…

Ann: Ahem!

Ann barely whispered but they both heard her and looked. She was smiling. Grace knew that look. And frankly… she didn’t really have anything more to do here. And fucking Ron in the hallway wasn’t one sadly, as she still had work to do.

Grace: Have a good day Ann!

Grace said it with a shaking voice.

Ann: You too, dear.

Grace left and almost ran to her car. Trying to button her shirt up while running.

Ron looked after her, just to see that she was well off. She seemingly tried to collect herself a bit in the car. And then, she drove off.

Ron closed the door and walked inside.

Ann greeted him by throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him, slowly and passionately.

Ann: Kissing my realtor right in front of me… you really are an alpha male now, my love.

Ron hugged her tightly and lifted her off the ground. Ann’s legs flung around his waist and squeezed him.

Ann: Thank you, for coming by… one last time…

Ron: Sure thing.

Ann fell down on her feet again, and pulled him inside.

Ann: I only have tap water, but I guess you didn’t come to stay for too long.

Ron: No I… I just came because you asked me to move the last.

Ann: Sure. I thought you should have the honor to do that.

Ron: Sooo, what am I moving? Some papers, your last books? I thought we moved everything last time.

Ann: Oh we did. I have nothing left here.

Ron frowned his face: Then… What in the world can I do here?

Ann smiled and walked into her bedroom.

Ron followed her.

The room was almost completely empty, except for the bed. Bed is perhaps not the best word - it was only a mattress on the floor and It only had a sheet on it. No duvets or pillows.

Ann was already undressing.

Ron was already having a huge boner from the two kisses, so he quickly removed everything.

When they were naked Ron and Ann threw themselves at each other and somehow they both landed on the mattress.

They were kissing like possessed and groping each other. Ron spread open her legs and with absolutely no effort at all, did he slip into her drenching wet vagina and she clambered hard down on him with her wonderful milf pussy.

Ann: OOOH FUUUUHHHHUUUUCK!

Ann got an orgasm on the spot, but that hadn’t stopped her in the past from getting even wilder, and Ron moved his legs, so he better could plow her pussy relentlessly.

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They fucked like wild rabbits on viagra and they kept at it for hours.

When they finally were ready to take a break and a breather they rested on their backs coated in sweat, and with bodies shaking under exhaustion, stimuli and giggling joy.

Ann: Hehehe… my last fuck… in this house… where I… wasted so many years… of my life… huh… huh… from now on… I get to waste them… with you… hehehehe!

Ron giggled. He knew Ann had a dark sense of humor but still…

Ron: You do love your children… right…?

Ann: Ron, what kind of a question is that? Of course I love my children.

Ann gave her lover a gentle knock on his forehead. She smiled at him, shook her head at him and went to the closet. Here she squatted down and seemed to remove something from the otherwise empty closet.

Ann: I simply meant I wasted so much time being a dutiful, husband-obeying housewife, when I could have spent it much more actively.

She brought out a little plastic bag and some paper and a lighter. Ron saw her sit down on the mattress next to him.

He couldn’t believe his own eyes. Ann was really rolling a joint.

Ron: Ann, what are you doing?

Ann: I am gonna say goodbye with style.

With skilled hands she folded a good joint. She licked the paper to close it and with no hesitation at all, did she light the dragon’s tail.

She took a good whiff of it and blew out a cloud of smoke.

Ann looked back at Ron with a smile.

Ann: The new owners won't come before next week, so the smell will be gone by then.

Ann handed the joint to Ron.

Ann looked teasingly at him.

Ron took the joint and observed Ann’s facial expression.

Ron: Where did you learn to…?

Ann: In college… I wasn’t always a respected and professional doctor, Ronald. Once, I was a wild and untameable woman.

Ron took a whiff: What turned you around?

Ann: You did…

Ron looked up at her. She knew.

She took the joint from Ron and took another huge puff of air through it.

Ron: How long… How long have you…?

Ann: Every day… since that night in the desert…

Ron remembered like it was yesterday… and it technically was. He had been in the past. Back to the year 1986. Here he had run into Ann and Tonnie at Upperton University. Ron had lived with them at their dorm room for some weeks until he had finally been picked up by the girls. He had only just had time to say goodbye to Ann…

Ann: Can you imagine how hard it was for me to see you grow up?

Ron smiled. He sat up and rested on his elbows.

Ann: They say that watching a child grow up is like blinking your eyes… Suddenly they are adults. In my case… it took forever for you to become a man…

Ron took a puff from the joint. He was beginning to feel it work.

Ron fell back on the mattress. With his free hand he caressed the backside of Ann’s head… like she was a cat… or his pet…

Ann: But… I knew that eventually… you would remember… You just had to… experience it first…

Ron moved her head to his crotch. Ann noticed the glimpse in his eyes, and she smiled at him.

Of all the many women Ron had in his harem… Ann was by far one of the best… at sucking him off.

Ann got one last whiff of the joint… and then… with the smoke leaving her mouth… she began sucking off her man.

It was in fact one of the best blow jobs Ron could remember receiving. Bonnie was good, Shego was better, Justine was eager, Vivian was Kinky, but Ann freaking Possible… she was an artist with her mouth.

Perhaps it was due to hers and Ron’s perfectly synced mentality. Ron knew exactly how he wanted it, and Ann knew exactly how to give it to him.

At times Ann was moving on her own. Swallowing Ron as long as he was, fucking him with her throat.

At other times Ron grabbed hold of her head began fucking her face and throat. Ann was formidable at holding her breath. She was wild. She was incredible.

As Ron was about to literally explode, he pulled his hips back, allowed Ann one last deep breath and then… he violently shoved his cock into her throat. Ann’s nose was squished against his stomach and then…

Ron was literally pumping load after load of his hot sperm into Ann’s throat… Filling her up, like a feeding tube.

When it was the last loads of sperm that still was flowing out of him, he allowed the woman to breathe, but Ann kept suckling Ron and swallowing his cum, as if her life depended equally as well on this fluid of life, as the very air in her lungs.

She sucked Ron gentler now. She knew how sensitive he was after an orgasm. But she also knew he still had sperm in the cock. So with a calm and soft movement, she sucked out the last loads of semen.

She swallowed it only after she had a good mouthful. She loved taste and she knew Ron loved seeing her swallow it.

She looked at Ron with round cheeks and then, she lifted her head and sank a few times. She then opened her mouth and showed him her pink tongue.

Ann: Ahhh… that was… beyond delicious… my love…

Ron came up on all fours and pulled Ann’s ass to him.

He aligned his cock with her asshole. Ann knew her lover well enough to understand what he was after. She dived into the mattress and placed her hands on her buttocks. She relaxed her rectum and felt how Ron impaled her, inch by inch.

Ann secretly loved this. She loved to feel her lover plow open her ass like she was nothing but a cheap whore working a day's pay.

Back in the days of her marriage Ann had actually made a real effort to awaken James' interest in her, but to no avail. Her sexy lingerie and short night gowns were all for nothing - money well wasted.

She knew Ron would appreciate it, but it didn’t really feel needed. Ron would jump on her no matter what she was wearing. With Ron, she hadn’t no need to awaken his desire - she only had to stay ahead in the game of his affection since he had an entire harem of fawning women.

Ron sank deeper and deeper into Ann’s flesh and finally. Ann felt her huge lover’s balls hit her pussy, and she knew what that meant. He was now balls deep in her asshole.

Ann: Oh fuck… you… you huge bastard…

Ron smiled. Now he began moving slowly and gently, but only to warm up the playground. He really was aiming for a really good time with her.

In the end, Ann ended up screaming in a mic of agony and pleasure. She was incredibly enthusiastic. Ann loved anal, and she loved being dominated by a real man. It had been such a long and horrible marriage. It had started well enough. Tender, passionate and loving. But after the twins, something had just happened, and all changed.

But now, as Ann felt her brain go numb once again due to Ron’s amazing cock, she felt how all emotions of her past life left her body. She felt how it all vanished into thin air and became nothing but an insignificant memory that she would soon forget.

A new life was ahead of her, and she was ready to run into it with storming speed.

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A few hours later, Ann was resting.

Ron was caressing her butt with a gentle hand. He hadn’t analfucked her for more than half an hour. He knew her limits and he had appreciated every second of it.

They had switched to vaginal sex shortly after and when they had banged each other senseless they had both collapsed onto each other.

Ann had been riding Ron like a cowgirl and she had gotten such a powerful orgasm she had literally fainted.

Ron had only a few moments ago gently pushed her down and now he was looking up into the roof of the bedroom. The shadows were growing longer as the night came with huge steps in this point of the evening.

Ron was still caressing Ann’s ass, gently preparing both her and himself for yet another round of sex, when he heard footsteps in the hall outside.

Ron turned his gaze and saw Grace Solomon enter with a paper in her hand.

Grace: Oh Ann I am so glad you are still here, see we missed a single and very important paper, and you have to sign it before… oh good heavens, RON!

When you don’t expect to see someone then even your loved ones can scare you out of your shoes.

Ron got to his feet and gently walked towards Grace who blushed all over. She had dropped the papers yet again, kneeling down to collect them, once again.

Ron towering over her, only a few inches from her, while he explained the situation.

Ron: … and see, Ann simply wanted to say goodbye to the place in style…

Grace: Oh… oh I see… that’s… that’s understandable… I would just, oh…

Grace had turned her face and she was looking directly at Ron’s crotch. His cock was not standing at full erection, but it was still thick and hard… all it needed… was to be awoken.

Grace looked at the thing like she had never seen a man before. She looked up at Ron with an almost dazed look in her eyes.

Grace looked down on his cock again.

Grace: You… you smell… much different… than last time…

Ron: I have been fucking Ann for several hours… We have mixed our scents well and thoroughly.

Grace: I see…

Grace kissed the tip of his cock… once…

Ron felt his blood rush from his body to his brain and to his cock… like the hooves of wild racing horses.

Grace kissed it again, this time a little stronger and longer…

Now the blood was rushing through his body like a tidal wave through a river system. And this caused…

Grace was trying to get Ron’s penis head into her mouth, but as she did, he was awakened and he stood fully erect in a matter of seconds. Grace, still with her mouth around his cock’s head, was now looking with huge eyes at the instrument of her lover. Grace looked up at Ron who smiled down upon her.

His hands gently but firmly landed around her head, and she knew what she was in for. She placed her hands behind her back, held her own wrists… and placed her faith in Ron’s hands.

Ron fucked Grace Solomon’s face like a wild animal. Grace was in for a wild ride, and just like Ann, she was a formidable cocksucker. Not quite in Ann’s level, but still a magnificent experience.

She was even more subservient than Ann was. Ann could at times take control and do some things to her lover, but Grace was fully in her man's control. What he wanted she provided.

Ron was amazed by this difference in the women in his harem. He didn’t have a preference. He loved both types.

Just for fun, he let go of Grace’s head and stopped moving his cock in and out of her mouth.

Ann would begin to move her head and take her own time and rhythm in her pleasing of Ron. She would hold him, and stroke him, spit on his cock, look up at him and even talk with him. But not Grace.

As Ron stopped moving completely she took notice after a few seconds and quickly began moving her head back and forth in the exact same speed and temper as Ron had just fucked her.

Ron smiled.

Grace took a deep breath and she attempted with all her might and devotion to press Ron’s huge cock down her throat… but she could only manage to get it so far.

Ron placed his hands back on her head and allowed her one last breath for air, and then shoved her head all the way to his base, pressing her nose against his groin.

He could feel Grace relax under his hands. She wanted him in charge. She wanted him to tell her and show her what to do. She was completely subservient to him.

Ron pulled Grace's head back so she could breathe, and then he shoved himself down her throat again, to blow a load into her stomach.

Ron: Oh fuck Grace, you are a grade ‘A’ cocksucker! Damn do you have an amazing throat!

Ron once again emptied his ball sack in a woman’s throat and he took his sweet time. When Grace finally couldn’t take it anymore, Ron moved his cock from her throat so she could get air, but Grace didn't wanna let go of his cock with her lips and her tongue.

She finally looked up on him with tears in her eyes.

Grace was horny, and she wanted Ron to fuck her.

Ron helped her on her legs and led her over to the mattress where Ann was still resting. Snoring gently.

Grace placed herself on all fours, Ron got busy getting her out of her clothes. When she was finally naked enough, Ron left her nylon stockings and her high heels on, he grabbed hold of her huge, plump ass.

Ron gave it several slaps. He enjoyed watching the olive skin wobble under his smacks.

She was more than ready, but she allowed Ron his fun.

Ron aligned his cock with her pussy and off they went.

Grace let out a whimpering moan as Ron began fucking her like she was his mare and he her stallion.

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Ann woke up the lustful sounds of sex.

She could feel droplets on her face, and the sounds of wet smacking flesh right above her.

Back in college it had been pretty much her everyday life. Tonnie was a wild roommate, and when she had been with Tonnie and Ron it had been even wilder.

Her time in the harem had also opened up to the idea of sex all around her. Or at least all around Ron.

When that many ladies had to share one man, sometimes taking turns weren’t enough, and you had to fuck what you could around you. Fortunately, Ann had Tonnie… although her daughter Bonnie was equally welcome. Ann was quite taken with Bonnie.

But as she opened her eyes she saw a pussy in the midst of being fucked. A pussy she didn’t recognize. There was a bush of black hair, but it was well trimmed. No curls and there were no beauty warts.

The moaning was what clued Ann in on the woman who was being fucked.

It was Grace. Ann’s brain was high and she didn’t care how or why Grace was there. In fact it made total sense to her that she was naked and being fucked by Ron. She was also one of Ron’s milfs.

In fact, Ann simply placed her hands on her ass and began licking her clit. It made sense, and she tasted wonderful.

Grace moaned louder and she came once again. This of course didn’t stop Ron or give him any pause in his relentless fucking of her. No… if it did anything, it made him fuck her even harder.

Ann was determined to suck Grace’s pussy until she squirted her juices all over her face. So Grace was being fucked by two people hell bent on getting her to cum over and over again.

This pattern was repeated all through the night.

When Ron would fuck Grace in another position where either her tits or her clit or both where exposed, Ann would lick, pinch and stimulate in all manner of ways.

When Ron was on his back, ramming Grace from below as she was resting on her arms and legs like a spider, Ann would either suck her tits, bite her nipples, or wildly suck her pussy.

When Grace was on her back, being plowed by Ron, Ann would again use her agile tongue to suck Grace’s pussy and the place where Ron’s cock met her pussy.

Grace was under constant fire from two adversaries who wanted her to cum over and over again.

Ron finally stood up, and held up Grace like a peach, but with her back to his chest and he walked over to the panoramic windows. You could see directly out to the road, and if the lights had been on, you would have been able to see everything. Usually the Possible’s would have had draped windows but they had been taken down.

Ron fucked Grace in full view of all the street. Chances were slim to none that they would see anything, but Grace was still embarrassed by this.

In her moans she begged Ron to go back to the bed, but Ron didn’t listen. Ann didn’t care either, she was on her knees, still suckling onto Grace’s clitoris like she was a calf suckling at her moms utter.

Grace was at long last losing her mind. This next orgasm was a wild one. She was no longer moaning, but screaming. High pitched, ecstatic screams of pure pleasure.

Grace: I… I… I AM CUMMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!

Grace’s pussy exploded - almost literally. Grace sprayed a strong and powerful stream of juices out of her pussy, first into Ann’s mouth and then, as she released her clit, out over her face and sprayed it wildly over the windows. Her legs were shaking like she was being electrocuted. Her tongue hung out her mouth like she was insane and her eyes had rolled into the back of her head. She was resting her head on Ron’s shoulder and she had lost all connection to planet earth.

Ann: Wow… I knew she was a squirter…

Ann looked back at the window. It was literally drenched.

Ann: Hehe… and what a squirter…

Ron gently walked over to the mattress, and here he gently and very carefully placed Grace down… face downwards and ass up. He removed his cock from her cunt and the sound of a plunger could be heard in the room. Grace’s butt was shaking a little and then she was slowly lowering her butt, so she was resting. And before they knew anything else, they heard Grace’s snoring.

Ron caressed her ass and back. Ann had come over to kiss him.

Ron: You taste like pussy.

Ann: Well, I have just been sprayed by one.

Ron: Do you have any sheets or duvets?

Ann: Not a single one.

Ron looked at her in the dark.

Ann: Well I was expecting to be home at the mansion by now.

Ron sorta thought, they were both too high to drive, and Grace was way too sleepy to drive.

Ron: Let’s call someone to pick us up then.

Ann and Ron checked their phones… They were both out of battery.

Ron: Dammit… then… then we just have to share body heat.

Ann and Ron huddled together around Grace to share their collected heat through the night.

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Morning came.

Grace, Ann and Ron were all huddled up together in a pile. They had slept fine. It hadn’t been too cold, as the house was well insulated and the season was still warm. But most of all, their collected body heat had been perfect for keeping a good temperature.

As the sun crept into the room, Ann was the first to stir and sit upright. Her hair was a mess… as expected when a lover pulls in her mane all night. She had slept absolutely perfectly peacefully. Though her dreams had been weird.

She turned to look around. She recognized the room. She turned to look the other way, and there was Ron, covering Grace Solomon with his entire body. Grace on her back, with Ron in between her legs and Ann could see by the look on her face that she was probably still having Ron’s cock deep inside her pussy.

Ann smiled. She also loved sleeping like that. Although it was rare these days.

Ann stood up and walked over to the panorama windows. She stretched her body and looked out on the busy morning traffic. She didn’t care if people saw her. In an effect she never had. She understood why they would look.

James had never been interested in showing her off. No sexy dresses, no sexy Halloween outfits. Heck she hadn’t even been allowed to wear a bikini to the beach with him.

Ann had not hated James throughout their entire marriage, but she had hated being married throughout her marriage.

Ann had done hers to get herself to enjoy other things… on the side. But that was a different tale.

She heard a grunting behind her. She turned to look.

It was Ron. He was waking up. This of course woke up Grace. Ron looked down on her face, and Grace looked up on Ron.

It was clear that they were both a little surprised to see each other, and then… then they remembered all of last night.

Ann had expected Grace to be embarrassed and bashful. She was a little surprised to see the otherwise timid woman smile and pull Ron down for a kiss.

Ann smiled. It was clear that Grace was overcome with the same strong feelings for Ron that so many other women in the world were. Ann felt a deep understanding with Grace’s situation - as it was a mirror of her own.

Ann had never liked mr. Solomon. Not one bit. Hardly surprising as he was James just in a different body.

Ann suspected it was a generational thing. Some men from that time just thought they were privileged to it all. Not getting privileged is bestowed upon you by others, not earned by yourself.

Ann walked over and sat next to the two lovingly embracing people. Ann thought Grace was a fine addition to the harem. And if anyone deserved a nice and caring lover and partner, it sure was her.

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Only a few hours later, the new owners came to move into the former Possible house.

Ron and Ann were already going home to the mansion. As they walked to the front door, Ann turned to face Ron and she had a special look in her eyes.

Ron: What?

Ann: I want to be carried inside… like a blooming and beautiful bride…

Ann had placed an arm on her forehead as to signal she was fainting - she was also tilting backwards, slyly looking at Ron out the corner of her eye.

Ron, ever the hero, ever the gentleman, caught her before she ‘fell’ and swooned her off her feet.

Ann placed her arms around his neck, and with a smile on her face, Ron grinned and walked to the door. He opened it, with a little difficulty, and walked into his home… with Ann in his arms.

The End.