Ann: A Love Story Ch. 33

"W...w...what?" I said, stuttering from my surprise.

"Do it Neil, before I chicken out!" I was going to ask if she was sure, but the look in her eyes told me she was, and it had me peeling her buns apart, spreading them wide. Ann took a deep breath, sucking in as she let her body weight drop. Relaxing her anal ring, my head popped past that constrictive barrier. Ann let out a loud groan as she expelled the air in her lungs. She sounded almost wounded, but in moments she relaxed again.

"There!" Ann said, satisfied that she'd passed the first hurdle. "Now, give me a minute," she said as she moved her legs to get better footing.

Ann started out slowly, but her movement never stopped. Little by little, she would take more of my shaft up her ass. Even when she found it painful, she didn't stop. She'd scream, then suck in a deep breath and force more of my prick inside her tight ass.

I'm not sure how long it took. Ten minutes? Maybe more...but Ann finally bottomed out, every centimeter of my hard tool buried inside her virgin asshole. Ann was sweating. She leaned back against me to rest for a moment, and I could feel her heart thumping. I reached around and cupped her tits, squeezing them together.

"Mmmmm. God that feels good, baby. Are you ready to fuck my ass?" I thrust my hips up a little, and she giggled. "Good...lift me up."

I scooted to the edge of the seat and grabbed Ann's legs at her knees. Standing up, she was in the air, impaled on my shaft. I spread her legs wider, and started to ram my cock in and out of her ass.

"Holy shit!" she yelled, which was followed by another blood curdling scream.

"Are you okay?" I asked, not stopping this time like I had the last.

"Oh...fuck...yesssss!" she said, saying one word on each shove into her tender back door.

That was all I needed to hear. The circumstances of what I was doing overwhelmed me. I was in California, which seemed sort of unreal to begin with. I was back with Ann, and the fact that she was my fiancée was something I still found hard to believe. We were in the shower, something I'd dreamed of for months. And I was balls deep in her ass. All of that was swimming around in my head as I rammed my shaft into that hot, tight hole.

I could feel my balls flexing inside my sack, moving about as they churned up a load that I'd been seemingly been saving since the day Ann left me. I could feel my cock growing wider, the tip throbbing as Ann groaned. It was all too much.

"I'm...I'm..."

"NOT IN MY ASS...I WANT YOU IN MY MOUTH!" Ann screamed. I feared it was too late, but I quickly put Ann's feet down onto the shower floor. Pulling out, I grabbed the base of my shaft to hold back my load. Ann's ass made a popping sound, but she ignored it and turned around, getting to her knees quickly.

Grabbing the tip of my cock with her left hand, she opened her mouth as she started jacking it. I let go of the base, and let Ann have her way with me. Her hand was flying over my shaft.

"Give it to me, Neil! Give me your cum!" she begged, extending her tongue out of her open mouth.

"AGGGHHHHH!" I screamed as I came. It felt like lava coming out of my shaft. The first shot sailed over Ann's head, landing on her back and in her hair. After that, I shot seven or eight thick ropes of cum that covered her. Ann was laughing toward the end, feeling my hot sticky sperm land all over her face. She had had to close her eyes, and I matted them shut. When the spurts slowed to a trickle, she took my cock in her mouth. hollowing her cheeks as she sucked hard the head.

Ann lovingly squeezed my shaft, getting every drop of cum she could find before letting my cock go and scooping up the remnants of my load from her face. She brought them to her mouth as well, slurping as she went.

"Mmmmm...I've missed the taste of cum, baby. Your cum. I love being covered with your cum," she said sexily as she remained on her knees in front of me.

I lifted her up off the floor, her eyes still stuck shut. Using my thumbs, I whisked away enough so she could open her eyes.

"I love you Anna Renee," I said as I started licking at her neck, cleaning up some of the mess I'd made.

She grabbed my head and forced me to kiss her, tasting myself on her coated lips. Of course, I didn't mind. I loved the fact that she wanted me to taste what she'd done.

"Let's get cleaned up and head to bed, baby," she said, backing under the water, which was becoming colder by the moment. "Hurry before we freeze!"

I laughed and joined her, and we quickly washed and rinsed ourselves off. I wasn't as messy as Ann was, and all I had to do was clean my cock. But she was forced to stay under the spray long after the water went from lukewarm to ice cold.

I was already dried off by the time she turned off the water and walked into the towel I was holding for her. She was shivering, and I dried her, rubbing the terrycloth against her to try and warm her up.

"I think my nipples are going to explode," she said as she looked at them.

"They just need warmed up," I said, taking first one in my mouth, and then the other. They were freezing, feeling like ice cubes in my mouth. But I nursed them back to warm-blooded life in just a couple of minutes.

Finally warm and dry, Ann gazed into my eyes. The heat behind them was still there, although it was smoldering instead of blazing. But it wasn't going to take much turn Ann back into the raging inferno of lust she was moments before.

"Ready to go to bed?" she asked, batting her eyes at me seductively.

"I'm not tired yet, babe," I said, lying. I was, but I knew I was hours from sleeping, and that was okay.

"Oh...I think we both know we're not getting any sleep for a while, baby." Ann grabbed my hand and led me into Sonya's bedroom. I wondered when I would be getting some sleep. But as I looked Ann's sweet ass walking in front of me, my cock started to grow. She didn't turn, but she was giggling.

"Did something you see excite you?" Ann said.

"I can't believe you just let me fuck that incredible ass of yours."

"It's your ass, baby. I belong to you."

At that moment, I didn't care if I ever slept again. It was the furthest thing from my mind.