Ann: The Married Years Ch. 17

His left arm circled her abdomen, holding her in place; his right reached up to hold the front of her neck, pulling her close to him. The placement of his hand was something new; and that caught her off guard. She felt herself holding her breath as his fingers gently squeezed at her sexy throat. He was unaware of the effect he was having on her, thinking it was the way he was grinding his cock into her that got her off so quickly again. He knew better once she came.

"UUUUHHHHHHHHHH," she wailed, her body shaking violently, her pussy spurting all over his cock once more. It was one of the most violent orgasms she'd ever had, the volume and force of her climax frightening her.

He could feel her trying to yell, his hand keeping her from doing it. The power of her response surprised him, and he let go. She gulped deeply, gasping for breath, her eyes blinking widely from the feeling of her lungs filling once again. A few tears actually rolled down her cheeks, and yet she couldn't get over the feeling she'd just had.

Recovering, she panted, "Do... it... again... Neil."

"Do what again?" he asked, shaken by her reaction, unaware of the sexual thrill he'd just given her.

"Grab my throat like you just did... please!" she pleaded.

He shook his head, but did as she asked, knowing well enough not to question her considering the mood she was in. He gripped her neck a second time, trying to remember the pressure he'd applied as she grabbed the support post of the railing. It wasn't the first time they'd had sex on the front porch, so he knew that wasn't what had caused her body to react like it had. It was a first that he had somehow cut off her air supply. That she somehow found it such a turn on was a surprise to him, but there was no denying the orgasmic eruption she'd just experienced. It wasn't a shock that she'd want to try for another, likening it to an experiment she was conducting. She seemed to always look for ways to broaden her sexuality. This one happened to occur by accident; she just hoped to confirm it wasn't one altogether.

She found herself holding her breath again. It was more of her own doing at first than him keeping her from breathing and she quickly discovered that didn't work. She needed him to be more into it. She needed him to control it. Being brave enough to tell him what she wanted, he tried to oblige.

The force of his hand took her away, the imagery of the whole thing somehow running through her mind. She had close to an out of body experience, seeing herself on the porch, the muscles in his forearm rippling, his strong hand grabbing her neck in such a way that it seemed so wrong. He was pounding her from behind, taking her. And in that moment, he was deciding everything for her... including the very breath that gave her life. The longer he held on the more she could feel every fiber of her body fighting, and the more she became in tune with her inner desires.

When he finally let go, so did she, collapsing forward as she came a third time. Or was it a fourth? All she knew was this one so hard and so intense she had to grab the railing again to keep from falling. She gasped and coughed, all the while cumming. It was not only one of the most powerful climaxes she'd ever had, it was most certainly the longest.

"Th... that w... was so in... credible," she cried as she fought to catch her breath, the tears rolling down her cheeks and falling to the concrete of slab of the porch. Her body literally tingled.

Neil fucked harder, his hips a blur as he held hers. He wasn't sure why that somehow turned him on, but it had. Enough so that he started splattering the inside of her pussy with his latest load of cum.

"Yes... it was," he said a few moments later as he caught his breath.

Turning to kiss him, Ann slumped into his arms, her body weakened, drained from what just happened. "I don't what that was all about or why it was so hot, but it was. I was seeing stars," she panted.

"Me too," Tina called out. She'd been standing some fifteen below in the yard at the side of the house, hidden in the mist of the fog. "You two are amazing. You seemed to love him choking you, Anna."

"Yeah... for some reason I really did," she admitted bashfully. "I wonder why?"

"Well, the clinical answer is that it has to do with the amount of oxygen your brain is getting. When it's cut off your brain your body start to starve for it. At the same time the carbon dioxide inside you increases, which gives you a lightheaded feeling that kind of makes it seem like you're high. It can also make you pass out. And if you do it too long... well, you know. That's the obvious risk involved. The reward is if it's done right, in some people... when all that clinical stuff happens it makes your orgasms way, way more intense. You're apparently one of those people. It's powerful because it plays with your psyche."

"What are you, a sex doctor?" Neil asked.

"I read a lot," she laughed. "Kind of like Ann reading about bondage lifestyles."

"What?"

"She's talking about Domme/sub relationships, baby. She and I were talking about it the other day. I read those books a long time ago. I wanted to know what I was getting into," Ann shrugged, as if it was insignificant information. Neil's ears perked up when just the subject of bondage was mentioned in the same breath as his wife... by his wife. She was more interested at the moment about what Tina was expounding upon. "What were you saying about playing with my psyche?"

"What I was saying before, that's the physiology of what's going on. The psychological side if it has to do with the idea of someone else controlling something that is so basic to you as a being; breathing. We take it for granted. We don't ever really think about it during our day, we just breathe. When the ability to do that is out of your hands and literally in the hand of someone else, and you're being stimulated sexually, it becomes a paradox.

"The mind begins to panic, but the body is reacting to both of those stimuli. The intensity that results is manifested in something we never imagined could happen physically. You're trying desperately to just to survive and at the same time you're so close to cumming, it's like your body is trying to decide which one is more important. Frankly, it's a bit of a turn on... especially if you're one of those lucky people that likes being controlled and who cums harder because of it. And again, it sure looked like you fit that criteria."

"Well, you certainly sound like you know what you're talking about," he said as he brushed the hair from Ann's face with the back of his fingers.

"Sometimes Alex would do it to me when he tied me up," she replied, "And when he would let me cum it was incredible."

"Hmm... interesting," Ann said as she licked at his ear. "I think you just taught me something, Tina."

"I think you figured it out all by yourself," she teased.

"Still, I think I should repay you for explaining it to me," she winked.

"Can I just come back into the house, please?" she asked sheepishly.

Ann turned to Neil, who nodded approvingly. "Our husband says yes, you can. But I think I can still repay you better than that."

"Anna?"

"Yeah?"

"What you're insinuating sounds fun, but I was wondering..."

Ann could barely see the expression of despair on Tina's face through the fog, but it was there. Concerned she asked, "What is it, Tina?"

"Can you teach me how to deepthroat?"

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

It had been a long nap but Neil finally woke up. It was hard not to, what with the two eager women practically pouncing onto the bed beside him. They were hopping up and down on the mattress, one on either side as he rolled over.

"Look Anna, he's hard!"

"You should know by now he'd always hard when he's in bed," her friend giggled.

"What's up, ladies?" he asked groggily, rubbing his left eye with the back of his hand.

"You are, now," Tina said as she reached for his cock.

"Is it your turn?" he asked, holding her arm by the wrist just an inch away from his twitching shaft.

"Yes. You were with Ann on the front porch, remember?"

"Okay... just making sure," he smiled, letting go of her arm.

"It doesn't matter. We're going to share you right now anyway," Ann said as she fondled his balls. "Come on Tina... let's show him what you've learned."

Twenty minutes later he was cumming down his sexy friend's throat, the little blonde having learned how to deepthroat over the last several hours while he'd been napping. She still had a lot to learn, mainly in how to enjoy it more while doing it, but the thrill that went through her when she finally took that mammoth monster all the way down her throat was one she'd never forget. Especially since Ann was there to capture the moment on camera.

"That was... wow," Neil said as he gently stroked her hair, her mouth busy cleaning his spent shaft and balls. "I can't believe you learned how to do that so fast?"

"Well to be fair, she was already pretty close to being able to do it. Because you're so thick it kind of plays with your psyche, to use a term I learned today. I just had to show her how to better control her gag reflex. She's a quick learner though, and she was certainly motivated." Ann winked.

"Thank you," Tina whispered; her voice hoarse. "I had a great teacher. I need more practice though."

"You were incredible, Tina! I'm so proud of you," she said as she gleefully hugged her.

"I wish I had something to share with you. He shot his whole load right into my stomach. Hell, I think the tip of his cock was in my stomach when he came."

"Yeah, I should have told you that. You need to kind of make sure you're aware of your partner if you want to taste it. Deepthroating is fun but you can miss the excitement of playing with the load in your mouth, which I love. Then again there are times I really get off feeling him pulsing when it's lodged all the way down. Plus, I can lick at his balls, which is pretty cool."

"I'll have to try that next time. I need a drink though. My throat is a little raw right now. Kind of like my ass earlier was this morning," she grinned as she got up to get a drink of water in the bathroom.

Returning, she saw Neil on his knees, patting the mattress for her to lie down. "On your back, missy... time for your reward!"

"I just want to know if I get to keep being your wife?" she asked, proud of what she'd just done.

"I've already been through one divorce, Tina. I can't handle another one," he joked.

Lying on her back, she spread her legs, her black stilettos digging into the bed as she bent her knees. "We haven't been married that long, sweetie. I'm pretty sure you could just get it annulled if you wanted."

Leaning down, he swiped his tongue from her ass to her clit, making her back arch as he latched on for just a second. Then he flicked at the silver ring adorning her labia, listening to her suck in her breath. Looking up from between her legs, he winked. "No. I think we'll keep you," he grinned.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Damn... am I ever glad you decided to stay until today," Neil said as he talked to the top of Tina's head, watching it bob back and forth over his cock while he stood at the front door.

It wasn't open like it had been when Ann sucked Douglas a few days before, but Tina wanted to send him off to work with another blowjob, and now that she'd gotten better at being able to swallow his monster cock, she felt she owed it to him. She had just learned how to do it that weekend; the idea of not being able to again for a while had her changing her plans.

That led to her calling up her salon to let them know she was going to be gone one more day. She had originally scheduled her vacation so that she'd be going home on Sunday. But Ann informed her that as Neil's wife, Sunday was collectively their day, and that meant the three of them. She also made sure Tina knew that Sunday's always lasted until Monday morning.

This time when he came she remembered to pull back, wanting to taste him one last time. She extended her tongue, letting him explode all over her face, loving how he marked her. Inside, she felt it was like he was making her his. She was his possession, belonging to him. She was his slut.

"That was wonderful, Tina," he panted as he helped her to her feet.

"It was, wasn't it," she smiled. That was quickly followed by tears as she started to cry. She wasn't sobbing, yet the emotion of the week came full circle, landing in her stomach. She knew it was time to stop pretending.

She looked at the ring on her finger, staring at it. It was so beautiful and that wasn't just because of how it looked. It was also what it represented. She felt so loved wearing it. While she knew it before she had confirmed that she really wanted to be married someday. It hurt that it wouldn't be Alex. It was never going to be him and she knew that all along. She'd just used him like he had her.

The bright side revolved around her new beau, who had swept her off her feet, making her feel much like Neil had all week long. That didn't surprise her because they were an awful lot alike. So much so that they could have been brothers.

As much as it pained her, she slipped the ring off her finger, handing it to Ann. "There you go, Anna. I guess I'm back to being your step-sister instead of being your wife," she said, talking about both of them.

Ann put it back on her finger, looking at how the engagement ring fit so perfectly against her wedding band, the two meshing together to appear like one. It was such a symbolic notion, because that's how she felt she and Tina went together in pleasing Neil while she'd been there.

"You know, I can really see now how having two wives could work," she smiled, trying to make the best of the moment.

Tina sniffed as Neil hugged her naked body, kissing the top of her head, some cum dribbling off her chin onto her left breast. "Me too," he said as lifted that chin with his finger, kissing her sticky lips.

"I love it when you do that," she sighed, feeling at least a little better. "And I love that sucking you was my last official act as your wife."

Ann walked over to the island, opening one of the two drawers. She pulled out a tiny box, holding it behind her back as she made her way back to the front door.

"Would you like to do the honors, baby?" she asked, smiling at him.

Pulling Ann to him, he had her kneel down when he did. "I think we should do this together," he grinned as he held his wife's hand, looking up to grasp Tina's.

"Okay," Ann giggled as she showed her friend the small jewelry box.

Together, Neil and Ann recited their rehearsed line perfectly. "Tina... would you unofficially marry us?"

Ann opened the box, showing her a golden pussy ring; one that matched the ring that was decorating her own labia. Tina's hands covered her mouth, a gasp escaping as she looked at it.

"Is that what I think it is?" she asked, another tear forming in the corner of her eye.

He reached up, her legs instinctively parting as he removed the silver ring that has been dangling from her labia since she'd arrived. Ann was quick to replace it with the gold diamond studded one; a shudder running through Tina as she clasped it in place.

"That is so fucking hot!" Ann said as she sat back, proud of the latest surprise she was able to pull off.

As soon as she'd seen that Tina had her labia pierced, she decided to take the fantasy of her being a second wife in the house to a whole other level. She found a moment to call her friend Missy in California. Missy had another ring made at their friend Dave's jewelry store in the mall Ann used to work, shipping it out express via UPS to arrive before Tina's vacation would be over.

She'd told Neil of her plan soon after the package arrived and he was totally supportive. In fact, he was the one that suggested they somehow propose. They were just waiting on an answer.

"So... what do you say," Neil finally said.

"Oh, I think you know the answer is yes," she said as she motioned for them to stand up so she could hug them. But that didn't stop her from getting a funny look on her face.

"Are you okay?" Ann asked.

"I'm beyond okay. I'm pretend engaged," she laughed. "I just wonder what Matt's going to say."

"Matt?" Neil replied with a smirk.

"Yeah... Matt Shepard. You know, your best man."

"We know who he is," Ann laughed with a funny expression of her own. "Why would he care?"

"Because... he's the guy I've been dating. In fact, I think he's kind of my boyfriend," she grinned.