Things had indeed gotten weird. A women named Anna showed up at my door last Friday, moved in, and now we were fucking. Anna is average height, huge EE-cup tits, beautiful face, and lastly a curvy bubble butt. She has a sex drive like no woman I had ever heard of. She is a professional dancer and working on getting a massage business going.
In the last 4 days I had sex more times than I could count. I got more blow jobs then I could count. And a female security guard from my building saw me naked. And a goth tattoo artist had seen my cock, held it in her hands, and pierced my scrotum not once but 4 times.
Work went slow as I waited for Anna to wake up. At noon she finally crawled out of bed, crawled under my computer desk, pulled me cock from my pants, and kissed the head while stating "Gooth morthing."
Anna crawled out and showed me her tongue. It had become swollen a little over night. Tabitha had warned us she would have swelling, slur her words for a few days, and she would need to keep it clean. Small cubes of ice would help with the swelling and if anything got too crazy like puss or trouble swallowing then we would need to head to the ER immediately.
I told Anna she shouldn't talk and go clean her jewelry. Anna agreed and walked into the bathroom.
She returned with a new bandage on her pussy and made lunch. Grilled steak slices, peppers, on toast with a fried egg on top, and a cup of chocolate protein powder in milk. Anna was trying to bulk me up it seemed.
The day went by slowly as Anna cleaned the house, did laundry, and washed dishes. Her dancing work kept her busy most afternoons and nighttime. Mine kept me busy early morning and mid-day.
The next several days were routine. We slept together but had no sex or play time. I worked at my computer, and we talked about getting to know one another as friends more than lovers. Anna told lots of stories about home in Seattle, WA. She hated the weather and wanted more opportunities to dance. She had been trained in all kinds of dancing, cheerleading, and some gymnastics.
I loved watching Anna do yoga, calisthenics, and stretch in the living room naked. The bright sun illuminated her body in a bright glow. The glass blocked all UV so there was no worry about getting sunburned. Anna kept talking about going out on the balcony to tan up her "lady parts."
I was all for it and told her the windows above us did not open or look down to our balcony. The apartments with balconies were staggered and I had the only balcony at this height. Anna pouted and stated, "Oh. Too bad for your neighbors. They don't get to see these." Anna grabbed her tits and shook them at me.
I pleaded with Anna to, 'take it easy' as I pointed to my balls. I warned her, 'or one of these will shoot out.' We both laughed and Anna turned down her sexiness to keep me from "blowing a rivet".
The week went by fast, and it was now the weekend. Anna's normal speech had returned but she complained that her tongue itched like crazy. I remember Tabitha stating that was a normal part of the healing process. Either way it drove Anna crazy.
We had been shut inside all week. Anna decided we needed to get out and walk for a while. The afternoon heat is magnified by all the glass, steel, and concrete. Anna put on a long dress, I put on some loose sports shorts, and we went for a walk.
I imagined we both look like we were bow legged penguins waddling down the street. I am sure it was not that obvious but we both laughed trying not to rub or bang our jewelry on anything. After an hour we returned to the apartment, covered in sweat, and stripped nude. Anna got me started with a workout routine to "bulk me up."
I was doing pushups, squats, pull ups, lunges, sit ups and planks. I was terrible at them all and could only do a couple at a time. Anna set a timer and every 30 minutes I would perform 5 reps max of each. Only 1 pull up at time too because that is all I could manage except for squats. By the end of the first night my chest burned, my hands were sore, my forearms ached, and my balls itched. It was now my turn to feel the healing itchiness. I could only imagine what it felt like on your tongue.
Anna had purchased some stand alone pull up bars with triceps dips, and a padded back section. You could do pull ups, turn around to do dips, and then lean back to do leg lifts. It was cheap aluminum and we assembled it in 30 minutes. When delivered, Anna and I were fully dressed, and Monica stated "Ah. BS." When she brought it up for us, she was disappointed.
We had not yet set a date for our threesome with Monica. But Anna brought it up daily. I was worried about pleasing them both. Seemed like an enormous feat to me but I was willing to try. The weekend went by quickly as we both worked out together as much as we could muster. Anna fed me steak, potatoes, eggs, rice, bell peppers, and finally tons of broccoli. She would make me wash it all down with chocolate protein.
Two weeks flew by. I was never tired of watching Anna practice her dance routines naked, or yoga naked, or lifting weights naked. I never told her to be naked as much as she was. I knew she enjoyed it as much as I did.
I was naked as well. Cock flapping as I walked, boner poking out watching her, and I would wiggle my bony ass in her face when she was doing sit ups. She always giggled and slapped my ass for fun.
My piercings healed quickly. I enjoyed their new sensations. The barbells looked nice and felt different. The ring on my taint was a very different experience. It felt like a vibration every time it swung, moved, or collided with a hard surface like my office chair. It took some getting used to, but it was nice.
Finally on two weeks exactly Anna grabbed my cock and shoved it in her mouth. There was no warmup, no talk, she began to run the length of her tongue and new piercings up and down my shaft. The sensation of three gold nubs changed everything I had ever felt during a blow job. The first time and I lasted 5 minutes. Although in my defense we had not had sex, no blow jobs, and no masturbation for 2 weeks.
I knew it was harder for Anna than for me. I would jerk off about once every day or two. Anna had admitted she enjoyed "Alicing off" every night before bed. "Alicing off" was her term for playing with herself. I never did learn the origins of the term as I had not wanted to ask. I still was trying my best to not give away my near virgin status.
With Anna's newly healed tongue she was quite busy for the next several weeks. I knew she enjoyed sucking my cock and balls before. But now, both she and I were straight up addicted. 4 loads a day at least. Anna's jaw and throat muscles were getting a hell of a workout.
So was I. My new workout routine was paying off quickly. I had gained 4lbs and was up to 10 reps for most every workout and 3 pull ups at a time. Anna had noticed my hard work and promised she would repay me with some new fun time.
What that was I can only dream about.
We continued our routine for two more weeks. I never got tired of the tongue studs and Anna would roll my dumb bells in her fingers, she would tickle them with the tops of her fingers, or deepthroat me and stick her tongue out. This was a feeling I could not describe. My cock stuck in her throat, her tongue tickling my scrotum piercings, and the look of horny eyes on her face. I had several pictures and video's showing how she performed the blow jobs. Other people should see this, and women should learn this I thought. But I knew I would never post Anna. She was mine to enjoy.
Four weeks had finally arrived. Anna's clit piercing was healed, and we went out to dinner to celebrate. We ate some sushi we discovered a place that just opened and literally ran home to fuck. I enjoyed eating her pussy, flicking my tongue across the large ring, and flipping it up and down to fall against her lips. Anna would moan and she had several orgasms before she begged me to fuck her. Her pussy was the wettest I had ever seen and was dripping down her ass crack.
I climbed up, lined my cock head, and slid it in slowly. I rested my pubic bone on her new piercing and Anna shot upright like a bolt of lightning had struck her. Her eyes and mouth were open in her silent scream. She had orgasmed again in less then 10 seconds. I held still until she started breathing and began to pump into her slowly. Every stroke ended with my barbells touching her taint and anus. It felt wonderful and I would orgasm soon.
Anna finally begged me to stop. In the 10 minutes of slow jabs to her pussy she must have orgasmed 5 more times. Anna was going to have a problem. I had not yet blown my load and she agreed to suck on me again. I however wanted to fuck her until I "cum in you."
Anna stayed on her back, braced her head on the pillows, and grabbed two handfuls of bedsheets and held on. I really put my back into it and pounded as fast as I could. For the first time Anna got loud. She was grunting, moaning, and cumming repeatedly. After another 5 minutes I finally orgasmed inside of her. I left my cock to soak as my semen leaked out. Anna was on her back, catching her breath, and she was covered in sweat.
I asked playfully, 'How many? 10, 15, 20.'
Anna stated, "I honestly don't know. 100?"
Anna reached her hand under my balls and played with my piercing ladder and my ring taint. She asked if we could go to the shop and get the ladder replaced with rings. I told Anna that was fine with me, but she had to dress sexy. Anna did her best to climb out of bed. Her ass stuck up in the air. She was tired, she was exhausted, I had done my best to fuck her unconscious, and she looked it.
Anna completed her application of cosmetics, fixed her hair, and put on a very tight and short tank top. Her nipples stuck out nicely. She then put on a very short white tennis skirt with plaids. I imagined the window blowing and her skirt flipping up. She put on some running shoes, and I got dressed. Anna had been begging me to get some spandex bicycle shorts that showed off my cock. I told her I was never going to wear that sort of thing. Anna begged me to wear a kilt. I told her, 'Absolutely not.'
