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Chapter 2: One More Time?
This was a complete disaster!
There was no other way to describe it!
She'd done it! She had really gone ahead and done it!
"So… how was Ron?" the voice asked.
"W-What?" Ann stammered, the words coming out as a raspy croak, she almost choked on her own spit. What was she supposed to say to that? 'Oh yeah, he was great! I could barely feel my legs afterwards! He made me feel like it was my first time!' The thought almost made her laugh hysterically, she nearly had a panic attack right then and there!
"Uh… how is he feeling? You know, because Ron's sick?" her daughter asked once more, clarifying her question, Kim's worry clear as day. "You did promise you'd stop in and make sure it wasn't anything serious…"
"Yeah, it was…" the older redheaded woman replied, glancing away from her phone and recalling her time with the blonde boy. Her heart started racing at the memory of his sweaty form moving above her.
"What?! It was?!" Kim screeched, upset by her mother's careless words.
"No- I mean that it WASN'T serious... just a common cold… nothing to worry about!" Ann insisted, desperate to shut this conversation down. What were her other options? Admit that she and her daughter's best friend had gotten busy under the sheets?!
"Oh! Good…" Kim sounded like a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders, immediately upon learning that he was going to be fine. "By the way I tried calling him, but he didn't answer… is he really okay?" Kim asked, it was very unusual that he hadn't picked up.
'Crap!' Ann's mind screamed, she quickly recovered. "Yes, he is! I just gave him some… medicine! He's supposed to be resting right now, I bet that he'll call you later! …if you just give him time to rest! …and he needs his rest!" the mother babbled, her tone borderline-frantic. Ann HAD to make sure Ron called Kim later… and that he never said a WORD about what had happened between them- to anyone!
"Oh, okay… I guess I'll wait till he does…" the worldwide heroine acquiesced, reluctantly setting the topic of her best friend aside until he called her later. "So anyways, what's it like being away from the boys?" Kim teased, a smirk in her tone.
The older woman laughed at her daughter's joke, chatting a bit more- that was, until she heard the voice of her spouse in the background. That was enough to sour her mood instantly, Ann coming up with an excuse as to why she had to cut their call short. She wished her daughter a good time, ultimately hanging up. The Possible Matriarch stared at the phone, sighing to herself.
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Ann was completely naked, laying in her 'patient's' bed. After their first tussle between the sheets, the blonde teen seemed more than healthy- fired up, even. He'd been happy to reciprocate Ann's passion, even after she'd started riding him.
Mrs. Possible couldn't recall the last time she'd moaned like an animal, while being pounded so fiercely she could barely feel her legs. 'Stop it!' she yelled internally. 'It was just good sex, after a very long dry spell… very good, satisfying too, but that's all it was…' she admonished herself, for the umpteenth time. Her mental gymnastics made the issue feel just the tiniest amount better than before. What she'd done was bad enough, without attaching any further meaning- or importance- to it.
Ron was currently enjoying a long shower, cleaning up after their little dance on his bed. He'd been sweating, and breathing, heavily. As soon as they were done, Ron had quickly announced his intention take a shower… and to let Ann calm down on her own in the meantime.
The Possible Matriarch would have normally commented on the blonde boy's cockiness- but was simply laying in his room, silently staring at the ceiling through half-lidded eyes. A drunk smile was etched across her face, her mind not working properly at the moment. The older woman was sweating as if she'd just run a marathon- and that was when she'd barely moved a muscle, Ron had done almost all the work!
The pair had begun with Ann on top of him. She'd only intended to get rid of the nagging heat that had been plaguing her body lately- and to take care of his own issue that she'd inadvertently caused, of course… Somehow, their positions had ended up flipped in the middle of the action. Ron now on top, he showered Ann with his vigor and lust. Pounding at her with so much strength, she feared he might snap her body in half! Ron's bed had creaked precariously, under the sheer stress the blonde boy was putting her through. He continued to pound her without hesitation or remorse, holding her legs spread wide. Ron had full access to her body, she could hide nothing from his lustful gaze.
Not that he seemed to care in the least, Ron simply pounded away as if nothing else mattered! Hell, the only other sounds coming from the room (besides the loudly protesting bed) had been her muffled moans as she bit his sheets! It embarrassed her to no end; to find an experienced woman like herself, simply lying on his bed, reduced to a quivering mess by a boy less than half her age. Ann had practically been reduced to Ron's plaything!
After a few more minutes, she'd finally regained enough of her sanity to cover her naked form. Ann sat up on the soft, slightly damp mattress that showcased the proof of her sin to the world. Ron was STILL in the shower, he had been for what seemed like a really long time. A bit too long, if she was being honest… it was starting to worry her somewhat.
Ann was still feeling a bit tired and dizzy, as she got up and headed to the shower herself… She really ought to check up on Ron- and perhaps even clean herself up as well. The faster she did so, the better.
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Opening the door, steam enveloped her face for a moment. Ann moved forward, entering the bathroom. She spotted Ron's shadow in the shower- and he wasn't moving!
'Oh no!' the older woman yelped silently. Ann's imagination began to run wild, weaving horrifying images of what Ron could have done to himself out of guilt or regret. She only hoped he hadn't hurt himself too badly! "Ron!" Ann called out, hurriedly opening the translucent door, the woman's fear spurring her to act quickly-
-only to freeze in place, when the blond boy simply turned to her as if nothing was wrong. "Ms. P? What are you-" he started to ask, staring at her.
"What am 'I' doing?! You were taking so long, I thought you'd done something drastic!" she growled, a bit of heat in her voice. How could he worry her so badly like that?
Ron simply stared at her in confusion. "Why would I?" he asked slowly, not really understanding what the problem was.
'Why would he really?' Ann wanted to sigh in exhaustion. For as long as Ann had known him, Ron had never been the kind of boy to be depressed about pretty much anything. So… why the sudden worry, when she knew him so well?
Ann inspected the teen that was now openly staring at her body, eyes wide, blush covering his face. 'Oh, that's right…' she was still naked! One of Ann's arms covered her breasts as best she could- a futile effort really, considering their size.
Ron was frozen in place, continuing to stare at the beautiful older woman. His blue eyes roamed her every curve, as he'd been unable to truly appreciate them while they'd been busy doing the deed. Her magnificent breasts, currently partially shielded from his view, only made her look sexier (if that was even possible). Her legs were crossed and cocked to one side- to hide the petals of her flower from him. However, in return, Ann's position gave Ron a tantalizing glimpse of her rear. It looked WAY too good to simply ignore, but what was really making his heart race was the expression on her face.
She looked so embarrassed, her face lit up with various shades of red. "Don't stare at me so hard…" she protested weakly, her voice barely audible over the sound of running water.
The blonde teen couldn't control himself, a specific part of him responding VERY enthusiastically to the perfect sight before him. Ron had never imagined this would be presented to him, under any sort of circumstances, not even in his dreams!
The older Possible found herself staring at Ron's manhood, the very same that had nearly broken her and left her gasping for breath not long ago. She couldn't help but really focus on him, now that he was standing before her in all of his glory. Ann couldn't help but compare the younger teen to her spouse. Clearly, Ron won by a significant margin (if only by size alone) …and that didn't even take into consideration just how fierce he was in bed.
'What the hell are you thinking?!' Ann screamed at herself, brushing the idle thoughts aside as quickly as she could. But, why was she at still staring at him?
A part of her mind whispered to her: 'you've already had a small taste of him… and he, a mouthful of you… Yet, he seems to still be HUNGRY.'
'While none of that was untrue… it was wrong! She couldn't just go ahead and-' the older woman reprimanded herself.
Do it again? What was the harm, if it'd already happened once?
Ann glanced at Ron's face once more, the hungry look on his features making it fiendishly difficult to focus on anything else at the moment. Her body was growing hotter by the second… and not because the steam of the shower had engulfed her completely.
She couldn't do it… not again. Once was already a terrible mistake they'd both need to forget and move on from, as quickly as they could. The redheaded woman was prepared to turn around and walk away- when she felt Ron grab her arm. Glancing back, Ann appraised the look he was giving her.
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Ron wasn't sure what the right words were at the moment, what was he supposed to say to the woman he'd just slept with a few minutes ago? Especially when said woman was old enough to be his mother- and was his best friend's mom!? At this point, Ron was simply beyond being in trouble.
He just wanted to say something to make the situation better- or, at the very least, more manageable. It really was his fault, for not locking his bedroom door in the very beginning. Truthfully, his head wasn't working all that great. Ron hadn't been feeling well all day, that had been the cause of this whole situation in the first place.
But doing something like that… having his way with Ann? With KIM'S MOM? That was sick and wrong, on all kinds of levels!
What would his best friend say, if she ever found out?! Ron imagined it would be something akin to the apocalypse- world ending!
The blonde teen was about to ask Ann if she was okay when he noticed the conflicted expression on her face, most likely she was still worrying about his well-being… Even after everything he'd done to her… he was simply horrible.
Before Ron could force himself to say anything, the older woman turned to fully face him once. Ann quickly hurried inside the shower… apparently, she'd decided to hop in with him?
"I guess it'll be fine if I join you in here…" the beauty quietly declared, her back turned to Ron.
'What?' The blonde teen couldn't help but wonder what the hell she was talking about, but found himself unable to find the right words. Ann's back was facing Ron. Her slender waist, naked shoulders, and ample ass were all just a few tantalizing inches away from him. So close… and yet so far from his touch… unless he reached out for her-
Not that he was going to! He was already in deep enough trouble as it was… without trying to go any further.
"Ahh…" the older woman suddenly moaned in delight, Ron's focus returning to the situation at hand. The teen was only now realizing what had caused her to emit such obscene (and tempting) sounds.
In his mesmerized stupor, Ron had wandered forward. His manhood was snuggled in between Ann's amazingly soft buns, the situation even more awkward now than it already had been at first. For better or for worse, Ron's back was already against the wall of the shower- as it was never designed to be used by two people at the same time.
Ron could feel the intense heat wafting off her body. The sensation was so foreign- yet so familiar, after what they had already shared. He watched as her head turned a bit to the side, Ann now glancing at his face out of the corner of her eye.
"H-Haven't you had e-enough~?" she cooed, her pitch low and erotic. It had to be a trick question, how could ANYONE who had ever seen her like this answer with anything other than an emphatic NO? Ron didn't think it was possible... she was just WAY too sexy!
The young blonde was about to answer, to try and salvage the situation, when he felt her shift ever so slightly to the right. Ann rubbed against the side of his shaft, Ron jerking in place as a shiver swept across his back.
"What are you waiting for?" she asked, going so far as to bend over, her hands resting on the wall of the shower. "W-we already did it once, s-so it's no- ahh!" the older woman exclaimed, cutting off upon feeling the tip of the blonde teen's sword poking her entrance.
By this point Ron wasn't listening anymore- well… he was, but he had ears for nothing but the lust dripping from the erotic voice cooing to him. He gazed at her, completely bare in front of his eyes- and in such a tight space? Ron's head had already been spinning before, but now? There was nothing left to stop him from grabbing both sides of her waist, burying himself as deeply as he could.
"Uhh! How can… mmm… you still be so H-HARD?" Ann moaned in delight, her body trembling as Ron pierced her from behind. She was still recovering from the previous time he'd had his way with her, Ann's flesh still incredibly sensitive to his tender ministrations. A familiar tingle passed through her body, leaving the woman even more excited than she already was- courtesy of the amazing sensations.
'How can I be so hard?!' Ron mused. Had this woman even seen what she looked like? It was insane to even think about having her like this- even while he was already inside of her amazing body!
The blonde teen started to move. Ron went slowly at first, to allow her to get used to him again, she'd been shockingly tight the first time he had taken her! Surprisingly, everything went extremely smoothly. She was obviously already soaking wet- and definitely not from the shower. Had she entered the bathroom expecting this encounter? Ron buried himself as far as he could, her cheeks squishing against his pelvis. The burning heat of her body infected him, spreading across his own.
"Oh… God…" Ann mumbled, Ron unable to quite understand her over all of the woman's heavy breathing. That didn't change what was soon to follow.
The young Stoppable's pace started increasing, still slow but now much smoother. Her juices coated his manhood, as he drove into her viciously- like a hungry beast, starved for a meal.
"M-Mrs…" the blonde groaned, cut off by the siren impaled upon him.
"C-Call me- ah! -by my name…" she forced out, biting down on her lip harshly enough to nearly draw blood. It was incredibly hard for her to talk, all she wanted to do was scream for MORE.
'Call her by her-' Ron's realization came quickly, he swallowed hard. "Ann…" he whispered in her ear.
The redhead's mouth opened in an O shape, the older woman now actively slamming her rear against his crotch. The process was going even faster- even easier- than before. Ann's walls were gripping Ron's dick fiercely, wringing and sucking him inside… refusing to let him go for even a second, the shower filled with the sounds of smacking flesh.
Ron's hold on Ann's body increased, as did the pounding he was giving her. The sound of running water was overpowered by the slapping noises of skin on skin- a product of their heated lust. In his greedy, primal mind Ron wanted to do more… To completely ravage her, without any restraint. He was STILL holding back, just as he had before.
But… why?
Why was Ron still restraining himself, after they had both made their choice?
Why deny himself what ANN had started in the first place- something she was, even now, quite clearly loving?
Not to mention the fact that it was ANN who'd decided to join him in the shower- the lustful beauty slamming herself onto his manhood, erotic sounds boiling out of her.
Ann's obscene sounds filled the shower, hardening the blonde's resolve even further. Without a single word Ron simply stopped moving altogether, burying himself as deeply as he could.
"Ohh… w-what's wrong? Why did you sto-" Ann's plaintive question cut off, a loud slapping noise echoing in the small room.
She yelped and jumped in surprise, the blonde teen slapping her ass a few more times for good measure. Each strike was harder than the last, leaving her rear substantially redder than it had been before.
"R-Ron… please, m-my poor ass can't take it…" Ann cooed in a faraway voice. She glanced back at him, her gaze burning with lust and desire. He pulled himself out of her slowly, agonizingly.
Ann gasped and moaned, her body continuing to fight Ron's retreat. Her mouth twisted and she bit her lips, feeling every millimeter of his member that was pulled away. Finally, he was outside of her body completely- the warm water mixed with her juices still coating his prick. Without missing a beat, Ron yanked on her arm and turned Ann around to face him. The woman was still a bit out of it, seemingly quite spent (for the most part). However, the blonde teen could not care less at the moment.
Ron's still rock-hard manhood poked her entrance for but a moment- before he ducked down and grabbed her legs.
"Wha- ah!" Ann yelped. She was at the mercy of the blonde that now held her in the air, gripping her ass cheeks, pinning her to his body.
She would have said something a little more intelligible, if not for the sudden feeling that filled her once more. This time only much deeper, as he had significantly better access.
Ron had shoved himself inside the older woman without a second thought. Her only response was to moan in delight (and tremble in his embrace), as she felt him slam home deep inside of her. There was no way Ron was stopping now, not after everything he still wanted to do to the woman in his arms. The blonde started pounding the redheaded woman with all his might. Now in complete control of the pace, he could REALLY let loose.
"Ah! R-Ron! W-wait, I-" Ann tried to convey, having trouble forming the words due to the overwhelming orgasmic feeling washing over her.
Ann felt as if Ron would break her body, if he continued his assault- but, she didn't even care anymore! Ann had been wet and ready from the FIRST time they'd done it. Jumping straight into round two was something her flesh yearned for, even if she barely had the strength to actively participate! She felt like a doll in his hands, so helpless and weak, as he literally had his way with her… Ann should have been furious! To scream at the boy, for taking such liberties with someone who was old enough to be his mother! …and yet, here she was. Moaning his name, over and over again, like an animal in heat. Hoping that she could inspire Ron to thrust even harder, completely mess her up- until all that remained of her was a sloppy, quivering mess.
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About half an hour later, the water had turned cold- even if the occupants of the shower were still boiling-hot from their furious lovemaking.
Ron had not once taken a break, or even slowed down. If anything, he was steadily pounding into her harder now. How could he stop, knowing that this would (most likely) be the one and only time he'd have a chance like this with Ann?
'So vigorous!' her mind whispered in delight, Ann having been struck mute for the last few minutes. Her senses overwhelmed, she was barely holding onto Ron's broad shoulders. The woman breathed heavily in the crook of his neck, barely able to think- much less talk! Ann's body had been on the edge for several minutes, completely refusing to end her torture and set her free to enjoy her orgasm.
Was it something to do with her? Was her body refusing to let this end? Or, had Ron done something? Perhaps she subconsciously wanted to continue to enjoy this?
Whatever the real reason was, it didn't matter… the only thing that was important was that she wanted it to end! She needed to finish… desperately!
Ann's hands were barely able to move with the fierce pace Ron was drilling her, her body so close to his that they might as well have been merged into one. "R-Ron… I-I can't…" she managed choke out, her voice weak. Ann's eyes teared up, despite the silly smile upon her face.
Not slowing his pace, the blonde stared at her. Ron started to hammer himself into her weak body even harder than before.
He was close, she could feel it… The way his arms held her a bit closer than before, the feeling of his hands tightening their grip- just as his movements became just a bit faster.
Ron's head shot forward, he captured her lips. Both tongues twisted together, Ann instantly enjoying the feeling. Her lips started to suck his tongue greedily- almost desperately, wanting to have even more of his taste, as if she simply couldn't get enough.
"A-Ann! I'm… mmm… coming- ah… again!" he managed to growl, despite her oral ministrations.
'Give it to me! Give it to me! Just give it to me already!' her mind screamed, over and over. Never before had she felt so frantic, so needy, for anything.
With a few more powerful thrusts, the blonde teen finally reached his finish. Ann found her end as well, with a loud moan that shook the bathroom.
Ann's poor body was shaking like leaf, a blissful whimper leaving her. Her lips adopted an o shape as his hotness filled her insides, practically scalding her ruined body.
'This… is… amazing…' she moaned silently. Her legs wrapped around Ron's waist, the hotness spilling into her even more deeply as she did so. A part of her mind whispered to Ann, how mind-blowing it all had been, as her insides milked Ron's cock for all he was worth.
Would this be that only time she would enjoy something this good? It was not the first occasion such a question had occurred to Ann- although, this time, she had a VERY hard time answering…
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Chapter uploaded on March 14.