The General Pt. 02 by TiltKilt,TiltKilt

“I was hoping to have my way with you, out here in the tub tonight,” said Archie, “But I’ve changed my mind. I think I’m going to need all my strength.”

“I think so too baby, and I have a suggestion. Why don’t we dry off, go back in the house, and have a nap for a few hours? It’s just 9:00 PM and you’re not going to get much rest over the next twenty-four hours.”

“Sounds good to me.”

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Roxanne had downloaded an app permitting multiple recurring alarms. It was like the developers had been thinking about Roxanne’s birthday present to Archie when they created it. Roxanne had it all programmed and ready to go. It would signal every half-hour and had a second programmable alarm triggered manually for precisely one minute. The minute had to occur within each half-hour period with no overlap, or Archie would lose the grand prize.

Although he was too excited to sleep deeply, Archie did lay on the couch with Roxanne, and dozed for a couple of hours. Roxanne slipped out of his arms at 11:45 and went into their ensuite to prepare. She had a quick shower, put on a bit of make-up, and slipped into a very sexy negligee emphasizing the delightful curves of her body.

She was sitting on a coffee table next to the snoring Archie when her signal alarm went off for the first time. She’d downloaded a special sound file for tonight — a woman crying out in carnal pleasure. She held the phone up so Archie would hear it, and watched as he came awake, remembering where and why he was here. Then he spotted Roxanne sitting on the coffee table beside him.

“Oh God, I’ve been asleep,” he said. “Now what do we do?”

Roxanne smiled. “Anything your little heart desires,” she said seductively.

Archie was waking quickly. He ran into the ensuite, had a quick two-minute shower, and brushed his teeth. He came back to the living room, still dripping wet in places.

“I’m still not thinking clearly, babe,” he said, sitting on the edge of the sofa. “Let’s make this first one simple — would you mind simply straddling me?”

“I certainly wouldn’t,” said Roxanne, moving towards him. Not removing the negligee, she straddled his outstretched thighs until she could feel his protruding member bumping against her groin. She had a squeeze bottle of special, slick lube and squirted a little dollop onto the tip of Archie’s now fully erect shaft, using her fingers to spread it over his entire cock. She pushed the timer button on her phone and immediately lowered her torso, impaling herself on Archie’s member. Neither of them moved much, knowing they had a long way to go. The minute was quickly up and as Archie pulled himself out of her, he held Roxanne in a full hug.

“Will your app wake us if we nod off?” he asked.

“It sure will.”

A few minutes later, Archie was once again asleep.

And so it went through the night. Roxanne’s app woke them faithfully each half-hour, and Archie enjoyed sixty seconds of incredible pleasure. He hadn’t come close to an orgasm yet; it was the middle of the night and he was definitely feeling the effects of broken sleep. When the alarm went at 6:30 AM, Archie’s sleep was so deep, he had trouble rousing himself and realized he’d dozed for several extra minutes. His eyes snapped open and he looked at the clock.

“Oh my God, only six minutes left.”

He turned to Roxanne laying beside him; she’d nodded off too, failing to hear the alarm. He spooned his body into the back into hers, pulling her knees up so he was correctly positioned to enter her from behind. He panicked; he was too flaccid. Roxanne awoke from the jostling, feeling him moving, understanding instantly what was wrong. She reached behind her hips and began massaging him vigorously. Minutes later thanks to Roxanne’s talented fingers, Archie was hard enough to enter her, and he did as she pressed the timer button on the phone. The alarm sounded sixty seconds later, leaving him seconds to spare before exceeding his half-hour window.

Archie was surprised at how relieved he was that he’d made it. He’d now enjoyed thirteen of his forty-eight one-minute sessions; it was amazing how much he was looking forward to the rest of them and the grand finale after midnight. This one had been close and he spooned himself to Roxanne’s back, thanking her for her timely special attention. If she hadn’t helped him as she had, he probably would have been too late.

“I might have forgiven you if you’d slipped past the deadline,” she said, grinning.

He decided to get up to avoid falling asleep again — it was now 7:05 and nearly full daylight outside.

He was tired but also exhilarated, thinking about the rest of the day. Semi-dreaming last night, he’d had a few ideas. For example, if he had a one-minute session towards the end of a half-hour segment, and a one-minute session at the beginning of the next half-hour segment, he would have fifty-eight minutes of rest. He might try that… it would be a gamble that he wouldn’t get too excited and cum during the two-minute session.

And he’d given a good deal of thought as to how he might take Roxanne up on her amazing offer to ‘finish him any way he wanted’ after midnight. He had a hundred ideas about that and was formulating a plan. The most important thing was that Roxanne enjoy it just as much as he did.

He showered again, dried himself, and remained naked — his next session was in seventeen minutes. He padded out to the kitchen and put on some coffee. It was a perfect sunny morning already in the mid-sixties and would warm through the day. Bud had been sleeping on the back porch, watching over the gardens. He heard Archie up and nosed at the screen door to be let in. Archie and Roxanne didn’t bother locking the back door anymore — if anyone snuck around in the night, they would have to get past Bud. Archie had seen him in action with a number of wild animals that had dared invade Bud’s personal space — he was ferocious. He opened the door and the dog trotted in, looking to see if his food bowl was full yet. Archie filled it and made sure there was fresh water to go with it.

It was now eight minutes to their next session and Archie was already excited, just thinking about it. He heard the water running in the shower upstairs and was inspired, running up the stairs and walking briskly into their shared ensuite. He’d designed this shower when he’d renovated the house so it did not require a door. There was a short L-shaped, tiled entry with a clear glass partition, preventing water from spraying out into the room. The area under the nozzle was five feet square, more than enough room for two people to comfortably shower together.

Archie and Roxanne spotted each other through the glass; she instantly understood what he had in mind. He came to her under the stream of water, into a full-body hug. She could feel him against her belly, knowing he was ready. But rather than position himself, he went to his knees, pulling Roxanne to him, burying his mouth in her hot slippery folds, thrusting with his tongue as she pulled his face even tighter against her, moaning out loud at the pleasure of it. After several minutes, he felt her cumming hard. It had taken some time for him to learn the signs; the best clue being her skin color. As her orgasm neared, her torso would glow pink for several seconds, as it was now, here under the warm stream of water. And all the muscles of her body would tense and stand out in relief through her skin. It looked as sexy as hell.

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