Cameron takes control

Cameron looked at Anna, her nose pitched straight down as she stared directly into his eyes. His gaze moved down slightly, to her pink-painted lips (the same shade she'd worn in college) and onto her neck, where the thread-like chain of her favorite blue-green pendant hung loosely.

What seemed like hundreds of potential moves jogged in front of his mind, and he picked one before he thought the silence would become awkward.

"Sit up and take off that sweater, and the blouse under it," Cameron said, with a tone he might never have used before. Anna smiled the same kind of smile she'd had when he brought over her Christmas present sophomore year -- a new laptop -- and moved her hands to the bottom of her black sweater, crossing them over and yanking her shirt over her head, pausing to let her pendant fall free of the collar.

Cameron pulled his legs out from under her and swung them in front of him as he sat up. "Now stand up" -- she instantly shifted her weight -- "here in front of me."

Anna silently did exactly that, but also leaned forward, placing her hands on her knees and compressing her shoulders so her pneumatic white breasts pressed together, leaving a crevice of seemingly pure white skin and the tops of each straining to escape the red, silky underwire cups.'

Cameron reached up only to grab the cups of her bra and roughly yank them toward him, leaving Anna's breasts hanging out and crudely pressed upward by the supports.

"Now, get on your knees and suck my dick until I finish watching this movie. If you make me come, I'm going to come on your face, and you'll have to suck me again until I'm hard enough to fuck you."

Anna had a mild look of shock on her face, but it melted into a surprised smile and she did as Cameron told her. For the next ten minutes, Cameron rested one hand in her brown hair and gently pushed her face into his crotch, the other hand either holding the remote or reaching over her for his can of Diet Coke.

He tried his best to pay attention to the movie, but he couldn't help steal a glance at Anna as she slowly fucked him with her mouth. She gently moaned every couple of thrusts, occasionally pulled off him and gently stroked him with her hand, and after a few minutes had gradually moved her other hand into her panties. At one point, Cameron had placed both hands on the sides of her head and started thrusting into her mouth at a furious pace, but she didn't flinch, only looking up at him with puppy-like eyes as he used her.

As it looked like Bogie might come out victorious after all, Cameron thought about the possibilities sitting literally in front of him.