Matt woke with a start when he heard a knock on the door. He shot his head up, Anastasia was lying by his side, starting to stir.
“Ana, Ana!” Matt said loudly, causing her to sleepily open her eyes. She rubbed them with her hands.
“Mmmmwwwhaaat?” She groaned as she stretched.
“Your mom is here! Go to the bathroom, make sure you don’t have any . . any . . .um, residue. I will get the door!” Matt jumped out of bed and yanked on some boxers, and then his thick oversized bathrobe. He walked to the door.
“Coming!” Matt yelled, turning around to wait until Anastasia actually went into the bathroom and shut the door.
“Hey! So sorry I am a half hour late. The roads suck.” Janet said as she came into the foyer and stood on his weather mat.
“Think nothing of it. I am working from home today anyway. Did you want any coffee or something?”
“No no, I have inconvenienced you enough. Where, where is Anastasia?” Janet asked when suddenly the toilet flushed. “Oh, silly me.” Janet said with a laugh.
Anastasia came out looking pretty good for someone who just woke up. Matt was staring at her puffy lips, looking for any sign of his dried, sticky semen.
She was clear and gave him a quick hug as she walked past the pair of them and out the door to her side.
“Thanks Matt!” Was all she said. Her only words after bringing him to orgasm the evening before. Matt actually felt a little hurt. He felt like she should acknowledge their relationship had changed in some little way.
“You are such a sweetie!” Janet said as she got on her toes to kiss Matt briefly on the cheek.
“Anytime Janet. Anytime.”
Over the next two weeks Matt had dinner with Janet and Anastasia 5 times. Every time Anastasia spent most of the time lost in her phone. She barely contributed to any conversation. Matt couldn’t believe she could just forget it like that. God he hadn’t spent a day not thinking about it.
He loved to replay the image in his mind’s eye of Anastasia’s eyes clamping shut tightly and her face and nose squinching up when his cum shot into her mouth. She had no idea it was coming. The naiveté was the part that made it hot. That Matt hard. That he used as material every night. Those thick lips, that perfect skin, those sparkling eyes and all in such a petite package. Matt would give anything to go back and experience the whole thing, from start to finish.
Then, fate struck, as it is wont to do. There was a knock at the door at about 7:30 pm.
“Hey, sorry to do this again, but they called me again from the Brown Palace. I made almost $250 in tips last time. I really need this. She is dressed for bed and has been fed. I gotta run. Thanks!!” Janet was already on her way up the stairs.
“Hi Matt,” Anastasia said nonchalantly as she sauntered into the room. She was quite the tease this time Matt thought. Or was it just the difference in the way he was looking at her?
She had a light blue headband pushing her hair back, lip gloss on her big lips, making them shine. She was wearing an oversized blue mickey mouse shirt the went to her thighs. Just the hint of black sweat shorts under it and long blue socks, up to the top of her shins. Her feet were jammed into a pair of gray fuzzy slip on slippers. She plopped down on the couch when Matt saw the silver on her neck. He didn’t remember that.
“Is that a new necklace Ana?”
“Yeah look!” She said proudly and pulled out a silver chain with a silver cross on it.
“Where did you get that?” Asked Matt.
“My friend Lany’s mom got one for her and one for me for finishing our first year of ‘Girls for Christ’ at church.” Anastasia said.
“Girls for Christ?”
“Yeah, it’s this club for girls to give themselves to Jesus instead of to a boy until they get married.”
“Uhhhhh-hu.” Matt couldn’t not be confused. Did she not even realize she had had oral sex with him? Matt looked at it for a moment and then straightened up.
“I am gonna warm some leftover spaghetti, did you want some?”
“Nah, we had tacos.” And again she was lost in that phone. Matt was puzzled but got his dinner and sat in his chair sideways, across from the couch. He turned on the tv and found Wheel of Fortune on the DVR.
Before long Anastasia had scrunched down onto the couch lengthwise, her head on the armrest. The way she sat had pushed her top and shorts up her backside, her shorts were pulled up enough that Matt could almost see the curve of her ass cheek.
He didn’t mean to stare but he couldn’t peel his eyes away. He thought of her legs flexing in her dance recital. Of those lips on his penis, the feeling of her fellatio when he was dreaming. Staring at those terrific delicate thighs, he naturally thought what they would feel like around him. Holding him as he made love to her, sitting on his lap or on her back in his bed or . . .
Matt train of thought was broken when Anastasia’s hand yanked her top and shorts back down. Matt looked up at her face, and she was staring directly at him. She broke her gaze after a moment, just long enough to let him know she caught him, before she went back to her game.
Matt went back to watching tv, thinking nothing over it. He was thirsty, but he had a hard on the size of a one man tent in his sweats, and it took a good 10 minutes before he could rise out of his seat. He was glad they were dark, they would definitely have been a wet spot.
He went to the kitchen and cleaned the dishes, then went to the bedroom and grabbed out the inflatable bed and blew it up in the living room. He put sheet on and tossed a few pillows with the old comforter. Anastasia had sat up as he was blowing up the mattress, watching him.
He got the bed finished, and went to the kitchen to grab some water. He was walking back to his room, the blow up mattress causing him to have to walk right next to the couch where Anastasia’s legs were already occupying. He stopped at her knees, waiting for her to move for him so he could continue.
Matt looked at her face and she looked up at him, staring at him with her bright sparkling eyes. Those eyes seemed a million times deeper to Matt now, knowing the depravity within them, her mouth having tasted his seed.
He stroked her hair once, then twice. “Have anything you’d like ok? There is some ice cream. . . some chocolate sauce. Maybe a twinkie or something in the pantry.”
He cupped her face in one hand and let his thumb rub her cheek back and forth.
“Anything you want. Ok sweetie? Yeah? Ok?” He just kept talking and stroking, mesmerized. His eyes staring at Anastasia’s lips. Anastasia was staring up, blinking slowly. She swallowed hard biting her bottom lip for a half second, before the lip popped back into place.
Her lips were parted slightly looking at him. Then she looked at his crotch, lever with her face. His hard on was back, with a vengeance. He slid his hand from her cheek to the back of her head and cupped her head, and pushed her forward as he shoved his sweats covered penis up against her face and ground his gonads into her. It only took a few moments for Matt to be completely lost in his lust for lust.
He spastically pushed at his sweats until they fell and exposed his erect manhood, pointing at Anastasia’s chin. She looked back up at Matt. He was staring down at her, his cock twitching. He was breathing heavy and almost panting, his eyes locked on her lips.
“Plllllleeeeeaaaasssssse,” Matt whispered in a slurred moan. Anastasia parted her lips and licked them and opened her jaw, staring up at him still.
Matt stared hard as he watched the tip of his penis disappear from site before her lips actually made contact with him, partway up the head of his prick. He watched her lips smush up and stretch and he slid slowly in. Just over the ridge of his mushroom cap, plumping her lips and hollowing her cheeks as her jaw fell lower.
“Oh Jesus! Wow. Uhhh. Uhhh. Ho god!” Matt sighed. Anastasia watched his eyes squint and his mouth open into a circle.
“Oooh-ohhhh-ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” Matt moaned in a triple tone as he watched his penis halfway into her young teen mouth.
Matt closed his eyes and dropped his head back, closing his eyes. “uuuuuuuh ffffffffuck!”
Matt pulled back and went forward again, this time he kept pushing further into her mouth.
“Mmmmmnnnng!” Anastasia complained as she was close to gagging. But her turned out to be about the perfect length. Barely touching the back of her throat. She could take him fully, though she didn’t particularly enjoy the sensation.
Matt looked back down at her, his cock shinning from her spit. Her lips would pull away from her jaw as he pulled out, and would pop back up to her nose when he shoved back in.
“Jesus fucking Christ Ana. Oh shit baby! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh.” Matt groaned as he pumped her mouth, loving the pressure of her tongue beneath him. She was a natural, but then, most women are if they want to be.
“Mmmm-mmm-nnn-mmm” Anastasia moaned to him as he continued to fuck her teen lips and mouth. She was a sexy delicate flower. He stared past his cock to her thighs, light peach in the off sun season. Their curve so feminine, the skin so smooth.
Matt began to breath harder and started thrusting significantly, a few times smacking her throat and eliciting a brief gag.
“Yea, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.” Droned Matt as he pounded her skull with his cock. He pushed her headband down to her throat and scooped her hair out. He began to massage her scalp with his fingers, them clutching and tossing her light brown and dark blonde strands.
Anastasia pushed him back with her hand and gasped. “Hey! I don’t like it like that! I am tired of sucking it. . . “
Matt grabbed her hair in his hand and pulled her down, “Don’t worry baby, you are almost done.”
“I don’t want any of that ssssmmmmmm.”Her sentence stopped by Matt’s erection. His face wincing at the scrape of her teeth as his steel hard cock forced her jaw back open.
“Oh fuck baby, just like that! Oh shhhhhhhit. Oh shit baby. Yeah baby, yeah!”
Anastasia watched Matt’s eyes widen as he was gasping loudly with each pump of his manhood into her young mouth. He looked like he was going to sneeze but held the pose.
“Oh fuck baby. Oh my god Ana. Ana? Ana! Oh Ana!”
“Mmmmmmm?” Questioned Anastasia, trying to pull off of his penis, knowing what was on its way. Matt held her firm and was doing very short fast thrusts into her mouth, crushing her tongue down and gagging her.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god! Ana! Ana!”
Anastasia saw Matt’s eyes lock onto hers instead of her lips as he said one last time, “Ana!”
Ana was completely shocked by the pressure of the first blast of cum. On the bed she had pulled right off but when the exit of fluid was so close to a surface, in this case her tonsils and throat, that she felt gagged by the force of the burst of semen.
“Nnnnnn-hnnn-hnnn! She groaned between expelling shots of cum from her neighbor.
“Aaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnng! Shit Ana! Ohhhhh!” His body seized and he pumped a huge volume of cum into her mouth. Matt stared down at her as he saw white globs of cum popping out of her lips, still sliding on his cocks. His overflowing cum dripped from her lips and was landing on her thighs, just above her socks.
Matt say the tears in her eyes from the gagging, now running down her cheeks, and he slowed his pumps, his cum just bubbling out a bit at this point. But he continued to pump, he didn’t know if he would ever stop.
“Oh fuck baby. That was fuck, fucking mmmazzin. Oh fuck.” Matt grabbed the couch to steady himself, his cock finally pulling out of Anastasia pulling a wad of cum with it, the rest had fallen down her throat into her tummy.
Matt clutched at her as his legs buckled and he fell back on the air mattress. He felt Anastasia snuggle up next to him and curled up with her, he cock aching from how hard he had been and how hard he had cum. He fell asleep quickly, so relaxed he didn’t snore a bit all night.
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