Ann: A Love Story Ch. 59

"Yeah...where!" Ann said, her hand landing on my lap.

"Iowa," I laughed.

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Omaha sits along the West Bank of the Missouri River. On the East Side of the river, directly across from Nebraska's largest city, is Iowa. Knowing we were going to have to cross a river to get into that next state when we continued our journey the next day, meant we'd have to cross a bridge. And interstate bridges in city as big as Omaha were going to be very busy. Even more so during the morning, which might prove to be a problem the next day when Ann and I headed out.

I told Molly about our trip, and what Ann and I had been doing along the way to make the trip...more fun.

"So, you're taken pictures of Ann next to a state welcome sign in every state you've gone through?" she asked.

Ann grinned and said, "Nude ones...when I posed next to the one going into Colorado, he made me use a dildo!"

"He MADE you?"

Ann giggled and said, "Neil made me do a lot of things in Colorado. That was just the start."

"So, you want me to take you to one of those signs tonight?"

"Sort of," I chuckled, "I was hoping you'd find one that wasn't on an interstate. All of those are going to be on bridges, and that's going to be a little dangerous. I thought about waiting until we got to Illinois, and just going on the other side like we did at the Nevada-California state line. But we cross the Mississippi there...so I want to find one tonight, and then we'll do Illinois and Indiana border together late tomorrow. I know of a place we can go there that's a little off the interstate. But I don't know where to go in Iowa."

As Ann listened, she pulled out her lipstick and reapplied it without the benefit of a mirror. I was amazed as she finished with them looking as perfect as they had when she was in the hotel. Nonchalantly, she said, "I thought the idea was to do it on interstates."

"Not if it's dangerous. And along I-80 between Indiana and Illinois, cars are going by at 90 miles per hour. They see you, and we'll have a jackknifed semi on our hands."

Molly said, "Neil's right. All the interstates here that cross the highways...I wouldn't get out of my car there. There's no shoulder. And a couple of them have the signs right on the bridge itself. That's suicide."

"So what do you suggest," I asked, thinking that Ann may just want to scrap the whole thing since it was getting too complicated.

"There's a bridge north of the city that's not an interstate, and it's not heavily used...and the sign is on the Iowa side. I could take you there, and you can take your pictures."

"What do you think, Ann?"

"I think I want to fuck...that's what I think," she said as she finally caved and slipped her hand under her dress. I could tell her fingers were in her pussy by the way she let out a little gasp.

"We can do that too," I grinned.

"When, baby? I'm so used to us having sex a couple of times a day now, and it's been forever since the last time I felt that big cock inside me," she whined.

"Uh...Ann, you do know Molly is right there...right?"

Ann turned her head, looking at Molly, who was trying unsuccessfully to keep from looking at us in the rear view mirror. "She's the one that put it in my head to fuck in the limo, Neil. And I already TOLD her I wanted to fuck. It really shouldn't be a shock to either one of you."

"Okay...you're right. And actually, that will help us with our other little cross country game."

"What's that?" Molly asked.

I grinned and said, "In addition to taking the pictures, we've also fucked in every state. And this will be good, because I was worried about tomorrow, since we're going to cross Iowa AND Illinois. I wanted to be able to function when we get to Indiana tomorrow night."

Ann laughed and said, "Do you really think that will be a problem, baby?"

"No...not with you. But, this is still better. I was going to fuck you at least twice tonight anyway."

Ann's hand started moving faster, and I felt the car speed up a little as we merged onto a highway of some kind. "Mmm...you were?" Ann said in her sexy voice.

"I AM...once in Iowa, and then back in Nebraska when we get back to the hotel."

Ann's hand reached for my pants, slowly unzipping them. "I think we should start in Nebraska, and fuck our way to Iowa...and then fuck our way back."

Molly smiled and said, "Okay...time for some privacy. I'll let you know when we get to the sign." And with that, she hit the button that made first the clear window screen go up, followed by one that was solid black.

Ann's hand found my cock in my pants, and she grinned at me. "This is going to be a fun night," she said as she pulled out my cock.

I was already hard, but watching Ann get on her knees on the floor of the limo in front of me in that amazing dress, made my cock ache as she slowly stroked it. Looking up at me, she batted her big brown eyes as she slowly licked her dark red lips.

"I can feel you throbbing in my hand, baby. Your cock feels harder than I can ever remember," she said as she teased me.

"I am, babe. It's so hard for you it hurts."

"Mmm...maybe I should kiss it and make it feel better."

Ann reached into my pants again, pulling out my balls. Leaning down, she took first one, and then the other into her mouth, bathing them with her talented tongue as she continued to slowly move her hand up and down. She was gripping me softly, her fingers gliding over my skin. It was such a light touch, and yet it felt so good.

She spent more time sucking and licking on my balls than she ever had before. It's like that was her sole focus, and that's where she was spending her energy. I'd always loved having my nuts orally stimulated during a blowjob...and this was in incredible start. In fact, I was starting to wonder if there was going to even be a blowjob. Ann could have just licked below my cock like she was while she moved her hand on my shaft, and it would have been perfect as far as I was concerned.

But Ann had different ideas, finally moving her tongue, licking up my shaft as she stared into my eyes. I had a shiver run down my spine as I looked at her smile as she did it. When she reached my head, she swirled her tongue around it several time, making it slicker, and tasting the generous amount of precum that had been leaking out. When she popped the mushroom cap inside her mouth, my head fell back and I let out a low groan.

Ann snapped her head down over my shaft, swallowing my cock in one quick motion. And then she started moving back and forth a couple of times, making my cock slick with her saliva before she suddenly pulled off. Getting up, Ann pulled her dress up to show me her tanned legs, before gently placing her left knee against my body, nestling up against my right thigh. Seconds later, she was straddled me, the twinkle in her eyes almost blinding me.

"Hold your cock up for me, baby," she hissed, and I grabbed my cock at the base. Ann was working hard to line herself up while she held her dress, and when she felt the tip against her very wet pussy, she sank down over shaft. "Oh...FUCK!" she mouthed as she felt my cock impale her.

'Fuck is RIGHT," I responded as she started riding me. My hands went up to Ann's breasts, and I pulled the tight material of her dress to the outsides, exposing them. She moaned as I started pinching them. I'm sure they still hurt some from the night before, but the look on her face let me know she didn't care. Her hands went to my shoulders as she leaned forward, and I kissed her as I grabbed her tits, palming them.

My kisses traveled around Ann's face, as I let my tongue move from her mouth to her neck, and then toward her ear. Ann was slowly grinding on my cock, moving her hips in an elongated circle, forcing the walls of her pussy to stretch and grip at my hard rod.

We were at a sexual crossroads, hovering between fucking and making love...riding that precarious line where it could go either way. On one side, there was the promise of a hard, energetic fuck that would lead to a much needed and quicker release. On the other, was the tantalizing, drawn out dance of our groins that would delay our ultimate pleasure in the most delightful way. In a way, I wanted both...and for some reason, I felt like Ann did too. So...we kept riding the edge of that dangerous wave, thinking the other of us would either speed up and really fuck, or slow down and settle into making love. Neither of us made that move, and that made it seem like a game of sexual chicken...wondering who would flinch first.

We both flinched, when we felt the car stop and Molly slowly opened the privacy screens. She kept her eyes on the road, not glancing at the mirror because she didn't want to invade our moment. I'm surprised she didn't pull a neck muscle trying to keep her head still. But she was listening as I looked past Ann's shoulder to see if she was watching.

"Just wanted to let you know we're here. I've pulled out of the way so we can sit here as long as you need to." Then Molly started to raise the window back up.

"Wait, Molly...we'll do it now," Ann said, which kind of surprised me. But before I could protest, Ann had moved, and gotten off my shaft, sitting next to me on the big couch like bench seat. Molly's eyes moved to the mirror, like I knew they would. I watched them sparkle as she caught a glimpse of my purple throbbing shaft, slick and glistening from Ann's cunt. My balls seemed to have a mind of their own as they were stared at, moving a little involuntarily...like they were stirred by the thought of performing for Molly.

Ann's tits were exposed too, but she slowly moved her dress back into place as she smiled at Molly looking at us. I started to try to put my cock away, but Ann's hand swiftly found my shaft, and she resumed stroking it slowly like she had before.

"Ann...I..." I started to say. But she cut me off with a quiet little hush.

"Do you like?" Ann said to Molly, a naughty lilt to her voice.

Not being shy, Molly turned and looked directly at us through the window. Her eyes moved blatantly to my crotch, and she said, "I always love looking at a fat cock."

Ann grinned and said, "See Neil, she loves looking at your cock. So there's no reason to put it away. Come on...let's take some pictures!"

I barely had time to grab the camera. Molly had gotten out of the limo quickly to open our door, and Ann reacted. My first thought was that it seemed a bit odd to me that Molly got out...but then again, it was part of her job description. My second thought was that Ann was pulling me outside into the wind...by my very erect shaft. Picking up the Nikon where I'd left it while we were in the theater, I had to hold on to the door as Ann 'helped' me out. Worried that I was going to stumble and drop it, I absentmindedly handed it to Molly, who grinned when she took it.

"So...I'm the photographer, huh? Sounds fun!"

I shook my head, and started to tell Molly that it wouldn't be necessary, but Ann jumped all over the assumed offer and said, "Thanks Molly!" I looked at Ann, a dirty little grin on her face as she winked at me and pulled me over to the road sign with her. Molly was studying the camera, trying to make sure she knew how it worked. I heard her say something to herself about it being similar to hers, and as she played with the lens, Ann pulled me to her tightly and kissed me. "I hope you don't mind baby, but these pictures are going to be a little different than the other ones we've been taking."

"Really...how's that?" I said, already having a good idea since she was still stroking my cock as she trapped it between us.

"This time, you're going to be in the pictures too," she smiled.

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In truth, Molly couldn't have picked a better location. When she'd said the road we were going to wasn't heavily traveled, she wasn't kidding. We'd been there at least ten minutes, and there hadn't been one car or truck go by in either direction. As time passed, and it became apparent that any car that might go by would be few and far between, Ann relaxed and let herself go.

For her part, Molly was amazing. She seemed to know her way around a camera, and she was actually directing us, once she knew what Ann wanted. We'd started out with Ann posing in the four familiar poses she'd been doing for me, standing next to the road sign in the headlights of the limo. Ann put her right arm high on the inside post of the road sign, her left hand on her hip. With the wind blowing hard from the West, and Ann facing that way, her hair was flowing back like she was a model and they had one of those big fans blowing on her for effect. It added to the whole feel of the pose.

Ann followed that by turning and grabbing the metal like it was a stripper pole, her head bending back as she let her hair dangle in the wind. Next was one was with her back to the camera, bent lewdly at the waist as she looked back behind her. And a last one with her squatting in front of the sign, her legs spread wide and her hands on her head...elbows out to show a full frontal shot.

But those first four pictures were all done while Ann was still wearing that spectacular dress and her hot, fuck me shoes. As luck would have it, Molly had to stop at that point so she could change the roll of film. So, while she was in the back of the car doing that, Ann pulled me to her again, and we stood in the light of the headlights from the car and made out frantically.

"Are you ready for this, lover?" Ann said, feeling my shaft pulse in her palm again.

"I think you already know that answer," I smiled as I made it flinch a little by flexing my pelvic muscle.

"Good...I hope they turn out in the dark."

"Molly knows what she's doing. I saw her changing the exposure setting when she took the first picture. Besides, we're standing in the headlights."

Molly popped back out, and she opened the front door, throwing something onto the front seat.

"What was that?" Ann asked.

"Oh...nothing," she smiled. "You two ready?"

Ann let it go, and pulled me over to the sign, beside her. "We're ready. I want you to take a couple of pictures of each pose...just let me a change how I am in between, okay?"

Molly looked puzzled. "Change how you are?"

"You'll see...just kind of follow my lead to start."

Ann pulled me over, and she resumed the original pose, with her hand on the sign. But her other hand was on my shaft, holding it for the camera. That one was followed by the same picture, but with Ann moving her dress like it had been in the back of the car, exposing her tits. Then, there was a third one, with Ann having me hold the front of her dress to the side, using the slits up the side like I was holding open a curtain. That exposed her golden strip of hair, and her dripping pussy. Molly commented on that one, telling Ann how much she liked her grooming...and the die job of hair on her mound. Ann grinned, but moved on to the next pose.

Putting her dress back into place, Ann next went to the squatting pose. It was out of sequence from what she usually did, but I didn't care once she pulled me to closer to her and squatted. I was standing to Ann's left, my legs straddling her left leg as it stuck out from her body. When Molly was ready, Ann turned her head, and put my cock into her mouth, sucking on it seductively for the camera.

I moaned, and so did Molly a little as she fired the camera twice, taking two quick photos. Ann left my cock in her mouth, but she took her hands and pulled her dress wide once again, her perfect small tits coming into view again for Molly. Ann's right hand went back to my shaft, her left to my thigh, and the camera flashed again. Then Ann moved her dress to the side, laying the material over her right thigh, letting both Molly and the camera see her wet cunt, splayed open like a flower.

"That's beautiful," Molly said, the seriousness in her voice ringing in my ear.

"Mmm.," Ann said as she started sucking me a little harder, actually bobbing her head back and forth. She was stroking my cock with her lips, the lipstick making a striking image against my shaft, and Molly took another couple of pictures.

Then, just as abruptly as when she'd gotten off my cock in the car, Ann stopped and stood up. Turning around with her back to me, she covered up her chest again, and bent over as she pulled my cock to her.

"Put your hands on her hips, Neil...make it look like you're about to fuck her," Molly said matter of factly.

"I think I am," I said, thinking about how odd this all was. I was standing on the side of some road just inside the Iowa State line, getting ready to fuck Ann while the headlights of a limousine illuminated both of us. Oh...and we were going to be photographed doing it by a hot blond that we'd just met a couple of hours before. Or as I liked to think of it, it was just another Friday night for me and Ann.

And that was the thing, really. As strange as that sounded in my head, it seemed pretty normal for our trip. I knew a lot of that had to do with Tina, and what she'd set up. But it also had a lot to do with Ann, and her willingness to go with the flow, just like Tina had on OUR trip across the country.

Ann had turned to the side a little, knowing she needed to change the angle if the camera was going to see anything other than the back of my tux. After the first picture, with my hands on her hips like Molly had directed me to do, Ann pulled out her tits one more time, letting them hang down as she bent at the waist. She also licked her lips like a porn model in a magazine shoot, trying to look like she was full of lust.

"Wow that looks hot!" Molly said as she looked at us through the camera.

Ann giggled and said, "Give us a minute, and we'll show you hot."

My hands moved the dress up, throwing it onto her lower back like a quarterback lifting the towel on his center to put his hands underneath. Ann spread her feet a little wider, her legs exposed as the rest of her dress hung down in the front.

"Put your hands on her ass, Neil," Molly directed. And I did, as Ann moved her hips back and fed my cock into her glistening pussy. I waited until I heard the camera, and then I buried my cock inside Ann's pussy, fucking her hard and deep.

But Ann actually said, "STOP!"

"What!" I snapped.

"I don't want to ruin the dress, Neil. Give me one second...okay?" Ann pleaded. So, I actually went against the instincts of every man on the planet, and pulled my cock out of Ann's warm, tight pussy so she could save the dress. But it was worth it to watch her walk over to the car, strip out of it, and then walk back towards me once she put the folded garment inside on the seat.

Watching Ann strut towards me in just those sexy red shoes and her lipstick made my cock flinch again, and this time it had nothing to do with me flexing any muscles. Ann walked up, and bent over, just like she had so many times in front of the state signs along our trip. But THIS time, I was standing right behind her, my heavy balls and hard throbbing cock sticking out of the front of my pants.

Molly gave a little groan. "My God...there's something so erotic about you being naked and Neil being dressed, Ann. These pictures are going to steam inside the camera...I hope the film doesn't melt!"

Ann grabbed her ankles, and as I sank my cock back inside her wet, tight pussy, an image of how I'd fucked Tina on that mountaintop in Virginia popped into my head. Tina and I had stopped by an empty park, and she's stripped off her clothes. I was fucking Tina in my 'Bond' suit that Ann bought me, while she was naked except for her heels. Sure, there were night and day differences between the two, like this one being at night, while I'd fucked Tina during the day. But the picture I had in my head was similar.

Now that Ann was undressed, there was no reason to hold back. So I didn't. I started ramming forward, humping into her juicy cunt, making her lunge forward. And as much as I loved Ann in that position, since it was my favorite pose for a woman to have her picture taken...it wasn't necessarily the best if you want to really fuck. I could have slowed down, but neither one of us wanted that.