Eating Annie Out

Johnny grinned like a maniac as he playfully jiggled Annie’s sizable breasts from behind. “This is the best!” he sighed blissfully. “If I was a woman, I would walk around playing with my tits all the time.”

Jeannie snorted. “I think you’d be surprised how many women think the same thing about guys & their dicks.”

“Hey, that’s a good idea!” Johnny exclaimed, brightening up. “Annie’s nice soft body has been getting me super hard, I should let her know.”

With a flourish, Johnny whipped off his belt & unbuttoned his pants. He leaned in closer to the table until he was only inches from Annie, when he chose to reveal his growing cock.

“Hey, Annie, you like that? You see how hard you make me?” He pulled his hard dick out & began to stroke it slowly, putting on a show for her.

Of course, it was not a show that Annie was interested in. At all. She somehow was able to completely ignore the cock in her face, not even missing a sentence in the book on her screen. Johnny was perplexed, but understood that this was indeed what he wished for, & set out to take advantage of it.

“Okay, right, the silent treatment. Got it. Well, you girls carry on, but while you’re working... Annie, could I have your panties?”

Annie shifted forward in her seat without missing a beat or looking up from her studies, shimmying a pair of pink boyshorts down her thick thighs before kicking them into her hand. She presented them to Johnny without so much as a glance, dangling them off her finger by the waistband.

“Thank you, Annie,” Johnny said, clearly pleased with the direction this was headed. He plucked the panties reverently from her hand & inhaled deeply, sighing happily as her deep womanly scent filled his nose.

“So, you’re kind of a perv then, huh?” Jeannie teased, tapping away at her phone game as Johnny stroked himself to Annie’s underwear.

“Fiiine, I’ll give it back,” he conceded. He paused for a moment, looking over the studious beauty before me, before ceremoniously stretching her panties over her head & covering her face. Jeannie stifled a giggle behind them.

“I think this is a cute look for her! Don’t you?” Johnny was satisfied with his prank, but it had only been a temporary distraction from his pounding boner. His head was still reeling from the sweet, heady smell of her pussy, & he wanted to get to the source.

Johnny walked to the back of Annie's chair & slowly started to pull it back from the table. "Stand, please," he said in a clear light tone, & she quickly obeyed, poring over her notes all along. "Good girl. Okay, now spread your legs just a little- thank you, Annie."

Johnny took a seat on the flood & stared appreciatively at Annie's gorgeous pussy. Soft pink lips hid beneath a tuft of bright red hair, & Johnny was excited to see her becoming wet with arousal. He planted his hands on the floor behind him & leaned back.

"Okay, Annie. Take a seat," he said in a matter-of-fact tone. Annie nodded without looking at him & gingerly squatted down, pressing her big round ass & wet little pussy directly against Johnny's nose & mouth.

"Mmmmm, fuck," he moaned as her scent overpowered him. Her skin pressed against his face as she shifted to get comfortable. Annie didn't notice, of course, but a sticky slick of precum had begun to drip from Johnny's cock.

Johnny was in heaven smothered under Annie. Without even thinking, he started licking her, lapping gently at her cunt & drinking her taste deep. A soft noise pulled him from his reverie, a noise which he realized was coming from Annie.

“Hey, Annie, you okay? Did you just make kind of a... I dunno, moaning sound?” Debbie stared skeptically across the table at her friend, somehow looking past the pink cotton stretched over her face. Annie fidgeted in her seat as Johnny’s tongue explored her body more thoroughly.

“Th-thanks for asking, Debbie,” Annie blushed, “I do feel kind of weird. It’s hard to concentrate, I keep feeling like...” she drifted off mid-sentence as Johnny teased around her clit. No question that she was turned on now, as Johnny’s tongue had gotten her dripping wet.

“...you know, Debbie, I’ll be right back,” Annie said distactedly. “Feeling kind of weird, I think I may need to run to the bathroom.” She felt that her knees might buckle any minute as Johnny licked circles around her thighs. He grinned, paused, & pressed his tongue firmly into her asshole.

She let out an audible gasp & leapt to her feet. “Y-yeah, I’m gonna be right back.” She strode quickly away from the table, hiking her skirt down to cover her butt & pulling the panties off of her face. Debbie & Marissa shared a look of confusion as an unseen Johnny absentmindedly stroked his cock, contemplating his next move.

What happens next? Does Annie get herself off in peace, or does Johnny have more in store for her? What about the other girls? Comments, requests, & new chapters all appreciated!