Ann: A Love Story Ch. 91

Sarah's left hand massaged my balls while her right pressed my shaft against my stomach. Moving in close, she rubbed her cheek against my sack, moaning as she closed her eyes for a moment. She followed that with a dreamy stare under her heavy eyelids.

"You know, in my job, I say this a lot, but most of the time it's just bullshit and I never know if it's really true. But for once I can honestly say...you have a really nice cock, Neil. And a thick one too," she cooed excitedly.

"Thanks."

"Have you always shaved?"

"Since college," I shrugged.

"I love how smooth it feels. That's going to make this a lot more fun for me," she giggled.

"That's kind of the point of shaving."

"Hmm...a man that thinks ahead. How refreshing," she breathed as she moved my knees apart with her elbows.

Taking one of my balls in her mouth, she began sucking and licking them, moving back and forth as she held my cock captive against my abdomen. She wasn't stroking me. Instead, she held her palm over my shaft as she bathed my balls, batting them around playfully with her tongue.

I knew from the instant she started that she was very talented orally, just in the way she moved. Like her dancing on stage, she simply personified grace. She was smooth and confident, showing her sexuality in ways that came off as totally natural. There wasn't anything contrived or thought out in her actions. She swayed with the music in the background as if it were a part of her, using the beat to drive her.

Slowly moving up from my balls, she turned her head, deciding that she wanted to change things. Pushing my legs together, she moved to my right side, pressing her big tits into the cushions of the loveseat. Her mouth found my shaft again as she parted her lips and kissed the base. From there, she slowly moved up and down my cock like she was playing a harmonica, her mouth dragging over my flesh, coating it with her saliva.

She would change pressure, or she'd pucker her lips a little more, covering less of my cock. Sometimes she'd widen her mouth as if she were about to take a bite of an ear of corn, stretching her lips as far as she could. Then there were times she'd actually use her teeth, lightly scraping them the length of my shaft, or biting ever so gently into my skin, making me shiver with excitement. Whenever she'd move to the tip of my cock and stop to lick all over the head, it felt as if my ass were coming off the seat and I wondered if she was going to take my cock and suck it.

But she resisted that temptation. She used one hand began to massage my balls, while the other played with my nipples. Still, she only used her mouth on the back of my cock instead of actually sucking it, focusing on moving her lips along my length the way she had been.

Not that I was complaining. Sure, it wasn't an all out blowjob, but in a way that made it better. She was giving of herself; doing everything she could to make the experience feel different. She was making it memorable.

"I'm going to cum, Sarah," I breathed as she pulled at my nipple and tugged at my balls.

"Uuunnhh," she sang happily in her throat as she moved her mouth to the very base of my cock, just above my balls.

Latching on there with her lips, she began rapidly running her tongue over my skin, pressing her face harder into my crotch. My cock sprang out at a forty-five degree angle from my stomach, released for the first time since she'd started. Kneading my balls, she would lick slowly up my shaft occasionally, always returning to that spot at the base where she'd kiss and suck. It was like she was attempting to draw my load from my balls right there, knowing my sperm would be racing past that spot any moment.

"OH FUCK!" I yelled, my balls lurching in her hand as I started spewing.

The cum launched from my cock in long, spectacular arcs, the first of which splashing down in the middle of my smooth, tan chest. She stopped what she was doing so she could look at my shaft, the spasms and twitches making it bob up and down violently as it fired several more shots onto my body.

"That looks so HOT," she cheered, still squeezing my balls to try and make more cum shoot out of them. And she was somewhat successful, a couple more little bursts exploding before the spasms died down, a trickle of thick white sperm dangling from the tip.

She bent over, taking the cum on her tongue, squeezing my shaft as she sucked the head of my cock into her mouth to drain it. When she swirled her tongue around the tip, my fingers dug into the cushions as the electrical jolt ran through the nerve endings, making my shaft tingle in delicious pain.

Letting my cock slip out of her mouth with a resounding pop, she turned her attentions to cleaning up the mess she'd just helped me make. Slurping up the long lines of cum, I could tell she was storing it in her mouth, moaning like she had just tasted an exotic delicacy. She'd hold big morsels on her tongue for me to see, before letting them slide to the back of her closed throat so she could scoop up more.

After she'd cleaned me up, she closed her mouth and crawled up onto the loveseat next to me, turning with her right leg curled underneath her. Throwing her brunette tresses back over her shoulders, she winked at me, cupping her tits in her hands and pressing them together as she lifted them.

Tilting her head down, she slowly opened her mouth, carefully aiming as she let my cum dribble out of her mouth onto her chest. I watched as it flowed over her skin, the creamy white goo staining her skin in an erotic display. Looking back up, she showed me she still had half her mouth full, another wicked smile appearing. Letting the remaining load spill out of the corners of her mouth, the two streams ran down her chin, and joined together on her neck, flowing steadily for the valley between her breasts.

My cock throbbed as I watched her trying to keep me turned on to the very end. Looking over my shoulder, her mouth opened once again, only this time in shock.

"What?" I asked, wondering what she was staring at.

"The light just turned yellow," she said with a naughty grin. "I could have sworn we'd been up here longer."

"What are you talking about?"

Sarah pointed at a control board on the wall where she'd turned up the speakers, a small yellow light illuminated on the panel. "It's the system we use. The light starts out green and halfway through our time, it turns yellow. When there are five minutes left, it changes to orange. When it turns to red, I've got about two minutes to either get you out of the room or to use the intercom to call Eddie and tell him you've paid for more time."

"And it just turned yellow?"

"Uh huh...we still have a half hour," she giggled. "I think I made you cum too soon...I could have dragged that out a while longer. What would you like for me to do now? Want me to dance for you?"

Moving closer, my hand brushed along her thigh, moving toward her crotch as I slipped my head lower. Licking up some of the cum that she'd dribbled onto her left breast, I brought it to her mouth, kissing her fully as our tongues danced together. Moaning into my mouth, her hand found the back of my head, holding the kiss a little longer.

Breaking off the kiss, I sucked at her lower lip. "If you had dragged out my orgasm, I wouldn't have been able to do that," I hissed as I slipped two fingers past her g-string, slowly easing them into her wet cunt.

"Oh...damn," she squeaked as I began to fuck her with my fingers.

I started sucking at her tits, paying great attention to her nipples. She arched her back, forcing her breasts forward into my mouth. I'd bite and nibble at them, pulling back with my lips to stretch them out. All the while, she was squirming on the loveseat as I rocked my wrist back and forth.

After a couple of minutes, she began to moan, her body reacting to what I was doing to her. "Fuck, I never thought I'd regret telling you that I won't fuck you," she panted, knowing it was a line neither one of us was going to cross anyway.

Still holding my fingers inside her as she came down from her orgasm, I told her as much, saying, "It wouldn't have mattered, Sarah. Ann told me the next pussy I fuck has to be hers."

"Ann's your fiancée?"

"Uh-huh."

Bucking her hips to try and get me to finger fuck her again, she bit her lip in that familiar way she had. "You make it sound like she doesn't care if you have sex as long as it's not fucking."

"Actually, what she said was just that...the next pussy I fuck is going to be hers. She was pretty explicit about it," I replied honestly, not really thinking about the significance of my statement. But Sarah was. I could see the wheels turning in her pretty little brain, the sparkle in her eyes making my cock flinch against her calf. Reaching down, she grabbed my shaft, slowly stroking it. That had me easing my fingers in and out of her wet pussy once again.

Her eyes widened, her chest rising as she mulled over what I'd just said. Moving quickly, she moved back, my fingers slipping free of her slippery cunt. In one swift, graceful move, she flipped over onto her knees on the little couch, her upper body leaning over the arm.

"Hurry up, before I change my mind!" she snapped as she looked over her shoulder.

"Hurry up and what?" I grinned.

"Fuck my ass...and please don't make me ask twice."

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The small light on the wall had just changed from yellow to orange. Sarah let out a sigh as I held her on the couch, the two of us breathing a little more calmly than we had been a few minutes before.

"That was wonderful, Neil. Thank you," she said politely, which kind of took me off guard.

"You're thanking me?" I asked.

"Why wouldn't I? I told you before that it's been a long time. Even longer since I've let someone do that to me," she laughed as she felt my cock slowly softening, yet still firmly planted in her ass.

"It was wonderful," I sighed.

We were silent again for a minute or so. But we both knew that the light on the wall was just minutes away from turning red and we were both totally naked. She lifted off of me, my cock flopping out of her ass as she stood up. While I started getting dressed, she put on her high heels and then she reached for her bikini top.

As I was buttoning my shirt, she looked at me with a wondering glance. "Neil?"

"Sarah," I responded playfully, a happy smile stamped on my face.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure," I shrugged.

"Does Ann know you're here right now?"

"HA...here with you? Not likely. But she knows I'm out with the guys for my bachelor party, which is convenient, since she's out on the town with a bunch of horny girls for her bachelorette party," I grinned.

Sarah got a mischievous glint in her eyes, the naughty smile on her face making me stand up straight. "Is she...having sex?"

Nodding slowly, I could only smile. "Knowing that her friend Tina set things up, I can almost guarantee it, although it would be with a woman," I said as I tilted my head to the side in thought.

"Really...she's bi?"

"She would never officially admit it...but yeah, she is in a way. She'd love you."

Sarah giggled as I sat down on the loveseat to tie my shoes. "Actually, I'm pretty sure you're right."

"Huh?"

"Let me guess. She's sexy and tan, with long, curly brown hair, amazing brown eyes, perky tits and an amazing ass, right?"

"H...how would you know that?" I stammered.

"She was here a few hours ago," she laughed.

"Ann was here?"

"Well, her and the rest of her party. There were eight of them. Tina is the hot little blonde, right?"

Shaking my head, I smiled as thought of Tina. "Yeah, that would be her."

"I thought so. She was definitely running the show."

"Running the...what?"

"She was in charge of the entertainment for the night, like your friend downstairs."

"Oh...for a minute there I thought Ann might have been up on the stage dancing."

"Tina thought about it, but the management only lets that happen on amateur nights. So, she had to come up with something else instead."

"I'd hate to think what that might be," I murmured.

"Uh...that would be me," Sarah grinned as she slipped on her cover up.

Standing up, I grabbed her baby blue g-string off the floor, thinking of how I'd removed and discarded it. I studied the garment, and then her face. "You?"

"Remember when Eddie said earlier that he'd already done a favor for me and let me use this room tonight?"

"Yeeaahhh," I replied slowly.

"I was with Ann, right on that couch," she giggled again. "And we had just as much fun there as you and I did."

"Excuse me?"

"I gave her a lapdance downstairs, and when we finished, Tina asked her if she liked it. Ten minutes later, we were up here. Now you know why that g-string you're holding was so wet."

"Because you were horny," I answered, my eyes narrowing in confusion.

"Because you weren't the first one to eat my pussy tonight," she winked.

The shock of what she said made my mouth fall open. But as I processed it, I shook my head in disbelief. "Wait a minute. You said after I finished that it had been a long time since anyone had done that!"

"No, I said it had been a long time since any MAN had done that to me. I never said anything about a woman. That happened just a couple hours ago," she laughed again.

Smiling at the thought of knowing it was really true, I quickly moved in my mind, wondering what else had happened between them. "Did you, you know?"

"No. Tina was pretty specific as far as what she wanted me to do, if I'd go along with her plan. My job was to turn Ann on as much as I could, but I never ate her. I wanted to...and I did get to fuck her."

"What!"

"Well, not really. I used a big dildo they were calling 'Antonio' on her."

"Antonio's my middle name," I said out loud, not thinking of what I was admitting.

"So it's a Neil stand-in...that's amusing," she smirked as she groped my crotch through my pants. "Anyway, she didn't cum. Tina wanted me to use it on her toward the end of the half hour so I had to stop because we ran out of time. I felt horrible about it, but I think Ann understood. It was all part of some game they were all playing with the dildo, passing the thing back and forth between them. I can only imagine what that was all about."

"Yeah...me too," I grinned, seeing the little light turn to red out of the corner of my eye. "Sarah...thanks for making my night so amazing, and memorable."

"You're welcome, Neil. I can't tell you how much I enjoyed...well, you know. I swear I've never done that before. Hell, I never will again, but I've thought about it a lot. Thanks for making a fantasy come true for me."

"Ha...you're welcome."

"So, can I have my g-string back now?" she asked as she held out her hand.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to keep it," I winked as I pulled two twenties out of my pocket, placing them in her open palm her. Leaning in to give her a soft kiss, I lingered near her face. "Hopefully this will cover the cost. I'd love to have it as a memento...and I'm sure Ann would too."