Ann: The Married Years Ch. 28

"Y... you got us baby gifts?" she sniffed; her voice full of emotion as it caught in the back of her throat.

"I told you. Practical," Tammy winked.

She opened the gift from the Kramer's, becoming even more puzzled by what was revealed inside. "What the..."

Melody flashed a wicked grin in Neil's direction. "That's so your husband doesn't get an unexpected mouthful of milk when he's sucking on one of those perfect tits of yours. It's a breast pump. Trust me, you're going to need it... and you're going to love it."

Neil laughed, recalling how that very thing happened the night he'd fucked Melody, it never occurring to him that she would be lactating.

"I cannot believe you got us baby gifts. I can't believe we're having a baby!" Ann said excitedly.

"Those are for you and Neil... not the baby," Kyle said. "Mark my words, they're going to come in handy once you start having sex again after the baby comes."

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Dinner was over, but the three couples remained at the table long after, sharing stories and laughing hysterically. They'd actually done a fairly good job of shying away from talking about sex. Ann insisted they not talk about the night they all met each other, not because she wasn't there, or didn't want to hear about it. It had to do with not wanting to change the version of events she'd created in her head. She'd mentally created captions to the pictures Neil had sent her. It was like interpreting the lyrics of a song for yourself instead of watching a music video. Once you saw the images on the screen, it could ruin your own narrative.

Inevitably though, the discussion turned to sex. It was always going to go there. But instead of focusing on the fateful events that led to them being together, they talked about their own adventures since that night, everyone coming up with a favorite or two. Ann was thrilled to discover the rest of the group seemingly had as many to share as her and Neil. But it was a surprise that the one Tammy was describing was very recent, and it involved her.

Pointing at Ann, she said, "I swear on my life, Neil held her throat closed as he was fucking her with his fingers, and he counted down. Damn if she didn't cum the exact moment he finished that count. And I'm not talking a trickle and a moan. She went off like a firehose was shoved inside her. It came spurting out... I'm dead serious. It hit Neil in the chest at one point."

Neil shrugged and nodded. "Yeah, she does that sometimes. It's kind of a recent development we discovered."

"Female ejaculation," Johnny commented, his medical training confirming the phenomenon was indeed a thing. "Some women are capable of it."

Tammy slugged him on the arm and said, "You're telling me this just now? You need to get busy and figure out if I'm capable, buddy!"

"Anything you say dear. Although if I may, I do have a concern," he said, leaning forward to look directly at the Thomases.

"We've already talked about it this morning, Johnny," Ann nodded. "We're not going to be doing any more breath-play until after the baby is born. As incredible as that felt, it's not worth the risk."

"Look, I'm all for rough sex. Have at it... you can do that all you want. It's the same as rigorous exercise, in my eyes. Pregnancy shouldn't affect that. I know a nurse that ran a marathon at eight months. But yeah, I would caution against anything that could actually impact a fetus. So please, don't do that again."

"That was my fault," Neil offered, not wanting Ann to take the hit. "She'd just told me about her conversation with Dr. Duncan, who told her I didn't have to be gentle with her. I took it too far."

"Maybe she doesn't know how kinky you are," Melody laughed.

"She knows," Ann replied honestly. "She told me my dungeon was also off limits, but I never told her about how Neil chokes me occasionally. That was my fault.

"You have a dungeon? Why do I think you're serious?" Kyle asked.

"Because I am. It's in our crawlspace. Neil made it for me. I spent ten days in it last September. That's the week I knew I was ready to become a mom."

"You're kidding. I have to hear about that."

Ann looked at her watch, noting the time. "You know, that's kind of a long one, and we've been hogging this table. I'm sure our waitress would like to have someone else to serve. If you have time, why don't we go up to our room. It's got a nice living space."

"We know, Anna," Melody laughed. "We've been in it."

"Oh, yeah," she said sheepishly. "I forgot. Don't worry. There won't be any sex this time. I'm sure you all know I don't fuck other men."

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Ann was staring out the window onto the small city below. The suite was on the top floor, the mountains that blocked off the valley where they lived were in the distance to the west. Everywhere she looked, there were lights. Streetlights. Cars. Businesses. Houses. She wondered if she could be seen, what with all of the lights of the room on. It was likely. That is if anyone was watching.

She couldn't believe how quickly things changed once they got into the suite. One minute Melody was commenting on how just being there brought back so many erotic memories; the next, Tammy was reminiscing about her role as photographer, and how her one wish was that they'd had a better camera to document the night instead of a Polaroid.

Ann thought her comment was rather innocent, simply stating how she and Neil started using their 35-millimeter Nikon, and that they had a trusted personal friend that developed X-rated photos in her shop in San Francisco.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Tammy?"

"I think so, Mel. We've got our camera in the car. Johnny?"

"I ran out to get more film the last time. In on it!"

"I'll go with you," Kyle said excitedly. "Feel free to start without us!"

"Wait! What's happening?" Ann said in a panic.

"A reenactment, with better technology," Tammy smiled.

"I... I can't. Didn't you hear me? I don't..."

"We know. I talked to Carol, remember. But wasn't it just an hour ago you were waxing poetic about sucking cock at some Super Bowl party?"

"Okay, for the record, I've never waxed anything. I don't even wax my pussy, let alone poetry," she joked, trying to lessen her nerves.

Johnny added, "Also for the record, Kyle and I ate all our vegetables, so you were going to show us that pussy anyway, waxed or not."

A flash sweat overwhelmed her. "Neil?" she asked, looking for help.

"I was there. I heard you say it," he teased.

"Seriously?" she groaned, rolling her eyes. Turning back to the rest of the group, she tried to apply reason. "Look, we can't reenact it. Tina isn't here. I can't take her place."

"You're right. We'll switch roles!" Melody grinned.

"Yeah," Tammy agreed, knowing what her friend was thinking. "You become me. You're the camera girl. I'll be Tina. I get Kyle in the bedroom. Anna... you're with Neil out here."

"Is that okay?" Melody asked.

"So much for the illusion of not wanting to know everything that happened," Ann sighed.

Melody continued to plead her case. "I only fucked Neil... but I did suck some cock that night. Anna, you know as well as I do it's not going to be exactly the same. It can't be, but we can still have fun. We know where your line is, and we all respect it. Right boys?"

"Right," Kyle and Johnny said in unison, unwilling to say or do anything that would ruin the chance they'd get laid by one or both of their spouses... and the off chance that Ann might suck one of them.

"Neil?" Ann asked again, looking for actual guidance.

"The only question I have to ask is, do you trust your friends, or not?"

She stopped her worrying that instant. He'd asked the perfect question. "Yes. I do."

"Is that... an actual yes?" Melody wondered, her voice hopeful.

"Yeah, is it?" Tammy said with pleading eyes.

Ann walked to Kyle and Johnny, standing near the entrance to the hallway that led to the door. They were silent, unsure what to do. They didn't want to leave without knowing the plan, but they didn't want to force Ann into something that made her uncomfortable.

At that moment, they were the ones that were uncomfortable. Ann was staring at them with a blank expression. She was reading them, her gift of discernment throwing off no alarms that she should be nervous or guarded.

Finally, she smiled. It was slight, and rather sly. "I'm trusting you both," she finally said. Slipping the top of her dress over her shoulders, she wiggled it over her hips, letting it fall to the floor. She stood in just her heels, having gone without panties. "There. I've lived up to my end, and as you can tell, I might not wax, but I'm pretty handy with a razor. Hurry off and get some film... a lot of it. I have a feeling it's going to be another memorable night in this suite."

"Like I said... on it!" Johnny grinned.

"We'll be back in twenty minutes," Kyle giggled as they raced for the door.

"Don't have an accident. I'll just be warming up the girls while you're gone," she winked.

An hour later, Neil was behind Ann. Her hands were against the glass of the window, her nakedness in full view of the town where they were staying; where all of the guests in their suite lived.

He was fucking her, firm and steady. His rhythm was perfect, as her approaching climax attested.

"I'MMMM CUMMMMINNNG!" she announced.

"I know," he whispered into her ear as he tweaked her nipple. "Everyone out there knows. They're watching you, babe."

"OOOHHHH FUUUCKK YEEEESSSSS!"

Melody was beside them, naked herself. But she was taking pictures at the moment. Some four years before, Neil had fucked her in that exact spot, and it had a profound effect on her. She was thinking of that, reminiscing, until she heard Tammy screaming her head off in the other room.

"Gotta go! I'll be back in a few," she giggled as she scrambled to the bedroom.

Neil pulled out, twisting her. "What's next, baby?" she asked, still tingling from the orgasm he'd provided.

"Time for you to put that mouth to good use. Johnny's been more than patient."

When Melody returned, Ann was bent over in front of the window. Neil was fucking her from behind. Johnny was in front of her, his impressive cock in her mouth.

Melody brought the camera up, focusing the lens. She took a moment to appreciate the beauty of the scenery in front of her. The fluid movement of the threesome, against the backdrop of the city lights in the distance behind them. Ann's breasts were bouncing, as was her ass whenever Neil hammered into it. Johnny had his hand on her head. Her hands were on his thighs for support.

Ann noticed the flash from the camera, and she pulled off Johnny's cock, much to his dismay.

"How much film do you have... how many pictures left on the roll?" she asked as she stroked his cock.

"Just put in a new one."

"Does it take rapid fire pictures?"

"I don't know. It's not mine. It's Tammy's."

"It does," Johnny moaned. "Just hold down on the button."

Ann grinned. "When I count to three, press the button. I want you to get his reaction."

"Reaction? Whose reaction? My reaction?"

Placing the head of his cock in her mouth, she used her fingers to count. When she hit three, Melody pressed and held the button. Ann moved forward smoothly, swallowing all of his shaft until she was licking at his balls.

"HOLY FUCK!" he howled.

"What he said," Melody seconded, astounded at what she just captured on film.

"She gets that a lot too," Neil chuckled.

Ann ended that threesome on her knees in front of the window, jacking off both of those cocks onto her face and chest. It was one of the most wicked things she'd ever done.

"And to think I didn't want an alternate ending to that original fantasy," she giggled, scooping up some cum and bringing it to her mouth. "Now I get to have both."

Melody was happy for Ann. She was also ready for action of her own. Handing Ann the camera, she dropped to her knees in front of Neil, sucking his cock back to life. Once he was hard, she stood and pressed her chest against the window, spreading her legs wide as she jutted her ass out. Johnny had scampered into the bedroom, ready to fuck his fiancée... the threesome she was expecting on its way.

Melody wiggled her ass, enticing him. "I'm ready for my encore, James. Honey Ryder needs that big cock of yours shoved deep in her cunt."

Neil looked at Ann, who winked and lifted the camera. "Fuck her, James. I'll document the mission to send it back to M at MI6."

He loved that she got it right.

Slipping his cock deep into Melody, he sighed. "Ahh... the things I do for Queen and country, Moneypenny."