Ann: A Love Story Ch. 12

I sucked on the underside of her left breast, right were it attaches to her body. Licking and nibbling there, Ann let out a scream. I'd remembered that sensitive spot when I'd found it the night before, and her reaction was exactly what I hoped for. She leaned back onto the couch, lying down to let me have my way with her upper body. I slipped the T-shirt over her head and lavished over her upturned mounds. They were perfect!

Finally, Ann had had enough. She grabbed me by my blond locks and said, "Take me Neil! Take me to my room and fuck me! Please fuck me with that big wonderful cock of yours!"

Reaching my hands under Ann's knees and the middle of her back, I lifted her off of the couch and headed down the hallway to our left.

"Last door on the left, baby," she said breathlessly, clutching her T-shirt as I continued to suck at her breast in front of me.

Ann flicked on the light as I carried her through the door of her childhood room. I was awash in a room filled with soft colors, starting with the lavender walls. I set Ann down, letting her stand. She walked over quickly to her bed, an olden full sized frame that stood three feet off the floor. With the huge mattresses, it was well over 4 feet tall. There was a step stool next to it, I'm sure left from when she was a little girl. The headboard was massive, and at the foot were short posts that looked like you could hitch a horse there. That's what it reminded me of, something right out of the old west.

In the tradition of Dawn, Ann lowered the sheets to her bed, offering to share her bed with me. I felt that familiar tingle run through my body as she turned and smiled at me. She walked back to where she'd left me staring and kissed me again as she pulled my shirt from my pants. I lifted my arms over my head as she helped me take it off. She threw it on the floor and hugged me again.

Ann cooed into my mouth as she wiggled her tits against my lower chest. "Oh, I love how your skin feels against mine, baby."

"Me too. You're so soft," I said as is stroked her back.

Ann reached for my belt and quickly loosened it, followed by her deft work on my button and zipper. My pants fell to my feet and I stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. I was standing in my socks and underwear, and as she kissed me, I used my feet to remove the socks; one of the little tricks I'd learned over the years, being blessed with dexterous toes.

I could feel Ann smiling as she searched my mouth with her tongue. One of her hands held the back of my neck, while the other fished for my cock. She found it was rock hard, waiting for her, but not in the package she assumed would be there. Pulling back, she let out another amazing squeak as she looked down at what her hand was holding.

When I had dressed for the evening, I had no idea it would have led to where we were obviously going. But that didn't stop me from wanting to feel my sexiest for Ann. I had dug deep into my dresser, pulling out a solid black leather g-string pouch I had purchased back in college. I wanted to feel good about myself, but didn't want to use Matt's suggestion of going commando. As soon as I put in on I felt an amazing boost in my confidence, and that carried on through the evening with Ann and her parents. Now, wearing it seemed like a stroke of genius. Or a bit presumptive, if Ann took it the wrong way.

"You are one sexy fucking man, Neil Thomas!" Ann said as she fondled my balls through the soft leather. She squatted down in front of me, licking her lips as she reached around and grabbed my bare ass, digging her nails into my skin a little to draw me closer to her. She reached for the pouch, and pulled out on the elastic strings, setting my cock free. Ann licked her lips as she stared at the bobbing flesh in front of her face. She pulled my g-string down to my ankles, and I stepped out of it, now totally naked in front of Ann for the first time.

"I love your cock, Neil. I can't wait to feel that monster inside me," Ann said as she grabbed my shaft and stuffed it inside her mouth.

She gave me an amazing blowjob, stuffing more and more of my meat down her throat as she continued. I knew she desperately wanted to deep throat me, but my girth continued to give her trouble. She'd get six of the seven plus inches down past her gag reflex, but she struggled with that last bit. Pulling off, she stroked my shaft and looked up at me.

"I wish I had more time with this amazing cock, baby. I know I can learn to deep throat you. I want to do that for you so badly!"

"I know you do, Ann. But you're incredible no matter how much you can take. I love the way you suck me."

"You're sweet, baby. Let's see how we make each other feel in bed. No more foreplay; I need you inside me!"

Ann stood up, and I quickly unbuttoned her shorts, delighted to find she'd gone without panties as well. She let out a little wail as I ran my finger through her very wet slit. Ann stepped out of her shorts and turned, hopping up on the bed, showing her me her ass as she was on her knees. With her pussy at almost my eye level, I grabbed her hips and rammed my tongue deep into her soaking gash.

"FUCK!" she cried out as I sucked hard on her hairless hole, jabbing in and out as I licked the inside of that delicious cunt. I would have loved to give her the same attention she'd just given my cock, but she made it clear she wanted fucked, and after days of dancing around that topic with Ann, so did I.

I pulled back, and Ann lay on her side, patting the mattress next to her. I climbed aboard and lay next to her. We kissed for a moment, and she rolled onto her back, spreading her legs for me. I wasn't surprised she wanted to start in the missionary position. Not that I didn't think she was adventurous in bed. Hardly; I knew she was likely an acrobat based on the persona she's shown me. But if she had been honest about my cock being wider than any she'd ever had, she would want to be comfortable until she got used to me.

I rubbed the head of my dick between the folds of her pussy, making contact with her swollen clit. Ann's eyes were wide, and she had a look of anticipation that reminded me of the one time I had been fortunate enough to fuck a virgin. I wondered if that was how Ann was feeling, as she was about to live out her fantasy in her old bedroom. I only hoped it didn't disappoint her and ruin that image she'd held on to for more than a decade.

I eased the tip past her lips, the mushroom head popping inside Ann's opening. I eased forward, and took very small, slow strokes, adding a little in the length with each push. Ann was so wet, it made the going a little easier, but I caught her wince a couple of times and stopped to let her adjust.

"Fuck! That thing is so much bigger than that cucumber!" Ann said as she adjusted her hips a little.

"Are you okay?" I asked, concerned I wasn't going slow enough.

"Yes, baby. Just hold still for a second."

I did, and finally Ann looked at me with a little grin and nodded, "Okay. Let's do this, love! Fuck me, hard!"

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Yeah...very. I'm going with the Band-Aid theory. It's going to hurt at first, but it's going to feel so much better so quickly. You don't get any wider, do you?" she asked, suddenly wondering about the soundness of her plan.

"No, but I'm just halfway inside you."

"That's okay. I'm not worried about how deep you go...I just don't want to get ripped in half. But I'm ready now, so quit talking and start fucking me, you big horse cock!"

I was hardly that big, but her comment did wonders for my ego. I rolled my hips and cranked forward, ramming my shaft into Ann hard. She responded with a grunt, and a nod. I pulled back and fired forward again, feeling more of my shaft bury in her hole. She smiled, and I knew she was okay as she nodded faster. That was my cue, and I started really hammering, wedging my cock deeper inside that tight crevice between her legs.

When my balls finally started slapping against her ass, I stopped for just a moment to survey Ann's reaction. She stared into my eyes, a sparkle flashing from them. I could feel the walls of her pussy contracting over my cock as she moved them over it. She had amazing control, and had obviously practiced that a lot. If felt incredible over my shaft, and I had no doubt that if I'd let her, she could make me cum just like that.

"God, it's like your cock was made for my pussy!" Ann said as I moved a little.

"I was just thinking the same thing," I said, actually thinking it. It was perfect.

"Well, then what are you waiting for, stud? Fuck my brains out!"

The next ten minutes were a blur. I fucked Ann hard and furiously, my heavy nuts slapping against her ass, calling out at rhythm for the both of us. Talking ceased. All of our communication was through our eyes and the series of grunts, moans and screams Ann was emoting. That's not entirely true; if you count the incoherent babbling Ann was stammering as talk. Any words I understood were ones she screamed to herself like a Pornstar as she took my pounding.

Finally, she arched her back again and let out an ear-piercing scream that I knew the neighbors could hear, announcing to them that she was cumming. I covered her mouth with my as I leaned forward and kissed her. She let go of the sheets she was holding onto and grabbed my head, kissing me wildly. When she came down a little, I decided it was time to change positions and see just what I could do with my 'girlfriend.'

I pulled Ann's legs up over my shoulders and bent her over, thrusting my cock even deeper into her wet snatch.

"OH FUCK!" she screamed out, and she started cumming all over again. I didn't bother trying to stop her screaming. I didn't want to. Her neighbors had never heard her before in all the years she'd lived there. It was about time they found out what lied beneath the surface, forced to be dormant by her overbearing parents.

It was Ann's second incredible orgasm in less than five minutes, and she looked like she was going to hyperventilate. I eased off a little, pulling her legs down so that her knees hooked into my elbows and slowing my pace. But the strokes were still long and deliberate, and I'd force my cock against her clit as my pelvis mashed against hers.

As Ann caught her breath, she gave me a weary smile and said, "You could kill a girl with that big cock, baby. Let me on top for a little while!"

I lowered Ann's left leg and rolled us with her still impaled on my shaft. She let out a big laugh, and a "Weeee", like she was on some kind of ride. Perhaps she was. Settling into position, Ann started fucking me, slamming up and down wildly on my rigid pole. I couldn't get over how her tits bounced. They were so perfect they would bob up and down, but didn't flap like others I'd seen. I couldn't help myself and reached up to play with her astounding nipples. It was like they were motioning to me to come touch them, and I flicked them gently as I grabbed her chest to pull her towards me.

"That's it, baby! Pull my tits. God I love it when they're handled by a real man!" Ann said in her first real burst of wanton direction. I didn't mind. A woman secure enough to tell me what she wants in bed is always easier to please, and usually willing to listen in kind. Ann's choices of words always seemed to toy with my brain. Did she say she like them handled by a real man, or was that her way of saying she wanted to be manhandled. Maybe it was both. I'd never been with someone who made me think like Ann did, especially in the middle of sex.

I grabbed Ann's tits a little rougher, letting the calluses of my palms rub over her soft skin more abrasively. Ann threw her head back and started groaning and mumbling. She pushed her chest farther into my meaty grip, and I pawed at her tits with my fingers, letting my nails dig into her skin slightly to let her know I was there. Ann started ramming herself over my shaft with a renewed energy, pausing at the bottom of each stroke to let me knead and claw at her breasts.

With every drop over my crotch, Ann drew closer to her next orgasm. Going faster and harder, it was like my cock was forcing her to gasp out, exhaling air from her open mouth. I loved watching her fuck me, and I wanted to share that with her. I had an idea, but I decided to wait until she was ready, which meant after her orgasm.

"Pull my nipples, baby! Yank on my tits and make me cum again!"

Taking her nipples between my thumbs and fingers, I tugged on them, only to have Ann scream, "HARDER!"

That was hard to ignore, and I re-gripped and pulled, twisting them at the same time. Ann slammed down on me and stopped, her tight pussy encasing my pulsing boner. I could feel her walls undulating on my prick as she came, soaking my crotch with her sticky sweet fluid.

Before she could come down too far, I grabbed her left thigh and her upper body, and quickly twisted her, turning her back towards mine. Because of the height of the bed, Ann was able to see herself in the mirror on her dresser across from the end of her bed. When she saw her reflection, she raised herself a little, getting her first glimpse of my shaft skewering her cunt.

"Maybe I'll get to watch some porno after all," Ann said as she started riding me again, with a sense of recklessness. She was all over the place, and fit right at home in the room. From behind, she looked like a beautiful woman riding a bucking bronco naked, and fighting for her life not to get thrown. I held her hips and put my feet on the bed; knees bent, and started thrusting up into Ann.

"HOLY FUCK!" Ann screamed, and she started to giggle as I fucked her as fast as I could for a few minutes. "We look so fucking HOT together!" she said as she pulled at her own nipples, bringing herself to another orgasm. It was smaller than the other ones, but I could still feel her release her cum over my shaft, making me slicker than ever.

As hot as I imagined we looked together, I longed to see for myself. Lifting Ann off of me, my cock hit the open air, and she let out a muffled cry. "I feel so empty. I can't believe how you make me feel so full inside me, Neil."

"Get on all fours, Ann. I want to watch us too."

Ann flipped over quickly, wiggling her magical rear at me as she peered over her shoulder. "Hurry, baby; I need to feel you inside me again."

I rubbed the tip my cock seductively against her asshole, and I felt Ann freeze. I looked at her face in the mirror, and was surprised at her expression. It was mixed with fear and anticipation. I knew she wasn't ready for that step, yet. But she wasn't going to tell me no if that was what I really wanted. Moving a little lower, I stuffed that bald beaver in one swift push, using her flawless tits as my handles.

"OH!" was all Ann could muster as I launched full force into my work. It wasn't work, really, but I was working hard. We'd been fucking for over 45 minutes, and I wanted what Ann had had numerous of already: I wanted my orgasm.

I don't think I'd ever fucked as furious before. Every stroke was full length, and as fast as I could go. It was incredible watching each other fuck in the mirror. Ann's eyes would close every now and then, but for the most part we were both locked on the image reflecting back at us. The look of lust on her face froze in my mind. I wanted to see that look forever; to drive her wild, to take her places sexually she'd never experienced before. As she pushed back into me, trying to slam her ass harder into my aching balls, I caught that same animalistic glare on my own face.

I was fucking Ann so hard I actually slipped out of her wet snatch three times in my over exuberance to feed my need for a release. Ann shook every time my cock fell out of her, reacting like a junky in need of a fix, moaning about how she felt empty without me inside her. I stuffed my cock home one last time and plowed ahead.

Once again I came to the crux of my orgasm, and the realization that I didn't bother to ask my partner about the need for birth control measures prior to starting our lovemaking came rushing to the front of my brain. I didn't think Ann would make the same mistake as her brother and get herself pregnant, but we were acting like impulsive teenagers. It wasn't like there was a lot of logic in what we were doing. Maybe she'd forgotten, or had a penchant for living very, very dangerously.

"Cum inside me baby! Fill my pussy with your hot cum!"

Rarely would a woman that wasn't on the pill tell me something like that. In fact, I couldn't recall it ever happening. In that crucial moment, a man has to make a split second decision that can have devastating consequences. My decision was quick and easy. It was to trust in Ann. In less than a week, I had gone from not wanting to ever trust in a woman again in my life, to knowing, absolutely knowing, that Ann would never hurt me.

"I'M CUMMING, ANN!" I growled as I slammed forward one more time. My balls settled from their constant pounding of Ann's underbelly, and I blasted inside her soft pink walls as they milked my cock. Ann shuddered violently and began cumming with me, and I began pulling at her nipples to add to her pleasure.

I collapsed on top of Ann, forcing her body to the mattress. I was still spurting, my balls contracting again and again. But I was exhausted, we both were. I couldn't move for the longest time, and Ann showed no desire either. I slipped to the side after a while, worried my body was crushing hers. Ann backed her body into mine, working to keep my softening shaft inside her pussy as long as she could.

"You are an amazing lover, Neil."

"How would you know, Ann? You're a virgin, remember?" She giggled as I reminded her of her fantasy. But she didn't want to continue that charade any longer. However, she did reflect on it.

"That was so much better than anything I dreamed all those years ago, babe. And that's because both of us have lived a life since then. You know how to please me better than anyone I've ever slept with. I really meant that; I think my pussy was made for your cock. I told you, I've never cum before without playing with my clit, and I've never had a multiple orgasm until yesterday. You just made me cum six or seven times in an hour!"

"Let's try for eight!" I said, and I quickly pulled out and moved around, shoving my face in her dripping cunt. Ann screamed as I started eating my cum from her, and she quickly grabbed my shaft and jammed it into her mouth. I was hard again in what seemed like no time.

We stayed in a 69 position through her next two orgasms, and she had me on the brink of cumming again myself. I was trying to pull off so I could fuck her again, but she had other ideas.

"Fuck my tits, babe. I want to try it, even though I doubt I can."

"Stop being so negative about your tits, Ann. I told you, I love them, and they'll do just fine. Watch!"

Ann flipped on her back, and I used my hands to push her little boobs as close as I could to create a valley. My cock plopped into place as I straddled her chest, and I started humping forward. I think it surprised Ann that her tits surrounded my shaft as much as they did. The fact that her tits were perky and absolutely perfect for her body gave me more to work with than she'd given herself credit for. Besides, what she might have lacked in actual size she more than compensated for in her enthusiasm. That fueled my desire, and I soon found myself on the brink of cumming again.

Ann noticed the straining in my face, and she sat forward a little more. The tip of my cock had been hitting her chin, and now it was sliding into her open mouth. I kept pumping as I looked down at my 'girlfriend' with awe.

"OH FUCK!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

"Cum for me, Neil. Cover me with your cum!"

She didn't say she wanted me to cum on her face exactly, but there was little else I could do. I continued to pump all during my orgasm. I shot five to six big jets of sperm, spraying all over Ann's neck, face and hair. She was laughing toward the end as I took my cock in hand and force another couple of smaller spurts to shoot out, aiming for her mouth.