Ann: A Love Story Ch. 12

I moved to the side and lay down next to my lover. We cuddled as she scooped the cum off of her face and fed herself. I couldn't help myself, and took her fingertips to my mouth to share with her. When I kissed her with a mouthful of my cum, we swapped it back and forth before she swallowed it all down.

"I still can't believe you do that, Neil. That is so fucking hot!"

Ann still had her back to me, and she grabbed my cock and started softly stroking it as she leaned in to kiss me. I was so worked up from being with her that I actually got hard again. It surprised me, but it didn't seem to phase Ann. She was to busy lifting her right leg and stuffing my cock back into her swollen pussy.

She didn't need to tell me, but she said, "Easy, baby. You've really hammered me already. I want to walk tomorrow when I meet your parents."

It was a patient and gentle fuck, more lovemaking actually. It was loving, and tender. With the old bed no longer squeaking, and our bodies not slamming into each other, the room, the house, was quiet. The permeating sound was our breathing as we ground our pelvises together, and the soft, passionate musings we were whispering to each other. It was a wonderful change of pace, and I held Ann close as I moved my hips slightly. I was buried as deep as I could go, and I would only move a couple of inches, making the strokes very short.

"I love this feeling, Neil. I was meant to have your huge dick inside me."

"You're so tight, and I love the way you use your pussy to squeeze me. It's like you're using your hand on me."

"Hell, anything would be tight around a log like you lumber around between your legs."

"Maybe, but none have ever made me feel the way you do, Ann."

"Me too, sweetie," she said, reaching back to pull my face forward. She turned her head, and we shared a quick kiss. I pulled her leg up higher, and twisted our torsos to get mine under that lifted leg. We were back in a horizontal missionary position, close to where we started a couple of hours before.

I started kissing Ann, nibbling at her earlobes. When I licked behind her ear, she moaned loudly, and I knew I'd found another fun spot to play. Concentrating on that spot, I started pumping a little longer, and a little harder. Ann wrapped her legs around my waist and locked her ankles, pulling me in deeper to her cunt every time I plunged down into her.

Ann licked my ear, and whispered to me. "You're making me cum again, Neil. I can't believe I'm cumming AGAIN!" She started bucking her hips up into me, urging me to join her. I began humping as hard as I could, with the little energy I had left. I feared it would take me to long to cum, but Ann reached down between us and grabbed my balls.

"I'm close, baby," I said as sucked at her neck.

"Cum with me! Fill me up again with your cum!"

I was dumping my last load of the night into Ann's sloppy cunt in less than two minutes after that. It wasn't up to my usual quantity standards, but I rarely was asked to cum three times in less than three hours. Yet, I'd still stack up what I could shoot under those circumstances against most guys' regular loads. I was gifted in that area, and that wasn't lost on me...or on Ann.

She laughed and said, "I've never been with anybody that can do what you can do. Your cock goes off like a bazooka every time!"

"Sorry...it's a gift, and a curse."

"No it's not. It's the sexiest thing in the world. You have no idea what it does to me to feel you cumming inside me. I'm already missing you, and I still have two more days."

I hugged Ann. I knew exactly what she meant, and I felt the same way. I couldn't wait to see what would happen between us next, but I knew in the back of my mind that every experience we shared was one closer to her leaving for her home.

I got up and got off the bed, reaching for my g-string. Ann watched me from the bed as I bent over and pulled it up, showing her my ass. She let out a little wolf whistle, and growled, stroking my ego; like it needed any more attention. I got dressed the rest of the way, and went over to kiss Ann goodnight. Instead, she got up to walk me to the door.

It was close to midnight, and Ann opened the door and stood naked in front of the window of the storm door as she turned to kiss me one last time. I knew she was doing it for me, and I couldn't help but feel the thrill she must have felt flashing her old neighborhood. Even though there was no chance she was going to be seen, it was still turning me on to know end.

I reached down and fingered her snatch, a large deposit of cum settling on my fingers. I brought them to Ann's mouth, and she sucked my fingers dry. Leaning in, I hugged her tightly as I kissed her, savoring our combined juices.

"We taste great together," I said as I pulled back.

"We ARE great together, Neil," Ann said, making my heart skip.

"That we are. Thanks for a great night, babe."

Ann took in a deep breath, her body shivering a little. She was suddenly full of emotion, something welling up inside her. "Neil?" she said, looking up at me with big chocolate eyes sparkling. She had a tiny tear in the corner of her left. The sudden change came out of nowhere, and I was totally unprepared for it.

"Ann, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, Neil...I..."

I wiped away the tear with my thumb, holding Ann's face gently in my hands. "Baby, you can tell me. Was it something I did, or said?"

Ann offered me the sweetest smile I'd ever seen; a total contradiction to the way the rest of her body was acting. And then it got through my thick skull. It was a tear of happiness.

"Yes, baby. It was something you did...AND said. I heard you."

"You heard me? What do you mean?"

"Talking to my Mom. I was in the hallway, ready to come out and save you from her. But then I heard you...and I heard what you said."

"Ann, I'm sorry. I know I had no right. I..."

Ann raised her hand to my face, brushing her fingers lovingly against my cheek. "Yes you did. You're my boyfriend. And as it turned out, instead of me saving you; you were trying to save me."

"Ann...I don't know what you heard," I stammered frantically, her words not registering as I desperately wanted to explain myself. But Ann stopped me by putting her finger gently on my lips.

"Shhh...baby. Let me talk. First, I think I heard pretty much everything. You had just asked her how many boyfriends I'd brought home to meet them. I stopped in the hallway back near the bathroom, just out of sight. I wanted to hear what she'd say. I was going to come out after that...but I couldn't move. Your words froze me."

"I wasn't trying to meddle, Ann. I really wasn't."

"Sure you were. Well, maybe the intent wasn't that blatant. Meddle is a pretty strong word. But stop thinking you need to apologize. You were right, Neil, about almost everything. The only thing you said that was wrong was that I 'could' have told her. You're right, I shouldn't have to...but I couldn't tell her. I couldn't have said any of those things you said. Every time I've tried, it just ends up in an argument. She's so focused on what I wear, or what I eat, or what...ever, that she doesn't see who I really am. So, I bottle it all up inside. You said what I needed her to hear. Thank you for that."

Ann leaned up and kissed me, pulling me to her as she stroked my thick blond hair, running her fingers through the strands. I held her, feeling myself stirring again. I knew I had to go, though, and I was thankful I was dressed...and that she was naked. I loved seeing her and feeling her that way.

"So, you're okay with what I did?"

"Okay? Neil, I love you for that. I just don't know if it did any good," she said with her wonderful, unique laugh. "We'll have to see. But it isn't going to do any harm...we were pretty much strained between us anyway. I think you knew that."

I nodded, and she kissed me on the cheek. "I'll call you tomorrow at work...we can have lunch again, okay?"

I nodded as I walked out of the house. Ann stayed in front of the storm door as I walked to my car. I caught her dipping her own finger into her pussy, and bringing it to her mouth as I started up the engine. She gave me a little wave as I pulled away, then she literally ran back to her bedroom. I pictured her racing back to her bed, wanting to get herself off one more time before her folks came home.

The entire trip home, I wished I could have spent the night. I suddenly craved that special feeling of waking up in the middle of the night still coupled together; my flaccid cock still lodged inside her velvet pussy. I knew I'd never have that feeling with Ann, and my chest ached a little. What I wouldn't give to share that moment with her just once.

I shook my head, trying to rid the sudden melancholy that had washed over me.

"We still have two days together," I said to myself, trying to cheer myself up.