Ann: The Married Years Ch. 03

"AGGHHH!"

His balls tightened, before releasing a torrent of sperm deep into her waiting womb. She trembled as she felt the warm jets splashing inside her, filling her pussy like she'd been dreaming of since she'd woken up. With that dream dashed, she'd hoped to have that sexy feeling during the ceremony, the idea of his load slowly seeping from inside her as she watched Dawn say her vows to Jeremy seeming somehow poetic in her devious little brain. That too didn't happen, because of the delays in getting from the airport to the park in time for the wedding.

But this was far from too little too late. There was so much cum shooting inside her it seemed like he might not stop. The disappointment of not being able to fuck him earlier in the day vanished. This was so much better than she could have imagined. It was fate... the way it was supposed to be. And it was perfect.

His dick slipped from the wet confines of her pussy, the hard slickened shaft glistening in the sun. She let out a little moan, the sudden emptiness making her weak in the knees. Turning to face him, they met in a hot, steamy kiss; the kind that made his cock jump as she pressed her body against his. He wondered for a second if he was just going to stay hard as her tongue searched his open mouth.

Pulling away, she kept her eyes closed for a moment, opening them to find he was already putting on his shirt. She felt the stinging in her nipples, her breasts covered with raw marks from where his hands had clawed at them. Looking into his eyes, she could see the devilish grin on his face, knowing she'd taken a risk by playing with his shaft when he was fucking her. It wasn't what he had planned, and she had a feeling she was in trouble.

"I'm going to pay that tonight, aren't I?" she asked softly as she straightened her miniskirt.

"Pay for what?"

"Touching you... making you cum too soon," she said, biting nervously at her lower lip.

Grabbing her blouse off the branch, he turned and started walking away. "No... I think you're going to pay for that dirty little trick right now."

Left standing there topless, Ann started to panic. But she didn't yell out, too afraid she'd make her 'punishment' worse. Thoughts of having to wander into the reception half-naked had her flushed. Not only was she topless, her breasts were all marked. Not to mention where he'd bitten at her on her neck, although at that moment she'd give anything for that to be the center of attention. No one would be looking at a bite mark now, even if she covered her tits with her folded arms. She actually wasn't that concerned about either. The marks on her tits would go away in a few hours. And she'd had worse on her neck many times in her life. She was mortified about having to walk into the barn as she was without a top on.

Trying to come up with a solution, she first wondered if the rental car was unlocked, knowing she at least had the shirt she wore the day before inside her overnight bag. No matter how wrinkled it was, or that it didn't really go with her outfit, it was better than going back to the reception half-naked. But she knew that was a pipe dream. There was no way he would have left he car open.

Collecting her thoughts she took a deep breath. Maybe there would be something along the way to cover up with. Or, perhaps she would just stay put, thinking that sooner or later he'd come to get her. But the reception was almost over. In fact, many people had already started to leave.

"That will just mean less people to see me," she thought as she ran her fingers through her hair, trying to straighten up. "At least I'm not sweaty anymore," she chuckled as she took one more deep breath before strutting confidently around the bushes, into the open.

"That bastard!" she laughed, seeing her blouse hanging from the huge bushes on the other side. Taking it, she started to put it on, stopping herself as she thought about the few minutes of fear he'd put her through. Resolved to have the upper hand, she flipping the garment over her shoulder like she would a coat, the collar hooked onto her finger. Instead of covering up, she embraced the idea of what he'd implied. She walked proudly through the grass toward the front door, knowing the one they'd used to escape would be locked.

Just strolling to the entry, she knew she'd been seen by at least three couples, but she never acknowledged them, her eyes focused on where she was walking. Reaching for the doorknob, she entered the big hall, only then taking the blouse off her shoulder to put it on. She slipped an arm through one of the holes, then the other, pulling it up onto her shoulders, but leaving it wide open. She strutted directly toward Neil, who was standing next to Mark and Jill, a bottle of beer in each of their hands.

Mark elbowed his friend, a chuckle escaping his wide grin.

Jill gasped at first, her hand flying to her mouth. Then she shook her head and quipped, "She certainly knows how to make an entrance."

"That she does," Neil nodded, smiling behind his bottle as he took a casual sip of his Budweiser.

She walked to her husband, slowly buttoning up the blouse, leaving the top three undone as she stopped inches in front of him with a wicked smile on her face. Taking the bottle from his hand, she took a long drink, her eyes never leaving his.

"Thanks," she said as she handed it back to him. Patting his crotch, she cupped his balls for a second, saying, "And thanks for taking me outside to play, baby. I was never going to make it to the hotel."

"Me either," he said as he took another drink. "Want me to get you a beer?"

"No, I'll get my own, thanks," she said as she turned heel, swaying her hips seductively as she walked to the bar, knowing most of the eyes left in the room were watching. At least, those that weren't in the line to say goodbye to Jeremy and Dawn.

When she finally returned, the four of them talked and drank, Mark and Jill attempting to pry what had happened from them. Neil wasn't saying, and Ann simply said, "I'm not allowed to tell you. That's up to Neil if he wants to share how he used me."

The sexual tension was thick, and Mark was starting to get antsy. Jill shook her head, saying, "You're not doing that to me here. I'm not dressed for it."

And she wasn't, the tight jeans she was modeling looking ridiculously difficult to take on and off. "I told you to wear a skirt," he complained.

"Sorry, love. You'll just have to wait until we get home."

"I'm not sure I'm going to make it that long," he replied, trying to sound desperate.

Patting his crotch, she giggled. "You'll be fine. If you're a good boy, maybe I'll do something for you on the way."

He was about to quiz her on what she meant, like he didn't already know, but the best man announced that the bride and groom were about to leave. The four of them waited to be directed where to go, knowing they were going to stand in a line outside to throw rice at the happy couple on the way to their waiting limousine. But it came as a surprise that it was Dawn and Jeremy that moved around the room, ushering people toward the door as a way to thank them before they left.

Dawn stopped in her tracks when she caught Neil's eyes, Jeremy hitting the brakes as well. She looked at him, hopeful that their earlier conversation while they danced wasn't some tease. "So, are you coming?" she asked.

Ann winked before he could respond and said, "He just did."

"You did?" she asked, taking a quick glance at Ann, seeing how she was partially dressed.

"She did too," Neil shrugged.

"Of course she did," Dawn smiled. "You'd never leave her out of the party, would you?"

"Good on ya, mate!" Jeremy said excitedly as he slapped Neil on the shoulder, making them wonder what he meant.

"He says congratulations," Dawn offered, playing translator.

"Well thanks," Neil replied, before turning his attentions back to Dawn, and the real question she was asking. "Are you sure about this? We don't want to intrude."

"It's no intrusion, Neil. We want you to come. It'll be fun," she smiled.

"You're sure?" Ann asked; a nervous hitch in her voice.

Jeremy reached out and touched her hand, his eyes finding hers. "No worries, Anna. We'd be delighted."

"In fact," Dawn added, "I actually left our itinerary at your hotel, just in case. I just never thought you'd really want to come with us."

"Well, I don't know about cumming with you. All this sex talk is a bit overwhelming, and as you can see, I'm not that kind of girl," Ann grinned, winking at her again. "Then again, I can be made to do things... we'll just have to play that part by ear."

"God, you're a riot, Ann," Dawn chuckled. "So, seriously, you'll come?"

"If we can get a flight... absolutely. We're looking forward to it. Where are we going, anyway?"

Dawn flashed a knowing smile at Neil, before looking back at her. "It's a surprise," she winked.

"Dammit!" she pouted.

"Sorry Ann. Neil made me promise. So, we'll see you sometime tomorrow, then?"

"Or the next day. I'll try tonight to get us booked on a flight. Hopefully we'll have better luck than we had getting here," he nodded.

"Well, we'll see you when we see you," she said, giving them both a kiss. "Thanks for coming to our wedding. It means the world to both of us."

"We wouldn't have missed it," Neil laughed, "even though we almost did."

As Neil and Ann stood waiting outside a few minutes later, rice at the ready, Ann leaned in close to Jill standing next to her. "Hey Jill, do you know where they're going on their honeymoon?" she asked innocently.

"Yes I do," she answered, throwing a handful up in the air as Dawn and Jeremy ducked and ran toward the limousine. "And it's a secret."

"DAMMIT!" she yelled as she threw her batch of rice, hurling it farther and a little harder.

Jill shrugged. "What can I say? Neil made us promise too."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"What do you mean you didn't expect me to do that? You're the one that said we should fuck at the reception."

They moved forward a couple of feet, still waiting in line at the counter of the hotel. They were both tired, if not exhausted. But the adrenaline was kicking it, at least as far as Neil was concerned. Just thinking about what they'd done after the wedding had his heart pumping. It didn't hurt that Ann had just mentioned his cum dripping down her sexy thighs.

"I said we should fuck in the barn, remember? I never said anything about doing it outside."

"We did it against the barn. That's close enough. Besides, we've done it outside before."

"Not like that. We were pretty much out in the open in broad daylight."

"There were bushes hiding us."

"Not on the other side. I swear I could see people through that thicket of trees."

"And?"

"And that made it so hot, baby. I just can't believe that's where you took me."

"You saw the inside of the barn, Anna. There wasn't any place inside it where I could take you."

"Well, you took me, that's for sure."

"And that's exactly what you needed, wasn't it."

"Yes," she replied sheepishly. "But I never dreamed you'd walk off with my blouse. I actually cursed at you."

He chuckled at her admission. "I left it for you."

"That's when I cursed you, when I found it. I couldn't believe you left me like that. And then when I found it --"

"You didn't seem upset when you walked in."

"I wasn't. I was turned on... again. But that doesn't mean what you did didn't make me react. I shouldn't have called you a bastard though."

"That's okay. I've been called worse."

"Not by me, and I don't feel good about it. What you did was what I needed. I'm sorry I even thought that."

"You're not going to be punished, if that's what your wondering."

"So, no Anna Renee?" she said, wrinkling her nose, a twinge running through her pussy at the thought of him spanking her.

"No. That's not what you need tonight."

"It's not?"

"No, it isn't. When are you going to learn to trust that I know you, and I know what you need?"

She let out a long, contented sigh. "I love you, Neil."

"I love you too, Anna," he said as he kissed her forehead.

"Can I help you?" the man behind the counter asked.

Stepping forward, Neil nodded, "Yes, we have a reservation under Thomas."

"Hmm... let me see. Ah yes. Neil and Anna... we have you in room 310. And I have good news. Your luggage arrived a few hours ago. You'll find it waiting for you in your room. Sign here please."

Neil scribbled his signature onto the piece of paper, and said, "Thanks, that's a big relief."

"It usually is for those who lost theirs."

"Oh, we didn't lose it. It just didn't make the same trip we did."

"Well, at least it's here for you now, Mr. Thomas. There's also this envelope from Mrs. Hunter."

"Who? Mrs. Hunter?"

Ann giggled and said, "Dawn Hunter... as in Mr. and Mrs. Jeremy Hunter. You were just there at their wedding."

"Wow, I guess I didn't put two and two together on that very well, did I?" he laughed as he took the envelope and the keys to the room. "Thanks."

"You're welcome. Have a good stay."

"Oh... we will," Ann said as she led Neil toward the elevators.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"So, is this the same room you had with Dawn?" she called out as she relaxed in the hot, steamy water from the jetting Jacuzzi, sunk in the floor of a room off to the side of the main part of the suite.

"What?" he called back from the other room.

"Is this the same room?"

"Uh... no. Why?"

"Just wondering," she said as she cupped her breasts under the water, letting her thumbs brush against her hard nipples, moaning a little.

He appeared in the doorway, leaning against the frame as he looked at his wife playing in the big hot tub. "I think it's more than that. You seem to be asking a lot of questions along those lines."

"I do?"

"Uh huh. You asked about the hotel yesterday, wondering if it was the same one Tina and I had stayed in. Then today at the wedding you asked about the ball fields you saw. And then you wondered if this was the hotel Dawn and I stayed at, and now you're asking if this is the room. Why all the questions?"

"I dunno. I guess I'm just curious, that's all."

"It's more than that," he grinned, staring into her deep brown eyes.

"What makes you say that?"

"Because I can tell that you're playing with your pussy underneath the water."

She had slid her left hand down from her breast, toying with her labia before finger-fucking herself slowly when he appeared at the door. Slipping a second finger inside her tight slit, she closed her eyes and let out a gasp. "Ooohh...yes. Yes I am."

"You're avoiding the subject, Anna. What's with all the questions?"

Stopping what she was doing, she removed her hand, rolling over to lean on the edge of the large tub with her folded arms. Her eyes were blazing, the obvious fire behind them showing how she was feeling inside. His eyes caught sight of her foot, lifted out of the water behind him, her toes curled as she smiled seductively.

"I'm just interested in history, baby."

"What does that mean?"

"I kind of look at this place like its... historic. Well, not necessarily just this place, but this town. This is where you met her. This is where you healed. It's a subject I find really interesting; sort of like history. I love you. So why wouldn't I be interested in where you were and what you did when you were here the last time? You've told me all of those great stories, and I like the idea of seeing it, and feeling close to it."

"I guess I never really thought about coming back here that way."

"Well, I have. It excites me to think I'm in the same town where you met Dawn. Or that so many of the places you did things that weekend are so close by. Or that we're in the same hotel where you had fun with her and Denise. Hell, for all I know, Denise could be here right now."

"Don't be getting any ideas."

"Oh, I'm not. Other than wondering why you're still dressed. Why don't you come join me?"

She watched him take off his shirt, her dreamy eyes washing over his muscular frame. She let out a sigh when she saw his broad shoulders come into view, almost moaning just from the sight of him tossing the garment off to the side.

"He even makes that sexy," she mused.

Her thoughts ran back to him doing the same thing at the barn, just before he plunged his thick shaft back into her waiting pussy from behind. A rush of excitement ran through her body as she watched him reach for the button of his shorts, only to have her show interrupted.

"I'll get that," he said as he turned, moving back into the other room to answer the phone.

"Aw," she replied in mock disappointment.

"I'll be back in a minute, babe," he called.

A warm sensation enveloped her. She knew the call had to do with their airline reservations. He'd been working on it for over an hour, making calls while she took a quick shower and then slipped into the steamy hot tub with a glass of wine to relax. It excited her that he was making plans, the very idea making her heart race.

She could barely hear his muffled words as he had a conversation. While she couldn't make out what he was saying, she still became flushed with excitement, a stirring deep inside making her pulse quicken. Even though they'd been married for over six months, it still amazed her how turned on she got just from something as simple as the sound of his voice, or when he walked around without a shirt.

Or the idea that she was naked in the hotel where he'd fucked Dawn during his weekend with her.

"I still can't believe I'm here," she whispered to herself as she laid her head on her folded arms and closed her eyes.

She wasn't sure how long she'd dozed off. I could have been just seconds, or it could have been an hour for all she knew. It stunned her that she'd actually fallen asleep inside the Jacuzzi, her body almost floating in the water as she gripped the edge of the huge tub. But she loved the way she'd been awakened.

Neil had slipped into the water quietly, moving up behind her. He moved gracefully, somehow twisting his long frame, easing his body underneath hers. It startled her when his head popped up from beneath the foam next to her arm, feeling his torso suddenly under her body, his erect cock pressing against her abdomen. She moved her arms, draping them over his shoulders as he perched his ass on the seat, feeling his hands pulling her to him.

Spreading her thighs, she let him maneuver her. She felt weightless in the water as his strong hands guided her in place, the tip of his cock rubbing back and forth across her labia. Actually, it was the other way around, as he moved her body over his throbbing shaft. His fingers gripped her slippery skin, massaging her waist just above her hips as he toyed with her.

Staring into his deep blue eyes, she felt a tingle run down her spine. She knew he was going to slip his cock inside her at any moment, and she held her breath, waiting for that magical feeling where she'd be stretched. It seemed like minutes passed before she exhaled, timing it with his penetration deep into her cunt.

"Oh God," she whimpered, her eyes snapping shut.

He kissed her neck, his lips tender, he touch loving. It was such a stark contrast to how he'd used his mouth there a few hours before. The feeling of his tongue dragging across her nape made her swoon in his arms, tilting her head back to let him play. He held her on his shaft, the pulsing of his cock inside her warm, tight pussy the only movement she felt. She clenched her inner muscles, gripping at his manhood, wanting more.

"Patience lover," he whispered as he nibbled on her lobe, his hands roaming over her lower back, one in the middle, the other moving lower to cup her perfect ass.

"Oh... Ah...." she moaned, powerless to control her audible reactions, but unable to formulate words.