Ann: A Love Story Ch. 84

Carol blinked her eyes a couple of times as she bit the corner of her bottom lip...a soulful look on her face. "You two say the most amazing things to get me wet," she said in a raspy voice.

"I think you're always wet...just like me, lover."

I smiled when I heard the two of them with their bedroom talk. Then again, I was staring at Ann's perfect heart shaped ass as she bent forward. I watched the big black phallus sink into her pussy; watching how her lips clung to the shaft as she pulled her body up, and then how they received the entire length as she moved back down. It was erotically hypnotic, and it had my cock pulsing with excitement.

I was drawn to her backside, staring at the ass I fell in love with way back when we were in high school, and she'd shake it for me...and just for me, during those halftime performances at basketball games with the school dance team. I'd fallen in love with her ass, not knowing that someday she'd belong to me, and I'd get to stare at it like I was. Naked as it bobbed up and down as she fucked a strap-on.

The precum was flowing from the tip of my cock; I was mesmerized by that perfect shape, the lust growing inside my chest. My hands left her breasts, moving around her body, trailing down her skin to her lower back. Carol's hands replaced mine while I gripped her ass, my thumbs pulling apart her cheeks so I could get a better look at the cock that was sliding in and out of her wet cunt.

Ann moaned, looking over her shoulder with a dreamy stare. She closed her eyes as she felt my fingers near her pussy, feeling her wetness; her mouth opening slightly, the corners barely upturned as she moaned softly. When she felt my lubed middle finger touch the entrance of her ass, her smile widened, her eyes opening halfway. Slipping my finger deep inside in one strong motion of my wrist, she bit her lip and squealed.

I finger fucked her ass, first with one, and then with two, probing her backside as deep as I could go. When I finally jammed a third finger inside her tight hole, she went sexually ballistic, cumming all over the big black dildo she was riding. It helped that Carol was mauling her nipples at the same time, but she was growling as the walls of her rectum clamped down on my digits, the intensity of her orgasm making her scream out loud.

I removed my fingers, playfully smacked her right ass check, making her suck in her breath through her clenched teeth as her head snapped around to glare at me. I moved up, rubbing the tip of my hard cock along the crack of her ass, moving up and down as I pressed my body into hers. Her brown eyes flashed at me as I tried to gauge what she was feeling...wondering how far she'd let me go. I was looking for signs in her body language and facial expressions, but she took the guesswork out of the equation.

"Yessss," she hissed at me, a sexy sneer on her face. "God yes...DO it! Do it now before I change my mind!"

I didn't want her to change her mind either, so before I gave her a chance, I grabbed her ass like I had when I'd first started, using my thumbs to pry her cheeks wide. She stopped bouncing on the fake cock for a moment, holding onto Carol's tits, squeezing them hard as she braced herself. I pressed my cockhead against her anus and slowly pressed forward until the thick mushroom tip made its way past her anal ring.

"OH GOD!" she snapped as I shoved my cock all the way inside her in a sharp thrust of my hips.

When I started fucking, she held still, leaving the dildo lodged in her pussy. But after a couple of minutes she lifted her hips, hovering over Carol's body, freezing in place as she begged us both to start fucking her.

Carol moved so that her feet were on the mattress, using them and her upper back for leverage as she began thrusting her ass up while I continued plowing deep. We were doing what I'd told her we were going to do...we were fucking Ann. I just didn't know when I'd said it that we'd be doing it at the same time.

We were double penetrating her. I'd done that to her with two dildos before, and there was one time when I was fucking her that I jammed a rubber cock inside her at the same time. But this was the first time that two people were literally fucking her at once. It didn't matter that one of the cocks wasn't real. She just said earlier that it FELT real, and the person at the other end controlling it...namely Carol, most certainly was. And that seemed to make it all the more intense.

"FUCK! I FEEL SO FUCKING FULL!" she screamed, her voice strained as she exhaled her words.

Carol continued to abuse those nipples, but she was also in awe of what she was letting us do to her. She said as much when she exclaimed, "I can't believe you're doing this, Ann. It has to feel..."

"INCREDIBLE," she howled before Carol could finish her sentence.

"Really?" she questioned, her cute nose turned up a little as she continued to ram her strap-on into Ann's cunt while I drove my thick shaft into her ass. All Ann could do was scream out in response, her body quivering as she tried to hold herself in place.

We were alternating strokes, with me pumping inside Ann every time Carol pulled out. But I suddenly changed, holding my cock inside until Carol rammed upward. Matching our timing, we started fucking her holes simultaneously, bucking into her together. And as soon as we did she erupted.

Her body stiffened, the climax taking control over her body. She was chanting incoherently while we continued our assault on her holes. I could feel the rubber cock as it moving with mine through the thin membrane that separated those tight inner walls. It was a strange feeling, and yet at the same time it was incredible, so it was little wonder that she began going off like an ignited rocket.

"Oh...FUCK...I'MMMMMMM CUMMMIIINNNGGG!" she screamed once more, just before she collapsed on top of Carol.

I continued fucking her ass, while Carol held her in her arms, holding her tight. She was breathing hard, still whimpering from my constant pounding into her tight little hole. Carol kissed her on the cheek and repeated her comment, although it was more past tense.

"Wow, Ann...I can't believe you just did that. I don't think I'd have the guts to even think about trying that."

She turned Carol's face with her hand, leaning in to kiss her passionately on the lips. She grunted as she felt me reaming her backside over and over, a dreamy glaze coming over her eyes. "You better get used to the idea, lover...because you're next."

Less than ten minutes later I was back on my back. Carol was on top of me, my cock tightly wedged in her ass again. She was hopping up and down on my stiff shaft, watching Ann, who was standing in front of her on the mattress, adjusting the belts on the strap-on harness with a wicked grin on her face.

As she finished tightening the one around her waist, she stepped forward, she grabbing the back of Carol's head by her hair, her fingers becoming tangled in the long black tresses. Carol opened her mouth, taking the thick rubber cock past her lips, making it slick and shiny with her saliva. Ann bucked her hips, forcing the dildo deeper into her friend's throat, looking sexy and powerful in the process.

Glancing at me, she smiled and nodded, pulling her fake cock from Carol's mouth. I spread my legs as she got on her knees between them. I grabbed Carol's thighs and pulled them apart, making her lean back; a tremble running through her body.

"Oh fuck," she said nervously as Ann pressed the head of the cock against the entrance to her pussy, rubbing it up and down along the wet slit.

"Yes lover, we're going to fuck you...like you've never been fucked before. Get ready for the best orgasm of your life," she said as she leaned forward, kissing her as she slid the long fat dildo all the way inside with a smooth, forceful stroke.

"Please...yes," Carol panted, her head tilting back, making her long silky hair fall into my face.

The room fell silent except for the various sounds of sex. Ann grunted each time she slammed her hips forward, slamming the dildo deep into Carol. I moaned as I lifted her bottom with my hands, guiding her up and down on my hard shaft. There were the sexy, squishing sounds of us pounding away, and the squeaking of the bedsprings at the three of us moved together. And then there was Carol, panting and whimpering as we stuffed her so full of cock she was ready to explode.

Unlike what Carol and I had done, Ann and I had been matching our strokes together from the very start. But then she started going faster, fucking two strokes for every one of mine. Her hips were flying as she assaulted Carol's cunt, fucking as fast as she could, trying to make her cum.

Carol fell back onto me, and I pulled her legs wider so that Ann had more room. My fingers dug into her thighs as I slowly stroked my cock in and out of her while Ann did the brunt of the work. She was moaning, one long droning whine coming from her open mouth as Ann fucked her. My left hand moved up and pinched a nipple, while my right trailed up the damp skin of her thigh, towards her pussy.

My middle finger grazed lightly against her swollen clit. She sucked in her breath in reaction and trembled again, knowing what I was about to do.

"Oh...fuck. Oh...FUCK!"

I pressed down, rubbing my finger against her swollen nub as fast as I could, making her squirm on top of me. Because of that, I had to stop fucking her and let Ann do all of the work. Well, everything except frigging Carol.

"I'm cumming....I'm cumming! FUCK...MAKE ME CUM!"

She came all over the dildo attached to Ann's harness; the warm wet fluid running down the inside of her thighs, all over my balls and upper legs. It felt amazing, and it got my balls stirring, making my cock flinch a couple of times inside her hot little ass. But not as amazing as when Ann pulled out and crawled between those spread thighs, licking at Carol's cunt and my balls.

Pushing Carol upright, I had her get on her feet to lift her ass up. She was a little wobbly at first, mainly because Ann was still latched onto her clit with her mouth. But once she was steady enough, I did my best to fuck her, even though I was exhausted. I soldiered on, mainly because I needed to cum. Ann sensed that, and started concentrating all her efforts on my balls.

They were short, fast strokes, only going a couple of inches in either direction. But it didn't matter, since Carol's ass was so tight, and Ann's tongue was so talented. I was fast approaching my own orgasm, and when Ann actually took one of my balls into her mouth and sucked on it hard, I exploded.

"OH MY GOD...I'M CUMMING!" I yelled

Carol held her body above me, leaving just the head of cock inside as she slowly bobbed up and down for me. She cooed as I pumped another load of my hot cum in her ass. Ann moved her head up from my pumping balls, licking at my shaft as she waited for her reward, which was soon to come.

I finally finished cumming with an exhausted sigh. Ann gripped my shaft at the base as Carol lifted off of me, holding her gaping hole over the tip of my cock, letting my sperm dribble out slowly. I could tell that she was moving her stomach muscles, forcing her inner walls to move, and soon my load started flowing freely, covering my cock as it oozed down my shaft. When it was pretty clear that she was empty, just as my cum was starting to coat trickle down to my balls, she moved and joined Ann.

"Mmm...look Anna, it's a creamsicle," she chuckled as she licked a little dollop of cum off of my cock.

Ann got some of her own, holding it on the end of her extended tongue. Carol kissed her, taking it and swallowing it. "I was thinking it was a cum-sicle," she retorted.

They spent a few minutes licking and sucking my sticky cock, making sure I was totally clean, getting every drop they could find. They played with my load, sharing it; tasting it...acting like it was some magical elixir that provided life. I guess since in the strictest sense it could create life the girls were feeding off that power. Or, they just liked the taste and loved turning me on.

While it turned me on, I wasn't going to be doing anything for a while, at least not with my dick. Instead, when the girls had finished cleaning up the mess I'd made, I decided to return the favor. I got up off the bed, walking to the other side of the loft like bedroom, bringing a rolling desk chair from Carol's makeshift office back with me.

I sat down at the foot of the bed and had Carol and Ann move there with me, placing their asses on the very edge. They were lying next to each other, legs spread wide. In fact, Ann had her left leg across Carol's body, and Carol somehow had done the same to Ann with her right one. They looked like an erotic pretzel, their pussies as close as they could be, a little over a foot apart.

Scooting forward, I spent the next twenty minutes dining at my personal pussy buffet. I'd eat one of them while playing with the other, finger fucking or rubbing their clits, trying to bring them both to an orgasm. It was too much to expect that I could make them both cum at the same time, but a guy has to have a goal. As hard as it was to try and time my orgasm with Ann, or Carol, or anyone else I'd ever slept with, this was even harder.

At least I got close. Ann climaxed just a short time after Carol went off...maybe a minute or so. I was happy about that...thinking at the time that if I couldn't pull off the miracle of the simultaneous orgasm, then it would be best if Carol came first. After all, she was our host, and she'd done so much for Ann and me...things that had nothing to do with the fun we'd been enjoying in our little threesome.

Both of them went limp once they came, the energy they'd spent during our tryst sapping their bodies of strength. I helped them up onto the bed, and climbed between them once I'd turned off the lights. Pulling the covers over the three of us, I let out a contented sigh as both of my lovers nestled up against my body for warmth. Carol drifted off quickly, and I was left with the sound of Ann's cute little snore filling my ears less than a minute later.

"That was incredible," I thought to myself as I closed my eyes, a wide grin plastered onto my face.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Ann and I woke up in bed to the smell of bacon wafting up through the house. Carol obviously had gotten up to cook us breakfast, letting us enjoy a little extra sleep. Ann roused first and she went into the master bathroom, only to come back out a short time later with a grin on her face.

"I really didn't think Carol was serious at first when said she was hoping we'd spend the night last night. But she planned for us to stay all along," she chuckled.

"Oh yeah...what makes you say that?"

"There are two brand new tooth brushes next to the sink. She wrote us a note telling us to take a shower, brush our teeth, and then come down for breakfast."

And that's what we did, taking a quick shower together, before drying off and heading downstairs. We didn't fool around; not that it didn't cross our minds. Ann shaved my cock and balls for me, and I shaved her legs and pussy...which had me hard and her wet before we were done. But we were still Carol's guests, and it didn't feel right to leave her out.

So Ann resisted the urge to suck my cock, while I resisted the urge to push her back against the wall of the big shower and plant my cock firmly inside her juicy cunt. Instead, we got out of the shower, drying each other off, as we continued to turn each other on...hoping we'd get to do something about it after breakfast.

She led me down the stair by my cock, pulling me behind her as we walked across the hardwood floor in our bare feet. When we rounded the corner into the kitchen, we both stopped and stared at Carol, surprised that she was actually dressed.

She was standing at the stove, wearing a very short red sundress that buttoned up the front, and the pair of red stilettos she'd worn to bed the night before. Over the dress she was wearing a white apron to protect it from the splatter of the bacon and sausage she was cooking. Her hair and makeup looked perfect, not to mention the pearl necklace that was dangling around her elegant neck. Cooking in a dress, she looked like she was ready for an evening out. Actually, it was more like something out of a 50s movie or TV show; the epitome of the perfect housewife from that era.

Ann smirked, but she didn't say anything. Neither did I...I was too busy staring. Carol turned toward us, ignoring the fact that we were totally naked, and that Ann was stroking my rock hard cock.

"Good morning," she said with a big, toothy smile.

"Good morning," Ann replied, smiling right back.

"Go ahead and have a seat at the table...breakfast is ready."

"Is there...anything we can do to help?"

"You can eat," she said, motioning for us to sit down.

We sat at the table, and Carol basically played waitress, bringing our food, along with coffee and orange juice. She'd walk back and forth from the kitchen to the dining nook, looking almost matronly. But she was also walking with a slight limp, which both us noticed.

"Are you okay, Carol?" I asked.

"What...yeah, why?"

"You're hobbling." "Oh that...I'm just a little sore. I must have slept right."

"You mean you slept wrong," Ann corrected.

She winked and said, "No...it was definitely right. But now I'm sore."

Ann's mouth opened as she got what Carol was saying...and how she was saying it. "I was sore after my first time too," she nodded.

"Yeah...but I feel good too. Now eat, before your food gets cold," she said, changing the subject.

And that seemed to be deliberate. She steered the conversation towards anything but sex. In fact, as odd as it was that Ann and I were naked, it was anything but sexual as we sat there and ate our breakfast. Carol took off her apron, and sat down with us to eat. She was the perfect hostess, making great conversation, all while making sure our cups and plates were always full.

She'd made omelets to go along with the two different meats, and some homemade hash browns. She also had homemade rolls, which were heavenly. It wasn't the big breakfast spread Ann's Aunt Helen put on, but it was an old style country breakfast nonetheless, and it was delicious.

When we finished, she grabbed half of the plates as she started to clear the table, and I started to get up and help.

"Ah...ah...ah. Sit down. I've got it," she said as came back for the rest of the plates, taking them to the sink.

She picked up a dishrag, running it under the faucet to wet it. I shook my head at the nonchalance she was showing. When she started walking back to the table, I said, "So...what are we supposed to do, just sit here and watch you clean up?"

"You can if you want. It's your last day with Ann for a while. I want you to enjoy it. Why don't you take her into to the living room...there's a nice leather couch in there," she snickered as she leaned over the table, wiping off the top with the dishrag

I hadn't thought about it being my last day with Ann before she left. Yet while that normally would have hit me in the chest like a line drive, the thought didn't bother me. We had been over that, and Ann was right. There was no reason to feel downhearted. We were going to have an incredible life together, and the brief time we were going to be apart again wouldn't be that bad. Not this time.

I knew she felt the same way, because of the way she looked at me when Carol had said that. She had something else on her mind, and so did I.

I was watching Carol's tits sway back and forth inside her dress as she cleaned the tabletop. It was obvious from the way they moved that she wasn't wearing a bra, and my eyes were drawn to them. Ann saw me staring, and she winked at me.