Ann: A Love Story Ch. 06

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Neils turn to star in anal 'scene' with Dawn.
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Part 6 of the 111 part series

Updated 08/31/2017
Created 01/28/2009
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Dawn and Jill had departed to their separate ends of Mark's home. Jill and Mark's room was to the right as you entered. Dawn's, and a room Mark used as an office, were down another hall to the left. The living room was in the center of the home, with the kitchen behind it, combined as kind of a great room complete with a cathedral ceiling. As double wide mobile homes go, it was very, very nice. It was more of a house the way it was set up.

The floor plan allowed Dawn to have some semblance of privacy. But as loud as we had been the night before, the illusion of being secluded was pretty much shattered. Still, it was neat that Mark and Jill were able to give Dawn her own space, complete with a separate bathroom on her end of the home.

Mark and I were sitting in silence, mentally recovering from the visual overload the girls had just subjected us to. I, for one, was glad. Any contact between Dawn and I right after the live and taped lesbian show would have had me cumming in seconds. As it was, I was able to get control of my libido enough that I was confident I would be able to control my ejaculation. I wasn't so sure about Mark.

I was finally able to see, my eyes adjusting to the dark. Mark was panting, looking like a tiger hidden in the jungle, waiting to pounce on the first piece of fresh meat to mistakenly cross his path. He was going to have a hard time controlling his carnal instincts. My first thought was that Jill was going to be disappointed, because she had Mark so worked up, it likely was going to lead to a very quick 'fuck and done'.

That thought got slammed up against the inside of my skull, pummeled by a new one that was fighting to the death for control of the preeminent position at the front of my brain. The cause of that new thought was standing to my left as I sat on the loveseat.

Jill was looming at the edge of that same hallway where she had walked onto the 'beach' that was her living room in her previous performance. She was illuminated by the candlelight from her bedroom. There were many more lit than the couple of dozen that had set the mood for my brief tryst with her, which suddenly seemed like days ago instead of a little over an hour. She was wearing a black leather bikini and long black leather heels that came past her knees. I normally would have been leering at that, considering how amazing it made her body look.

I, however, couldn't get past the wig. Jill was standing, legs apart; a dominating sneer appearing on her face. This girl was an actress! Atop her head, she wore a shoulder length red-haired wig. My mouth dropped as she strutted past me, ignoring me on the way by. Jill stood tall in front of a frozen Mark. She lifted his chin with her fingers to get him to look into her eyes.

"Stand up, Anthony. Sophie wants to play."

MY heart jumped. I can only imagine what Mark's was doing. He stood up slowly, and Jill turned him around. He didn't flinch when she took a tie and bound his wrists behind his back. Smacking him on his ass first to get his attention, she took him by the elbow.

"Let's go Anthony. I've waited for this long enough!"

They disappeared behind their door, leaving me alone with my thoughts in the dark. Scattered, random things popped into my head. It had been a whirlwind weekend to that point, and I was waiting on another overwhelming encounter with Dawn.

As much as I had enjoyed Jill, I couldn't wait to be back in Dawn's arms. Unless, of course, it wasn't Dawn that was behind that closed bedroom door any longer. As intrigued as I was, I prayed a red-haired girl in black leather didn't come sauntering out.

~*~*~*~*~*~

No matter how long eternity is, when it comes to waiting for a woman to get herself ready for a man, add 20 to 30 minutes. Not that I minded. I knew it was time well spent on her behalf, and it would be worth whatever wait I had to endure.

Dawn's door opened slowly. The candlelight coming down the hallway showed her shadow seductively turning down the sheets to her bed. I had that same shiver of excitement hit me just as the night before. How something so domestic could be so sensual was beyond me, but I immediately got excited. Not just because she was inviting me to her bed again, but because, just like Jill with me, she hadn't invited Mark.

I looked at Dawn's shadow, checking out just how much attention to detail she'd put into whatever she had been planning. She had carefully positioned the candles to project a perfect silhouette on the opposite wall in the living room. In doing so, she had deliberately created a new medium for me to view. She lifted her hand, and crooked her finger, beckoning me to come to her. She knew I'd be watching, and waiting. When I got to the doorway, she was on the bed; legs curled under her provocatively to show her nude form from the front, but not being vulgar about it. Her upper body supported on her right side by her elbow, her right hand holding her tilted head. Her left hand was twirling her platinum blond locks. That's right...blond!

I leaned into the doorframe, crossing my legs at the ankles in a patient pose; other than my hard cock pointing at her. Quietly, I said, "Hello Amanda," letting Dawn know that I knew what she wanted, and I was willing to play along. Her eyes lit up as big as her smile. The more times I showed I really got what made her tick, the more excited she became.

She patted the bed with her left hand, saying, "Hello Dean. Why don't you come join me? I've waited a long time for this!"

Seeing Dawn in a blond wig gave her an entirely different persona. Not just because she was playing a part she fantasized about from a porn movie. Her aura was altered. While I loved the real, brunette version, this different model was equally exciting, but in a different way; one that I couldn't put my finger on. I know one of the things that helped her pull off the transformation was that she was clean shaven below, so there was no evidence that she wasn't a natural blond. But the sexual aura she was sending off was a totally different vibe from my Dawn. She was Amanda.

I started to close the door behind me as I walked into the bedroom,

"Leave it open Dean. Maybe we'll hear Sophie take care of Anthony while you take care of me!"

It was definitely out of character from the movie. Dawn was putting her own personal spin on the scene. An erotic re-write of sorts. I played along, pushing the door back to the original position before I turned and walked to the open side of the bed. If she wanted to direct her own happy ending, who was I to argue. But I couldn't help but smile when I thought of the overwhelming theme of the scene between Dean and Amanda. No matter how you edited or changed the direction, it all came down to two words: anal sex.

I slipped in next to 'Amanda's' body, moving behind her as she faced away from me. My cock nestled perfectly into the crack of her ass as we spooned together; a foreshadow not lost on her.

"Oh, Dean, your cock is so hard. It feels so hot against my ass."

I cupped her breasts, pulling her tight against my body as I squeezed them; kneading the soft flesh in my big hands. I was rough as first, trying to get a sense of her sexual temperature. Did she want a suave and gentle Dean; or was she more interested in a rugged and dirty Dean?

"Oh God, that's it, baby. Maul my tits!"

Ah...Amanda wanted rugged and dirty. I was ready for that too. I had made love to Dawn many times already. That's what our being lovers were all about. But in the bawdy play in which I was about to make my thespian debut, the role I would be playing called for stepping out of that safe zone, and portraying a character more diverse. Dawn loved being loved; Amanda wanted fucked. I'm sure that Dawn had times where she wanted fucked too, but I wasn't with Dawn at the moment. I was with 'Amanda.'

I pawed harder at her luscious mounds, pulling and squeezing her nipples as I humped my cock in the crevice of her backside.

"That feel's so bad, baby. It makes me feel so dirty!"

"Are you a bad girl, Amanda?"

"I want to be. Make me be a bad girl, Dean. Make me be naughty!"

At first, I wasn't sure how I was supposed to 'make' her be naughty. I figured she was already there. But I knew where she wanted to end up with that scene. Maybe she needed to be sort of forced to do something so out of the norm. I wasn't sure, but my gut told me that with Dawn using words like 'make' and 'dirty' and 'maul', she wanted me to be more in control than to have this be a romp where we were on equal footing.

I grabbed Dawn and flipped her over onto her knees while I got on my back. I thought about grabbing her hair and kind of getting her where I wanted her to be, but I didn't want to pull the wig off by accident. Instead, I pushed her down by her shoulders and kind of growled at her.

"Suck my cock, Amanda. Suck it now!"

It was a demand rather than a request. She squeaked a little as she felt my strong hands move her down my body. Grabbing my shaft, she took me gently into her mouth. Gentle wasn't going to do for Dean either.

"Suck it! Don't play with it!"

I grabbed the back of her head carefully so I wouldn't disturb the wig, but I pushed her head down forcefully onto my shaft, making her gag a little. I started humping my hips up, forcing more and more of my cock into her mouth. Dawn let out her own little growl as she tried to stuff more and more past her lips.

When she was gasping and pulled up to take a breath, I swiftly changed positions and threw her on the bed on her back. Taking her legs and and flipping them up over my shoulders, I buried my slobbery cock deep into her pussy in one violent thrust. Dawn screamed out as I started pounding her. There was no doubt in my mind that Mark and Jill...or Anthony and Sophie, heard that.

I pumped into her hard, pinning her ankles near her head. Dawn was grunting with every thrust. I kept in mind the end game, wanting to make sure I was in control of my orgasm so I didn't screw up Dawn's fantasy. I knew her ass would be tight, and having not experienced anal before, I was a little nervous I'd shoot off to soon. I needed a way to transition to her ass. I needed a compelling reason for Dean to 'make' Amanda do it. She gave it to me with her pleading.

"Oh shit, Dean! Fuck my pussy. Fuck my pussy like I'm a dirty slut!"

Snapping totally into character, I shot her a nasty little grin.

"Dirty sluts don't want their pussies fucked, Amanda. They want their asses fucked!'

"Oh shit. Yes! Fuck my ass! Fuck me in the ass, Dean!"

First, I shoved a finger deep into her ass, and I smiled as it slipped easily in. Dawn had the good sense to take the time to pre-lube her rear entrance with some KY. I made an educated guess that she also gave herself an enema to clean herself out, considering the smutty ending her selected scene chose. That would explain the time it took for her to prepare herself after she and Jill had left the living room. But that was just a guess. I didn't really know at the time.

Finger fucking Amanda's ass for a moment, I slipped a second finger inside her tight hole, and then a third, all the while still fucking her glorious pussy. I got a glimpse of Dawn's sexual desires. The look on her face from having both of her holes stuffed, even with my fingers, said volumes. She loved it. It was time to see just how much she enjoyed having her ass full. Three fingers was just an appetizer.

I pulled my fingers from Dawn's ass, and my cock from her pussy.

"Spread your cheeks, Amanda. Show me how much you want my cock in your ass!"

Dawn moved her hands quickly; faster than I think Amanda would have. Nonetheless, the split personality under me pulled those hard buns apart, offering her virgin hole for me. That, too, was a guess, but I felt a little surer on that one. I placed the tip of my cock against her rectum and slowly eased forward. As my fat head popped past her sphincter, Dawn's eyes almost popped out of her head.

She started sweating, and she was breathing erratically.

"Calm down Amanda. I don't want you to pass out. Relax. I'll take it slow...at first!"

She was panting as I gave her another inch, and then another. Halfway in, I pulled out and slowly gave it back to her.

"FUCK!" she said as I gave her a quick jab.

She was gritting and grinding her teeth, breathing through them like a mad dog. The drool was running out the sides of her mouth. It all seemed so primal.

"MORE. GIVE ME MORE, DEAN!"

I obliged, shoving another inch of my wide shaft into her anal cavity. Dawn screamed out again, and pulled wider on her ass cheeks. I grabbed her ankles and spread her legs wider, giving me even more room. The fact that she was so well lubed helped me slide into her, but she was struggling with the girth of my flesh. I wasn't sure if she'd practiced with anything before, but if she had, it wasn't as wide as I was.

After ten minutes, I was finally buried all the way in Dawn's ass. Her eyes were glassy and shaking back and forth. I let her get used to the fullness and length for a moment. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her.

"All right, my dirty little slut. Are you ready to fuck?"

"Oh fuck yes, Dean. Fuck my ass! Fucking fuck my fucking ass, you ass fucker!" It was an interesting phrase, one I was sure my high school English teacher had never tried to dissect. But it made her point.

I pulled all the way out, and slowly pushed all the way back in. I continued, picking up the pace as I went. After a few minutes, I was hammering away at her back hole as hard as I had ever fucked a pussy. The tightness of her hole made my legs weak in the position I was in. With her bent over like she was, the angle of her body forced me to be slightly off my center, and I had to make up for lost leverage with sheer power. It was taking its toll.

I pulled out, and was surprised to see her asshole stay gaped open.

"Oh shit...OH SHIT, DON'T STOP. Dean, put it BACK IN!"

"Get on your knees, Amanda! I want you from behind!"

Dawn flipped over onto her hands and knees, wiggling her ass a little, as if I needed any additional inspiration.

Grabbing 'Amanda' by the hips, I pulled her onto my shaft as I shoved my hips forward. I immediately felt the difference in leverage, and started pounding her. My big balls slapped up under her body, making wet smacking sounds as they hit her pussy. I reached below and started playing with her clit, and Dawn reacted in an instant.

"I'm CUMMING DEAN!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. Again, I knew our roommates on the other side of the house heard that. Maybe even the neighbors down the block.

I quickened my pace, and stroked her deep until she collapsed forward onto her chest. Dawn's orgasm ripped through her, the sweat running down from her lower back toward her shoulder blades. My balls started to ache, and I knew I wouldn't last much longer. The angle of Dawn's torso put more friction on the base of my cock, and made each move forward a new sensation in pleasure.

I grabbed...mauled Dawn's tits, clawing at her protruding nubs. She reacted in kind, humping back into my groin as hard as she could.

"Come on baby! Give me your cum! GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING CUM!"

I was happy to oblige. The moment of truth arrived. My balls started to contract, and I knew I was seconds away. Dawn knew it too. I wasn't sure what Amanda knew. The only question I had at that moment was; what would this wonderful woman I was fucking in the ass do, now that I was about to bring the fantasy to a close. Would Dawn just have me cum in her ass, or would she be Amanda to the end.

"I'M CUMMING AMANDA!" I shouted, giving her fair warning and wanting anyone within earshot to know.

In my mind, I knew the end of that movie scene. It was the one I had etched indelibly in my head, other than the beach scene. Much like that, 'Amanda' pulled off, and flipped her body around in what would have been perfect unison to the tape. Her platinum hair floated in the air as she grabbed my cock and massaged my balls.

I wanted my own fantasy now.

"Suck my cock, Amanda. Suck it like the naughty, slutty girl you want to be!"

'Amanda' looked up into my eyes and took my cock deep into her mouth. Moaning around it, she took as much in as she could. Then she changed my ending, and I must say, for the better. Amanda became Dawn, as she pulled off the wig to reveal her long brunette tresses. I grabbed her head and held it, running my fingers through her hair as I started bursting.

"Fuck, Dawn...that is SO HOT!" I screamed as I filled her mouth.

Just like the movie, she let my load flow past her lips and run down her chin to her chest. I was so worked up I was able to shoot my normal load, much to her delight. Spent, I finally fell back onto the mattress. Dawn jumped on top of me and started kissing me, rubbing my cum between us, making me taste my seed. She knew I didn't care, and that turned her on more.

Behind us, I heard clapping in the doorway. Looking back over my head, Jill stood there, still in her red wig and her leather outfit.

"That was so fucking hot, Dawn. Thanks for letting me watch!" It certainly became clear why Dawn wanted me to leave the door open. I don't know how long Jill had been standing there, but it was obviously a very long time. I was stunned, and was about to say something, but I didn't have time. We apparently had somewhere we had to be...right away.

"Our turn!" Dawn said, grabbing my hand.

I was having trouble walking, but Dawn helped me by pulling at my dick to lead me.

"We're not going to watch for long," Dawn whispered to Jill.

Jill nodded, knowing it was late, and Dawn and I needed some sleep. She had left her own door open so Mark could hear us. He couldn't see what we were doing because he was tied up, spread eagle on their bed, and also because 'Sophie' had blindfolded him. Dawn and I stopped at the doorway, not wanting to enter the sanctity of their room. It seemed a little silly, and yet it was entirely the right thing to do. After all, Jill had done the same. We were invited to watch; nothing more.

Jill went to her bed and leaned down to Mark.

"Did you hear them, baby. Neil really fucked Dawn's ass. She was so hot in that blond wig I got her. And she did it, baby. She took his cock straight from her ass and sucked him in her mouth. It was the hottest thing I've ever seen! God, he cums so much, baby. I can't believe how much he can shoot. I bet you want to shoot too, don't you!"

We saw Mark nod. She was teasing him, playing with his nipples while she rubbed her hand on his thigh. His hard cock was straining.

"Would you like to fuck my ass someday? I bet you would. Maybe I'll let you. I've been thinking about it. Seeing Dawn do it for the first time, it makes me want to try it too. Would you like that, baby? Do you want to fuck me in my ass?"

Mark nodded again. I don't know if he couldn't talk, or if there was something in his mouth that wouldn't let him. It was hard to see.

"Would you like me to be a dirty slut and let you cum in my mouth like that? After it's been in my ass? That is so naughty...it's so filthy. It would make me feel like such a slut. Do you want me to be your slut? Come on Anthony. Tell me you want me to be your slut."

"Be my slut, Sophie!"

Jill looked at us and winked. She got up on the bed in a facing him, spreading her ass cheeks over his hard cock. We could see the pink bud of her ass shimmer in the candle light. Dawn stroked my cock as she leaned into me, trying to reach my ear.

"She's going to do it. She lubed her ass too!"

Dawn was right. Lining up, Jill placed the tip of Mark's cock against her ass with her hand, and she sank down slowly over it in one continuous motion. She screamed out as the shaft ripped into her backside. I wondered why she hadn't taken more time, but figured since she was in control of the force, she must be able to handle it. She started ramming herself up and down on his shaft, making her hair on her wig bounce wildly, along with her big tits.

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