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Ann had had a rough end to the party in her honor. I suppose it was a party for the two of us. Yet being honest with myself, in their eyes the guests were all losing Ann, they weren't gaining me. Not that I didn't feel welcomed. In fact, her friends were amazing, not only in accepting me quickly and with open arms, but in making me feel like I was a longtime friend as well. I'm sure that our being engaged gave me a certain cache, but I couldn't think of one person that made me feel like they weren't being genuine in their affections towards me. Still the fact remained that I wasn't in California to stay, and I was taking Ann with me.
And the way Ann's friends made me feel welcomed made the end of the party tough on me as well. But whatever I might have been feeling as we stood at the exit of the big room where the party was held, it was nothing compared to what she went through. Each guest filed past us in a long line, not unlike a reception line at a wedding. And that's how I chose to look at it. But for Ann, it was a more somber occasion. She was sad she was leaving her friends.
Yet as we traveled down the quiet streets of her town, she was practically giddy. Of course, she tended to get that way when she was horny. And she was definitely horny. I was too. But at the same time, I wasn't sure if I could perform. Billie had mentioned at the restaurant that I had gotten hard again. That seemed to be a natural reaction I had just being around Ann. Of course, that happened because she had just eaten Missy before walking up to me and giving me one of the sexiest kisses I'd ever experienced.
Billie had also wondered aloud how many times I'd cum already that day. I knew it was more than the two she'd mentioned at first. But was it three, or four? She had said both of those numbers as well, but I couldn't really remember, in large part because I couldn't remember what day it was. I'd cum so many times since arriving in California that it was hard to count. Hell, I was losing track of the days. Being on vacation was a Godsend. I was having such an amazing time that it seemed like it had been just one long day since I landed, with some sleep thrown in from time to time.
After experiencing it first hand... well, first foot, just how incredible Ann could make me feel just using her feet on my cock, I had no doubt that if she wanted me to cum one more time, it was likely that I was going to. But I wanted our sexual experiences to be amazing. Ann deserved that. I didn't want to not be at my absolute best. I didn't want to have sex and have it be any less than what we'd kind of set as our standard. And I knew that if I tried to fuck her, I wouldn't be at my best. My cock needed a rest, no matter how hard I'd been back at the restaurant.
By the time we'd left the restaurant, I wasn't hard any longer. The mood had changed as we stood at the door and said goodbye to the assembly line of people passing by. Alfred and Billie had been the first to leave, just as they'd been the last to arrive. Billie had kissed Ann goodbye, holding her hands again like she had earlier, and said, "I meant what I said, sweetie. We live close by. The offer still stands if you want to drop by and let loose. You can make as much noise as you want. You won't bother us... we'll be making noise too."
"Thanks, Em. We'll see. I think this is going to take a while, and I'm not sure what kind of mood I'm going to be in when we're done."
"Anna, remember what I told you... sometimes you can use sex
to change
your mood. As long as you've got a great partner that knows you, and I know you do. You just have to be willing to let go, and let him take you where you need to be." Billie had said that last sentence looking at me. And I knew what she meant.
So did Ann. As she hugged Billie one last time, she said, "I'll remember, Em. I'll never forget any of the things we've talked about. And I'll never forget you."
"Me either sweetheart. And I'm serious. Stop by if you want to. We'll leave the back door open. Just come in and make yourself at home."
"You're going to leave the door open?" I said, thinking that was an odd thing to do.
"Don't worry, Neil. There are so many patrol cars in this town it's not that big a deal for one night. Besides, we don't have much choice. I'm pretty sure I'm going to be tied up, and Alfred will be too busy to hear you knock."
Alfred smiled and said, "It's only fair, Billie. You tied me up so I could only watch you and your new toy before we came over. Now it's my turn."
I looked at Ann. She had the same shocked look on her face that I did. But Billie just smiled and took it in stride. "What can I say? You two inspired me with the handcuffs at the party. It's been quite a while, but it seems like a part of me I need to let Alfred revisit again. Besides, being helpless can be very liberating." She gave a little wave, and took Alfred's hand as they walked out together.
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We were still pretty far from Ann's house. The way she was acting made me think that it might be too far. She had the stretchy elastic bottom of her white blouse pulled up over her tits. She'd taken each of her nipples into her mouth, making them very hard and very wet. She made a show of it for me. But now she was lying back in her seat, which she'd reclined all the way, and she was playing with them for herself.
Her eyes were closed and her back was slightly arched. She was cupping her breasts from underneath with her hands; her thumbs were rubbing the hard, rubbery buds, traipsing circles around them as she moaned. I began to rethink the notion of waiting to have sex with her after all. If she was that into it, I was pretty sure I had nothing to worry about regarding not being at my best for her. I figured Ann was going to find a way to get me where she needed me to be.
"Do you want me to take us to the Davidson's?" I asked, not knowing where Alfred and Billie lived, but knowing it had to be much closer.
"Mmmm... that sounds enticing," Ann moaned.
"Does it sound... inviting?"
Ann opened her eyes, but barely. Her eyelids hung heavy over her pupils, like she was in that dreamy state between awake and asleep. "No, baby. It doesn't."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah... I've already said goodbye to almost everybody. I don't want to go back now. I want to move on from this. I want to...."
Heal. Her words trailed off, but I knew what she meant. She wanted me to be the salve to help ease some of the pain she was feeling about leaving the friends she loved behind. She was tired of the life she was leading in California; tired of working her ass off to be successful, but not having an actual life for herself. She would never be tired of her friends... her family. Yet we were moving on, and Ann wanted to start that process right away.
"Let's go home, then," I said, letting her know that I was on board with her decision. She closed her eyes and reached down to the string closing the front of her shorts. She slowly untied the bow, and pulled the criss-crossing laces to make the front loose. A mile later, she'd wiggled out of her shorts, letting them lie on the floor of the car near her feet.
Now naked below the waist, she spread her legs wider, but her hands remained at her breasts, toying and pulling at those amazing nipples. I reached over, letting my hand rest on her left thigh. A sly grin that crossed Ann's face, letting me know I'd done exactly what she was hoping I'd do. As my hand moved slowly up her leg from near her knee, she sighed. When I was almost to her pussy, her body trembled, and she quickly removed her top altogether so that she was totally naked. It reminded me of the night I'd eaten her after our 'prom' night.
And that was my answer. I was worried about being able to perform. But remembering that magical night by the pond on my friend's farm gave me the inspiration I needed. It had followed an equally amazing night of dancing and fingering Ann to an intense orgasm at the Starlight nightclub at the Holiday Inn, and gave me my focus for the rest of that night back in Indiana. It had been about Ann. I was giving her what she needed, and I had decided early on that it was going to be all about her. I didn't cum that night. I didn't need to. And I realized now that I had cum so many times since I'd found myself back in Ann's arms, I needed to make the rest of the night all about her again. After all, she'd just done the same thing for me by masturbating me with her feet.
As my fingertips brushed against the outer lips of her pussy, she sucked in her breath, holding her lungs full of air as she waited for me to do something more. But I continued to play with just the outer fringes, flicking my fingers, making her wetter. She moved her hips forward, trying to press her pussy harder against my hand. When she did, I moved my hand back up on top of her thigh, leaving a little wet trail with my fingers.
"Are you teasing me, baby?" she said with a playful whine.
"Yes... I am. This isn't going to be quick, babe. I'm taking my time tonight. I'm not sure if you're aware of it, but I can make you cum in five minutes... or I can take five hours," I said, using the line she and Gloria had referred to earlier in the evening.