Erotic Anna: The Virgin Sex Chronicles

Later that evening Anna arrived at Jon’s place, she was excited, anticipating having sex with him again, she hurriedly walked to his front door. As she reached out to ring the doorbell, the front door swung open and there Jon stood, buck naked with a boner hard enough to cut diamonds.

‘Hey Anna, what a surprise to see you here,’ Jon kidded.

Anna looked down at his angry throbbing boner and said.

‘From the looks of certain things you were expecting me; at least I hope it was me you were expecting.’

Glancing down at his member and pushing out his hips, Jon replied. ‘You know, come to think of it, I think it was you we were expecting. As a matter of fact, we were both hoping you would cum,’ he said, emphasizing the word cum.

Anna stepped into the house and closed the door. She gently stroked Jon’s bare dick and said. ‘Oh, I knew I was cumming tonight, I just didn’t know whether it would be here or not?’

They both began to giggle as Anna seized Jon by his dick gripping it hard now (no pun intended), and led him to the bedroom, at the same time trying to take off her clothes along the way.

‘Here we are again,’ Anna remarked, as she let go of Jon’s peter and bent over to remove her panties.

Jon remembering his suggestion to fuck Anna Egyptian style, saw this as an invitation, not that bending over really had anything to do with the made up name of having sex a certain way he had called Egyptian style.

Jon moved in quickly and pushed his dick against Anna’s pussy, grabbing her hip with his left hand, with his right hand he grabbed his cock and slid it up and down along her cunt slit, trying to insert his throbbing joint between her pussy-lips.

Shocked and surprised Anna pulled away and screamed.

‘No don’t!’ Jon thinking she was just kidding around replied laughing.

‘I told you last night I was going to fuck you Egyptian style, now didn’t I?’

Anna walk over to Jon, dropped to her knees, and pressed her lips to his dick. With rhythmic licks that corresponded to the pulsing purple-magenta head of his cock, she stated with one lick between each word.

‘We -had-wonderful-sex-last-night,-and-that’s-what-I-want-again-tonight.’

Then she crammed his bloated throbbing dick into her mouth, still not ready to tell him that she was saving herself for her future husband.

Jon soon forgot about fucking Anna Egyptian style. As her tongue swirled his dick around the inside of her mouth, tonight it was all Jon could do to keep from ejaculating pre-maturely. Knowing that if he were to do so, both of their nights would be ruined, and in the future Anna might decide to look elsewhere for her sexual gratification.

Jon quickly slipped his rigid dong from Anna’s groping lips.

‘Hey, I wasn’t done yet!’ she complained, as drool ran down her chin.

‘Stand up Anna, I have a fantasy, and you’re just the one to fulfill it.’

‘That sounds like fun, what is it?’ Anna asked, temporarily forgetting that she wasn’t finished sucking Jon’s cock.

‘Well, I’m a little embarrassed to say, but I’ve never met anyone like you, and I might not ever get another chance.’

‘Don’t be embarrassed, you can tell me, really, I won’t laugh, I mean unless it’s funny, or you want me to laugh,’ Anna promised.

‘All right, here goes. Anna you are the first natural blonde I’ve ever met, well except for that girl in the second grade, I don’t even remember her name, it doesn’t matter she doesn’t count anyway.’

‘Okay,’ Anna said, very curious about Jon’s fantasy.

‘Well I’ve always had this fantasy about having a natural blonde woman standing naked in front of me. I come up behind her, get down on my knees and gently bite her on the butt repeatedly, then I stand up and beat-off until I cum all over her buttock crack. Of course I can forgo the part where I whack-off, I wouldn’t want to cheat you out of what you seem to like,’ Jon told her almost begging.

‘Okay, on one condition, you still get to beat off, but not on my butt crack, I want you to beat off, looking at my butt if you want, but just before you cum, I want you to stick your dick in my mouth and finish the whack-job there, deal?’

‘Deal!’ Jon answered as giddy as a kid on Christmas morning, for he’d finally found a natural blonde woman, and she was willing to partake in his fantasy.

‘However, before we do the fantasy thing, we need to do some rolling around naked, licking and sucking on certain things, namely my tits. Okay?’

Jon agreed and they began to roll around on Jon’s bed, Anna’s breasts flailing in his face and dragging across his lips. Half an hour passed, and then an hour, but as Jon motor boated, sucked Anna’s tits, and dragged his diamond cutting hard dick across her face numerous times, he could think of nothing but standing her up and biting her on her callipygian butt.

‘I think it’s time now, for your fantasy I mean.’

Anna stood up and walked over to a mirror.

‘Can I stand here; I want to watch while you jack-off.’

Jon didn’t answer, he moved close to Anna and touched her butt cheeks, then quickly dropped to his knees.

Anna began to giggle as Jon’s gentle nibble slightly tickled.

‘Jon, I think I like this,’ she said, as she bent over a little.

Jon soon pushed with one hand on her butt, and pulled her straight again with his other. Stopping the nibbling for a split second, he muttered.

‘Stand up straight Blondie.’

Jon continued to bite Anna for about fifteen minutes. As Jon drooled over his fetish, Anna could feel his warm saliva turn cold as it ran down her butt crack and mixed with her own juices that were secreting from her loins.

Normally Anna only got wet when she was being titty-fucked, so as the juices ran down her legs, she realized that she liked having her butt nibbled on as much as Jon liked biting on it, and as much as she liked having a dick stuck between her tits.

‘Maybe this is the guy? The right man for me? My future husband?’ she thought.

Then without saying a word, Jon stood up and took two steps backward, stared at Anna’s butt and began to masturbate.

Looking through the mirror Anna watched the show. Jon stroked faster and faster as Anna waited for the words that would close the deal they had made.

‘Now Anna, turn around,’ Jon shouted.

Anna turned around and dropped to one knee. Jon stepped forward and inserted his now slobbering cock into her awaiting mouth. He continued to stroke his dick five more times before he saw Anna smile, as cum oozed out of the corner of her mouth.

‘That was fun, and it made me moist, we’ll have to do that again sometime,’ Anna said, wiping her mouth.

‘How about tomorrow morning, you could sleep here tonight, and we could go for round two in the morning,’ Jon asked.

‘Okay, that sounds like a plan.’

To Jon’s surprise, Anna answered quickly and without hesitation.

Jon’s alarm woke them both a little earlier than either of them wanted to get up, but thinking of their next sexual encounter, motivated them to rise anyway.

‘Let’s jump in the shower and then get to, well, you know, getting to,’ Anna said, trying to act embarrassed about what they were planning to do.

After their shower, they replayed the previous night’s activities and then found themselves back in the shower once more, washing the post sex juice’s off themselves before breakfast.

‘I’ll make the coffee and get the paper, if you’ll make breakfast,’ Jon said, heading for the front door.

‘Cereal it is, you got a deal,’ Anna answered cleverly.

Jon soon returned with the newspaper, and Anna shoved a bowl of cereal in his direction. As Jon made the coffee, Anna began to read the paper.

‘No rapes last night, but the rapes still made the front page. They printed a list of some of the rapist’s idiosyncrasies,’ Anna announced as she scanned the list.

‘Oh really, what are some of his quirks?’ Jon asked, seeming unconcerned.

‘Well, it says he wears a rubber when he rapes the women.’

‘I guess he either doesn’t want to get a disease, or he doesn’t want the cops to get his DNA,’ Jon said nonchalantly.

‘Maybe both,’ Anna added. ‘It says he likes to,’ Anna hesitated.

‘Likes to what?’ Jon asked, all of the sudden seeming very concerned.

Anna’s imagination started to run wild, she had spent the night with this man, had sex multiple times with this man, in multiple ways with this man.

‘No it couldn’t be, could it?’ Anna asked herself.

Anna didn’t know whether to continue to read, or run for the door.

‘He likes to do what?’ Jon politely asked again.

Anna decided to read the article further, aloud to Jon to see his reaction.

‘It says he likes to bite them on the butt.’

‘Well, I guess I’m not the only one that likes the taste of a good butt,’ Jon smiled as he admitted.

Anna did not smile with Jon this time.

‘It also says that while he bites them, he tells them to stand up straight and he calls them Blondie, even if they’re not blonde. Then he stands behind them and masturbates, just before he rapes them,’ Anna paraphrased.

‘I guess I’m not the only one with such a fantasy,’ Jon said, the smile drifting from his face.

Anna was now frightened.

‘You’re not going to hurt me are you Jon? I mean if that’s even your real name. The paper says you’ve never hurt any of those women, so you don’t have to hurt me either. I won’t tell anyone.’ Anna pleaded, almost in tears.

‘I like you Anna, I would never hurt you, and I thought you liked me too?’

‘I do like you Jon, is Jon your real name?’ Anna begged.

‘Yes, Jon is my real name, I didn’t lie to you,’ Jon tried to explain.

‘You raped all those women, didn’t you; it was you, wasn’t it?’ Anna asked, now sobbing. ‘You told me you were an artist.’

‘I did, I am, I meant I was a ‘Rape Artist’ but if I would have told you that in the beginning, well you know,’ Jon said, looking for any excuse now, and fearing Anna would go to the police.

‘You know we don’t have to stay here, we could go away together, you like my fetish done to you, and I like doing it to you. We’ve already proven that we can compromise a little for each other, and I promise I’ll titty-fuck you every time we have sex,’ Jon continued, hoping to offer a solution that would keep Anna from running to the authorities.

‘You mean run away together? I have to tell you something Jon, I’m a virgin, I’ve never been fucked, in my pussy I mean. I’ve been saving it for my future husband. So I don’t think it would be too long before you were either out there raping again, or deciding to rape me.’ Anna hesitantly informed him.

‘I like you, you like me, where else are we going to find someone who likes to fulfill our fantasies,’ Jon argued.

‘Well I was having thoughts that you might be the man for me? I was thinking that just last night when you were biting my butt and I was feeling the juice running down my legs,’ Anna remembered, and then smiled.

‘See, that’s what I’m talking about, we make a great couple,’ Jon said, feeling a little relieved.

‘But I don’t want to go to jail,’ Anna said, still sobbing.

‘Jail, why would you go to jail, you didn’t do anything, and besides I won’t get caught, they haven’t caught me yet and they’re not going to,’ Jon stated confidently.

‘Listen, if we left San Diego and moved to maybe Florida, we could get married, and pretty soon with no more rapes, the cops will forget all about me,’ Jon suggested hopefully.

Anna thought about what Jon had purposed, which only served to remind her how much she longed to be married and feel a man’s swelled cock probe deep into her pussy for the first time, a feeling that only a man’s dick could provide for her.

‘You promise you won’t fuck any more women?’ Anna asked.

‘No more women, Anna, I promise. After all, why would I need another woman when I have you?’ Jon answered.

Anna moved closer to Jon, pushed up against him and retorted as she rubbed his crotch.

‘We’ll get married first, then move to Florida, and maybe if you’re a good boy, every once in a while you can sneak home from work early and I’ll let you rape me, you know, pretend rape me I mean,’ Anna said, thinking she would be able to reform him.