Ann: A Love Story Ch. 31

"Close your eyes for a moment and think about me. That's me standing in front of you, babe. You can see my shaved cock and balls, and they're straining because I'm so excited about what you're doing to me. You're making me harder and harder with the amazing way you're using your hand on my shaft. Can you see that in your mind?"

"Yessss, baby. You're right here, and I've got your hard cock in my hand."

"Good. Now open your eyes. There's something I want you to look at. Are they open?"

"Yes."

"Are you still stroking it?"

"Uh huh," she said, breathless now.

"Look at your hand, Ann. Look at it. See your ring? I want you to look at your ring as your hand slides back and forth."

"Oh...God, Neil," Ann said very softly. The strain in her voice was evident as she choked back some emotions.

"That's your engaged hand Ann...loving on my engaged cock. A cock that's all yours and nobody else's, unless you say otherwise. And that hand on my cock is mine...that ring says so. And it's all mine, unless I decide to share you some day. Can you feel my cock twitching from the thought of how excited that makes me? That you belong to me, and I belong to you?"

"Uh huh," she said quickly. Obviously, she really couldn't feel it twitch. It was rubber and just a stand in for the real thing. But I had no doubt she felt it in her heart.

"I'm excited Ann. Take my cock in your mouth. Suck on the head and the shaft and get it all wet so I can fuck you with it."

"Oh yes," she said, before mumbling something inaudible as she stuffed her mouth full. With the phone so close, I could hear the slurping. From the sound of it, Ann was really getting into what I was asking her to do. I could feel my tired, aching cock start to rise as she moaned around the cock in her mouth.

"Keep your eyes on your ring, Ann. Look at how it shines as you hold the base of my cock while you suck me." I didn't know if it was shining or not. She could have been in the dark for all I knew. But her reaction told me differently, as she made a muffled squealing sound. It was a squeal of delight if ever I'd heard one.

I let her go just a bit longer, taking my own hard shaft in my hand. I hadn't planned on it, but she had a way of getting me excited, even 2000 miles away. I felt transported, and all of a sudden there I was with Ann, ready to join in with her. "I need to fuck you Ann. Take my cock and feed it into your sweet pussy. I want to feel you give yourself to me."

I heard an audible pop as Ann pulled the cock from her mouth. "Oh God, Neil...I am so hot for you right now. Fuck me, baby. Please fuck me."

"Okay, baby. But don't take your hand off of my shaft. I want to see that ring as you feel me going in and out of you."

"Oh, shit!" Ann said, as she responded to the thick dildo sliding inside her cunt.

"Feel me go all the way inside, baby. I want you to feel my shaft buried deep."

"I feel so full, Neil. I've missed you so much. Please fuck me!"

"I am, right now, Ann. Nice and slow like you wanted it. I'm going to fuck you until we cum together."

"Together?" she asked, snapping out of our fantasy for just a second.

"Yes, baby. Together...I can feel your pussy gripping me tight as I move in and out of you. I can't believe how wet you are right now." That was a total guess, but I would have been stunned if I was wrong. Of course, I wasn't.

"I am...listen," she said as she moved the phone down next to her pussy and pumped herself with her toy. When she put the phone back to her ear, Ann was panting. "I'm getting closer baby!"

I picked up the pace as I jacked myself, wanting to make sure I came close to cumming with her. It's hard enough to do it when you're actually together, feeding off the physical reactions of your lover and how your bodies stimulate each other. Having orgasms at the same time over the phone was a little like trying to bring a boat to a dead stop in an exact location. I might be able to get in the vicinity of where I wanted to be, but the timing would more than likely be off a little.

"Feel me fuck you harder, Ann. Can you feel that...I want to fuck you hard and deep with my fat cock," I said. I knew her hand and arm might be getting tired, but she never let on. "I love seeing your ring move back and forth with your hand, baby. And soon, there's going to be a wedding ring to go with it!"

Timing is everything in life. Those who lack the good kind can, for instance, chose the wrong words at the wrong time and end up making an ass of themselves, or they never speak at all, and feel the burden of a missed opportunity as it sweeps past them. Or they make poor decisions because they wait too long overanalyzing, or they are too hasty and don't think things through well enough. Or maybe they swing early and miss, or they swing late and foul off a good pitch.

Those fortunate to have good timing reap the benefits. The ball making solid contact on the sweet spot of the bat, ripping that pitch for a base hit in the gap. The wise choice that might lead to a better job and a better life that goes with it. Or, saying just the right thing at the perfect time, and ending up with the woman of their dreams.

Timing can also come and go, as with the times of your life. When things are going bad, timing is almost always off. And when times are going good, it seems everything you do is a result of great timing. It's the chicken and the egg. Does good timing happen because you're going through a good period in your personal ebb and flow? Or does the good timing put you in a frame of mind that cultivates a better personal outlook, and therefore, the good times that you enjoy? Regardless, after riding a long and seemingly endless streak of poor timing and bad personal fortune, the tables had turned. I was on what some people like to call...a roll.

My timing had been perfect. Ann was on the verge of a huge climax, and when I'd mentioned her wearing a wedding ring, she came, dropping the phone in the process. I could tell, because of her screaming out my name.

"Fuck, Neil! I'M CUMMING!"

I listened to the exquisite sounds of her orgasm as I pumped my fist hard over my cock, spewing my load all over my stomach and chest as I groaned into the phone. I was sure Ann didn't hear me. But I knew we'd cum together...and I was sure if she searched her soul, she knew it. I looked down at my hand gripping my cock, and smiled. I'd used my left, something I rarely did. I couldn't help but think it was some kind of subconscious thought, tied to Ann using her left hand, and about how someday soon, I'd have a ring on mine.

"Sorry I dropped the phone baby. That was so..."

"It was. I love hearing you, Ann. I hope you didn't disturb your roommates."

"They're not here right now. Chad and Dana had to go pick up the girls. It was their father's weekend with them."

"Well, I guess this was all perfect timing," I said with a laugh.

"That would depend. Did you cum with me like you said you were going to?"

"Absolutely," I answered truthfully. "You wouldn't just be saying that, would you? I know you said you had a long day. I'm sure you have, and you've done a lot this weekend. Plus, you just came for Tina a few hours ago."

Looking to my right, I got inspired and reached toward my nightstand. Moments later, Ann heard a noise. "What was that?" she asked.

"Documentation," I replied.

"What?"

"I took a picture of my hard cock, and the mess you helped me make. I'll be mailing it with the other ones from the weekend. Do you want me to mail them to your work, or to the house?"

"Holy shit! You did cum with me, didn't you!"

"I told you I would, sweetheart. I love you."

"I love you too, Neil! We are going to make the hottest couple EVER!"

"We already are, babe. But that's more because of you than it will ever be me!"

"That's what you think. If I could make my tongue go through this phone, I'd be licking up that mess right now."

"See, you proved my point. You are one hot babe. I've got to go, though. Where do you want me to send them?"

Ann thought about it for a moment. "Send them to work. Just make sure you send them to my attention. I'm there more than I am at home, anyway. And sometimes Dana's girls get excited when a package shows up and they open it. I don't want to have to explain that."

"Why? Someday we're going to have to explain them to our kids."

"Oh...fuck!" Ann screamed. She must have still been playing with her dildo, because she dropped the phone. Not knowing how long she was going to be, I knew I had to get to bed...so, I said goodnight.

She must have heard me, because she yelled, "Goodnight, baby!" as she came one more time for me.

I couldn't wait to see what she'd be like on the phone when she actually got to look at the pictures Tina and I had taken on the trip. Now all I had to do was mail them.