Ann: A Love Story Ch. 15

"On three, okay?"

"Okay, babe," she said, with the cutest smile I'd ever seen. She was almost glowing. I wondered if it was just from looking though that little glass pane in the camera while my other eye was shut.

I counted out loud to three, and on cue, Ann opened her coat as I dutifully pressed the button to fire the shutter on the camera. The image didn't really register at first. But as the whir of the motor ejected the picture I'd just taken, I lifted my head to see just what I'd taken a picture of. Ann was standing with her arms as wide as the coat, holding it open.

"Is this more what you had in mind, Neil?" Ann said as she flashed her now naked body in my parent's driveway.

"God, you're gorgeous, Ann. I don't know what I'm going to without you," I said as I snapped another picture.

She laughed and said, "Then don't!"

I was taken aback by her statement. I looked at Ann intently as she lowered her arms, letting the coat fall to her sides; still open, giving me a full frontal view of her amazing body. All I could bring myself to do was ask, "What?"

"Then don't go on without me. Take me inside and make love to me, babe. What more do I have to do than this?"

As excited as I was by her proposition, I couldn't help but think Ann had meant something more. There was a little pause for both of us, and my mind tried to squeeze in an alternative explanation to what she'd said. "Could she have meant that I shouldn't be 'without her'?" I said to myself as I just continued to stare. "What is she trying to tell me?"

"Neil?"

"Yes?" I said, snapping out of my little funk.

"Do you want to fuck me, or not?"

I couldn't believe she had to literally ask me twice. Moving my gaze off her body to her eyes, she didn't seem upset. Instead, she seemed totally at peace standing virtually naked in the bright sunshine of late morning. I was still wresting with the possibility of a hidden, or not so hidden, meaning in Ann's first request that I take advantage of her. But I walked over and hugged her, feeling her bare skin against my chest. It was so odd that it was happening where it was happening, and yet, it seemed so perfect at that moment. I couldn't imagine caring if there was anyone nearby watching us. That was, until Ann took the camera from my hand.

"Since you seem hesitant...why don't you let me take a picture of you?" she said as she closed up her coat a little, tying it loosely. She left a gap, which allowed me to see that fine line of pubic hair above her pussy, as well as the soft insides of her perfect little tits. Ann walked to where I was standing, and I turned my head to follow her. She twirled her hand in a little circle and said, "Turn around baby. I want to see you."

I did, but I was still speechless. I kept running that two-word sentence through my brain, over and over...trying to make sense of it. I didn't know what I would do without her. But did that mean she was feeling the same thing. I was so busy staring at her gorgeous hot bod that I never looked at her eyes. If only I'd been looking at her EYES!

"Hey, babe. Look at the camera," Ann said, pulling me back to earth with her sexy voice. I glanced up, and she said, "Smile." I did, automatically. Based on my brain still being somewhere in outer space, I was amazed that it didn't seemed forced. "That's better. Now, drop the shorts."

My brain safely back in my skull, my eyes got wider. "I'm sorry. What?"

Ann wasn't in the mood to explain anymore. I hadn't been paying attention since I got caught in the web of her words a moment before. She took a couple of big strides over to me and reached down, pulling at my drawstring. Now untied, she pulled the top of my shorts away from my body, allowing my cock to spring up. Easing the top past the tip, Ann let go, and the shorts fell down my legs to the ground.

"There. That's better," she giggled as she backed up to her original spot. She took two pictures; one full body shot, and another of my cock close up. By that time, I was so hard it was starting to hurt. "I love your cock, baby. It looks so hot right now. Are you sure you don't want to take me inside now?" Ann said as she moved over and rubbed up against my naked body.

I pulled her too me, and kissed her, making her squeal. Any thoughts of what she'd said earlier were gone, thrust out of my head as I gripped at her ass through the coat.

"Get in the car, Neil," she said sexily, as she reached to open the door. Of course, I did, not even knowing why. I moved the pieces of her bathing suit off the seat, and put them on the dashboard. Ann picked up my gym shorts and walked around the car, getting in on the drivers' side. I was naked, and she nearly was. I could only imagine where she was going to take me once she started the car.

To my surprise, it wasn't very far. She backed up, and pulled into empty spot in the garage. Ann untied the coat, and slipped it off her shoulders, joining me in being nude in the car. "I seem to have you speechless at the moment, babe. I'm not sure what's on your mind, but I want you. Let's go inside."

"I'm sorry, Ann. You're on my mind. I just can't believe you just did that," I said, trying to come up with some reason I was acting so stupid. I didn't want to mention what she'd said, and how I was overanalyzing it. And it was true; I was stunned. Once she'd shown me the suit the first time, I never dreamed she'd be naked the second. That made the whole thing better, because I didn't expect it.

Ann got out of the car, and I couldn't open my door fast enough. I hit the garage door button, and pulled her too me again. Naked in each others arms, she knew she'd turned me on to the point where I wanted to fuck her right there. "So, you want me here in the garage?" Ann said with a giggle.

"You're lucky I didn't just fuck you in the driveway. You're driving me insane, babe."

"You can fuck me anywhere you want, Neil. I'm yours." I didn't dwell on that sentence like I had the other. My lust for her prevented any rational or irrational thoughts. There was only room for lustful thoughts to run rampant in my head.

I grabbed Ann's hand, and led her into the house. She let out a giddy little laugh as I practically dragged her into the living room and threw her onto the mattress of the hide-a-bed. The room was still rather dark, and I wanted to see Ann in the same natural light I'd enjoyed a moment before. The living room had a full set of windows that ran across the center of my parent's large ranch house. There was a front porch that covered that portion, complete with four big white pillars, which made the windows seem recessed farther than then really were.

Across the windows, there were two sets of drapes. The main ones where a soft green, and were the thick, room darkening type. Behind those, where some sheer white ones that let light into the room, but the where semi-transparent, so they offered some privacy. Having lived there for years, I knew that the design of the house, coupled with the white drapes, made it practically impossible to see into the living room during the daytime. You pretty much had to be standing on the porch to leer inside. But from the living room, you could see outside almost like there nothing there. They gave the same effect as a two-way mirror.

I pulled on the cord, opening the thicker drapes, leaving the sheer ones closed. As the room became awash with sunlight, Ann basked in the warmth and glow it provided. Or maybe it was the other way around, and she was providing that warmth and glow. She was radiating sensuality, as she lay curled up on the makeshift bed.

"We're not going to your room?" Ann said with a playful little pout on her face.

"No, is that okay?"

"I was kind of hoping to do it there, since that's where you sleep. I wanted to give you a good memory in your room."

"I'm going to have a great memory no matter where we are, Ann. And I don't want to take the time to change the sheets."

"Change the sheets?"

"I told you, every bed in this house had sex but this one last night. So, if you want to lay where Rob and Paula fucked, I suppose we can."

"Ewwwww!"

"So, how about we just stay here and use the one bed that didn't get lucky last night," I said as I got one the mattress next to Ann.

She cooed as I pulled her into my arms. "I like the sound of that, baby."

I loved afternoon sex. Or even late morning sex, which is what this was going to be, spilling over into the early afternoon. There's something about being in bed with someone during hours when you almost always wouldn't be in bed that is incredibly erotic. And there's something that seems very naughty about being naked in the middle of the day. I'd yet to have an experience of making love or raw fucking that took place between the hours of 10am and 6pm that wasn't incredible. I was always full of life, and energy.

As a night owl, by nature I hated early mornings. And even though I did like staying up late, ones body would naturally wear down during the day, no matter how many 'second winds' you might get. But with sex in the middle do the day, I never had to worry about that groggy morning fog in my head, or having a hard or stressful day and being so tired that I didn't give my best at night. Of course, one of the reasons I'd never had a bad experience in the middle of the day was because it was a rare; and therefore, a special occurrence.

Ann seemed to react to the atmosphere differently too. I knew a lot of that had to do with the two of being together when we didn't know we would be. And of course, being in my parents' house had to give her the same naughty vibe that I had being at hers. But I felt a connection with Ann at that moment that I was pretty sure was the same one she was having...that, 'I can't believe I'm with you in right now' feeling. Actually, I'd been feeling that way since I first saw Ann at Matt's house on Monday. But having her hold me like she was, being where we were, and knowing what we were inevitably going to do...it was more than I could have ever imagined when fate brought together on his patio.

She stroked her hand lightly on my left hip as I kissed her on her neck. My hands were busy roaming, one busy running fingers through her hair, while the other massaged her lower back. When I finally slipped down and cupped her ass, Ann ground her crotch into mine, making my pre-cum ooze from the tip of my cock and coat both of our stomachs.

Ann pushed me onto my back, and lay on top of me, staring into my blues eyes with her smoldering brown ones. I could feel the heat from her lower body as she rubbed my chest, and tweaked at my nipples. She loved to play with them, twisting and pulling them like I did hers. I'd never had a woman pay so much attention to MY nipples, and it really was becoming a huge turn on for me. I sighed as Ann lowered her head and took one into her mouth, sucking and nibbling at it like I'd done to her other times. She could feel my cock twitch as it was pinned between our bodies.

"You like that, don't you," she said, stating what she had to have already known.

But I told her, because I knew that was what she wanted to hear. "Yes, baby. I do. You make me feel so amazing with the things that you do to me."

Ann's wicked little giggle filled the room as she knelt her head down to give my other nipple the same exquisite treatment she'd given the first one. I lay still, enjoying the sensations as I ran my fingers through the thick, soft curls of her light brown hair. My other hand stroked her back, lightly running my nails along her spine. She slowly moved herself lower, kissing and licking her way down my stomach.

Kissing around my crotch, I stopped her.

"What? Why?"

"Come on!" I said as I grabbed her hand and pulled her off the bed.

~*~*~*~*~*~

"Why didn't you just tell me you wanted to take a shower first?" Ann said as she ran her fingers through her hair again; washing her wonderful tresses.

I was standing outside drying off, watching Ann through the clear shower curtain. When we'd gotten to the bathroom, Ann oddly begged off showering with me. I started to object, but she said, "I know if I get in there with you, we're not coming out. And I want to fuck you where we were, in front of that window." I was disappointed, but did a good job of hiding it, and keeping it to myself.

"I'm sorry, babe. I just realized that I hadn't taken one yet...and I couldn't let you go any farther until I had."

"I'm not sure why. It's not like the girl you were with last was that dirty. Unless...you were with somebody after me," she said with a smirk.

"No. You were the only dirty girl I was with last night. But still, I think you deserve to have me clean and fresh, so you can make me dirty again."

"What about me? I already had a bath this morning."

"So what? From where I'm standing, I can't tell you how dirty you look through that curtain."

Ann giggled and brought her nipple to her mouth, sucking on it for me. She proceeded to put on a little show, and I stood mesmerized, transfixed on what she was doing under the spray. My cock was hard already, but I think it got three times harder as I leered at my girlfriend. Her smile told me she knew she was having an effect on me, but then, she could have been standing clothed in a grocery store and I'd get hard because of her.

Holding out a towel, Ann stepped into it as she stepped out of the shower. I let her dry herself off, content to watch her. She continued her seductive moves, enticing me by the moment.

"Neil?"

"Yes, babe?"

"Did you want to take me in the shower?"

"What?"

"Well, I heard all those stories about you and Dawn, and I guess I figured that you wanted to. But I really..." I had had a chance to think about my feelings. I took her into the bathroom with the idea of doing just that...fucking her in the shower. But as it evolved, it was better. I was good with it, because she was right. So I stopped her to tell her that.

"It's not like it didn't cross my mind, babe. But to be honest, I'm glad we didn't. I want you in bed too. I want that feeling of being together that you can only get there."

"What's that mean?" Ann said, wrinkling her nose a little.

"It means that in the shower, it's harder to make love to a woman. It's easy to fuck, but not to make love. At least, not how I want to make love to you."

Ann melted a bit as I took her towel, smiling as I looked at her wonderful body. Hanging it up on the towel rod, I turned and grabbed Ann, sweeping her off her feet as I quickly lifted her up into my arms. She let out a squeal as I said, "Come on. Let's go make love."

~*~*~*~*~*~

Ann insisted on picking up in bed exactly where we'd left off. Actually, she backed up the mental video in my head and started all over, making sure she gave my chest the same loving attention she did the first time.

When she reached the part where I stopped her the first time, Ann looked up at me from between my legs. Gently taking my shaft in her hands, she stroked me very slowly and asked, "Any objections if I continue this time. I really want to suck you."

There was no way I was going to stop her a second time. I nodded my head, and she kept her eyes locked on mine as she started to lick the soft underside of my cock. She'd start at the base, between my balls, and make long, wet flicks of her tongue all the way to the tip. It only took a couple of those for me to start moaning...causing my legs to start trembling a little. It wasn't just what Ann was doing to me with her tongue; it was that she never took her eyes off my face. She was looking for my reactions, and feeding off what she saw in my eyes.

It was an amazing blowjob. Ann was tender and caring ...she made love to my cock with her mouth. She wasn't trying to get me off. She was trying to turn me on. I thought I was already turned on, but it turned out there were other levels for that axiom that I never knew existed. I was so turned on, that I had to find a way to bring that same pleasure to her.

"Bring yourself to me, babe," I said as I smiled at Ann. She knew what I meant, and slowly moved herself around, her mouth never leaving my shaft.

There's something so...really, words can't describe it. When a woman as amazing as Ann was in every way lifts herself so gracefully so that she straddles you, and gives you the most intimate view imaginable, it moves you. I reached up and caressed her upper thighs, and Ann took that as a sign that she should lower herself. When Ann's pussy slipped over my mouth, the moan she emitted around my cock made me pulse, and a tingle ran up my spine.

I pulled Ann's ass down, forcing her pussy towards me; allowing me to dig deeper into as I snaked my tongue inside her soaked slit. Ann wiggled her ass, almost like she was making little clockwise circles in an attempt to screw herself over my mouth. I swear, 'righty tighty, lefty loosey' actually crossed my mind; and the direction Ann was moving told me she wanted to be tight on my face.

We stayed in that position for the longest time. I think I could have stayed there forever. I brought Ann near an orgasm twice, but like she was doing to me, I backed off and let her just simmer. We weren't teasing. We just weren't in any hurry. The buildup was so wonderful and we both seemed to know what the other wanted. And that included when we finally let out deep sighs at almost the exact same time, and we took that a some kind of contented signal to move to another level.

Ann pulled up, lifting her snatch off of me and peering down my body as she held my slippery cock in her hand. "I need you, Neil," she purred.

"I need you too, babe," I answered as I patted her tight ass. Ann moved herself, and I grabbed a couple of pillows to prop my head up better. With her back to me, Ann held my cock straight up and rubbed the tip back and forth through her wet slit, coating my knob with her juices. Then she slowly sank herself over me, forcing more and more of my hard rod deep inside.

Ann leaned back, and I grabbed her sides near her taught breasts to support her. She started off with her hands on my chest as she ground her body up and down over me. Every once in a while, I'd buck up into her, but this was never going to be a hard, driving fuck. Neither of us were in the mood for that. It was always going to be a slow dance from the moment we left the garage.

After a while, Ann was basically lying on me on her back. Our heads were next to each other, in what was becoming one of my favorite positions. I was buried inside Ann's pussy, and she held herself still while I did the work. And it wasn't work, really. I moved, maybe an inch each direction. I was content to just be inside her, drifting ever so slowly back and forth.

I was busy playing with her tits, having lost track of how long we'd been like that. I was so focused on our breathing, thinking about how perfect we were together that we even found a way to do that in harmony without thinking about it. I mean, I was thinking about it...but I wasn't thinking about thinking about it. I quit thinking about it when Ann spoke up.

"Can we change?"

"If you want to. Are you tired?"

"No, baby. I just really want to see your face now."

It was hard to argue that logic. It seemed like forever since I'd looked into Ann's eyes. I lifted her off me, not wanting any part of some acrobatic move. Ann rolled onto her back, and I slid between her magic thighs and got myself into position. She reached between us to pull my shaft to her, helping me find my way back to her dripping slit. As I slipped back inside, Ann let out a sigh and closed her eyes.

"I thought you wanted to see my face," I said as I leaned down to nuzzle her neck.

I could feel Ann smile even as my head was next to hers. "Mmmm, I do baby. But don't stop that. It feels so hot!"