I awakened a little before 7 and had the idea that I was going to wake up Ann by going down on her but as I moved to do so, I saw her propped up on one arm staring at me in loving awe. Before I could say anything she gushed “Aw Jim, You’re everything I ever dreamed of. I really love you baby. You make me so happy.” I brought her to me and she snuggled in that way that I liked; her bare breasts against my chest, both legs straddling one of mine so her pussy was spread and against my leg, her head up close.

I knew that she would have let me perform any sexual act that I could conceive at that moment…but here’s the thing: we had wild-assed sex, by anybody’s definition, the night before and even though I wanted something again this morning, now was not the time. It was time to let her know she was loved, shower together, get a quick bite and then hit the road for the Magic Kingdom. And that’s exactly what we did.

The day I invited Ann on this trip, I made reservations, and pricy though they were, I prepaid with a credit card. So our destination was the Disneyland Hotel. We got on the road a little after 9 and arrived at the hotel and got checked in at 4:15. It had been a nice leisurely drive south past beautiful Santa Barbara, until I led the Mustang into heavy traffic at Ventura and then we were in L.A. Ann marveled at the size of the megalopolis arrayed as far as the eye could see in any direction. So when we actually got checked in, we were both relieved that the heavy urban drive was over.

There is a school of thought that says there are three types of people in all of us: the Adult, which is who we generally are when we work or interact with other adults that we don’t intimately know; the Inner Child, which wants to have fun, play, fantasize, have sex any time or any way you want, etc.; the Parent, which rides heard over the child and makes sure that the script that that the Parent has prescribed is followed. The real trick to having a good time is to get rid of the Parent (or suppress it so that its presence is not a distraction) and let the Adult supervise the Inner Child just enough to keep that crazy kid from getting into some real trouble.

Ann was positively smitten with excitement over Disneyland, the theme park and the hotel. She wanted to change clothes, get some dinner and then go to the theme park and stay all evening, getting back around midnight. During this process, as we were both naked, I told her about The Blue Bayou restaurant in the Pirates of the Caribbean that I had booked at the same time I booked the hotel. The Blue Bayou is one of the top ten restaurants in all of southern California. Ann’s childlike excitement was easily converted to warmth and passion and she rushed me and pushed me backwards on the bed as she crawled on top of me and gushed “I can’t wait, this is gonna be so fun” then she gave me her ‘naughty’ look, took my hand and whispered “Feel how wet my pussy is, baby! I keep thinking about last night; I don’t know what came over me, honey, I just couldn’t get enough of you up my butt!” I kissed her passionately, as she led my hand to feel the slick that emanated from her pussy and my cock came alive. I could have taken her right there, but I did something I thought was appropriate for our ardor in the context of what we were planning. I pulled my fingers from her pussy and made a show of sucking them and smacking my lips as I returned her ‘naughty’ look and then I rose up, upended her and plunged my open mouth in to Ann’s pussy. I licked, sucked, and slurped, before coming up with a smile “That’s my appetizer, now let’s go get the main course, shall we? Hey lets go Commando tonight!” “What’s Commando?” she laughed and when I told her, she naughtily grinned a guttural “Oh yes, lets” and that was all it took. We got on the Monorail to head for our dinner date, me in a polo shirt and Nike sweat shorts, Ann, radiant in a sundress and me knowing her bare ass and pussy were right there for the touching. Later on I would realize that Ann was also cognizant of how easy she could access me.

We got a table with a view into the bayou inside the Pirates of the Caribbean and Ann was enthralled with the scene. So after dinner that’s the first ‘e-ticket’ ride we took. I watched her as we passed through the sea battle scene. She held on to me as she laughed, mock screamed, and sometimes starred in awe. The night went fast and we played hard, sometimes ducking into dark shadows to touch and fondle each other as though we were the only ones there. After exiting the Indian Jones ride the second time, Ann and I snuck into the Jungle for some quality grope time for about 20 minutes before resuming our playful assault on the rest of the theme park. She made comments to me like “I’ve never felt so free and sexy before.” And “I’ve never had so much fun in my life.” Or “Oh Jim, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” Most of the night, it was Ann that initiated some clandestine sexual move. We would be the last in a line for a few minutes and she would slide her hand in my shorts and slowly masturbate me or she would caress my ass cheeks playfully. Once she tried to stick her finger up my ass, but I artfully dodged away and whispered “Not here baby, wait till we get back to our hotel.”

We stayed until they closed and took the last monorail back to our room. Ann was tired but still felt lovingly sexy and we were soon naked in bed kissing and fondling one another. However, the day had taken its toll on both of us and we were soon asleep. The very act of sleeping in the nude with Ann was erotic in itself and as I drifted in and out of consciousness during the course of the night, I considered my passion for this woman’s body and I thought about my future with her, albeit unclear to me at that time. I considered all the women that I had known up to this point in time. Ann was changing my perspective. I knew that I couldn’t exploit her if I was not attracted to her. So I felt fortunate to have met her at this stage of my life; I was mature enough to know that I had found my ‘heart of gold’ and I knew that I would probably never find anyone as sexually compatible with my own desires as Ann clearly was.

I awoke early and Ann was still fast asleep, curled up on her side with her ample ass pointing at my cock and I remembered that at times during the night she had snuggled up against me so tightly that her cheeks spread open and I felt the warmth that stirred inside her on my thigh. I slipped out of bed, so as not to disturb her, went to the bathroom to splash water on my face, combed my hair, got dressed and slipped out of the door. I wanted coffee, a morning paper, and I wanted to see if the park was running at full capacity. Sometimes, there are maintenance issues that keep some attractions off line for a while. I returned to the room after about 45 minutes and slipped thru the door and glanced at the bed…and I stood there open mouthed, my heart banging in my chest at the sight I beheld.

Ann lay naked on her stomach, her upper torso turned, supported on one elbow so that her face was pointing directly at me. She had a sultry naughty smile as she looked at me and looked back at…the enema hose attached to the nozzle in her lovely ass, as the hose ran up to the full Faultless suspend by a coat hanger over the headboard of the bed. I was speechless except for a deep inhalation “Aahhh!” “What’s the matter darling? Cat got your tongue? Doncha wanna gimme this enema?” she giggled. I practically ripped my clothes off and walked over and bent down to hug her, my cock bouncing up and down with my heartbeat. “Do you like it?” she cooed. “Oh Ann, aw, baby you look so sexy honey” I gushed, as I lightly felt her gorgeous ass, touched the enema nozzle and looked into her eyes. “You make my cock so hard sweetheart, you look so hot like that” I whispered. “I love seeing you like that” I continued. She slowly rolled over on her back, using one hand to move the enema hose out of her way and beckoned me to move in close to her. “Will you tell me why you like it so much, my love?” she said as her naughty smile turned into a saucy grin.