Date: Sat, 13 Aug 2016 23:12:12 -0600
From: Josh McCoy <yoshmccoy@gmail.com>
Subject: Annette

ANNETTE

When I met a beautiful trans girl, my life changed.

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Friday night.  I was cleaned up, dressed up, and ready for a night of
relaxation and adventure at my favorite LGBT hangout, Slider's.  I say
adventure because I had no firm plan going in, and was just going to have a
few drinks and see what happened.  In my present happy mood, whatever
happened, including nothing, was just fine.  There were many straight
people that visited Sliders also, as it was just a nice place to go and
enjoy yourself.

A little about me.  I'm 27 years old, 5' 8", roughly 180 lbs and single.
I'm fairly fit from a regular regimen of free weights and using a bicycle
as my primary means of transportation to my job in the technology field.
I'm of Irish descent, with blue eyes, brown hair and a fair complexion.  I
have a cut cock, 8" when hard, that I'm perfectly satisfied with.  I'm
bisexual to a degree, in that I love women, but also loving having a nice
cock in my mouth, and enjoy the feeling of a guy as he cums while I'm
sucking.  I've never had a cock in my ass, but I've been asked to use mine
on a guy a time or two.  I enjoyed it immensely, but still never had the
desire to try it myself.

The bouncer at the door checked my ID and I slipped my way through the
crowd to the bar, nodding to my favorite bartender, Ken, where he was
serving two guys near the end.  I waited patiently, listening to the buzz
of the place, music volume perfectly adjusted so you didn't have to yell to
be heard, but could still have a confidential conversation if you wanted.

Ken stopped at the well and mixed my drink, knowing what I wanted without
asking.  He strolled down with a smile and said, "Hey, Dave.  How's things
tonight?"

"Just fine, just fine," I replied expansively, taking a sip of my Tanqueray
& tonic.  The first sip always tasted so good, and I savored the slight
flavor of juniper as I washed it around in my mouth.  Swallowing, I asked,
"How are things going for you tonight?"

Ken nodded pleasantly and said, "Good crowd tonight.  I've been busy, but
good busy."

I leaned one elbow on the bar and slowly scanned the room.  The dance floor
was not quite full, with a lot of remaining room to bust out your best
dance moves.  There were couples of mixed gender, couples of a single
gender, and groups of varying gender.

Most of the tables were being used, and everybody appeared to be relaxed
and having a good time.  An occasional burst of laughter punctuated the
room, and the overall feeling was just people having relaxed fun.

As my gaze moved to the far side of the room, I noticed a beautiful young
lady approaching the bar at the far end.  She was quite petite, not much
over 5', with fine, cornsilk blond hair, almost white, down to her
shoulders, and lovely legs.  She was dressed in a white form-fitting top
that showed off her cute breasts, with a pink ruffled skirt that came down
to just above her knees.  She talked to Ken, and he turned to fill her
order.  Her eyes moved down the bar and met mine.  I smiled at her and
raised my drink in greeting.  She smiled back and nodded her head.

Ken delivered her drink and she spoke to him.  I saw him glance in my
direction, then they had a brief conversation.  She picked up her drink and
slowly made her way down to me.  I shifted on my barstool to face her, and
waved toward the seat next to me.  She smiled, sat down and asked, "Do you
come here often?"  Her voice was soft, with a beautiful timbre that made my
heart start beating faster.

"It's my regular hangout.  I'm here most evenings for a little bit, longer
on Friday and Saturday nights.  Yourself?  I can't say I've seen you here
before."

She shook her head and replied, "It's my first time here, but so far I love
it.  My friend brought me tonight.  We're sitting right over there," she
pointed across the room to a booth against the wall.  "Would you care to
join us?"

"I'd be delighted," I answered honestly.

As we walked to her table I looked over at Ken.  He nodded and winked,
giving me a quick thumb's up.  I smiled back in acknowledgement and
shrugged a "Who knows?" back at him.

We ended up at a table with a gal I recognized.  "Hi Amanda," I said,
smiling as the drinks were placed on the table.

Amanda and I went back a ways, two regulars who ended up getting to know
each other.  We had dated off and on, and had spent many nights together at
either her place or mine, finding ourselves to be very compatible.  Amanda
liked women too, and we saw eye to eye on what an attractive woman looked
like.  We just really enjoyed each other's company, but it seemed neither
of us wanted to make a serious relationship out of it.  Amanda was an inch
taller than I, with honey blonde hair halfway down her back, high and proud
34C breasts, green eyes and a generous mouth.  She was a little too big to
be considered willowy – I always thought of her as perfectly
proportioned, which of course is subjective.  Her high cheekbones and
blonde hair gave her a marvelously Nordic look.

She smiled back at me.  "Hi, Dave.  I see you met Annette."

I looked at my new friend and said, "Well, we haven't officially met, but
I'm very pleased to meet you.  I'm Dave.  Amanda and I are old friends."

Amanda laughed and retorted, "I'm not old, you goof.  Annette, this is
Dave."  Annette laughed as she glanced at me.  For the first time I noticed
how lovely and soft her lips looked, and for a second my eyes were locked
onto them.

Amanda said to Annette, "We've known each other for a few years, and dated
a few times.  We enjoy each other's company a lot.  Dave's one of the good
guys."

Annette looked at me and held out her hand, saying "I'm happy to make your
acquaintance, David."  The way she said my name made my knees weak.  The
last time somebody called me David it was my mother, and I was in trouble
for something or other.  The way Annette said it gave it a whole new sound.

Amanda noticed how I was looking at Annette and laughed at me.  "You two
sit right there and let's get to know each other."  Annette sat down across
from Amanda and scooted in, so I sat next to her.

Amanda reached across the table and laid her hand on mine, asking, "How
have you been, Dave?  We haven't seen each other in a while.  I saw you
come in and convinced Annette to haul you over here.  I didn't see you
offer a lot of resistance."  She grinned impishly.

I laughed and replied, "I couldn't resist somebody that lovely."  I smiled
over at Annette and continued, "Things have been going well, very well.
You're right, we haven't seen each other in a while.  I guess our timing is
off.  I'm here briefly most weeknights and longer on Friday and Saturday,
so if you've been coming in we've just been missing each other.  There's no
way I could miss seeing you, as lovely as you are."

Amanda squinched her nose at me, smiling.  "You're so sweet.  I've missed
you lately and I'm actually here tonight hoping I'd get to see you.  I
brought Annette along because she needed to get out, and she's great to be
with.  If you didn't show up I'd still have a good company."

I squeezed Amanda's hand gently and grinned.  We were very comfortable with
each other, and the talk just kind of rambled for the next half hour.  I
found out that Annette worked with Amanda and was 24 years old.  Amanda was
showing her where the best places to go were found, and remembered that I
often came here, so they stopped in on the off chance they'd meet me.

It wasn't much longer until my drink was getting low.  "Would either of you
care for another?  I'm going to recharge this thing," I said, motioning to
my empty glass.

Amanda said, "Sure, I could use another.  Annette?  Would you like a fresh
one?"

Annette glanced over at me and I really noticed for the first time her
beautiful eyes.  She had large, blue-green eyes, and the lights of the bar
made it look like there were little sparkling stars inside.  I kind of
stopped breathing for a moment, looking into them.

She said softly, "Yes, please.  Thank you, David."

I picked up the empties and went up to the bar.  Ken came quickly down to
serve and said, "I think you have the two most beautiful girls in the place
tonight.  Nicely done!"  I laughed at him and agreed as he started putting
the drinks together.

"Amanda is as lovely as ever, and the more I see of Annette, the more I
realize how pretty she is.  She's like a little fantasy doll.  Fortunately
Amanda and I are old friends, so I don't have to worry about somebody
stealing her from under me."

Ken laughed and nodded, "Yep, always a concern, but I don't think for you
tonight.  I always liked seeing you and Amanda together, you just seem to
fit.  She's a great gal.  I told - Annette, did you say?  Annette a bit
about you.  I tried to make you sound better than you really are.  If you
crash, it's not my fault."  He put the finished drinks in front of me as I
laughed and threw some bills on the bar and thanked him, waving for him to
keep the change.

I brought the drinks to the table and set them down.  Amanda moved theirs
in front of them and I settled in next to Annette with mine in hand.
Annette said, "Thank you, David."  I just loved hearing her say my name
like that, with her voice it actually sounded sexy.  I never thought of my
name as sexy, but coming from her lips it sure was.

I took a sip of my drink and said, "So, where were we?"  Amanda leaned
forward and said, "You just finished the story of the time you took me
camping.  What you didn't tell her was how much of a pain I was."

I laughed and said, "Darling, you're never a pain.  It was all just new
stuff to you, and you have to admit that by the time we came home you were
much more comfortable with it."

Amanda smiled and said coyly, "Yes, you do have a way of making me feel
comfortable."  I chuckled and saw Annette smile.

I turned to Annette and asked if she had any good camping stories.  She
looked at me and said, "I've never been camping.  Maybe you can take me
sometime."  She put her hand over mine and once more my heart stopped.  Her
hand was so soft, and her touch so gentle.

I tried to cover it, and gallantly replied, "I'd love to take you.  Maybe
we should take Amanda as a chaperone, just to keep me honest."

Amanda laughed and said, "Fat lot of good I'd be as a chaperone.  I'm
afraid I'd be a very bad example."  I got the impression the drinks had
loosened her up a bit.  She was getting pretty risqué.  Little did I
know . . .

Annette gave me a little smile and said, "I think I'd like that kind of
example."

I kind of froze, and Amanda burst out in laughter at the look on my face.
She put her hand over mine and said, "Ooh, Annette!  I think you just
floored him!"

I recovered and tried to act casual and relaxed, but it was apparent I was
pretty taken with Annette.  Amanda was not fooled for a second, then
Annette finished me off by looking me in the eye and saying with a little
smile, "The floor would work fine, I think."

Amanda collapsed back into her seat laughing, and I looked at Annette with
a broad grin.  "OK," I said, "We can do the floor, but I think I'd much
rather use the bed."  Annette put her hand over mine and replied sincerely,
"Oh, I'm sure we'd eventually get that far."

She was far more bold than she had at first appeared, and I had to rapidly
reappraise my situation.  Amanda was sitting up now, tears of laughter
running down her face, looking at me and then starting to laugh all over.
I snidely said, "Darling, your makeup is running."  That made her laugh all
the harder.

Annette and I looked at each other and started laughing also.  Amanda's
unrestrained mirth was contagious, and Annette and I held hands and laughed
along.

One of my favorite old slow songs from the 80s came on and I asked Annette
if she cared to dance while Amanda got herself under control.  She smiled
and said she'd love to.  I led her out onto the floor and turned.  I was
thinking of leaving a little bit of space between us, but she came right up
to me and put her arms around me, her hands going up to my shoulders,
breasts pressed against me.

I almost immediately grew hard, and I'm sure she could feel it.  She made
no move to back off, however, so we just held each other and kind of swayed
from side to side, slowly turning.  She was short enough that I could see
over her head, and I spotted Amanda sitting up, chin in her hand and
watching us with a smile on her face.  I smiled back at her and she held
her hands over her chest as though saying, "Oh, isn't that touching," or
something.  I grinned at her and continued dancing, and I'll admit that I
didn't mind having Annette close to me.

The song ended and we drifted off the dance floor with some of the other
couples as a faster song came on.  We held hands on the way back to the
booth, and when we sat down, she sat right next to me, her thigh touching
mine.  I reached for my drink and she placed a hand high up on my thigh.
Her touch made me tingle.

Amanda leaned over and said, "Oh, you two looked so cute out there.  I
wanted to come join you and make it a three-way."

Annette squeezed my thigh a bit and said lightly, "Oh, I'm up for a
three-way."  Amanda burst out in laughter again as I turned my head to look
at Annette in disbelief.  She slowly turned her eyes to look into mine, a
small smile on her face.  I felt her fingers rub lightly along my leg, and
her fingertips brushed my hard penis.  I'm pretty sure my face was flushed
as Amanda's laughter wound down.

She looked at me, glanced at Annette and then asked me, "So, what do you
think?  Isn't she a piece of work?"

I looked at Annette with a smile and replied, "Oh, she's something alright.
I have a feeling I'm going to have to be on my toes around her."

Annette looked at us innocently, as though she had no idea what we were
talking about and wasn't tickling my stiff cock through my slacks.  I
smiled and shook my head at her, and she smiled back.

Amanda looked at Annette and asked her, "And what do you think about Dave?"

Annette smiled and answered, "He's everything you said.  Thanks for
bringing me along tonight."

Amanda looked back at me with satisfaction and said, "I thought you two
would get along, and with me setting a bad example, the possibilities are
endless!"  Annette and I both laughed, and she squeezed my thigh once more,
her hand running up and down over my hard cock.

We spent the next couple of hours chatting, with an occasional dance with
one or the other of them thrown in.  We didn't drink a lot, just sipping
our drinks, and it was soon close to midnight.  When the current set of
drinks were about exhausted, Amanda took the bull by the horns, asking,
"Would you two like to come to my place for a nightcap?"

Annette once again squeezed my thigh and replied, "Oh, I think I'd really
like that."  She looked up at me and said, "Please join us, David."

I almost answered, "Why?  Are you coming apart?" but that seemed a little
too flippant, so I changed it to a suave, "I'd love to join with you."

Annette slowly smiled and said, "That's a perfect answer."  Amanda smiled
at me with a glint in her eye.

They drove together in Amanda's car and I followed in mine.  Amanda led us
into her house and offered us another drink.  Annette and I both accepted,
and Amanda went into the kitchen to fix them up.

I was familiar with Amanda's house, having had any number of meals here and
spending several nights in her bed, so I was comfortable as I settled onto
the couch.  Annette came and sat close to me, and as I settled back in the
couch, she just snuggled right in next to me.  I put my arm around her and
gave her a little hug.  Her hand went to my chest and started running over
it with a light touch, once more turning me on and making me hard.

She noticed and said quietly, "Oh, goody," and I laughed silently.  She
felt my laugh and looked up at me with a beautiful smile.  I could see more
clearly in the brighter light, and noticed for the first time what a
wonderful complexion she had.  Her skin was like cream, smooth and very
lightly tanned, almost pale.  She used very little makeup, and really
didn't need it.  Her large blue-green eyes were bright with mischief, and
her lips were soft and inviting.  I almost moved in for a kiss, but Amanda
came out of the kitchen just then.

She saw us snuggling on the couch and put the drinks down on the coffee
table in front of us, sitting her drink with them.  She then walked around
and sat on the other side of me, snuggling in from there.  I was in heaven
with these two beautiful women sandwiching me between them.

Amanda's hand joined Annette's in stroking my chest, and as if they were
thinking alike, both hands soon drifted down to my crotch.  Annette was
running her fingers along the length of my shaft while Amanda had her hand
buried between my legs, rubbing my balls.  I rolled my head back against
the couch and groaned.  This was different and exciting.  I was usually
making sure the woman was taken care of first.

Amanda brought her hands up to unbutton my shirt, kissing me on the neck
while her fingers worked.  Annette unbuckled my belt and began to unbutton
my pants.  She had a little trouble, so I sucked my gut in to give her
fingers a little more room.  I heard her softly say, "Thank you," as she
undid the button and unzipped me.  Her little hand immediately dove inside
my waistband and began stroking my shaft.

I groaned again and looked down at her.  I said, "You'd better quit that or
I'm going to blow in my pants."  She stopped right away and said, "We don't
want that.  Let's get you the rest of the way out of these."  Amanda had my
shirt unbuttoned and pulled it away from my chest, then leaning in and
giving a light bite to one of my nipples.

I helped Annette remove my pants and sat up to take my shirt the rest of
the way off, then sat back.  Annette quickly dove down onto my throbbing
prick, licking it twice and then sucking it into her mouth.  Her lips were
so soft, and the touch of her tongue was so delicate that I almost came
right there.  I fought it down, but she was having none of it.

One hand reached down to fondle my balls while she sucked the full length
down.  I lost control and thrust up into her, one hand caressing her hair
while my cock exploded in a gush, dumping semen into her mouth as she
sucked and fondled me. I groaned and humped up a couple of times as she
finished drinking my cum, then I settled down, quivering a little bit and
breathing heavily.  I opened my eyes to see Amanda standing, just finishing
removing her panties, now completely naked.  What a feast for the eyes!

Annette sat up and snuggled back into me, turning her head up to give me a
kiss.  I kissed her deeply, tasting my own cum in her mouth as our tongues
tangled with each other.  I lowered one hand and gently began fondling one
of her firm, small breasts.  It was perfectly formed and sized, and I
enjoyed playing with it while we kissed.

Amanda settled back down next to me and began licking my nipple, using just
the tip of her tongue.  We had made love in the past, and she knew just
what I liked.  The light touch of her tongue sent shivers through my body,
and one hand began playing with my soft cock.

Annette sat up and began removing her clothing, being behind in that
department.  When her pert breasts were exposed, I had to reach over to
fondle them, so soft and firm.  She watched me playing with them, a little
smile on her face, gently running her hand through my hair while I ran my
tongue from one nipple to the other.  After a minute of that, she moved
back and stood up, putting her hands under the waistband of her skirt and
looking me in the eye, still with that little smile.

Amanda sat up to watch as Annette slowly moved her hips from side to side
as the skirt was moving down.  When Annette's thumbs reached her panties,
she hooked them too in order to remove everything at once.  Down, down,
slowly down went her skirt, teasing my eyes.  A small patch of white-blond
pubic hair came into sight.  Annette paused, then dropped the skirt the
rest of the way.

When she did, a hard four-inch cut cock popped into view.

Amanda chuckled alongside me as she played with my rapidly-hardening prick.
Annette just stood there with that same little smile.  I looked quickly
over at Amanda, and she grinned at me with a mischievous sparkle in her
eyes.

"Surprise," she said huskily.

I turned back to Annette, looking into her luminous eyes.  I saw no
uncertainty there, only quiet pride.  She knew I was more than OK with it.
Here was this gorgeous pale lady, slim and taut, with beautiful breasts
high on her chest, a rigid cut cock throbbing minutely with her heartbeat.
Best of all, she was smiling at me, inviting me, wanting me to share a part
of her.

I looked back at Amanda and asked in awe, "Is it Christmas?"

Amanda laughed and replied, "I guess for you it is."  She played with my
cock a little while looking into my eyes, then said, "I thought she would
be perfect for you.  Of course, I thought you'd share too, so maybe I had
an ulterior motive.  Now I can have both of you."  She leaned up to kiss
me, then broke the kiss and continued, "She's really a wonderful person,
but tonight she's just horny and wants to make love with a man who will be
nice to her.  I told her I knew just the man she needed . . . and here we
are."

I smiled slowly at Amanda and whispered, "Thank you," as I leaned down to
kiss her.  I broke the kiss and looked back to Annette.  I held my hands
out to her and she took a step forward.  I took her cock into my hand and
stroked it a few times, reaching between her legs with the other and
running a finger from her perineum to her balls, gently tracing their
shape.

I leaned forward and began running my tongue around the head of her cock
and felt her hands go to the back of my head.  She moaned quietly as I
played my tongue the length of her shaft, fingertips still tickling her
balls.  I swallowed her whole, playing my tongue around her shaft as I held
her deep inside my mouth.  She shivered a little and her fingers tightened
in my hair, and I tasted a bit of precum.  I began bobbing up and down
slowly, one hand sliding up her tight tummy to grab a breast, tweaking the
nipple between thumb and forefinger.  She put her hand over mine, caressing
the back of my hand while I played the fingertips lightly over her little
breast.

While I was playing with her balls, I slipped one finger back to touch her
puckered anus.  She moaned again, pulling my head harder against her, then
shifted and put one foot up on the couch.  This opened her butt cheeks a
little, giving me clear access to her tight little butthole, and I ran a
finger around the perimeter.

Meanwhile Amanda wasn't staying out of it.  She was slowly stroking my
cock, playing the fingernails of her other hand up and down my back, giving
me little shivers of pleasure with the sensation.  Her tongue was playing
in my ear in between little kisses down my neck.  I had my knees spread so
she could play without restraint.

Annette began to push herself into my mouth faster, not satisfied with
going slow any longer.  I happily accommodated her, bobbing up and down
more quickly, holding her full length in while my tongue reached down to
tickle her balls, then sucking back up.  Soon she began to tremble, and I
heard Amanda say, "Cum in his mouth, baby.  Give him your juice."

Annette bucked into my mouth and I felt her hot semen flow out onto my
tongue.  I moved her out just a little so I could get the full flavor and
continued to suck greedily.  There wasn't a lot, but what there was turned
out to be extremely tasty.

Her cock almost immediately began to go soft, and I continued to gently
suckle it as it grew smaller.  She then stopped pushing into me, and gently
disengaged my mouth.  Leaning down, she gave me a passionate kiss, holding
my face in the palms of her soft little hands while she played her tongue
across my lips, inside my mouth, across my teeth, before slowly backing off
a little and holding me eye to eye with her.

She held me in her gaze for a moment, those big green eyes looking into
mine, then she smiled sweetly and said quietly, "Thank you, David."  I
couldn't talk, so I just smiled back at her.  She straightened and then sat
down next to me.

Amanda was ready, now that Annette had been taken care of, and she ceased
playing with me and straddled me, facing toward me, holding my cock upright
while she slowly sank down onto it.  She let out a long, "Ooooooh," as she
dropped fully onto me, hot and wet from watching Annette and me.  She began
slowly and gently raising and lowering herself onto me, while Annette and I
each took possession of a breast and began licking, pinching, tweaking and
twisting the nipples.

I reached down to play with Amanda's clit and found Annette's hand already
there.  I brought my hand back up the underside of Annette's arm with a
feather touch, reaching over just before getting to her shoulder and
grabbing a firm boob with a backhand hold.  I ran the palm of my hand over
the tiny erect nipple, then pinched it lightly between two fingers.

Amanda's hot pussy was pulling on my cock, gripping and holding while she
raised up, then sliding back down until her buttocks hit my thighs, and she
began the process over.  She was flexing her vaginal muscle somehow,
lending a fantastic feeling to our coupling.  I remembered now how much I
used to love it when she did that.  She always cared enough to make sure I
had as much pleasure as she could give me, which was one of the reasons we
always seemed to end up back in each other's arms.

Amanda was gasping now, bouncing up and down rapidly, her breasts jiggling
each time she slapped down on my thighs.  Annette and I could no longer
keep our mouths in contact and we each contented ourselves with using our
hands as we continued to fondle, caress and tweak the nipples, Annette now
flailing Amanda's clit rapidly with one hand.

Amanda finally starting making a rhythmic "Oh.  Oh.  Oh." sound as she
slammed herself down onto me.  I began pushing back up as we met, adding to
the power of her landings.  Amanda gave out one last tense groan and began
convulsing on my cock.  I clamped my lips onto a nipple, now that it was
still enough to hold onto, and one hand pulled my head hard into her chest.
Her body shook as she went through her orgasm, Annette now playing much
more gently with Amanda's sensitive clitty.

Amanda fell forward and met me in a kiss, Annette soon joining us for a
three-way tongue tangle.  I moved back a bit and asked, "Is this the kind
of three-way you envisioned on the dance floor, Amanda?"

Amanda laughed shakily and said, "It's exactly what I envisioned."  She
shifted back and forth a bit on my still-hard cock and went on, "You're
still rarin' to go there, cowboy."  Her eyes went to Annette and she asked,
"Are you interested in some of this, honey?"

Annette's eyes got a gleam as she smiled and said, "I'd love to try some of
that."

Amanda slowly raised herself up until my hard cock fell out, then threw her
leg over me and stood up.  Annette reached in and started playing with it,
then leaned down and began to lick all of Amanda's juices off the rigid,
veined shaft.  Once again, the touch of her tiny tongue on my cock sent a
tremor throughout my body.  She felt it and hummed with satisfaction.

When Annette had finished and sat back up, still stroking me, Amanda said,
"Let's move to the bedroom."  She reached a hand out to help Annette up,
and as she rose, I reached one hand out to caress her cute little butt.
Annette got to her feet and turned around, giving me an impish smile.
Amanda reached a hand out to me and I took it, but as I got to my feet I
reached out and gathered both ladies into my arms, pulling them into me for
a hug, feeling their hard nipples brushing the skin of my torso, my cock
pressing hard into Annette's bare tummy.  I looked over at our untouched
drinks and thought that perhaps Amanda had known it would be a worthwhile
investment.

We walked together across the living room toward the bedroom doorway, and I
had a hand on each set of buttocks.  When we got there, I allowed them to
enter first, then followed them in, two beautifully swinging sets of hips.
Amanda went to a dresser drawer and removed a small bottle of lube and I
led Annette to the bed, sitting her down and kissing her gently but deeply.

I sat her back and put my hands under her thighs, lifting a bit, and she
pulled them up, exposing her tiny ball sack and tight anus.  I got down and
reached out my tongue, gently rimming her and causing her to moan a little.
I didn't taste anything unpleasant, and was grateful that she had cleaned
herself well before going out.  Amanda and I would often do this for each
other, and we always went to great lengths to make sure we were clean
before beginning.

I felt Amanda sit down next to us on the bed, and looked up to see her
begin to play with Annette's little tits while she kissed her.  I went back
to Annette's asshole, lightly using just the tip of my tongue to give her
the maximum titillation as I ran it in circles around her rim, tickling and
flicking across the sensitive surface.

After a couple of minutes of that I began starting to push, wanting to get
it inside her.  She had loosened up a little bit and I was able to delve in
as far as I could, mouth wide open and tongue running in and out.  Annette
was moaning, and I could feel her flexing a bit as I gave her a shallow
tongue-fuck.

I got up and lay down on the bed next to her, laying on my back with my
hard cock laying on my stomach.  She reached out to take me in her hand,
stroking me lightly as she continued to kiss Amanda.

Amanda finally broke the kiss and opened the bottle of lube.  She lubed my
cock generously and then used a bit on Annette's wrinkled butthole, running
a finger in to spread the lube inside.  When Amanda finished and stood up
to wipe the lube off her hand, Annette sat up and looked at me, then at my
cock.  She threw one leg over me, reached back to move my cock upright,
then sat back, shifting slightly as she lined it up.  When she felt she had
it in the right place, she began sitting back harder, applying pressure as
she swiveled her hips in a circular motion.  I began to do the same,
pushing up lightly but steadily, and I felt my cock slowly begin to enter
her tight ass.

Annette leaned her hands on my chest, closed her eyes and smiled, rocking
back and forth, each backward movement gaining us another little bit.  When
she had about half of me inside of her, she began pulling up farther, and
going down a bit more when she moved backward.  It only took four or five
of those longer strokes and she sat back fully onto my length.  She opened
her eyes and looked down into mine, then slowly began to move forward.

The pleasure was exquisite, her tight asshole gripping my throbbing cock as
she slid upward.  Before the head popped out, she reversed course, sliding
down equally slowly.  I couldn't believe how good it felt, and I was harder
than I could ever remember being.  She looked into my eyes as she moved
herself up and down on my hard prick.

Amanda sat down on the bed next to us, and my eyes shifted to meet hers.
She smiled at me with a look that made the word "love" pop into my head,
and I looked quickly back at Annette, slightly confused at what I thought I
had seen.

I reached my hands up to play gently with Annette's pert breasts, and she
leaned into them.  I enveloped them in my hands, squeezing gently, playing
with and lightly pinching the nipples.  Annette closed her eyes and smiled,
and began picking up the pace a little.  She was bumping against me now at
the bottom of the downstroke, pushing hard against my throbbing cock,
trying to get a little more in each time.  I began to fuck back up, and our
bodies began making a smacking sound as they met.

I felt her little cock slapping against my tummy each time we met, and the
thought of this cute little lady having a cock added some extra stimulation
for me.  My cock was beginning to throb, and I knew I didn't have long.

I began to push up hard against her, raising her up onto her knees, then
allowing her to drop back down as my hips returned to the bed.  She was
moaning steadily now, and suddenly I felt her cock dripping semen onto my
stomach.  I looked and it was still soft, but there was a small stream of
cum leaking out.

That was all I needed, and I pushed up into her as I came deeply into her
bowels, groaning and straining as my balls were drained once again.
Annette continued to moan as I finished plunging into her, trembling as her
own orgasm was coming to completion.

Annette leaned over me with her eyes closed, breathing heavily, light hair
tickling the hair on my chest as her lungs heaved for air.  After a minute,
she opened her eyes and leaned back, sitting down on my softening cock,
smiling gently at me.

Amanda leaned in and licked Annette's cum off of my stomach, then managed
to suck the cock into her mouth and get the last few drops.  When she was
finished, she leaned up to Annette to kiss her, one hand going up to cup a
pert breast while their lips met.

Amanda broke the kiss and looked down at me.  I looked at the spot where
Annette and I were joined and stuck out my tongue.  Amanda raised an
eyebrow and broke out into a smile.  She looked at Annette and said softly,
"He wants to lick you clean."

Annette looked at me very seriously for a moment, then she began to smile
too, and I thought I saw something in her eyes that made me a little
nervous.  She slid herself up off of me, then turned around and lowered her
dripping asshole over my mouth.  I spread her buttcheeks and began to lick
and slurp the cum that was beginning to leak out.

I cleaned all around her asshole, dipping my tongue in to try to fish out a
little more.  Her ass was sweet, and I thought she must have used some sort
of flavorful douche earlier.  There was none of the funky taste I had been
expecting, and I relaxed and enjoyed eating her out.

When I was finished, she moved her leg over my head and then lay down next
to me, snuggling in again and putting one hand on my chest, twisting a
finger through my sparse chest hair.  Amanda lay down on the other side and
we all just relaxed for a little bit.

Finally I cleared my throat and spoke to Annette.  "That was amazing.  I've
never felt anything quite like that before."

Annette continued to play with my chest hair, then replied slowly, rather
muffled as her cheek was against my chest.  "David, please don't think I'm
making this up, but I have never had a man make love to me that way before.
You made me feel better than I ever have, although I'm not all that
experienced.  Every other time they just wanted to use me, and they got all
the pleasure while I got nothing."

I felt a tear drop onto my chest, and quickly looked over at Amanda.  She
was looking at me too, a sad, serious look on her face, and she slowly
closed her eyes and nodded.  I looked aghast at her.  How could anybody use
a beautiful lady like this that way?  I held Annette tighter, understanding
her pain and emotional reaction.  Why would anybody treat another person
like something to be used?

Annette sniffled in my arms, and I turned my head to gently kiss the top of
her head.  I didn't know what to say, so I just held her and pressed my
lips to her head, smelling the sweet scent of her shampoo.  I looked
apologetically at Amanda, and made to move my other arm from around her.
She understood, lifting herself up a bit, and when I had Annette wrapped
tightly in both of my arms, Amanda settled back in against me.

We lay together like that until I realized that Annette had gone to sleep,
her head on my chest, my arms around her like a warm cocoon.  I looked over
at Amanda, and saw that she was watching me with wide eyes.  I pursed my
lips at her and her eyes smiled at me.  She moved a little bit and
whispered, "That's why I wanted her to meet you.  You were always such a
great lover, always thinking of me rather than yourself, and I wanted her
to feel that."  Her fingers lightly traced across my stomach as she spoke.

She continued, "We talked a lot, and she spent a few nights here with me in
my bed.  We made love, and one night she commented on the way I made her
feel, that a man had never treated her with respect before.  I told her
that I knew a man . . . a man that would treat her exactly as I had, and
knew how to love a woman's body."  She paused, then said, "A man that could
love her like a woman never could."

Amanda looked at me again and said, "You know how much I like women, and I
always will.  But there's nothing like a real cock to make me feel complete
- as long as it's on somebody like you.  You're as sensitive a lover as a
woman, and normally that sensitivity is what a man lacks.  When I said I
missed you, I really meant it."

All these nice things she was saying made warning bells ring in my brain,
but the more I thought about it, the more I remembered that Amanda and I
weren't apart because we disliked each other, it's because we weren't
interested in a long-term relationship.  Maybe she was thinking it was time
she found somebody steady, as opposed to marriage.  I'd give it some time
and see where she intended to go.

Amanda said softly, "The fact that she fell asleep in your arms tells me
that she trusts you.  She was really done with men, as much as she wanted
one.  Maybe you've cured her of that."

I cautiously glanced down at the sleeping doll in my arms and said, "Maybe
it's best if she's not cured.  If men were treating her like you said,
she'd better continue to rely on referrals from friends like you."

Amanda covered her mouth with her hand and laughed as quietly as she could.
I grinned at her and winked.  Amanda leaned forward and gave me a hearty
kiss, then slid quietly back off the bed and walked around to slip back in
behind Annette.  She spooned up to Annette and put an arm over her, then
lay her head down and closed her eyes.  I thought that seemed like a good
idea, and followed suit.  It wasn't long before I dozed off.

I was awakened by the feel of fingers playing on my stomach.  I looked down
and saw that Annette was running her fingers through the light dusting of
hair between my crotch and navel.  Once again, her feather touch energized
me and I noticed my cock start to grow.  Apparently she saw it too, because
her hand reached down to grasp me, softly stroking until I was fully hard.
Amanda had apparently already got up, as she was nowhere in sight.  I
listened, but didn't hear anything and wondered where she had got to.

I still had both arms wrapped around Annette, and she tipped her head up a
bit.  I loosened my arms and we could look at each other.  She smiled and
raised her head for a kiss.  I moved down far enough that our lips could
reach, and we exchanged several gentle kisses.  She moved back slightly and
said, "You make me feel safe."

I was moved, which confused me, but I tried to cover it by saying, "You'll
always be safe with me.  I'd never treat you like somebody to be used.  I
can't imagine how anybody could do that to you."  I softly caressed her
back with my fingertips, from her shoulders down to the little dimple above
her butt.  She shivered and broke out in goosebumps.

She climbed up to lay on top of me, my hard cock nestled between her
thighs, her little cock pressed against my stomach, and she showered me
with kisses while I continued to run my fingertips lightly up and down her
back.  My mind still found it difficult to believe that this ultimately
feminine creature was transgender.  Other than the penis, there was nothing
to indicate that she was male.  Curiosity got the better of me and I asked
her about it.

She was silent a long time before beginning to speak.  "I never felt like a
boy.  When I was nine I talked to my parents about it.  I have good
parents.  They listened to me and took me to several doctors.  I began
taking hormones when I was ten, and was raised as a girl from that time.
My name had been Andrew and they changed it to Annette.  I've been a female
as long as I can remember, but for some reason I never wanted to go through
reassignment surgery.  I . . . I like having my cock, and I love the
feeling when I come.  I don't know what might change if I had a
reassignment."

I thought I was consoling her by saying, "I think you're perfect.  I like
you just the way you are, with all the parts you have."

She lifted her head and looked at me, smiling brightly.  She said, "I know.
I saw the look in your eyes when I lowered my skirt, and I could see what
you thought of me."  She stopped then, and her smile sort of faded.  "I
think I fell in love with you right then," she said quietly, her eyes
shifting away from mine.

I didn't want her to get anything but encouragement, but it was hard.  That
word scared me, but I kept my face relaxed and I don't believe she knew
what I was thinking.  I looked at her and suddenly realized I didn't like
the way the smile had faded from her face.  I didn't want to be the guy
that kicked her when she had laid her heart out like that.

I examined myself for a little bit and wondered what I was afraid of.  I
couldn't come up with a good answer.  Why was I so afraid of a commitment?
Amanda was a wonderful lady.  Why could we never stick together?  I had
this perfect specimen laying on my body and couldn't think of a single good
reason to tell her that we couldn't be together.  I came to an abrupt
conclusion, and only hoped it wasn't my hormones talking.

My hands tightened on her back and I held her tight to me.  "Annette," I
began, "I hope you'll always love me.  Consider me yours, but please don't
break my heart."

She looked at me and her smile came back.  "Oh, David," she said, "I could
never break your heart."  That was all the answer I needed, and she dipped
her head to kiss me gently, our lips barely touching and our tongue tips
lightly tracing each other's mouths.

Amanda came strolling into the room just then and said brightly, "Aw, look
at the lovebirds.  It's about time you woke up."  She noticed the state of
my cock and added, "I see that's not the only thing that woke up."

Annette and I looked at each other and laughed.

Amanda moved up between my legs, grabbing my cock and asked, "May I?"

Annette looked at me and smiled.  "Feel free," she replied.  I smiled at
her as Amanda took me into her mouth.

I said to Annette, "What a marvelous idea.  Where might I find something
like that?"  She smiled and moved up, holding her cock up to my mouth as I
began suckling on it.  It took some time, but I enjoyed every second of it.
She was soon hard, moaning and pushing into my mouth as I sucked her and
played with her balls.

Amanda soon mounted me, and as she began riding up and down on my hard
shaft, she reached out and began to fondle Annette's breasts.  I moved a
hand from Annette's waist to trail my fingers up and down one of Amanda's
forearms.  Annette was getting more excited from the additional
stimulation, and soon gushed a small bit of semen into my mouth.  I eagerly
swallowed it as her cock softened, and she slowed her movements.  Soon she
sat back on my stomach, sitting up and reaching behind her to play with
Amanda's clit, while Amanda played with her boobs.

Annette was looking at me, a smile still on her face, when I began to cum.
I pushed up, raising both girls with the power of the push, and began to
pour a load of hot spunk into Amanda's clutching pussy.  Amanda moaned and
began to orgasm too, Annette moving her hand frenziedly on Amanda's clit
while Amanda shuddered and convulsed on my stiff prick.

Soon I was spent, and Amanda began to calm down.  Annette got off of me and
was ready when Amanda got up.  Annette took my soft cock in hand and began
licking and sucking it, enjoying my cum and Amanda's juices.  Amanda moved
up and positioned her dripping pussy over my face so I could lick and suck
her clean, the way we've always done.  After a little bit she began to
grind into my face, and shortly after had yet another orgasm, her sweet
juices running into my hungry mouth.

Amanda collapsed on the bed next to me, sliding up to give me a kiss.
Annette lay down on the other side and we all spent a few minutes relaxing
and getting our breath back.  Amanda finally said, "I'm for a shower.  You
guys can go after me, but I'm all sticky and I'm going right now."

Annette and I cuddled while Amanda showered, and when she was finished
Annette went in.  Amanda sat next to me, her wet hair hanging straight down
her back.  She smiled coyly and asked, "Did you two reach some sort of
agreement?"

I nodded and said, "Yep.  Some sort of agreement."

Her smile softened and she said, "I thought so.  I thought I saw it right
away when I came in.  She's different, happier.  Good, she needed that."

I reached out and took her hand.  I looked at her and said, "You brought us
together.  You're probably her hero right now."

Amanda laughed and asked, "But not yours?"

I looked seriously at her and said, "You've always been my hero, but
especially now.  Annette made me think, some hard thoughts, mostly about
you and me, and I realized what I was going to miss if I let you get away
this time.  I haven't spoken to Annette yet, but I have a feeling she'll
feel the same.  If we're together, I want you together with us."

Amanda was looking at me soberly.  She held my eyes for the longest time,
then said simply, "I was thinking that too, that I didn't want you to get
away, but I thought you'd be good for her and I wanted to take care of her
first.  She has needed somebody, and if I have to give you up so that she
can have you, I'm happy to do that."

Still holding her hand I replied, "I don't think you'll have to give me up.
I do think you'll have to share, though."

She laughed and said, "That I can do."  She leaned down and gave me a kiss.

Annette came out of the shower, smiling at us while toweling her hair,
beautiful body glowing on display, and I was glad I had exorcised my
demons.

I got up and took my shower.  When I came out, I found the two of them
kneeling in front of each other on the bed, hands on each others' breasts,
kissing deeply.  Amanda broke the kiss when she heard me enter the room and
looked over, saying, "Annette would love to share."

I smiled in satisfaction.

Annette coyly gave a "come hither" crook of her finger, and I approached
the bed.  She reached out and took my cock in her hand, slowly stroking it
back to hardness.  "I want to feel you inside me again," she said
throatily.

My cock twitched when she spoke, and she chuckled with lust.  She lay back
on the bed and spread her legs.  I grabbed the lube and applied a good
coating to my cock, then worked on her asshole for a while.  She was
playing with her boobs, eyes closed, while I was sliding a finger into her
cute little anus.  I finished and cleaned my hands.

I lay down between her legs and positioned my cock at her wrinkled opening,
then slowly pushed against it, rotating my hips as she flexed up to meet
me.  My cock slowly slid into her hot depths, and soon I was buried in her
bowels.  She put her legs around me, feet resting on my back, and we began
kissing while slowly making love.  I felt Amanda's hand on my back, sliding
down to my balls and fondling them while I moved in and out of Annette's
tight anus.

Soon Annette was pushing up to meet me, and I began giving little nudges as
I bottomed out.  She groaned and a small quantity of semen leaked out of
her little cocklette.  "Faster," she whispered against my cheek before
turning back to meet my lips.

I picked up my speed, moving in and out faster, but not hitting bottom as
hard.  I didn't want to hurt her, and so held back just a little bit.  She
was moaning, fucking back up to meet me, and my cock was swelling in
anticipation of pouring a load into her.

She was saying, "Oh, David.  Oh, David," over and over and I suddenly
thrust hard once into her and began coming.  "Oh, oh, oh," she said,
feeling my swollen cock throbbing inside of her as I climaxed.  I slowly
settled down, my strokes becoming short and gentle, and I felt her legs
slide off of my back.

I leaned up on my elbows and she grasped my face between her palms.  Tears
were running down her cheeks, but she had a wide smile on her face.  Her
mouth opened a couple of times, but nothing came out.  I smiled gently at
her and said, "It's OK.  I'm here."

She just nodded, smiling, understanding everything I hadn't said.

We spent the night at Amanda's, me with an arm draped over Annette while
spooned against her, Amanda behind me the same way.  When I was waking up
the next morning, I had a hard prick caught between Annette's thighs, and
she was trying to move herself so that it would slip in.  Once I was aware,
I joined in, and her hand had us positioned correctly in short order.  I
slowly sank into her, little hip movements on both of our parts
facilitating the entry.

We made slow love like this.  I had one hand playing with her breasts while
I kissed and nibbled on her neck.  As I was getting closer to coming, she
straightened her legs, the upper leg coming up and back to lay over mine.
I was able to fondle her little cock and balls, and she became hard fairly
rapidly.  I didn't want to waste her cum, so I stopped while I had a quiet
but intense orgasm into her bowels.

I didn't like to do it, but the situation called for me to move apart,
waking Amanda.  I slipped my cock out of Annette's bottom and moved back
while rolling her over and spreading her legs.  I licked and cleaned her
bum, once again noting the sweet flavor of her ass.  When I had that all
spic and span, I moved my tongue over her perineum to her balls, sucking
them into my mouth briefly and rolling them around.

I moved further up to her cock, the tip of my tongue creating a hard, wet
sensation for the length of her little cock until I reached the tip.  I
took the head into my mouth, sucking hard, then holding it while I ran my
tongue around the head a few times, tickling the tip into her piss slit.  I
finally bobbed down onto it, taking her fully in and raising back up
slowly.

She had been close, and on the second downward movement she dropped her
little load into my mouth.  I didn't swallow it, just allowing the entire
thing to collect in my mouth.  When she was done, I sucked up, letting her
cock go with a little 'pop' and sliding up her body to engage her in a
morning kiss.  She put her arms around my neck and willingly opened her
mouth for a kiss.  When her semen slid out of my mouth into hers, she
moaned and held me close to her, her tongue moving swiftly around inside my
mouth, and she pushed her body hard against me.

When her cum was finally disbursed, we dialed it down, engaging in a sweet
good morning kiss, little kisses on each other's face.  I felt Amanda's
hand on my back and raising my head, turned to look.

Amanda was laying on her side, head propped up on one hand, smiling at us
while she slowly stroked my back and side.  I smiled back at her and said,
"Good morning."  I heard Annette say the same thing from beneath me.

Amanda replied, "Good morning for you, anyway.  What about me?"

I laughed and looked down into Annette's large eyes, sparkling now with
amusement.  I asked, "So, do you think it's about time we compensated the
proprietor of this fine establishment for the outstanding accommodations?"
Annette smiled at me and nodded.

I got up and moved down on the bed, gently pushing Amanda over onto her
back and moving between her legs.  Annette moved over and gave Amanda a
good morning kiss, which Amanda eagerly returned.  Their hands moved to
each other's breasts and began caressing and tweaking the nipples.

I moved my head between Amanda's legs, inhaling the scent of her wonderful
musk.  I pushed her legs up a little bit more and she raised them for me,
exposing her sweet mostly shaved pussy and puckered asshole.  I ran my
tongue in one long swipe through her steaming slit, pausing at the top to
nibble and twiddle her little love button.  She moaned into Annette's mouth
when I sucked hard on it, and I felt her hips push up a little bit.

I worked my tongue around her tight asshole and then moved back up to her
hot pussy, pushing my tongue into it and moving it around while I used my
nose to rub across her clit.  Her juices started flowing and I began
lapping slowly from bottom to top, each time tweaking her little nubbin
with the tip of my tongue.

I continued like this for a few minutes until her hips were pushing up at
me with greater urgency.  Holding her hips, I pulled her against me while I
pushed down onto her, sucking her clit hard and twiddling it rapidly with
my stiff tongue.  Her hips flexed up jerkily, and she soon exploded in
orgasm.  Her juices flowed out and I was busy licking and lapping her tasty
nectar for a minute while she moaned and quivered on my face.

I allowed her to come down gently, slowly returning to full length licking,
with only light contact with her clit.  When I felt her breathing return to
normal I stopped and raised my head.  Annette was watching me, a loving
smile on her face while she gently played her soft hands across Amanda's
breasts, Amanda with her head laid back, sated.

I slid up on Amanda's body, kissing Annette when I reached her, then moving
a little more to give Amanda her good morning kiss.  We locked lips for a
minute, tonguing each other softly, before she backed off and said to me,
"NOW it's a good morning."

Annette and I laughed and Annette got up to use the bathroom.  When she
came out, I got up and went in, standing over the toilet while my stream
flowed out, my cock semi-hard again.  I shook myself off and went out to
see the two of them cuddling and kissing.  As I approached the bed, Amanda
got up for her morning constitutional.  Annette stood up and came to me
putting her arms around me and tipping her head back to engage in a
passionate embrace and kiss.  I ran my fingernails gently up and down her
back as we kissed.

We were still standing like that when Amanda came out, and she rubbed a
hand lightly across my bum as she passed to leave the bedroom.  I looked
down at Annette and said, "We've been in this room since early this
morning.  I think it's time we left here and took sustenance.  What do you
say?"

Annette said, "Mmmm.  As much as I hate to say it, I think you're right.
I'm starved."  I ran my fingernails lightly down her back one more time and
we broke our embrace.  She reached down for my hand and we went out into
the living room that way.

Amanda was in the kitchen, and had three glasses and a pitcher of orange
juice out on the counter.  I noted that the drinks from the night before
were gone, and realized that's where she had disappeared to the night
before.  Amanda was a very fastidious housekeeper, her place always clean
and shipshape.  We each had a glass of orange juice and chatted a bit
before Amanda asked if we would care for eggs and toast.  Annette and I
agreed and Amanda got up to prepare a small breakfast for us.

Annette and I looked at each other, and her hand reached to touch my
forearm where it was resting on the table.  We just looked at each other,
she with a little smile and me with a broad one.  Her eyes were sparkling
again, her hair was tousled and I thought she looked absolutely ravishing.

I blurted out, "You're beautiful."  Her smile grew and she replied, "Thank
you, David.  I think you are too."  She blushed and laughed lightly, saying
"I know guys aren't supposed to be considered beautiful, but I think you
are."  She looked down briefly, then back into my eyes.  "I know I only
just met you last night, but I've never been treated that way before.  You
made me feel like a lady and it occurred to me that I had never felt that
way before."  Her soft hand tightened briefly on my arm, then she
continued.

"I was hoping to meet somebody like you someday, but I had given up hope.
I have to thank Amanda for introducing us, because I would have never met
you otherwise."

I glanced over to where Amanda was working and saw her looking back and
forth at us while she worked, a smile on her face.  I smiled back at her
and said to Annette while looking at Amanda, "I have to thank her, too."  I
returned my look to Annette and said, "I think you're perfect just the way
you are, and I thought last night that I wouldn't want to miss being with
you.  That made me realize that I had been dodging commitment, enjoying the
company of ladies, but not willing to go the last step and decide to stay
with one."

I looked over at Amanda and smiled.  I went on, "On the other hand, if I
had decided to commit, I would probably have chosen Amanda, if she'd have
me, and I might have never met you.  I'm sorry for what you went through,
and it makes me angry that anybody could treat you like that, but I'm glad
I waited and you decided to confide in her.  I don't think the timing was a
coincidence."  I ran the fingertips of one hand gently down one of her bare
arms, and her eyes closed briefly, enjoying the touch.

Amanda served our breakfast and we chatted lightly while we ate.  We all
helped clean up, and when Amanda finished putting the dishes in the
dishwasher, she dried her hands while looking at me.  She looked at my
semi-hard cock and bluntly asked, smiling, "How about a tip for the chef?"
Annette and I both laughed, and I agreed that a tip was certainly
appropriate.

Amanda gently pushed me down onto one of the dining room chairs, my cock
sticking straight up.  She straddled me and slowly lowered herself onto me.
She began to rock back and forth, and put her arms over my shoulders,
looking me in the eye while she moved herself on me.  I felt a hand
fondling my balls and knew that Annette had joined us.

I slid a hand down to play with her clit, but didn't have a lot of room to
maneuver with the way she was leaning into me.  I had to content myself
with pushing up with my finger while she moved herself, but apparently she
felt that was good enough.  She smiled and made a gentle, "Mmmm," as she
rocked her hips fore and aft.  She soon began moving up and down, and I was
able to apply a little more touch to her sensitive love button.  I leaned
forward a little and took a nipple into my mouth, sucking and teasing it
with my tongue.

She began breathing rapidly and I squeezed her clit through its hood.  She
sucked a breath in through her teeth and began dropping down hard on my
rampaging cock.  Annette's hand was playing gently across my balls, cupping
them and lightly squeezing before going back to a feather touch massage.

Amanda's movements became jerky, and she moaned as she reached climax.  She
pushed down hard, and I felt her bubbling pussy squeezing and gripping my
hard shaft.  I put my hands on the chair and pushed up into her, my own
orgasm finally arriving, and fired the beginning of another load into her.
She fell forward into me, still moving her hips, and I wrapped my arms
around her, squeezing her buns as she finished her orgasm.  She shook
briefly, convulsively, gasping once as her sensitive clit rubbed against my
groin.

We sat together for a few moments then she raised her head and said, "Hmm.
How do we handle the next step?"

I knew what she was talking about, and pondered for a bit.  I glanced over
at the island and said, "There."  She followed my eyes and saw what I saw,
then smiled.

"Perfect," she replied.

She disengaged from me and hopped up onto the island, sitting back and
spreading her legs.  Unfortunately, as soon as she stepped away, Annette
began sucking and licking my cock, cleaning up the mix of cum and
`Manda-juice coating.  Amanda saw what had happened and laughed, saying "I
guess I have to get used to another person being involved."

I shrugged helplessly, enjoying the feel of Annette's ministrations.

She was soon finished and before I could get up, she stepped over to
Amanda, leaning down to plant her mouth over Amanda's dribbling pussy.
Amanda moaned and put her hands lightly on Annette's head, playing her
fingers through the soft, fine hair.  Annette slurped and sucked Amanda
clean, then stood back, her cheeks and chin shiny with Amanda's slick
sauce.

Annette turned to me, seeing me still sitting in the chair, and came over
to straddle me and settle in, putting her arms around my neck and leaning
in for a kiss.  My hands went up to her small breasts and I touched them
lightly, fondling and gently pinching the nipples.

Amanda hopped down from the island and announced that she was off for a
shower.  Annette and I continued to kiss and I waved a hand in
acknowledgment.

Later, after we were all showered and dressed, Annette and I said that we
would be leaving.  There were goodbye hugs and kisses, and Amanda more than
once commented on how well her little idea had worked out.  Annette and I
could not help but agree.

Annette soon moved in with me, and spooning became her preferred method of
going to sleep.  She said that she felt safe and loved, in addition to the
obvious bonus in the morning.  I invariably woke up with a stiffy nestled
between her thighs, and with just a little movement on our parts I could be
inside of her.  She loved doing that first thing in the morning.

I had a mountain bike and a road bike, and we got her one of each also.  We
took to making long rides on Saturday mornings, shorter distances at first
and then increasing the distance as Annette became more fit.  She joined me
in free weight workouts and was soon marveling at how well she felt.  Her
body became toned, and even more beautiful, if that was even possible.  It
was hard not to notice the looks from the other guys at the club, and I
couldn't help but be proud of her.

I took her camping for her first time, and she thoroughly enjoyed it.  One
of our greatest pleasures was making love in the fresh mountain air, the
sounds of birds twittering around us and the river rolling past while we
languidly enjoyed each other's body.

We went for a drive to visit my folks one weekend, and they were very
pleased to meet this beautiful, intelligent woman.  They had no idea what
she was, her exquisite femininity all they could see.  They commented on
how well we fit, and what a wonderful girl she was.

We became a regular couple at Sliders.  Ken was happy for us, and always
gave us a hearty greeting when we arrived.  I met her parents, and they
were as understanding as she had said.  They accepted me right away, seeing
how happy their daughter was with me.  We kept up a steady visitation with
Amanda, who we considered to be a third part of our union.

We could often be found together with Amanda, laughing and carrying on
together.  We were really more of a threesome than a couple plus one, and I
never saw the least bit of jealousy in either of them.  Amanda got all the
loving she could handle from the two of us, and we all seemed to have the
best of both worlds.

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