Birthday Pool Party Ch. 55

"Mm, that's it," she purrs, pressing her hand against my crotch as she squeezes my left boob. "Cum for me, slut!"

My orgasm intensifies as explosions go off in my mind, nearly causing me to black out. This side of Anne is very new to me; holy shit, she's aggressive in bed! I find myself really enjoying the experience and longing for more. I'm so turned on and I'm ready to be a good girl for Anne.

"Oh, God!" I gasp, my right leg shaking. "I'll be a good girl, I'll be a good girl!"

"You better," Anne playfully growls as she hovers above me, looking into my eyes.

With an evil grin, Anne leans forward and pecks my lips. Then she sits up and takes off her bra, treating me to the sight of a beautiful pair of titties. Anne scoots back so she can unbutton my jean shorts before hopping out of my lap so she can drag them down with my bikini bottoms.

"Fuck, I'm soaked," I comment, reaching between my legs so I can use two fingers to spread my labia. "For you, Anne."

"You are the most gorgeous bitch I've ever seen," Anne hisses as her eyes devour my naked body. "Are you gonna be my good, little slut?"

"Mm, yes, I'll be a good girl," I moan, circling my clit with my fingers. "I'll be a good slut."

"Time to make that pussy purr," she declares.

I squeal and giggle as Anne places my legs over her shoulder and buries her face in my sopping snatch. It takes me all of ten seconds to discover that Anne Harrell is a true master of the art of cunnilingus. Her tongue dances all along my vulva, eagerly lapping up my love juices. I can feel her fingers run along my labia as she uses her other hand to tease the soft skin of my inner thigh.

Anne makes love to my pussy with her mouth, there's really no other way to describe it. She does something crazy with her tongue on my clit. I can't even figure out what exactly she's doing, but it makes me feel like my entire body is on fire. When she pushes her fingers into me, it takes Anne seconds to find and stimulate my G-spot.

"Oh God, oh wow, oh!" I gasp and groan, my boobs jiggling. "Anne! Ungh! Ah, Anne!"

Holding her head in both hands, my fingers caress her cheeks as my cheer coach makes me cum again. I switch my grip to the top of her head, pressing her face into my crotch as I buck my hips. Her long ponytail swishes back and forth when Anne shakes her head to stimulate my clit.

"Mm, mm, mm!" Anne hums as she munches on my pussy, her hands reaching up to squeeze my tits.

I cum yet again as Anne sucks on my clit while playing with my nipples. She then pulls away from my pussy, giving it a quick kiss and an admiring glance. I lift my head to watch Anne sit up, immediately realizing she's getting naked. Like me, Anne keeps her pubic mound shaven bare.

"You're beautiful, Anne," I sigh in contentment.

"Thanks, sexy," Anne smiles, the lower half of her face glistening with my juices. "You said you're a good girl, so I hope that means you know how to properly eat a pussy."

"Bring it on!" I growl.

Anne maneuvers her body so she can lay on top of me and lower her pussy down onto my face. Grabbing her butt cheeks, I lift my head and start licking her twat. My cheer coach moans happily before wrapping an arm around my thigh and getting back to eating me out.

The two of us stay in a sixty-nine for several minutes. I struggle to pay attention to Anne's pussy due to her oral talents distracting me. Still, I know how to lick a cunt. I push two fingers into Anne and feel her pussy muscles clamp down on me as she cums on my tongue.

I'm surprised when Anne lifts off of me, and I actually lift my head in an attempt to keep my tongue on her pussy. I giggle as Anne flips her body so she can get on top of me and press her lips against mine. I can taste myself on her lips and tongue, just like Anne can taste her own pussy on me.

"Kayla," Anne whispers, holding my face in both her hands as we kiss.

Our big tits press together as Anne grinds her pussy down against my slit. A couple minutes later, Anne sits up and places my leg over her shoulder so we can continue tribbing. We both have green eyes, and sparks fly between them as we gaze at each other until we both reach orgasm.

Anne is in full control the entire time, eventually asking if I have any sex toys. Her eyes light up when she finds the strap-on and she wastes no time putting it on. She fucks me in doggystyle, pulling my hair and slapping my ass. I scream while she calls me a slut and a bitch, ordering me to cum for her.

Pulling out of me, Anne removes the strap-on and places it on my bedside table. She orders me to eat her out, and I happily comply, licking and fingering Anne to a couple of nice orgasms. Anne then pulls me into her arms and hums happily while we cuddle.

"That was fun," I giggle, wincing slightly. "My ass is a little sore, though."

"Sorry about that," Anne bites her lower lip. "I, ah, I know I can get pretty intense."

"I was surprised," I say carefully.

"Yeah, once I realized we were actually gonna go through with it, I let it out," she explains. "And, in my defense, you have a great ass."

"I know I have a cute, little bum," I nod, resting my head on Anne's boob.

"You're not upset, are you?" Anne asks nervously.

"No," I assure her, my arm around her waist as I sigh. "There's nothing like cuddling after rough sex."

"Oh, hell yes," she declares.

The two of us cuddle for several minutes, our hands caressing each other's bodies. I can tell Anne absolutely loves my tits; she can't stop palming my boob or lightly rolling my nipple. She only briefly stops to reach around me and squeeze my ass, giving it a light slap.

"So, ah, was this a one and done?" Anne questions.

"Well, we should probably shower and wash the sex toy," I muse, looking up at my cheer coach. "I'll let you play with me in the shower."

"That sounds nice, but I was more looking toward the future," she laughs.

"In all seriousness, I've given my love life quite a bit of thought," I begin slowly, letting out a breath. "I love playing with girls. But, I need a man. I love dick and I can't imagine being married to a woman. Also, I just got out of a relationship. I'm hoping you'd like to be friends who play together once in awhile?"

"That's exactly what I was hoping for," Anne nods, but I can see some disappointment in her eyes. "I want to stay friends, that's what's most important. If we can rock each other's world every once in awhile? Even better!"

"How about we get cleaned up and get back to the party?" I suggest, pecking her lips.