Chapter 5

I was inbetween classes and had a short break which I decided to spend at the library. Within sight of it, I was approached by a small boy in an oversized cloak and hood. He handed me a note and then held out his hand. I started to reach into my pocket for a coin. This may be a beggar's attempt to get money. I decided to read the note first to see if it was worth a tip.

Donald, I must see you tonight at your apartment.

Please arrange it. Give the boy your key. Ann

Now, that was a surprise. She hadn't been around in weeks. I had begun to miss the HA, HA's. Well, even if this is a hoax, there wasn't enough in the apartment to worry about. I handed over the key. In a flash, he was gone. Interesting.

Later that evening, I brought Dawne to an earlier than usual oral climax, and then told her I had some work to do. She dreamily extracted a drawn-out french kiss before I could depart. I washed my face and body before silently leaving by the back door. Without a key, I was forced to knock and wait at my own apartment door. If no one was here, I could always pay a visit to by history teacher down the hall.

I heard a rustle of clothing and the door opened a crack. Then she was in my arms. I quickly closed the door and looked at her. Her face was feverish and her breathing was erratic. Obviously not caused by my kiss. Ann threw herself on the bed face down and hissed,

"Do something quickly. It's all your fault. You've turned me into a lusting pig."

"What is it you want me to do?"

"Everything and anything but don't take my virginity."

She was obviously very agitated, so I dropped my clothing in the middle of the room and slid onto the bed with her. Well, I thought, she probably has no idea how many things there are that I can do and not take her virginity. So, I think I should start with what I had already done to her.

I moved inbetween her legs, and remembering the last time I had done this, I handed her the extra pillow. Then I kissed, licked, sucked, and bit her pussy and her ass. No matter what I did to her or how many climaxes she had, she kept pulling my face into her body. Finally, I moved up and started sucking her nipples. Again she practically smashed my face into her. I couldn't get close enough to satisfy all her needs, no matter how hard I tried. I finally turned her over onto her face and entered her anally.

She screamed into the pillow, but a few minutes later she reached back behind to urge me deeper, with her sharp fingernails into the cheeks of my ass. I slowly picked up the pace until she was making the familiar noises of an impending climax.

After a little wait she still hadn't moved, so I withdrew and poured some water to wash her and then myself. While I was towelling myself she turned over to watch me.

"I haven't done anything with that in my mouth."

"Why do you want to do all of these things now? And, why here?"

"This may be my last chance. I've been doomed to hell by my own grandmother. This is my last chance to do what I've wanted to do since I first saw you. You've ignited terrible thoughts in my mind. Come here and let me kiss and suck you."

I lay down in the opposite direction while she tried to work out a way to swallow me whole. I amused myself by nibbling at those overly long but very erotic inner lips. I timed it so that we both came together. Finally, she looked sated and able to talk intelligently about what it was that was bothering her.

"My grandmother has decided that I should marry and has the audacity to insist on it. I told her I wanted to select my own husband. I was thinking of you when I told her that. I think she has even selected my new husband without consulting me. I had to have you near me one more time before I'm forced to acquiesce. Now, at least, I'll have more memories and tastes of you to take with me to the altar and a loveless marriage. She wouldn't even tell me his name. It's awful. Were it not for my own money, I'm sure she would make me starve."

"He must be some fool or someone with influence to have so easily convinced my grandmother. If only you loved me enough to throw caution to the wind and drag me off to your modest home. But she would surely seek you out and destroy you if you did that. I couldn't live with that on my conscience."

It was a little strange but I felt very honored. I didn't know what to say. She loved me and wanted me. That much was plain. I couldn't understand her situation because she didn't understand it. But she apparently felt she had no choice but to go along with it. She was deeply affecting me. She wasn't as attractive as some of others I had known, but that in itself is not the basis for love. I yearned to hold her and keep her safe from the desires of others. All of these emotions had been strangers to me. Then, before I knew it, she was gone.