Ann: The Married Years Ch. 07

"All the more reason that I'll be expected to live up to it... you saw Olivia. I think it's pretty obvious that's where the bar is set now. I mean, it's one thing that she sucked off Ben. Once she did Al it changed everything."

"Are you okay with that?"

"Are you?"

He thought about the implications. It was hard to be upset, knowing that while her new title meant it was likely she was going to have to live up to it, the gathering wouldn't turn into a sex crazed fuck-fest. The prospect of him getting a blowjob from her or one of the other women during the party certainly was an exciting one. So was the idea of getting one from her while he drove.

Nodding his approval, he said, "Yes... I am."

She took the head of his cock into her mouth, sucking it deep, her mouth taking it halfway down with ease. Popping back up and shedding her shirt, she smiled. "That's what I thought."

She sucked him all the way home; keeping him on edge like only she could, drawing out his orgasm. While she sucked, she somehow slipped off her heels. Then she stopped and unsnapped her jeans, finding a way to wiggle out of them. Only her g-string remained as she settled back in to continue her work.

He knew she was fingering herself as she pleasured him, playing with her clit furiously. He wondered if she was going to make herself cum, but then she slowed that as well. Aware that she was bringing them both to the edge, he couldn't wait to get them home.

Pulling into the driveway, he shut off the car and unbuckled his seatbelt. He was about to open the door and carry her inside in the dark, but she stopped him. Reaching across his body, she pulled the lever on his seat, making it recline rapidly before quickly removing her panties. Placing her hand on his chest to steady her body as she straddled him, she moved into place. Seconds later, her pussy had engulfed his shaft.

She rode him wildly, ramming her lithe body up and down over him with the same enthusiasm Olivia showed in sucking Alphonso. She had that image in her mind, thinking of how she sucked and licked him. She wished again it were her there on her knees. It wasn't the idea of sucking Al as much as it was sucking anyone in front of that group. All of those eyes on her as she kneeled down, watching her sucking... and licking. Another image ran through her mind, one that turned her on more than the idea of sucking a cock, and she closed her eyes.

"OH NEIL... I'M CUMMMINGGG!" she screamed, loud enough that she was sure the Wallace's next door heard her.

Neil was right behind her, his hips bucking up as he unleashed his load, coating her cunt with his thick sperm.

"ANNA!" was all he could yell, the thought of having his cock sucked at the party making him explode.

When their panting stopped, they giggled together, the windows steamed up like they were two teenagers that had just fucked on the way home from a date. They could feel their juices mixing together as they stay coupled there on the driver's seat.

He kissed her deeply, running his hand over her bare ass. "You really went off, babe. I'm surprised you came so soon."

"Seeing Olivia really worked me up, although I could say the same for you."

"So, you'd really suck someone off at the party next year?" he asked, hoping her answer wouldn't change.

"Actually, I have a confession to make," she grinned. "The thing made me cum so fast was thinking that maybe next year, I can set a new precedent."

"And what would that be?"

"I was thinking... maybe I can be the first slut to eat someone's pussy," she giggled.

Sliding his hand underneath her thigh, he reached into his pocket, removing the rest of the money he won during the game. Placing it into her hand, he winked. "I hope you get to. That would be hot."

"What's this for?" she asked, her mind suddenly on the wad of cash she was holding.

"Sometimes, if she really likes the guy, the stripper does more than a lap dance," he grinned.

"God, I love you," she sighed as she looked into his eyes. "You always know what to say to make me horny."

"I love you too, Anna. Now you're officially a member of your little group."

"I'm not fucking anyone at the party next year, baby. You know that."

"Yes, I know. But you're going to make someone cum."

"Yes, I am," she giggled, leaning down for another kiss.

"And that's what makes you a Super Bowl slut!" he chuckled.

"I hope it's Olivia... she's fucking hot!"