Tymon Taes Anna

Oddly until that day I had never particularly found Anna all that desirable. We went to high school together. We'd been friends then and the intervening years as well, but it never clicked, and I hadn't thought anything of it -- I mean, if you had the gift, you'd probably use it for the girls you longed after in high school, not the ones who were just study friends. She seemed overly earnest, overly Polish, kind of dramatic, kind of chubby, bright enough but not the sort of brilliant that wowed me like some of the other girls I had been wide-eyed for at the time, and just generally not quite my cup of tea. She was smart, she'd become a lawyer in the meantime, and she had a little boutique practice in estate law that gave her a reasonable amount of income on a very flexible schedule, so that was all to the good.

But we were having coffee that morning at a somewhat pretentious espresso cafe and she was telling me how much energy this new medicine had given her -- it was a course of steroids and I took the opportunity to tease her about turning into a bodybuilder -- but her sense of humor wasn't what it usually is. She was exasperated, so I had her tell me why, and apparently her husband Jeff had been underperforming for quite a while and then suddenly when the treatment made her hormones jump and her engine race, his engine wouldn't turn over.

"That sucks," I noted, taking another sip of my coffee. I peeked between her ears and grinned; I could see where her head was: Jane had apparently spilled just a bit of tea about one of our sessions and Anna had some idea that I could give her some advice, or below the surface where she couldn't admit it to herself yet, she had some idea I could give her a good time.

"What are you smiling for? About to make some joke at my expense?" She looked across the table at me, setting her coffee cup down forcefully.

Angry blue eyes, round Slavic face, pale blond hair, heavier frame than I'd usually like but I thought to myself "she's transformed into a bit of a MILF" and then realized what I'd thought.

"No, no, half a second, I have an idea." I checked my phone. Good, the calendar was free; it was nearly 11 but I didn't have anywhere to be until getting the kids at 3. I felt good. Clear. Energetic. And upon half a second's consideration, in the mood for a fun time.

I didn't expect any resistance though every now and then people surprised me. So a quick test. I broke off a bit of the scone I had been gradually eating and held it up towards her. "Here, try this," I offered, willing her to lean her head forward and take it from my fingers. She did, no thought of resistance, even licking my fingertips as I continued thinking about that. Good, this wouldn't be a struggle, except when I wanted a little struggle.

"That's tasty," she said. I popped the rest of it into my mouth and chewed, smiling at her.

"It is nice, isn't it." I rose from the table, and shrugged my windbreaker jacket back on, tucking my phone into the jacket pocket and picking up both our coffee cups. "Here, come with me."

She followed obediently as I went down the stairs toward the back exit. No one was down here, so I set the cups momentarily atop the vending machine and turned to her. "When do you pick up your kids?"

"Alexander's got fencing class today, so Andreas will bring him home. And Sofia won't be back until semester break. How about you?" Sofia was doing some sort of study-abroad thing; I didn't remember the details and didn't feel like asking.

"I'm free until 3. And Tullie is working from home. How about Jeff?"

"No, the return-to-office has Jeff back in there except for Mondays."

"Ok, well, your choice then." She looked puzzled.

My smile came back and I reached out into her head, then reached out with one finger and lifted her jaw. Her eyes dilated, she inhaled, her posture straightened, and she half-stepped forward as I stepped in towards her and our lips met.

Anna kissed fiercely. It was a pleasant surprise to feel her fire. Her tongue met mine, her breath quickened, she shivered against me as I pushed her against the wall, and her hand reached around me to grab my butt. And that last really convinced me this was going to be a fun afternoon.

After a kiss much longer and more interesting than I expected, I broke away. I could feel her nipples hard against me, through her shirt and whatever lingerie she was wearing underneath. And though I wasn't fully hard, I had stiffened quite a bit, so I ground my hips against her and rubbed my burgeoning erection against her belly, and enjoyed the ensuing smile from her.

"You get to choose, my place or yours. Tullie isn't expecting us but she'll be thrilled if I bring you by, it mostly depends how much you want to eat pussy as well as take my cock, or if you'd just rather it was you and me with maybe a little extra spice from submitting to me in your marital bed."

Wow, did that line work, her face flushed and I thought she was going to come right there. I took hold of her left breast and twiddled her nipple through the fabric, it was as hard as I'd expected. She took some effort to form words around her rapid breaths. "Just you. My place. Uh, follow me there?"

I didn't figure on letting her get very far away from me. "No, leave your car, I'll drive. I've got tinted windows, we can start the fun early."

She didn't get that at first, so I clarified. "Go get in the passenger side of my car and you can take your shirt off, I'm looking forward to seeing your tits."

Anna followed me out the door and down the parking lot to my car, watching my butt all the way. I had picked up both coffees, and gave her hers back just before she got into the car; she took it with shaking hands and drained the rest of it before stepping in.

I went around to the driver's side and got in; she was unbuttoning her shirt to reveal a black lace brassiere underneath which really did wonders for her, turning her from chubby to outright buxom. "Very nice," I commented, reaching out to play with her breasts and then reach into the cups to feel her nipples, which made her shudder and moan. I licked each one, nibbling lightly, then kissed her again and was thrilled with the enthusiasm with which she returned the kiss. Didn't have to do anything else in her head, it seemed like she really was eager. Great! "Ok, get that off too and let me see them while we're driving."

She unfastened the bra and let her breasts flop free as I got underway. Though she'd had a couple children, and liked to make the point that she had breastfed them, they were still impressive to both see and feel, and I enjoyed doing so for a few blocks until we came to a red light. I especially enjoyed the size and responsiveness of her nipples, it was like she had grapes attached to the points of her breasts. Since we had a moment, I thought I'd put her to work, and I shifted my hips about so I could slide down my shorts and boxers. "While we drive back you can suck on my cock, show me what your husband likes and get me all ready to fuck you silly."

The prospect that she was actually about to step over the line took her back a bit and I had to reach into her head again. She went from startled to lustful, leaning forward and crawling across to bend her head into my lap. "Ooh, I could see you were tall but I didn't know you were this big. And you're shaven too."

"Why of course. The better to feel your tongue on my balls. Now get down there and show me what you can do with that mouth." She bent her head to it and I pushed her firmly onto the end, and the next few minutes of the drive were a highly enjoyable mix of her slurping and gagging as she bobbed up and down on the head of my cock and I occasionally pushed her down further than her mouth permitted. I spread my legs as much as the car seat permitted so she could stroke up and down the shaft and play with my balls, but clearly this was going to require more space once we arrived at her place. I had one hand on the wheel and the other playing with her tits or pushing her head down further on my cock, she'd whimper a bit every time I tweaked one of her nipples and it was a shame I couldn't reach her clit, but there'd be time enough for that soon.

So I was boiling pretty well once we pulled up and parked in the driveway. I put the car in park but left it running for the moment, freeing up both hands so I could push her head deeper; she gagged and sputtered and coughed a bit, but didn't slow down; even when she had to stop to cough she dove right back on. I took the phone out and snapped a couple pictures of her in action. But there still wasn't that much space in the car and I wanted to be able to ram her properly, so it was time to go inside. I didn't have a remote for her garage, and a quick peek inside her head said she didn't have one in her purse either, so I said "You look like you're having fun, but you need to pause for the moment, let's get you inside and then I'll get inside you." She slipped off the edge with some reluctance, my cock glistening with her saliva, and went to put her bra back on but I took it and said "I'll keep that, just the shirt, or you can go topless." But I didn't make her. Time enough for that later, and I wasn't sure who would be watching from neighboring windows. I did get a shot of her, face dripping, breasts heaving, nipples fully erect. She wiped off her face, found her keys, I tucked her bra under my car seat as a trophy, camera back in the jacket pocket, and out we went.

We made our way across the driveway, up the stairs, and she didn't fumble too long with the lock before we were inside. I already knew where her bedroom was, but if I hadn't it'd have been no problem as she pulled me there by my right hand, barely stopping to close the front door before dragging me up the stairs and through the house to her room.

Through the bedroom door and into the room proper, and the door not even fully closed before the turned to kiss me again, and I was happy to accommodate. This time when she grabbed my butt I returned the favor, then slid a hand down inside her slacks and squeezed her butt cheek directly. I tend to prefer firm and toned, but on Anna the soft and rounded look was what she did best, and let's be fair, it felt great in my hand and would soon enough be a great cushion for my thrusts.

We broke the kiss and she ran her hands down to my shorts and dipped inside them, sliding them down for unfettered access to my cock. The drive's enthusiastic cocksucking had brought me to proper attention, and she seemed startled as my shorts and boxers came down around my ankles. "You're a lot bigger than he is."

I pulled my shirt off, stepped out of my shoes, and less gracefully removed my socks, standing there with my cock pointing at her. "Don't worry Anna, it'll fit, I've gone balls deep in all three holes in smaller girls than you." She shivered and looked wide-eyed at me, so I gave her another quick tweak between the ears and then it was off to the races.

Well this was a little odd, I was naked and she was still predominantly clothed, so I pulled the unbuttoned shirt back off her and began vigorously fondling her breasts. I sucked her left nipple into my mouth, licked my tongue all around it, sucked at it firmly and squeezed her breasts and got that lovely she-once-gave-milk flavor that you sometimes get from women who have been mothers, then licked a few drops of the same from her right nipple and nibbled on it. She moaned. It was delicious.

"Those are very nice," I said truthfully, "I'm looking forward to giving you a good tit fuck here soon. But right now you're still overdressed." So I pushed her back onto the bed and she sprawled, angrily moving to sit up, but I lifted her legs and peeled off her shoes and socks, tossing them aside, then lifted her hips and unbuttoned her slacks. She wanted to object at my pace, but I focused her on admiring my body and gazing at my cock, as I hooked my thumbs into her slacks and her lacey panties and pulled them off her with one great tug. Ordinarily I'd have stopped to appreciate them, but I was enjoying her too much.

"So, what do you think?" I asked her, taking her hands and placing them on my cock. It was still wet from her saliva and my sweat. She took hold, pumping it with both hands at first, then moved one hand down to play with my smooth balls.

"I can see why the ladies like you. I've never had one that big. But I like the feeling of you all bare down here."

"Good, give my balls a good licking and let's see how much of my cock you can swallow." I took a wider stance so Anna could have ready access, and she sat on the edge of the bed and got started. This clearly wasn't part of her usual repertoire but she seemed eager enough to try. Her tongue flicked around, licking off the sweat and her saliva that had had dripped down earlier. After giving them a good polishing she began licking from the base up to the tip of my cock, then again and again, rotating her head slightly around each time, until the whole shaft was glistening. She pumped her left hand around the base of my cock, with a slight squelchy noise, and ran her tongue around the tip and then the rest of the glans, then bobbed her head up and down taking the head and a couple of inches into her mouth.

Ahh, now that felt nice. Good tongue action, good suction, her hand pumping the shaft had a nice grip, but she didn't pump all that far and she didn't bring her head down very deep, clearly she was used to someone smaller. "You can go deeper," I said, putting my hand on her head and pushing a little further each time she dipped her head.

She tried to, but she pretty clearly wasn't used to this, because she gagged every time she got too far.

"Try it slowly." We got her to the edge of her gag reflex but she couldn't ease past it. "Try swallowing." That felt rather great against my cock head, but didn't help her much. "Straighten your neck, look up at me, relax your throat, let me slide on in." Some help but not much.

"Well I'll tell you what Anna. If you want to be able to deep throat we can spend all day practicing. Maybe a few days. But you'll get it. Or I can help you out now. Fix it. But that has to be our secret."

She pulled her head back and laughed. "This had all better be secret," she said.

"Not little secrets like you cuckolding your husband. This is serious, I'm not allowed to share it to other people. You can't tell anyone ever how you learned how to do this. Just tell them you practiced until you got it right."

She looked quizzical. "What on earth have you got in mind?"

"Special trick. It won't actually injure you, but it'll hurt briefly. But then you'll get over it and you won't gag at all afterwards. You'll love it."

She didn't think long. "How do we do it? Do you have a pill or something?"

I grinned at her. "Nope. Just take three deep breaths, then blow all your air out, then take a deep breath again and swallow my cock. Hold your breath and focus on swallowing when I'm at the back of your throat, I'm going to be squeezing your nipples and that will distract you from your throat." It was nonsense of course, I was going to change her, but no reason not to have a little fun and make her think that was the reason.

She started with the deep breaths and I started playing with her nipples, pinching them gently and then more firmly and gradually also twisting. I could see tears welling up in her eyes and she had an increasingly hard time taking those three breaths and exhaling all the air. Then when she finished, went to suck me again, I pushed all the way in and her eyes went wide as the head went past her tonsils, down her throat, and made her neck bulge out as I pushed the shaft in all the way until her nose was pressed against my belly. She gagged and sputtered and I held her head in place with my hand in her beautiful blonde mop of hair and watched her strangle a bit and enjoyed the sensations of her throat gagging around me, then I reached inside her head and shut off her gag reflex.

I could tell she was puzzled how that helped but she was of no mind to question it. She gleefully sucked away, bobbing her head up and down, and enjoying all the more when I took hold of her head with both hands and began thrusting my hips in time. What a nice hot mouth she had. I made a mental note for later as to something to try if we had time, but then focused mostly on enjoying the sensations.

"Breathe when I pull out of your throat," I mentioned, realizing her pale skin was growing rather cyanotic as she'd stopped inhaling or exhaling, focusing too hard on the joy of being able to swallow my cock. I pulled out for a few seconds, rubbed my cock on her face, smearing away the last of the makeup that her saliva hadn't already ruined, then slid it back into her eager mouth. "Every time I pull out far enough to clear your throat, catch a breath." She wheezed and sniffled but seemed eager to proceed. So we did.

I could quickly feel the pressure building. "Suck harder" I ordered and she did. Anna's big eyes looked up at me as my breath grew ragged and I started to groan, and only a few seconds later I started blasting my first batch of cum down her throat. I slowly withdrew, still spurting, giving her a first few blasts down the throat, a few in the mouth, and then finishing off with a healthy spray all over her face.

"Wow, I guess those big balls aren't just for show." Anna smiled at me. She ran her hand across her face and collected a palmful of my cum.

"No, and they're far from drained. Let's see how your pussy is doing. Lean back." She scooted back on the bed and reclined, looking around. I pushed her hand up to her mouth. "You work on cleaning yourself up and swallowing all that. I'll see to you." And I knelt and spread her legs, leaning in to see her beautiful blonde bush was already drenched, and bending my head forward to begin kissing and licking at it.

Her muff wasn't completely unkempt, she undoubtedly kept it trimmed, but she was a girl with a natural bush and though it was the same sort of thin blonde hair that she had up top, it was still quite enough to mark her as a full-grown woman. Her thighs were thick and round, her hips sizable, her ass cheeks chunky but attractive; she made quite the attractive woman and was probably a credit to her Polish ancestry, she was definitely built for motherhood and I didn't have any thought she'd snap like a twig like the overly-slim girls.

I bent to licking and she was flavorful and responsive and very very juicy. Also, she moaned nicely, and gasped when I suckled at her clit, or reached up to tweak her nipples, or slid a finger or two or three into her. And I really did enjoy how she said "ohhh-ohh-ohhh" and shuddered when she came. I licked and sucked and lapped away and swirled my tongue, and squeezed her butt and fingered her and she came again. I had to enjoy that a few times before kissing my way back up her body and giving her a pussy-flavored kiss.

"How you doing?"

"Oh you're so good at that. But I really want you inside me. How can we get you hard again?"

I reached down with my hand and took hold of my cock, which hadn't particularly stopped being hard, and rubbed the head up and down against the lips of her pussy. "Hey look, how about that?"

"Oh my god, you're ready again already?"

I nodded and started pushing in, bringing my hips forward and filling her one glorious inch at a time. "Ohhhhoooohoohhhhhhooooooh" she said, and I lifted her feet and draped her legs over my shoulders so I could drive in in all the way. By the time I was in all the way and my balls were resting against her ass, she'd changed back from from oohs and ohhs to "oh my god" over and over and I gave her a second (and another kiss) before I started properly thrusting. And then she really got going with the moans. It was like an orgasmic foghorn every time I rammed deep and drove a moaning gasp out of her.