Ann: The Married Years Ch. 17

He quickly stood and unzipped his fly, fishing out the hard cock confined in his pants as he climbed up onto the countertop with her. Forcing her thighs wider, he buried his shaft inside her cunt with a hard, vicious thrust.

"OH FUCK! YES... FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD, BABY!"

He followed her pleas, ramming his cock over and over deep inside her. Her cum started churning, becoming a frothy mess around the base of his cock as he pounded her. She lay back onto the Formica top of the island; her arms stretching wide as she let him have her. There was no resisting, no trying to fuck him back. She lay there, taking whatever he wanted to give.

She moaned as his hands pawed at her tits, her mouth slightly open as she pleaded with him to fuck her harder; to use her body. Closing her eyes, another orgasm hit; her back arching, just her shoulders and ass on the countertop as he continued the assault on her pussy. With her chest thrust upward, he pulled at her nipples, making her growl. The walls of her cunt gripped at his thick cock, her orgasm becoming more intense from the way he was twisting and yanking on her nubs.

They felt a camera flash, Tina having stopped her chores to take some photos of what was going on. It was something they'd been doing all week long; Ann wanting pictures of their week together as husband and wife, and wife. The whir of the camera spurred Neil on, his hips firing faster as he tried to cum for Ann... and for Tina.

Ann could tell he was close; the way he was pounding her signaling his impending orgasm. "Cum for me, Neil! Cum inside my cunt!"

"NOT THIS TIME!" he screamed as he pulled out, using her splayed labia as he ran the underside of his shaft back and forth through the splayed lips; his throbbing cock pointing at an angle as he continued to stroke back and forth.

Every time he'd cum since Ann had tied him to the bed the Friday before, he'd cum inside a pussy. Well, that wasn't entirely true. He'd cum inside Ann's ass a time or two and Tina's as well. He'd also painted each of their faces several times after they'd given him an amazing blowjob. This was the first time he pulled out to shoot his load all over someone's body. He was doing it for effect, playing to the camera as his balls began to churn; his sperm racing up his shaft, ready to spew all over one of his adoring wives.

"AGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!" he groaned as the first spurt rocketed from the tip of his cock, a thick rope of sticky white cum landing on her left breast. He moved wildly, striping her body with his load, seven to eight more huge jets arching high from his cock. The spasms were almost artistic; Tina pressing her finger on the camera, holding it firm to make it fire rapidly.

"Oh SHIT... that feels so HOT!" Ann cooed as her lovers cum coated her tan skin, making her feel wicked.

"It looks hot!" Tina said as she took some photos of the damage Neil had done to Ann's body.

Neil scooted up the counter, lifting Ann's head as he stuffed his cock in her mouth, forcing her to clean him up. She grabbed his shaft, squeezing it as she lovingly sucked him dry.

"I love how you two look together. It's such a turn on that you're dressed and she's not, Neil."

"Huh... I guess. I never thought of it," he shrugged. "Just don't count on me being like this very long."

"Oh, I love it when you're naked too, sweetheart. But these are going to be some amazing pictures."

Taking the camera from her, he got off the bar, leaving Ann lying there; her left leg bent at the knee, her heel firmly planted on the countertop as she raised her hands over her head and let out a contented sigh.

"There's another chore for you Tina. Mop up that cum with your tongue," he ordered as he raised the Nikon to his face and adjusted the focus.

"Mmm... now this is the type of cleaning I love to do," she moaned as she began dragging her tongue across Ann's abdomen, licking up the thick stripes of warm goo. "There are some wifely duties I so look forward to."

"Me too," Ann agreed, waiting for Tina to feed her some of the load, which she did happily, the two of them giggling as they shared it with a hot, steamy kiss.

"Me three," Neil said to himself as the shutter fired, his cock refusing to soften as he watched his spouses sharing his cum.

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It seemed his cock hadn't softened since he arrived home to find Ann standing naked in the doorway. He was in a state of perpetual hardness, even as he tried to sleep. His shaft would go down some, but it was always at least half-hard, as if it were showing off on its own, trying to entice the girls. Whenever it did start to go down, something would pop into his naughty head that made it rise again.

He was rock hard once again as Tina led him down the hallway at three in the morning, using it as a handle to drag him behind her. Not that he needed dragged. Even in the darkened hallway, he could just make out her shapely ass and that was enough to make him follow her on his own. Still, he loved the idea that she was leading him somewhere to fuck.

"Where are we going this time?" he whispered, unsure why he was being so quiet. Ann was still awake, although hoping to drift off. And they'd closed the bedroom door to give her some privacy.

"Where do you want to go?" Tina teased.

"I think we've already fucked every place in the house, love."

"Hmm... then maybe we should fuck out of the house. How about the deck?" she asked, leading him there, not waiting for an answer.

He loved the sound of her heels clicking against the wooden slats. The sound echoed in the darkness, the quiet outside making everything seem louder at such an early hour in the morning.

He loved it that she was even wearing heels to begin with. She and Ann had been wearing them all the time, including in bed when they slept, wanting to make sure he knew they were always his sluts, available any time he wanted them. Yes, they had just playfully argued about whose turn it was to service their husband. But that was just sexy banter; either one of them would have gladly fucked him if that's what he wanted. Thankfully, he let them decide those things most of the time, not wanting to create any problems of imaginary jealousy. Plus, he thought it was cute they were taking turns, sharing him so lovingly.

Tina turned around to face him, kissing him deeply under the dim light from the sliver of moon in the cloudless sky; it seemed so close they could reach out and touch it. It illuminated the deck just enough for them to see, but as long as they were relatively quiet, they weren't going to be seen by anyone in the condos behind the house. Not at that hour.

Sucking at his lower lip, she started stroking his cock between them, squealing inside her chest when his huge hands moved to her ass, pulling her to him as he squeezed her fleshy cheeks. Her tongue shot out, digging into his mouth, feeling for his as the passion rose within. She raised her right leg at the knee, the inside of her thigh rubbing against the outside of his. Instinctively he grabbed it with his left hand, ducking his hips lower, trying to line himself up. It wasn't easy with her being so much shorter than him, but her heels helped, and as always, he managed.

"Oh God... Neil," she panted as she felt his thick, bulbous head running through her wet cunt lips, sliding back and forth as if it were searching for her hole. He knew exactly where it was. He was teasing her with it, making her buck her hips in hopes of forcing him inside. Being on one leg made it impossible for her as he shifted against her movements. "Please sweetie. I need you so bad," she whined, her mouth biting at his neck, dragging her teeth over his shoulder.

"Funny. Inside you made it seem like this was just another chore."

"I... I'm sorry. You know I always want to be the one you fuck."

"Hmm... but we have to share, don't we?"

"Yeeesssss!" she cooed as the head slipped past her opening, threatening to take her fully at any moment. He gave her another inch, stretching her walls wider with his shaft. "Oh fuck! Neil! Please fuck me. I want you so bad!"

Bending his knees, he let go of her breast, quickly scooping her other leg off the deck by her knee. He cradled her, his powerful arms holding her up by her legs at just the perfect angle. "I want you to fuck me, Tina. Show me what kind of slutty wife you are!"

Her hands had gone to his neck when he lifted her and she leaned back forcing her lower body over his prick; a deep, animalistic growl escaping as she sank over his shaft. When she bottomed out, her eyes rolled back in her head for a moment as she felt the girth forcing her walls apart in the most amazing way. Clenching her muscles, she gripped at his shaft with her pussy, making him groan as he held her. He had to part his legs wider to stabilize himself, worried they might fall into the railing if they weren't careful.

She started bouncing her tiny body up and down, using her strong arms for leverage. "Like this?" she snarled through her clenched teeth, loving the way they bodies melded together.

"Yes, my hot little cunt" he nodded, letting her ride him as he locked his knees and held on.

She fucked him like that for almost ten minutes, varying her pace, sometimes even coming to a complete stop to rest. She'd flex her inner muscles again as she kissed him, hoping to still bring him pleasure while she regained her strength. In truth, if the three of them hadn't been fucking like rabbits all week long, she probably would have been able to finish him off that way. As it was, when she finally came she went limp, her body shaking to the point he was concerned he'd drop her. He forced a change of positions, setting her back on her feet and quickly turning her around.

She bent over instinctively, grabbing the railing and spreading her feet wider as he held onto her hips. Thrusting upward, he impaled her cunt with his thickness, his balls slapping against her engorged clit.

"UNH!" she grunted, bending forward more, hanging her head between her outstretched arms as he began slamming into her.

The steady rhythmic slapping of their bodies began resonating into the night. It was an unmistakable sound. But if there were any doubt what was going on high up on the deck, her whimpering cries only confirmed it.

He fought the urge at first, trying to contain his desires. But soon his hands searched for her tits, finding her nipples; pulling and extending them. He actually pulled them both toward her sides, stretching them wide, twisting them before letting go. And then he'd do it again, their pace becoming more forceful.

"Oh fuck!" she snapped. He spanked her ass to warn her not to do it again. She knew then that he was taking her, and he expected quiet as he did, wanting to use her how he wished, but not willing to attract attention.

"Fuck me Neil," she whispered over her shoulder. "Make me a real slut, sweetie."

His hand landed on her ass again, and she cringed as she bit her lip, her knees almost buckling from the sting and the excitement of what he was suddenly doing to her. It was as close to anything dominant that she'd experienced from him while she'd been there, and she wanted more.

He was in the same mood. There was something about being outside in the cool night air, the minimal light of the moon reflecting off Tina's bare back. They were naked and he was fucking her from behind. There was nothing romantic about it. The scene was bringing out a side of him that had long been dormant. If the moon had been full, he was certain the beast that raged within him would have been fully unleashed. As it was, he was willing to now embrace what he'd kept buried within for so long.

It had been such a long time since he'd gotten to play that role. Yes, he'd come close whenever Ann misbehaved and he had to discipline Anna Renee. But he found he longed for more. He just never realized how much. He knew he had no right to insist his real wife assume the persona of Annabelle. It wasn't something they ever committed to and after all, it was her body.

Because of that, he felt like it wasn't his place to ask. But he'd be lying if he said it didn't cross his mind, especially since the previous Friday when he'd been tied up. He couldn't help but wonder when the next time he'd get to do that to Ann would happen, if ever. It had been so long he barely remembered.

While he wasn't going to do that to Tina either, that didn't mean they both weren't kind of thinking along the same lines. She loved how the power of his strong bare hand felt against the flesh of her naked ass, his huge palm surely leaving behind a mark that was becoming redder with each blow he'd give her. He knew it turned her on from the way she responded, not just the screams she was holding in her chest, but also by the way her cunt would spasm around his slickened shaft as he thrust it deep inside her.

He pulled at her nipples like before, pinching them hard. He'd let go and then do it again, taking the time in between to spank her right ass cheek in the same exact spot. Leaning further forward, Tina tried to rest her shoulders and neck against the railing, but hesitated for obvious reasons. He sensed what she wanted to do and turned to his left, seeing one of Ann's many beach towels left beside them on the lounger.

Snatching it up, he threw it on the rail, letting her take the time to create a cushion of sorts. Once done she leaned forward again, resting her upper body against it. It was a loving gesture on his part, which seemed to contradict what he was doing to her. But Neil showed her that love because he felt it in return. While she wasn't really his wife, he couldn't help but feel emotionally attached to her. They had so much history together not to be connected that way. But that sentiment didn't stop him from slapping his meaty palm against her ass again, making her yelp.

When he pulled at her nipples again, she reached back with her arms, clasping her hands behind her back in a show of submission. Like Ann would often do, she was pretending to be tied that way, the awkward position she was now in making her feel used and vulnerable. He grabbed her wrists, lifting her arms higher, forcing her chest against the rail, as if the pounding he was giving her wasn't doing that enough.

She grunted with each stroke, the pain running through her shoulders matched only by the pleasure she was feeling from what he was doing to her pussy. She winced as he raised her arms higher, and growled as he struck her ass harder than he had been doing. That only made her wetter, another orgasm fast approaching.

So was Neil's. He'd given way to the dark recesses of his mind, finding himself back in the dusty, cobwebbed corner where he'd tucked away the apparent fondness he had of being dominant. He missed the taste of administering that heady mixture of pain and pleasure, searching for the erotic balance between the two as he played with a trusting woman... one that could give herself to him physically, mentally and emotionally, all in the pursuit of immense sexual gratification.

Maybe it was because they were outside in the moonlight that drove him. Perhaps it was just that he'd been denied the privilege for so long of the opportunity he was being given. Maybe it was because he'd been reconnecting with Tina for a week and it seemed to be something she was looking for. Regardless of the reason or reasons, Neil found his chest swelling as he treated his pretend wife as more of a conquest, pillaging her pussy just the way she wanted.

"OH... I... I'MMMMMMMMMMMM!" she yelled, clamping her mouth closed as he slapped her ass once again, demanding silence with his hard blows. In return, she coated his cock, covering it with her sweet cum.

As her orgasm subsided, he pulled out his cock, realigning it against her ass, pushing the head past her sphincter quickly. A hard thrust followed, his shaft burying deep into her rear hole, the burning sensation making her wail as he started ripping his hips back and forth.

"Oh my God, Neil! My ass... fuck... my... ass," she panted.

"I already am," he growled as he moved faster, holding her arms up to the point her shoulders hurt on both sides. She was pinned, her rectal walls burning as he bored deeper with each stroke.

"Oh shit! I'm a slut. I'm such a fucking slut! You're fucking my ass and I'm a fucking slut!"

"Yes... you are. Keep saying that Tina. Tell everyone what you are."

"YES... YES! I'm a slut, I'm a slut... I'M A SLUT!"

Letting go of her wrists, he clawed at her tits again, abusing her nipples as if to let her know he hadn't forgotten them. Then he gripped her breasts, the flesh squeezing out between his spread fingers as he shoved up into her ass one final time.

"UUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAA!" he bellowed as he arched his back, seemingly howling at the moon as he emptied his balls into her quaking hole.

When he finished spurting, he pulled out, grabbing her by the hair to twist her around and force her to her knees. He crammed his cock into her mouth, forcing it against the back of her throat as he made her clean it. Holding the sides of her head by her curly blonde locks, he fucked her face, making her gag several times. He was amazed at how much she could take, not remembering her being able to stuff so much of his cock into her tiny little mouth. While she couldn't take all of him, she wasn't that far from being able to swallow him whole. She just needed to learn to relax her throat. That was another area where she would need to learn to trust the person she was with.

Finally pulling out, he patted her playfully on the cheek. "You're a good slut, Tina. But if you want to keep being my wife, you better learn to deepthroat," he said as he turned and walked toward the French door, opening it as she struggled to get to her feet.

The emotion from what he just said hit her in the chest, her eyes wide when she looked at his face. "Are you serious, Neil?"

"Very. I have high standards I expect from my wives. You need to stay out here and think about that for a while. I'll let you back in the house when I need your pussy again... which may be a while. After all, I have an incredibly slutty wife waiting for me in bed."

She couldn't believe he closed the door behind him, and it stunned her even more when he locked it. She was so hurt by what he said that she began to cry, even as her heart soared by what they'd just shared. Curling up on the lounge chair, she covered herself with the beach towel, wondering how long she'd be left to think.

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"Jeez, baby... you really said that to her?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Because, don't you think it was kind of... cruel?"

"I was pretty much using her like a slut, Ann. That's who she wanted to be. Hell, it wouldn't have taken much to push her all the way. She was basically the Tina version of Annabelle. She was... Tinabelle."

"Or Tinkerbelle," she laughed.

"Funny I didn't think of that," he smirked. "The bottom line was that was exactly what she needed. She just didn't know it."

"You really left her outside all night?"

"It's only been a few hours, babe. I came back inside about three-thirty. It's six-thirty now," he said as he readjusted his feet, slowly moving his hips in a circular motion.

That little move did it for Ann. Her body tensed up, and she came quickly on his stiff cock a second time in the last fifteen minutes. "Oh Neil!" she called out as she sucked in her breath.

She leaned back into him, her hands firmly on the railing as he ground into her pussy from behind. She was more vertical now, her back against his chest, her left hand coming back to grab the back of his head, her tits jutting out into the damp morning air.

Indeed, it was a half past six in the morning, and the two of them were finally fucking on the front porch, much to his delight. It was a perfect morning, the sun just starting to rise over the top of the hill to the east. The air was thick; a heavy dew on the grass of the side yard below them. The thick morning fog that had been hanging over the creek to the south was just beginning to break from the slight breeze that was washing over their naked bodies. With it, he was bringing her to another orgasm.