Ann: A Love Story Ch. 48

Ann's smile was disarming, and she said, "Relax, Neil. It's alright. I'm not mad. I'm curious. I can see you staring at the picture. You see my pussy, and you see a ring. It's only natural that you put two and two together."

I looked at her, quizzically. A smirk crossed my face, and I said, "You obviously were thinking about it too. The way you placed your hand there...and you were moving your ring with your thumb. You wanted me to notice it. You wanted me to think that."

And flashed a quick, sexy grin and said, "Maybe."

"Maybe? What do you mean by...maybe?"

"Like I said, I'm curious."

"Curious? About what?"

"Your reaction. You seemed to get really excited when I did that. Was that because of me, or was it because you were thinking of Missy's cute pussy ring."

I could see where this was going. Ann wasn't jealous. I could tell that she was excited, and she was trying to build on that feeling by teasing me. And she was doing it by trying to ensnare me into her web of words.

Realizing that I knew what she was doing, I quickly regained my composure and went on the offensive. I flashed my own sexy grin, and I moved in my seat, toward Ann...getting closer to her as he drove. "Cute, huh?"

"What?" Ann said, shaking her head quickly.

"You just said Missy's pussy ring was cute. What did you think was cute about it?"

"WOW...that was VERY nice!" Ann said, looking astonished.

I shook my head quickly. "What was nice?" "How you turned that back on me. I thought I'd get you squirming by teasing you a little bit, and the next thing I know, you've got me on the hot seat instead. That was really impressive." I shot Ann a look, and she batted her big brown eyes and said, "I'm stalling again, aren't I?"

Thinking about Ann's propensity to struggle with telling me things from time to time, I grinned. "That's okay, Ann...I think THAT's kind of cute. At least it is when you catch yourself doing it. So...tell me about it?"

"About what?" Ann said, being coy.

"Missy...and her ring."

I thought Ann was going to draw the story out, but I was wrong. Since she was the one that brought it up in the first place, I quickly found out that she WANTED to talk about it. She told me that she and Missy went back into the room that Gloria had taken us into before...the room Ann and I had used when she jacked me off with her feet. And according to Ann, she and Missy didn't waste any time, because they didn't know how much time they had, and Ann didn't want to be missing in action from the party for too long.

Ann said she had Missy sit in the same chair I'd sat in, and she got down on her knees in front of her friend. When Missy sat down, she pulled the back of her dress up so that she sat down on her bare ass. Ann said when she got down on the floor in position in front of the chair...Missy pulled her dress up her thighs, and slowly spread her legs.

"So," I asked, "what did you think?"

"About the ring? Or are you asking about the fact that my friend was showing me her pussy? OR, are you asking about what I thought about eating her pussy?" Ann giggled.

"Wow...uh...well, let's start with the ring?"

"You only get to ask me one question," Ann said, teasing me. I reached over and grabbed the tab on the zipper of Ann's top, pulling it down quickly so it hung loose in from of her. "What was that for?" she laughed.

"For teasing me. If you tease me, I'm going to tease you back," I said as my hand moved up her stomach and cupped her left breast. As I squeezed the soft flesh, Ann moaned and closed her eyes. I quickly grabbed her nipple and pinched it.

"HEEEY...and what was THAT for?"

"You're driving, Ann...you can't close your eyes just because I squeezed your tit."

She bit her lower lip as she smiled softly. "I can't help it. It felt so gooood!"

I pulled her nipple again, and she yelped. "Stop stalling. I never said my teasing couldn't be painful."

Ann grinned as she snickered, "Okay, lover. I'm sorry. So...what did I think about the ring? Well, it was...interesting."

"Interesting? Is that a good interesting, or a bad interesting?"

"That would depend entirely on whether you want me to get one or not."

"I never asked you to get one Ann."

"I know. But you liked it on Missy...and you must have an opinion. Why else would you be asking me?"

"I'm pretty sure YOU brought this up."

Ann tilted her head toward her shoulder, and acted bashful. "Oh...yeah. I guess I did."

"Anna?" I said, reaching for her right nipple, rolling it between my thumb and finger."

"Mmmmm...that feels good too!" Ann's expression was practically asking me to yank on her other tender nub, and I did, making her wince. The car moved slightly as she pulled just a touch on the steering wheel. "Whoa...okay. No more of that. I guess I better just tell you."

"Tell me what?"

"I'm not ready to get a ring in my pussy."

"Uh...again...I never asked you to."

"I know, I know! Look, I just don't want to disappoint you."

"What?" I said looking at her like she had suddenly lost her mind.

"Neil, I know you never asked me to get one. But you're lying if you say Missy's didn't turn you on. Hell, I think it turned ME on just a little."

"Uh...why am I suddenly uncomfortable with where this conversation is going?"

Ann looked at me, batting her big dark eyes again in my direction. Her smile was oddly reassuring. "Baby, it is okay to admit that it turned you on. Really...it is."

"If it's okay, then why are you making it sound like you're going down some jealousy road?"

Ann sighed. "Okay...that's a fair question. Look, I'm not jealous of Missy. I'm not jealous of anybody. If I was, I certainly wouldn't have let you and Dana do what you did. And if I thought for a second that you were the jealous type, I wouldn't have done what I did with Chad. Hell, I'm glad you think Missy is hot...I'd be a little worried about you if you didn't. And I'm not going to be one of those wives that marries you, and then starts changing the rules. If a good looking woman walks by and you look at her, I'm not going to get upset. I'm only going to get upset if you stop looking at me."

Ann sighed again. And I think I knew where she was going. "Ann, I love you. Not what you wear. Well...that's not true...I love the things you wear," I laughed.

"You see!" she said, wondering if I was serious.

"Anna...stop it. I love what you wear, because it's you, and your personality coming out. If you want to get pierced, get pierced. If you don't, then don't. But I'm never going to tell you to, I'm never going to pressure you to, and I'm certainly never going to think that you don't look hot because you didn't. You're already the hottest woman I've ever met. If you got any hotter, I don't think I could take it."

"What do you mean you couldn't take it?"

I leaned closer to Ann, and put my right hand between her legs, cupping her mound. I slowly rubbed my finger back and forth along the material of her shorts, feeling the wetness. I was sure a lot of that was just naturally Ann. But I couldn't help but wonder just how much of that moisture was my cum. Even though it had been a couple of hours, I was sure she was still seeping some.

I brushed Ann's hair from the side of her face, and leaned in to kiss her cheek. Ann's shorts were so tight, I could feel the little bump where her clit was, and I rubbed it with my finger, putting pressure on it. Ann sucked in her breath, and had to open her eyes wider to concentrate on her driving. Leaning in close to Ann's ear, I said, "If this little pussy was any hotter, it would melt my big dick off. I'm not sure either of us wants to take that chance."

I could feel the heat between Ann's thighs, and I could picture the steam coming from her slightly parted lips as she exhaled through her teeth. She WAS hot, and I had just made her feel a lot hotter. I moved back to my seat, not wanting to distract Ann any further than I already had. Her body shook a little, and then she shook her head to try and gather herself.

"So...you're okay if I don't want to get it done...right?"

"I don't know how else to say it, babe. You're perfect just the way you are."

"Okay...I'll think about it."

"What?" I said, stunned.

"Oh...I'm not going to do it today. Or anytime soon. I just want to think about it."

"Ann, what the fuck are you doing to me?" I said as I shook MY head. "I just got done telling you I don't care if you don't get one."

"You also said you don't care if I do...which means it's up to me to decide. And I'm going to think about it."

"Good God, Ann! You really make things complicated sometimes!"

"I'm a woman, Neil. I wouldn't want you to think I was predictable. The truth is, I DO think it was sexy...on Missy. Me, I don't know. I'll have to give it some thought...a LOT of thought, really. But since it won't be today, it will probably be never. It's not like they do that sort of thing in Indiana or West Virginia. If I was ever going to get it done, we were just in the one city in the country that it would make the most sense to have it done, don't you think?"

I wasn't arguing, because I still couldn't figure out how the conversation just changed. Ann looked at me, and I couldn't help but laugh. She seemed to be a walking contradiction. But that made me love her all the more. I didn't want her to be predictable. I didn't want her to be ordinary. I wanted her to be Ann. And while I was still trying to figure out who that was, it made me smile to think that I may never know because she WAS so unpredictable. And THAT thought excited me to no end.

Plus, Ann was right. At the time, it wasn't that popular a phenomenon to get your body pierced. Not like it is in today's world. Piercings and tattoos weren't all that common...and if you wanted either, you really had to go to a big city. She certainly wasn't going to find that in rural Indiana, or in West Virginia. San Francisco would have been the ideal place...and we were going about as far away as we could go from there and still be on the continent. But the look in Ann's eyes told me she was thinking about it.

"Wow," was all I could say.

"I know baby. I'm sorry that I do that to you. I just can't help myself...I get myself all twisted up when I think about things. Like I said, I really loved the way it looked on Missy. But that doesn't mean I can't do some things that make me look hotter to you."

"I'm afraid to ask what you mean by that," I laughed.

"You'll see...tonight," she said, making my jaw drop open.

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"SO...do you wanna talk about me eating Missy's pussy now?" Ann asked as she slid back into the driver's seat and shut the door. She had a big paper bag in her hand, the top rolled up neatly to keep it shut, and as she stuffed it behind her seat next to the door, she slipped the key into the ignition and started the car.

It was obvious Ann was trying to distract me from what she had been carrying. We'd stopped at a drug store after we'd gotten off the exit near Sacramento where she said we needed to use to go wherever we were going. She didn't warn me when she pulled into the parking lot. She just whipped in and said she needed to get a couple of things, and she told me to stay put. It wasn't like she ordered me, but I knew from the tone of her voice that she wanted me to remain in the car for a reason. When she came back about ten minutes later with a bag of...well, something, she decided to use a diversionary tactic so that I wouldn't ask about it.

And it worked. I knew why she'd said what she said as got into the car. It wasn't that hard to figure out. And under normal circumstances, I would have honed right in on the bag and its contents, and tried to get it out of her. But Ann had selected the perfect subject to throw me off stride. I'd never been one that could be described as impatient. To the contrary, patience was really one of my strong suits. And I called on that ability once Ann suggested her topic for conversation. Whatever was in the bag could wait.

I think I surprised Ann when I said, "Please...go on."

"Oh...okay. Well, I ate Missy's pussy."

"Very funny," I laughed.

"Well, I did."

"And how was it?" I asked, as I started to reach for her nipple again.

Ann grabbed my hand, bringing it to her mouth. She licked at my fingertips for a moment, and said, "I'm not stalling, Neil. You don't need to make me tell you. I want to."

"So tell me already."

"It was different."

"Different...how?"

"It was just different than it was with Dana. Missy was different. I mean, I know all people are different, but I didn't realize it would be...different!"

"Didn't you like it?"

"Oh...I loved it. I loved Dana too. It just surprised me a little that it was different."

"Why...guys are different. You can't tell me that all cocks are the same."

"Oh, hell no," she laughed, staring at the bulge in my shorts. "YOU'RE different...trust me! But I guess I'm used to the fact that guys are never the same. I never thought of women being THAT different. I figured they would all be pretty close to the same."

"Well, you're not like any woman I've ever been with...on any level. And that is such a good thing," I said with a smile.

"Thanks, baby. I guess what I'm trying to say is that they were more different than I had considered possible. I'm sure part of it is that Dana's had kids...and Missy hasn't. Dana seemed to have a bigger pussy. But Missy lips were fuller. Then again, Dana has a bigger clit. But Missy's seemed WAY more sensitive...and each of them liked different things. Actually, it was fun to figure out what Missy liked, compared to Dana."

"Wow...you're becoming..."

"Don't get ahead of yourself. I liked it. And I know I'll do it again. I know I have to with Carol...and I think I'm actually looking forward to that now. But I'm not sure you could classify me as bisexual just yet."

"I don't want to classify you, Ann. I just want you to have fun and be happy. But for the record, you actually said you LOVED it."

Ann blushed a little, and she shrugged sheepishly. "Well, I had fun...but maybe 'love' was a little strong. I'll go in between and say I really liked it."

"Right...you loved it," said with a smirk.

"Whatever," Ann laughed. "...anyway, Dana's a little sweeter than Missy. I mean, she tastes a little sweeter...but they both...holy shit! Will you listen to me...I DO sound like I'm Bi. Hell, I'm comparing how they fucking taste. WOW!"

"They do taste different Ann. That's one of the reasons I love eating women...they all taste a little different, and they all have different things they like that get them to cum for you."

Ann looked at me, her eyes widened. "Wait a minute. How do YOU know Missy tastes different than Dana?"

"I was saying that as a general statement...that all women taste different. But if you remember, I finger fucked Missy, and I licked my fingers afterwards. And she cums a lot...so my hand was really, really wet. And, I kissed you after you ate her, remember?"

Ann smiled and said, "She does cum a lot, doesn't she? Do you remember how wet my face was when I kissed you?"

"Yes, I do...I think everyone you walked past saw how wet your face was. They just didn't know why."

Ann shivered a little and said, "Well, I did have my tongue pretty deep in her pussy."

She reached over and put her hand on my leg. My cock was semi hard, and growing fast. I wanted her to reach farther up my leg and touch my crotch, but she stopped. She was playing with the edge of my shorts, her fingertips running underneath the material. Her hand ran farther up my leg, but she was constricted by my shorts. I groaned as she tickled my thigh, her nails lightly moving along my skin.

But she knew she wouldn't touch my cock...and that seemed to be part of her plan. My cock was nestled down the right leg of my shorts, where it always was. But Ann was playing with my left leg, the material keeping her hand safely away from any part of my cock or balls. It gave the appearance that she was trying to please me, all the while knowing that it was teasing me instead, and driving me wild. My cock was now fully hard...and painfully trapped inside the man made prison that was my shorts.

Ann started talking to me, telling me how great it felt to stick her tongue deep into Missy's pussy, and how amazing it was to suck on her clit. She described what she did, and how she did it, all in a low, husky voice. It wasn't her natural voice...she had dropped it lower, attempting to sound more sultry and sexy. And it was working. A shiver when down my spine as I thought about all the ways she could use that voice in the future to turn me on.

And Ann knew that it was having an effect, saying, "You like me talking like this, don't you lover?"

I slowly nodded my head, and said, "Um hmm."

"Would you like me to talk like this more often for you?" she said, pulling her hand out of the leg of my shorts, and running her fingers along the inside of my thigh until she rested her nails on my balls.

"Um hmm," I moaned, playing along with her teasing.

"Okay...but don't get TOO used to it, because it kind of hurts my throat." I cracked up laughing, but Ann just smiled and continued talking, and teasing me as she drove us to wherever we were going next.

~*~*~*~*~*~

It was a cool night in Northern California. Ann and I had taken a stroll down the city streets of Sacramento. Well, they were more of the neighborhood streets, but they were in the area of midtown. We were a little off what could be considered the beaten path. We were in the city, but as we walked the tree lined footpath on an early fall night, it felt closer to a walk in a small town. The nip in the air brought us closer together. We'd started out holding hands, but as the temperature dropped, along with the sun over the mountains, my right arm found it's way around Ann's shoulder; her left arm hugging me at the waist. Pulling her to me, I felt the warmth of her body, and my heart beat a little faster. It made me realize that a phrase like 'romance was in the air' was not just a corny saying...I felt it.

Ann had booked a room at an amazing Bed & Breakfast in the heart of the city. It was a Colonial structure built in the late 1800's, and it was a stately, regal place. Walking into the foyer, it was like we'd gone back in time. With the antique furniture, and the period décor, if felt like walking into a manor back at the turn of the century, but with some modern amenities.

We'd checked in with what would become our overnight bags, but Ann was in the mood to walk. We'd been in the car a lot of the day, and we'd be trapped in it over the next several ones as we made our way to Indiana, so she wanted to get out and stretch her legs. I had an idea of how to stretch them a different way, since she'd been teasing me the last hour, but I stayed in a patient frame of mind and went along with it. And frankly, we created a magical memory as we slowly ambled down the sidewalk

Ann had said she was getting cold toward the end of our walk, and it didn't help matters that I had lowered the zipper on her hoodie again. Not all the way, but enough that the inside of her fleshy tits were showing, along with her navel. But she didn't argue. In fact, I caught a hint of disappointment in Ann's reaction when I didn't lower the zipper all the way. She had gotten so into the idea of being an exhibitionist that she was turned on...but it was one of those cases where I needed to MAKE her do it. And I was teasing her, like she had me.

I'd zipped her top back up once we got back to the B&B, and I kissed her before we walked inside, standing inside each other's arms out on the front porch. Ann finally took my hand and led me through the doorway, back into the foyer of the house. To the side, there was a fireplace in a living room type setting, and she pulled me in with her.