Ann: A Love Story Ch. 49

She leaned her head back, staring behind her like she was looking at the far wall...that is, if her eyes were even open. I could hear her moaning, mumbling something incoherent to herself in sort of a chant. But she still hadn't said anything to me. Other than moaning or groaning, Ann had been totally quiet in the sort of subservient role she'd embraced since she had led into the bathroom, not saying a single word once she took me in and began taking care of me.

And that continued as I watched as our groins joined, Ann's tight wet hole sliding over me, accepting my girth as it stretched her wider. Her clit was protruding, just underneath the golden swath of hair. It dragged across the soft skin of my cock, pulling it; then it seemed to turn under a little on the down stroke, as if it was snagging on my shaft. The friction caused by Ann's movements made me shiver from the sensations it was creating, bringing me closer to my orgasm. Yet she was going a step further, starting to cum hard again as she bounced wildly up and down.

She rammed her body down on last time, holding herself still.

"Nnnnnaaaaggggghhhh!" she yelled, trying desperately to hold her scream inside her heaving chest. It was unlike anything I'd ever heard; low, primitive, and sexy as hell. I could feel my balls being soaked from the secretions from Ann's cunt, and I felt her inner walls gripping at my shaft.

I started to sit up, thinking that I would take over and give Ann a break, but she snapped her head up looking at me. Her eyes were ablaze, and she reached forward with her hands to meet my rising chest. I felt her nails embed themselves again, and she caught me off balance, making me fall back onto the mattress.

Ann moved quickly, twisting her body, and in seconds her back was to me. She'd planted her stilettos next to my hips into the mattress, and her hands where back on my chest as she began fucking me again. It was a reverse cowgirl, and Ann remained in control of our lovemaking. She was taking care of me, wanting me to lie back and enjoy it.

And I did. Ann fucked me like that for almost ten minutes, and the new position totally changed the feel. I was slipping deeper and deeper into her cunt on every stroke. But I also knew I couldn't just lie there forever. Ann would get tired sooner or later, and I didn't want her so worn out that she wouldn't be able to function the next day. After all, it was getting later and later, and we had to get up early to get on the road. And...I wanted to be able to enjoy HER the next day.

I held onto Ann's back as I started bucking my hips, making my crotch slam into hers as she tried to slam down onto me. I fucked into her as hard as I could, my balls slapping up to meet her pussy as I hammered her. Ann tried to keep up, but she was tired. She didn't want to admit it, but she had run out of steam. I kept pounding her pussy, and eventually, Ann just held herself still and took it, letting me fuck up into her as hard and as fast as I could.

Ann had another orgasm. It wasn't as powerful as the first two, but it still sent her over the edge to the point that her arms slipped and she fell back onto me. I had to wrap my arms around her chest to hold onto her. She was panting and mumbling, and I let her rest for a moment, holding my fat cock deep inside of her and feeling it pulse against her tight walls.

Realizing Ann was worn out for a moment, I pulled my cock out of her pussy, and gently moved her over to my right side, onto her back. She let out a little gasp, presumably because she suddenly felt empty. Her hand quickly went to her pussy, and she started rubbing it, feeling the space where my cock had just been. I looked at her eyes. They were wide open as she was stared at the ceiling while lying on her back. They were still smoldering, but they were distant, lost in the vast expanse of the emotions swirling around her head.

Ann still wasn't talking...more because she was still feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm than anything else. We'd been letting our actions speak for us. Well, that really was more Ann than me...I'd been following her lead, and she seemed more interested in showing me her love and affection this time than saying it. I actually thought that our being mute, whether it was by choice or just happenstance, added to the excitement of the evening she'd created for me.

Yet I sensed in Ann the need to connect now. She'd sort of set a tone of being subservient, and so she was playing that role for me. And even though we were still in the early stages of our relationship where we were really still getting to know each other, I felt I had a pretty good read on Ann. I had come to realize that she would sacrifice what she needed in order to give me what she thought I needed. That's how deep her love was...and I'd do the same for her. But for some strange reason, my gut was telling me...screaming at me, to reach out and let her know that I knew what she was feeling, and that it was okay to let herself out of the role she was playing and join me in any way she wanted.

Ann was still breathing hard, her tits rising and falling rapidly with her chest. I turned onto my right side and put my hand over Ann's chest, above her breast, feeling her heart beating inside. Ann took a deep breath, and turned her head, her eyes finally becoming focused. And they focused on my eyes, and my loving smile. Just my touch, where I placed my hand, brought her to me. It was like I'd hit her with a defibrillator, snapping her out of the orgasm induced fog she'd been in.

"How are you, baby?" I asked, wanting Ann to know it was not only okay to talk, I wanted her to.

Ann smiled, and she turned onto her left side to face me. Her face was inches from mine, and she smiled as she stared into my deep blue eyes. She raised her hand, stroking my cheek softly. "I'm in love with you," she finally said, her voice cracking a little. "I don't know how much better I can be than that."

I took her hand in mine, bringing it to my mouth. I tenderly kissed Ann's fingertips, closing my eyes as I did, wanting to feel them on my lips. I breathed in deeply, taking in Ann's scent, the sweet mixture of her perfume and the aroma left on her fingers from feeling her empty pussy. "Mmmm...I'm in love with you too lover. And I love the smell of your skin," I said softly, knowing that statement had many meanings, none of which were lost on Ann. I took two of her fingers into my mouth, sucking on them.

Ann giggled as I swirled my tongue over and around her fingers. "What part of my body do you want next, lover?"

"What?" I mumbled over the digits in my mouth.

"What part of my body would you like to use next? Would you like to fuck my ass now?"

I took Ann's fingers from my mouth and reached over to pull her face to mine. My left hand entangled in the soft brown curls as I gripped them. I kissed Ann, my tongue tasting hers.

"Ann, I don't want a 'part' of your body. I'll always want you. Whatever we do in bed, you're more to me than just a piece of ass. Although like I've said before, I'm marrying the hottest piece of ass on the planet."

Ann saw the sincerity in my eyes and said, "I was just being cute, baby. I know you don't think of me like that." Then she sighed and said, "God I love how you defend my honor, even when it's just the two of us."

"That's because you're going to be the mother of my children someday. I'm also defending your virtue...just in case you're keeping track."

Ann giggled again, making me laugh with her. She sighed and said, "Okay, I'm no virgin."

I placed my hand back on that special place on her chest, feeling her heartbeat. "No, you're not. But your heart is pure. That's all that really matters to me."

Ann had a tear come to her eye, and I smiled. "Why do you always make me melt like that?" she said, her voice cracking again.

"Well, I don't know about 'always'. I'm just speaking from MY heart, and you have that affect on me, babe." I brushed away the tear, and Ann batted her eyes.

"You are the sweetest man alive," she said, reaching down to feel my cock, which was still hard as a rock. She started stroking it, and she started to turn over. I grabbed her shoulder and kept her facing me. "You don't want to fuck my ass?" she said with a smile.

"Not today, babe. We can do that tomorrow. Or maybe the next day."

"Would you rather have a blowjob then?" she asked, her face showing she wanted to please me in whatever way she could.

"I think you've given me enough tonight. It's time for me to give a little to you."

Ann looked surprised by what I'd said. "Neil...I've had three orgasms tonight. I think you've already given me all I can take!"

I lifted Ann's right leg at the knee, and pulled it over my hip, spreading her legs. "I think four is a better number. Besides, I don't think this night could end any better than with us cumming together."

Ann didn't complain as I dragged the tip of my cock through the folds of her pussy, letting her know where I intended to stuff her with it. Instead, she twisted her torso so that it gave me better access. Both of my legs were straight down, my left on top of my right as I slipped the head of my cock past her splayed labia. Ann's left leg was also straight, resting up against my right one like they were glued together. She moved her right foot up higher, bending her knee so that the sole of her shoe rested on the mattress on the other side of my body; the back of her heel up against my lower back.

My left hand went to Ann's ass, caressing it as I started to slowly move my hips upward. Ann gasped and grabbed the back of my neck, her head tilting back towards the headboard. I bucked my cock hard up inside Ann, not quite getting as deep as I wanted. The awkwardness of the position we were in kept me from being able to get my entire shaft inside her. I thrust a couple of times into her, hoping it would improve for her, but it just wasn't going to happen.

I was about to change positions, when Ann spoke up. "Oh God lover...don't stop! You're hitting my G-spot just right!"

Who would have thought? I stopped trying to go deeper, and instead concentrated on staying consistent. If the depth I was reaching was perfect for Ann, I wanted to make sure I hit that same perfect spot every stroke. I started a steady rhythm of quick, stabbing thrusts. Ann held on to my head as we fucked, her back still slightly arched. I felt her foot against my hip, riding along with each little movement.

It was one of the most unusual sexual positions I'd ever been in. And after we'd gone at each other for about five minutes...well, after I'd gone at her, since at that point she was pretty much just taking the fucking I was giving her...Ann changed how she was positioned. And it made the unusual way we had started fucking each other seem like the missionary position. Leave it to Ann to add yet another element of excitement to what we were doing.

She pulled out another weapon from her sexual gymnastics arsenal. And she started by moving her left leg. Her right one was still stuck in place; right foot planted behind my ass as her leg straddled over my body. The left leg that had been pressed snugly against my right one...slowly began bending it backwards at the knee. Ann was dragging it across the silk sheet over the mattress, until it was pointing at a ninety-degree angle from our bodies. Next, Ann's thigh began moving away from mine, as her leg curled even farther. As her thigh moved, her knee stayed bent at the same angle, until eventually, Ann's heel was point back at her head.

When her leg was as far back as I thought it could go, Ann let go of my neck with her right hand, and she reach back and grabbed the spike of her left heel, pulling her foot up toward her head. Ann was twisting her body into a sort of sexual pretzel. Pulling on her foot torqued her hips, making her pelvis move to a different angle, which in turn increased the pressure on my cock, and her G-spot. Ann already had the tightest pussy I'd ever been fortunate enough to fuck...and it got even tighter as she pulled her leg higher.

I knew Ann was close to cumming before. So was I. But the new position she created made for one of those magical sexual moments where it was literally too damn good to last too long. I continued to grip her ass with my left hand. But I wormed my right hand out from underneath Ann's body. I needed to feel her, in the most intimate way I could think of.

Ann's head snapped down, looking me in the eyes as she felt the warmth of my hand touch her skin. My palm was resting on that now familiar place above her breast, searching for signs of the pounding heart that was underneath. Ann's angelic face was a flash of brilliance, and her initial smile turned into a tender, loving grin, her eyes welling up again.

"I love you, Ann," I whispered to her, knowing I had her attention on every level imaginable.

"Oh...God! I love you, toooo!" Ann answered as her eyes snapped shut quickly. As her orgasm started to hit her, she screamed out. I let go of Ann's ass, my fingers again finding the silky strands of her hair as I pulled her head towards mine. We kissed; her screams of release finding their way into my lungs as she let go. Then I gave back, groaning into Ann's mouth as I thrust my cock as deep as I could into her tight, wet cunt one last time as I came. I felt my cock pumping, feeling the hot sperm filling Ann, and she squealed in delight as she giggled into my mouth, still kissing me passionately.

Ann let go of her leg, letting her body recoil, and relax. Her right hand joined mine, covering it as I felt the quick thumping coming from within her chest. She broke off the kiss, looking at me, her eyes still moist from the emotional experience. Her fingers trailed down my arm until they met my elbow, tucked under my body. From there, she ran her fingertips softly along my skin of my chest, her palm coming to rest just like I'd been doing to her. Ann felt my heartbeat, which suddenly became a little faster from feeling the love of her touch.

I held my cock inside her for the longest time, as we stared at each other, feeling our hearts slow to a normal beat. Ann still had a tear from time to time, and I'd use my left hand to wipe them away, bringing each to my mouth, where I'd smile as I tasted her joy. For that's what the tears were about...tears of joy...and love.

Finally, my cock softened, and it slipped out of her pussy on its own. Ann took that as a sign, and she moved her right foot back over my body to join her left. Then, she pushed me onto my back, and she climbed over my body to be on my other side.

"I sleep better on this side of you," Ann said quietly as she got into position. I reached down and pulled the covers over us, and she nuzzled up next to me to stay warm. Instead of using a pillow, Ann scooted down and placed her head on my chest, listening.

"Comfy?" I asked as I closed my eyes and wrapped my arm around her, my hand finding that new favorite spot.

"Very," she said in her dreamy voice. We were quiet for a moment, heading off to sleep. But Ann left me with one last happy thought to dream about. "Neil?"

"Yeah, baby?"

"If I never get to make love in California again the rest of my life, I'll always be happy thinking about how you made love to me tonight. You were amazing. That was the perfect ending to a perfect last day."

"You made love to me, babe. I think I was just along for the ride."

"Not that last part...that was both of us. And it was incredible," she sighed.

"Yes...it was, wasn't it?"

"I love you so much, Neil."

"I love you too, Anna Renee."

Ann moved her head a little, getting herself settled as we headed towards sleep. Just as I was drifting of, I heard talking to herself, whispering, "I can't wait for tomorrow."