ANNIE GETS A SURPRISE

This wasn't supposed to happen to her. It wasn't 
something she thought about, fantasized about. Steve 
did, sure. He had asked her about this many times, oh 
so many times. Annie always said, "No Way. It'll never 
happen Steve." He finally gave up. In their 26 years 
of marriage she had never considered or desired 
another man, another cock. But here she was, legs 
spread, elbows on the bathroom sink, and a very big, 
very hard cock pounding her from behind. She didn't 
ask for it, it just happened.

Their daughter Sam had graduated from college. The 
youngest, out of the nest. At least the financial 
nest. They were giving her a party, a pig roast. It 
was something she had wanted. Tales from her father's 
youth of the wild pig roasts they had thrown when he 
was young. Sam wanted one too. Annie hadn't been a 
part of Steve's life then, but she had heard about 
them. Lots of them.

Sam had invited friends from school. Quite a few of 
them had come last night and spent the night camping 
out on the screened in porch. Tents set up in the 
front yard. They had to get up at 4 a.m. to start 
cooking the pig so it would be done by 2 when the 
party officially started.

Annie had gotten up at 4 too. She wanted to help. She 
was a Mom and loved being just that, a Mom. She was up 
making salads, getting things prepared so she could 
relax once all her friends and family arrived later in 
the afternoon.

Sam's brother had tapped the keg as soon as the fire 
was lit in the roaster. The kids were already drinking 
and kept coming in asking if Annie didn't want one 
too. Beer for breakfast at 5 in the morning didn't 
appeal to her, but when Sam brought in a glass of 
vodka with a splash of OJ she relented and accepted. 
Orange juice is for breakfast she laughed.

Now she regretted that decision. Not that it would 
have made a difference if she had declined. It wasn't 
the quick buzz on an empty stomach that got her in 
this predicament. Though without it she may have put 
up more of a fight, been thinking more clearly.

Catching a buzz Annie decided it was a good time to 
hop in the shower while the kids were busy with the 
pig and the beers. It was 6 o-clock and she still had 
a lot to do. The shower would certainly help wake her 
up and get her moving.

Since Steve was still sleeping (the bastard), she 
didn't use the Master bath as she didn't want to 
disturb him. She took a nice long hot shower and 
really felt energized. Ready for the day. As she was 
standing over the sink in just her French cut panties, 
applying a little make up to her face, the door 
opened. In her vodka morning buzz she had neglected to 
lock it. Annie could see James, one of Sam's closest 
friends stopped in the doorway, mouth wide open. He 
stood there, eyes as big as saucers staring at her. 
One hand on the door, the other holding a half 
consumed glass of beer. 
 
Annie saw his wide eyes in the mirror. She also 
noticed that he was staring at her breasts clearly 
reflected in that same mirror. She bent over the sink 
to remove them from his view and cover them up. She 
didn't realize at the moment this pushed her butt up 
and out. Now she wondered just what she had been 
thinking! She could hear the air escape James' mouth 
as he tried to say something. An apology she hoped. 
Then the door closed and she heard the glass being 
placed on the tank to the toilet. 

"James, what are you..." She felt his hands on her 
waist, sliding up to cup her breasts. "James no," she 
whispered. 

Where is everyone? Her mind raced. Did she dare 
scream? She couldn't allow herself to be seen, to be 
caught in this situation by Steve. Certainly not her 
kids. "No James," she whispered again as she reached 
up and tried to pull his hand off her breasts. 

This seemed to excite him even more. He pushed himself 
up against her. Pinning her between him and the sink. 
Oh my God Annie thought, she could feel his hardness 
pressed between her ass. Oh no, he's hard, she was 
afraid, afraid what that might mean. "No James 
please," she whispered, "please don't do this."

Then she heard it. It sounded so loud, surely they 
would all come running. James had one hand pressed 
against her back between her shoulder blades. Holding 
her down on the sink. With the other she knew what he 
was doing. She heard it. Every clicking of metal over 
metal. A sound she had heard thousands of times 
before, but this time it was loud, very loud. 

James was unzipping his pants. Slowly, not easy to do 
with one she guessed. Then she heard his pants drop to 
the floor. "Oh James please!" she cried. "Please 
don't". He was pushing against her again, and she felt 
it. It was no longer restrained by his clothing. It 
was pushing into her panties. Her mind ran, oh my God, 
that thing is huge.

James grabbed her hand and twisted it behind her back 
causing her to wince. Then he began to lower her arm. 
Lower, a little lower. Then she felt it against her 
hand, his cock. Instinctively she wrapped her fingers 
around. She didn't get far she realized, her hand 
wasn't close to circling the hard young cock.

Annie began to rationalize in her mind. Maybe if I 
jerk him off she thinks, he'll cum and then leave me 
alone. I'll take another shower and no one will know. 
She begins stroking his cock, reaching up as far as 
she can with her arm in this awkward position. She 
hears James moaning. Maybe this is going to work. One 
little hand job is not so bad. She can live with that.

Holy Crap she thinks, I can't move my hand enough to 
reach the head of this thing. How damn big is it? 
James reaches down and cups Annie's pussy through her 
panties. She gasps, a moan escapes her lips. Oh shit 
I'm so wet, she curses herself. Could it be, did she 
want that thing inside her? Did she want this young 
boy to fuck her?

Annie moved her arm the one direction it will go. She 
moves it down. Down, bringing the cock she is holding 
in her hand with her. With her other hand she pulls 
her panties to the side. Uncovering her hot wet pussy. 
"Oh please" she whispers, "Please James fuck me."

He needs no further encouragement. He grabs his dick 
from her hand, and moves it to her. He is not soft, he 
is not gentle. He pushes into her in one swift motion, 
hitting areas of her wet pulsing pussy that have never 
been touched before.

And here she is, legs spread, elbows on the bathroom 
sink, and a very big, very hard cock pounding her from 
behind. Pounding hard, pounding fast. And in the 
throes of her second orgasm Annie thinks, I wonder how 
quick he can get that up again, as she feels him 
unload inside her.