The best position, she claimed (and I had to agree, actually) was where I lay on my back on the bed, one of our infamous throw cushions under my ass, and she staddled me, lowering her pussy onto my dick. She would lean forward slightly until her tits were pressed into my extended hands, and then slide her cunt up and down on my dick, her hips twitching and bucking as the pressure on her clit drove her to delirium. My personal favorite was something of the reverse; she on her back on the bed, a pillow under her ass, while I pumped her pussy. Conventional, but satisfying. I did not get as deep that way, but the look of her in that position, her tits swaying, her hair splayed out on the bed; well, let's just say it was magical in its own way.

Ann, of course, would do whatever I said.

That was the amazing part. We had met nearly every school-day afternoon at her parent's garage apartment for the past three weeks, sucking and fucking for an hour or two, and it seemed that each day she had become more and more willing. It had come down to the point that when I arrived she was always there, always naked, and always eager to get started immediately. On two occasions, on days when I'd been slightly delayed, I could tell she had masturbated before I had arrived. She wanted my dick, pure and simple. She'd even named it "Sir Richard", which she'd told me once as I was fitting it into her snug cunt:

"Ohhhhhhhhh, now let's get Sir Richard all the way in Ann's little pussy…"

My eyebrows had arched at that. "Sir Richard?"

"Push, push, mmmmmmmmmmm. Richard, love, as in 'dick.' Oh, hurry up, and slide him alllllllllll the way inside me…"

That had been a week ago, and it seemed to me that she was by this time as passionately interested in our situation as I was. If not more.

I decided I wanted to get some more photographs of Ann, for my private collection. I wanted nudes, of course, and perhaps even a shot or two of her loving my dick with her mouth or pussy. She had initially refused: