Ann: A Love Story Ch. 50

Ann started riding my shaft, and she was worked up. She'd been playing with her pussy so long while I drove, I knew she was close to cumming before we'd even started. She grabbed the little 'oh shit' handle that was attached to the ceiling of the car, just inside the door. Putting her left hand behind my neck, Ann lifted first her left foot, and then her right, placing them on the bottom edge of the doorframe of the car. She had her legs spread as wide as the opening; the outside of her feet wedged up against the metal frame. Ann started bending her knees, rocking her ass up and down over my shaft, slamming her perfect little pussy up against my balls time after time.

I was amazed at the different ways Ann could find to use her body to fuck me. Sometimes I felt like she was playing on a whole different level than I was when it came to sexual prowess. Then again, I'd never been with anyone both as flexible and as athletic as Ann was. I'd been with women that were extremely flexible. And I'd been with women that were amazingly athletic. But no woman I'd ever had sex with had the full package that Ann had; flexibility, athleticism, ingenuity, and being drop dead gorgeous to boot. I was a lucky man, and I had the pussy over my cock to prove it.

Ann was moving her thighs like she was riding a horse, pushing up and down with her calves as she humped me hard and fast. Her hips seemed like a blur to me as she got closer and closer to the climax she'd been craving for over an hour. As it hit, Ann slowed her strokes, making sure they were still hard, but they were longer and more deliberate. She'd jam her cunt down over my shaft, grunting as she rocked the car.

"I'm cumming, baby!" Ann groaned as her body went stiff. Her fluid covered my cock, creating a sweet little mess over my cock and balls. I held on to Ann for fear that the might lose her grip on my neck, which was slick with sweat. She let go, letting me hold her, and that allowed me to move my head. I used that opportunity to lean forward and bite at her nipples, which made her open her eyes and giggle.

"That was incredible," I said to Ann as she took her feet and placed them back onto the concrete.

"We're not done yet," she said as she pulled off my cock and turned around. She straddled my legs again, this time with her back to me, and she reached down to feed my cock back into her gaping pussy. Ann looked over her shoulder and gave me a sexy smile. "Now it's your turn to cum, lover."

She slid back down over my shaft, and I moaned as I reached around and cupped her slick tits. Ann leaned forward a little, placing her hands on my knees for support as she began fucking me again. I felt my head spinning a little from the excitement of it all. Looking at Ann's bronze back, I watched the droplets of sweat running down her skin, making my heart race with lust. It was hot, steamy sex in every sense imaginable. I felt my own little beads running down my skin, and the raging fire within my groin intensified.

Ann continued to build up the pressure in my balls, pounding away at my swollen prick as she coaxed me on. "Cum for me, baby. I need your cum...I want to taste it!"

I could feel Ann's pussy gripping at my shaft. She was flexing her inner walls, trying to squeeze me. I'd felt that before, but I'd always assumed it was some involuntary response to what she was feeling at the time; a reaction to fucking her with my thick cock in just the right way. But this seemed much more deliberate. She looked over her shoulder again, her eyes bouncing with her body. Yet there was something in those eyes that told me the clenching was not just a pleasant byproduct. Ann was doing it on purpose, and it felt amazing.

"Come on, baby. Cum for me...I want to feel your cum on my face!"

It's hard for a man to hear a request like that and not try to honor it as soon as possible. Maybe there's a fear that if you don't do what they ask right away, they party requesting it could change their mind. It's the way men are wired...and I was no different. It wasn't like I thought Ann was going to change her mind. When it came to sex, or anything else for that matter, she rarely said something that she didn't mean. But that didn't mean that I wasn't preconditioned by my male DNA to jump on the opportunity once it presented itself. I heard Ann say she wanted to feel my cum on her face, and my brain relayed that message to my balls faster than the speed of light.

I groaned as I felt my load stirring in my balls, and Ann could sense that she'd said the perfect thing to make that happen. "Tell me when you're going to cum, baby!" she said, her subtle way of reinforcing that she had indeed been serious.

She kept slapping her ass onto my lap, leaning forward even farther to change the angle. My cock was stretched out, being pulled away from my body, and the friction on the head of my cock was too much.

"HOLY SHIT! I'm going to cum, babe! I'm cumming!"

Ann leapt up off my cock and spun in the air, landing on her feet facing me. She quickly crouched down, squatting in front of me. Grabbing my shaft, her hand was a blur as she jacked me off over her open mouth. "Give it to me baby! GIVE ME YOUR CUM!"

I reached up and grabbed the handle on the door as my ass lifted off the seat.

"UUUNNNHHHHH!" I howled, my tongue sticking to the roof of my mouth as I started to spew my load. Ann slowed her hand, stroking me very deliberately as she aimed. Rope after rope of hot cum blasted from my pulsing cock. The first three or four landed like stripes starting in her hair and ended on her tongue. The last were all concentrated on her angelic face, smiling at me as she let me apply my own special brand of makeup.

Ann continued to stroke me, wanting every drop to land on her. She squeezed my balls, and pulled at my shaft, trying to force more out of the little hole. Taking my cock in her mouth, she sucked me, swirling her tongue around the tip of my cock. My body shook and I let out a little yelp, reacting to her teasing the suddenly over sensitized head.

"Mmmmm. That was delicious!" Ann said as she moved up my body, still gripping my shaft. I knew what she wanted, and I obliged her, kissing her cum soaked lips.

"You were amazing," I said to Ann as I scooped a little glob of cum off her chin and fed it to her.

"So were you, baby," she said between sucks on my fingers. Ann looked at me, her eyes sparkling as she looked into mine; a wicked little grin appearing as she stared at me. "What state is next?" she asked.

"Utah," I answered.

Ann winked at me and giggled, "How long 'til we get there?"