## Archive-name: henry-annie-me

From: ispad@aol.com (ISpad)

Subject: Bi-sexual, autobiographical

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

Henry, Annie, and Me an autobiographical experience by Spad If you'd like the rest of this, e-mail IMSpad@aol.com I'd known them for about three years. Henry had installed some new plumbing fixtures in my fitness center. We'd talked and sort of hit it off and began to see each other socially. At first I'd been married but then my wife and I divorced. My ex skipped the state to avoid prosecution for embezzling money from the business but my friendship with Henry and Annie grew closer as they looked after me during the traumatic legal battle. They were both about my age, 44, with Henry being a year older and Annie a couple of years younger. He was taller than I, almost six feet. With graying hair, a slim build and blue eyes. Annie was shorter, about five-four. With a great figure. Her breasts were outstanding. Her nipples must have been large because they always protruded no matter what she wore. In her bikini, they were mouth-watering, to say the least. One Saturday Henry and I were riding around in his truck, running errands when he casually asked, "What do you think of Annie?" "Hey, Annie's great, the best. You're a lucky guy. "You ever think about making it with her?" This question was as casual as the first, but I was stunned. How do you answer that? I could piss him off either way. If I said "no" would he think I meant she was good enough for him but not me? If I said "yes" would he think, having lost my own, I was after his wife? I decided that honesty was the best policy so replied, "Yeah, I have, she's a sexy lady." "How about tonight?" My brain felt frozen. Was this a trick they were playing? If so, I was going to play along, but cautiously. "What time?" I croaked, trying to be cool. Henry turned to see if I was ok, then patted my knee and said, "It's cool, nine o'clock ok?" "Sure, I'll bring some wine." Joe cool at his best. "Not necessary, but that'll be fine." I showed up at their house in the foothills at nine sharp, still not knowing what to expect. Either sex with Annie, or a big laugh at my expense. I nervously rang the bell as though I hadn't been there a hundred times. Henry answered the door and led me to the living room. I knew right then that this was no joke. Annie was on the couch in a red baby-doll nightie that left absolutely nothing to my imagination. Her nipples were even larger than I'd thought and her breasts, though firm and high, seemed to hang heavy with anticipation. "Sit next to me, and get comfortable," she smiled. I sat next to her and she leaned over to kiss me, running her hand under my knit shirt. As we kissed, I forgot all about Henry and placed my hand over her left breast, feeling the nipple grow even more rigid and extend into my hand. She returned the favor by groping my cock through my sweat pants. It was already hard and dripping. As we broke the kiss, she said, "Let's get undressed." As if you could call what she was wearing dressed. I shed my shirt, shoes, and sweats like they were on fire. When I sat back down she'd tossed the nightie to the back of the couch. We kissed again, this time I slid my hand between her spread thighs and cupped her silky bush. I could feel that her lips were already damp and squeezed slightly to enjoy the feeling of her cunt in my hand. As we lashed our tongues together, I felt a hot tongue run over my cock. I knew where Annie's tongue was, so this had to be. . . Henry! Before I could recover from this shock, I felt his mouth descend down the length of my still-throbbing tool. His fingers encircled the base and stroked me as he sucked the head . Annie spread her legs a little more and, without thinking, I pushed a finger into her pussy. It was as wet and hot as Henry's mouth on my dick and I threw my doubts to the wind and pulled Annie against me to feel her breasts against my chest as we continued our kiss. Her nipples were making dents in my pectorals while I rubbed her clit with the juice I'd gathered from her love nest. Henry was alternating between sucking my cock and licking my balls. When Annie said, "I want you in me, now." I could never refuse a lady making that request and this was no exception. I knelt on the floor between her spread knees and Henry guided my dick to his wife's pussy. It slid home smoothly as a banana through whipped cream. She was so wet I could feel hot cunt cream soaking my balls as I held it deep inside her, savoring the feeling of first penetration into a new pussy. Henry got up on the couch and knelt by Annie, rubbing his hard meat on her cheek. She turned her head and slurped him into her mouth as I began to pump in and out of her quivering snatch. I'd seen a lot of porno films of cock sucking but this was incredible, just inches from my face, Annie was sucking Henry's dick and massaging his balls. She rolled her eyes to look at me and winked. I smiled back and she pulled Henry's prick, shiny with her saliva from her mouth and pointed it at me, obviously expecting me to suck it. What was I to do? I'd never sucked a cock. I had mine sucked by a male cousin when we were about ten or eleven years old, but I'd never done this! What was the etiquette in social situations like this? I think Miss Manners overlooked this one. I realized I had no choice, here I was fucking my friend's wife after he'd sucked my cock, and now his wife was offering his to me. I did it. His uncircumcised cock was smooth, very hard and felt surprising good as it slid into my mouth, resting heavily on my tongue. I glanced at Annie, whose eyes were glowing as she watched me suck her husband's dick while my own was buried deep in her pussy. She smiled and bent to lick Henry's balls as he slowly pumped in and out of my face. To my amazement, this was not just good, it was tremendously exciting. After I'd sucked Henry for a few minutes, Annie pulled his dick from my mouth and started sucking it herself. Taking a clue from her, I bent to run my tongue over his lightly-haired balls. I could feel them shifting in his scrotum as I pressed my tongue against them. Never having done this before, I wasn't sure what to do, but I knew what I liked and thought if I just did that, I couldn't be too far off. Henry's sounds of approval told me that one of us was doing something right, but was it me or Annie? I gave his balls an experimental swipe up the back and was rewarded with an "Ahhh, that's good," from Henry. So I wasn't a total loss. Annie's pussy was getting so wet I knew there'd be a big spot on the couch before we were through. I felt my own balls rubbing the fabric of the cushion as I ground my dick deep inside her. She pulled Henry's tool out of her lips and we switched yet again. This time I sucked the head much more enthusiastically, bobbing it back and forth to fuck him with me face. Henry's hands came down to steady my head as he shortened the strokes. I could tell that he was getting close to coming but didn't want to just yet. After we'd traded Henry's cock back and forth a few more times, Annie asked us to trade positions so Henry could fuck her, too. I knelt on the floor to guide his cockhead to her well-fucked hole. I gave her clit a lick and pushed my tongue as far into her passage as it would go, savoring her juices. To be fair, I gave Henry a final suck before I sent him off balls-deep in his wife's quim. When I took his position on the couch, Annie sucked my dripping tool in as though it was the fountain of life. When she'd sucked all traces of her fluids from it, she offered it to Henry. Now it was my turn to benefit from this double treat. Her lips and tongue on my balls made his sucking of my cock ten times the thrill I'd ever felt from being sucked before. As we traded back and forth, I became so excited, I knew I was losing control. Annie was squirming on the couch and rubbing her clit as she neared orgasm. She began a humming moan around my cock and I felt a sloppy wet finger (hers?) tickle my ass, then probe inside. Annie must have been coming as her sucking became erratic and the very hard. I couldn't hold back and released a long stream of semen into her mouth. She was making little "ummm" sounds and I felt her tongue lapping the head as more of my cream throbbed into her face. Henry pulled out of her pussy, climbed on the couch and presented his cock to her face. It must have been her finger in my ass, because it was still there as he moved. She gave me a final lick and traded my rapidly softening tool for Henry's Steely Dan. As she switched, I could see a small drop of my come on the corner of her lips. I tried to lick his balls, but he was fucking her mouth so hard, I could only give them an occasional swipe as they went by. I pulled away a little to watch the action and saw her twirl a finger in her gaping cunt, then push it into Henry's ass. 'This must have been what she did with me,' I thought. If it affects him like it did me, he won't last much longer. This turned out to be true as his thighs twitched as he held his cock deep in Annie's mouth and began to come. I reached over and held his balls as he'd done to me and watched Annie swallow his semen. When we finally collapsed on the couch, Annie smiled at me and asked, "Surprised?" "Astonished is more like it," I answered. "And poleaxed with pleasure, too," I added.
Henry, Annie, and Me, Part Two
Spad
As we relaxed on the couch, I had to ask, "Why me? Not that I'm complaining, but what made you both think of me?"
"Oh come on, we saw how you looked at Annie, we're not exactly blind."
"Yeah, especially when I wore my orange bikini. you couldn't keep your eyes off my boobs. I could see you got a hard-on every time I bent over, too."
"Hey, that thing doesn't hide much. I'm not made of stone, you know."
"Oh yeah? This thing felt pretty stony a little while ago," Henry retorted as he gave my cock a squeeze.
"What made you think I'd go for all this? I mean, I'd never, well, done a lot of things."
"Like suck Henry?" Annie asked. "Somehow we just knew that when it came time, you'd be ready. Were you? Did it bother you?"
"I guess not, I did it. What surprised me was that I liked it."
"You mean to tell us that you'd never. . . Not ever?" Annie was a little shocked.
"No, when I was a kid I had a cousin suck me once in a while, but I never did him. Guess I was missing out on something."
"Annie gets really turned on watching. If you didn't notice." Henry was holding his cock as well as mine, now.
"Mmm, yes. It gets me hot to watch two guys do each other." Annie added.
"How about having two guys do you?" I asked. "You seemed to like that, too."
"Let's see," Henry said. "If I take this one, and you take the other. . ." He began sucking her right nipple. I got the hint and drew her left nipple into my lips, feeling it start to grow in my mouth. I let my hand wander between her legs to find Henry had beaten me there. He shifted to give me some room by pushing into her cunt while I played with her extended clit.
"Ohh, God. That's so good, don't stop. Suck my titties." Henry pulled his fingers out of Annie and smeared her juices over her tits where we eagerly licked it off. It was so good that I moved down to the floor between her legs and buried my tongue in her snatch, lapping like a madman. After a minute or so of this, she pushed me to my back and straddled my face, sucking my cock in to the root as she lowered her silky fur to my eager mouth. I continued to lick from her clit to her dripping cave, fondling her nipples as I did. Henry moved behind her and I had a worm's-eye view of his prick nosing into her cunt as his balls dragged over my forehead.
I stuck my tongue up to lap around her labia where they were gripping the base of his cock. I tried, but couldn't force it in alongside his prick, so gave his balls a couple of licks instead. Judging from his reaction, he liked that at least as well. He thanked me by pulling from her pussy and letting me suck her sauce from his dick. It was great.
Annie lifted her head from my crotch and said she wanted to try a new position. This was so good, I couldn't imagine what she wanted. I soon found out when she rolled on her back and had me put her legs over my shoulders to fuck her. Henry straddled her head and she began licking his balls as he pushed his cock into my face. Here I was again, balls-deep in his wife and he expected my to suck him. This time, I was more sure of myself and took him in eagerly. As we all worked on each other, Annie pulled a cushion from the couch and put it behind her head so she could twist to the side and watch me giving the second blowjob of my life. I suddenly, if appropriately, thought of a cartoon I'd seen years before. It was a completely black panel with the caption, "Suck, Mary, suck. Blow is just a figure of speech."
I felt Annie's fingers exploring her pussy then move away. Henry gave a lurch then a contented sigh as she ran the slick digit around, then into his ass. I should be so lucky, I thought and stepped up my sucking and fucking. When I felt Annie quiver through a small orgasm, I wondered again what was the etiquette here. Should I come first and then let Henry have sloppy seconds? Pull out and let him go first? Did he plan to come in my mouth? I wasn't sure I was ready for THAT, even though I'd done it plenty with my ex-wife and other partners. Before I could resolve these issues, Henry pulled out of my mouth and said, "Let's trade."
"Yes, whimpered Annie, I want some more." More what I wasn't sure, but whatever it was, I was willing to give it to her. She pulled her legs from my shoulders and lay flat on her back. Henry began sucking her cunt and she motioned me to kneel over her face. When I did, she began by licking my balls, all the way back to my ass, then sucked my cock deep in her mouth. I leaned forward with my hands on the floor to keep my weight off her and allow her to suck as much of my cock as she wanted. Henry had moved up and I looked over my shoulder to see him plunging his dick into her cunt.
This was getting to be more than I could handle and I knew that I was about to come. Annie held my hips and tickled my ass with a finger. As I was about to let loose, she disappointed me by pulling her finger away. I wasn't disappointed long, though when I felt a hot, wet tongue circle my back door, then cautiously poke inside. Of course, it was Henry, driving me over the top and I came instantly, squirting long streams of cock juice into Annie's mouth. She seemed to gurgle happily around my sex drill as it unloaded on her tongue. Henry switched to a finger in my ass, massaging my prostate until I thought I'd never have any come again.
I collapsed to the side, and watched as he shuddered through his own climax, I noticed how his hips jerked as he filled her depths with semen. I leaned over to kiss Annie, my mouth skidding on a drop of my own come dribbling from her lip. It was familiar. It wasn't the first time I'd tasted my own juices.
"Thanks, I needed that," I quipped. "It was absolutely the greatest."
"I think we all enjoyed that," replied Annie. "I know Henry did. I could feel him twitching when he got off. He does that when it's a really good one."
Henry was laid back against the couch. He looked like a bowl of limp noodles, his prick lay against his thigh, come seeping from the tip, the rest slick with Annie's cream. She crawled over to him and slurped the pliant prick into her mouth, cleaning it of the sex gravy they'd made. "Oh, I'm sorry, did you want some of this?" She held the flaccid member up to my gaze. I knew what she wanted was to see me sucking it, so I moved over and drew it in so she could watch. After her mouth, it was totally cleaned of any flavor at all. She milked the base and a small drop of come oozed onto my tongue. I pulled back, leaving a strand between my lip and his cock tip. "Ohhh, nice," she cooed, moving in to lick the shimmery string from my face. As we kissed again, I could taste the mixture of juices on her mouth. It was really a night of firsts for me.
I went home that night with a mixture of feelings. This had been the best sex I could remember for a long time. But this thing with Henry was confusing. I thought I knew them both pretty well, now I'd learned that he was bi-sexual and what about me? Was it just the excitement of having Annie, whom I'd secretly lusted over for years? Was I just doing this to please her? But I had to admit, I LIKED the feeling of Henry's hard dick in my mouth as I fucked Annie. It hadn't really bothered me to lick his balls or do anything else with him. I hadn't felt any urge to kiss him or do anything really kinky, but what I had done did feel right. What if he wanted to fuck my ass? I'd had a girlfriend a while ago that used to do me with a dildo or a vibrator and I'd liked that. But it was with a woman. Still, I was really curious. What would it feel like? I suspected it might be better than the double dildo Pat had used. She used to put one end in her pussy and fuck me with the other. I used it on her, too. I'd hold it between my legs to fuck her pussy while I had my cock in her ass. She'd liked the "anal stimulation" as she'd called it. Henry was about the same size as the dildo. So I knew there wouldn't be any problems taking it. What if they wanted me to fuck Henry? Could I keep it up to do that? I went to sleep with more questions than I had answers.
About three days later I had a call from Annie. She wanted me to come over and spend Saturday night. "The kids will be at my folks for the weekend. We thought we'd have a cook-out and, well, you know." I could almost see her blush over the phone.
"Sounds great, I'll bring some beer and steaks."
"Fine, we'll have everything else. Oh, you won't need a suit for the spa or pool." she giggled a little as she anticipated my reaction.
"I take it there won't be anyone else there, then."
"No, just us chickens."
"Sure you don't mean Jaybirds?"
"You're bad, be here at six."
I showed up at six on the tick, a little nervous but already semi-hard thinking about her breasts with their long nipples and silky bush with the velvet lining.
Henry answered the door and led me to the back patio. Their house was on the side of a hill with most of the property in back and no neighbors above them. We'd have complete privacy around the pool and spa.
Annie was in a robe that matched Henry's, blue silk with geometric designs in dark blue and green. She kissed me and handed me a package, neatly gift-wrapped. I traded the steaks for it, having given Henry the case of Moosehead earlier.
"What's this, my birthday's a long way off."
"Just a little something for a good friend. Open it." When I pulled the lid off the box, I saw it was a robe, to match theirs. Not only was it beautiful, but symbolic, too.
"Well, are you going to model it?" Henry called over his shoulder as he maneuvered steaks on the grill.
"Now?" I asked.
"Now," said Annie. Not being one to buck the tide, I started for the house to change. Annie followed me and led me to their bedroom instead of the guest room I usually stayed in. "Let's get out of those things," she said, pulling my shirt over my head. I kicked my shoes off and sat on the bed to let her pull my shorts off. She got the underwear with them and as she worked them over my feet gave my cock a little kiss as it bobbed in front of her.
"Are we going to start before we eat?" I asked.
"I thought we could talk." She handed me the robe and sat next to me. As she leaned forward, her robe gaped open and I could see one of those magnificent nipples. "I want to make sure you're, well, comfortable with what we did last week. If you'd rather not uh, with Henry. . ." Now she was blushing.
"No, I've thought about it and I know that I liked it. It's just new to me so you may have to be patient and sometimes tell me what to do. If it comes to something I don't like, I'll say so. But I've decided to try anything that doesn't involve drugs or hurting someone."
"Good, because that's our rules here. We won't have anything to do with any drug. I can hardly get Henry to take an aspirin. You know that." She laid her hand on my leg, just below my cock, which was starting to grow again and I was sure had an oil leak.
"You know how much I liked it last week. I trust you two enough that I'm not concerned about anything. Let's just enjoy and be happy."
"Good now that that's clear, we can eat. May I have an appetizer?" She held my dick through the robe.
"OK, but let's not stain my new robe, OK?"
"No problem," she said as she flipped the robe aside and sucked me in to the root. I felt her tongue lapping all the lubrication from the head as she sucked me gently. When I was slick and clean, she stopped and said, "Let's go eat."
When we joined Henry on the Patio, I caught the smile she exchanged with him, evidently letting him know that everything was cool. I helped put the salads and Annie's special baked potatoes on the table. She'd slice them open and pour in a special mixture of butter and spices that I loved.
She kept the recipe secret, saying as long as she had a hold on me, I'd keep coming back. Henry served up the steaks and we settled down for a serious pig-out.
The dinner conversation centered mostly around business, Henry's construction and supply business and my Karate school. I'd had a Nautilus fitness center before the divorce but had eventually closed it rather than let my ex and her lawyer steal it. I really hated that because the income was phenomenal, and while not making me rich, I was certainly well-off. But that's a different and sadder story.
When all the dishes were in the washer, we headed for the spa as we usually did. This time, though was different. Instead of me being tantalized by Annie's orange bikini, I was treated to her nude body and, I admit, my growing interest in Henry's organ.
I settle into the bubbling warmth with a contented sigh and a glass of white zinfandel. Annie and Henry positioned themselves on either side of me. Through the foam, I could see Henry's cock waving in the currents and Annie's tits bobbing at the surface. She leaned her right nipple into my arm and kissed me, gently at first, then with passion, out tongues thrusting and parrying like fencers in a tournament. A hand grasped my stiffening organ and when I looked down, Henry had one hand on my dick and one on Annie's dark-furred pussy. I could see he'd already worked a finger into her as he simultaneously stroked my foreskin back and forth under the water.
Annie held a breast out to me and I happily sucked her turgid nipple between my lips. Henry's head lightly bumped mine as he did the same on her other breast. Annie leaned back and sighed, "This is great, a steak dinner and then two cocksuckers to lick my titties." Her nipples, at least the one I had in my mouth were at rigid attention and she was lightly thrusting her hips at Henry's hand in the water.
"Let's go in the house," Henry said. Because we were limited in what we could do in the spa, we all made a bee-line for the bedroom. We didn't even dry off first. As we hit the King-sized water bed, I snuggled between Annie's legs and began licking her cunt lips. She lay back and accepted my efforts like a queen receiving gifts from her subjects. I was stretched out on my stomach between her legs and Henry was between my legs, licking my balls. My cock was trapped under my body and I raised up a little to free it, never removing my mouth from Annie's juicy box. Instead of reaching around to play with my boner as I expected, Henry ran his tongue up over the back of my balls between my cheeks, over my anus and to the top of my ass crack.

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