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 Annette Plays With Herself...  A Note From Her Husband, Roger 11-17-98

   by Roger



   Usually Annette writes these tales of our past adventures, but after
talking about it, we decided I should tell this story, since Annette was
concentrating all of her attention on her sweet little pussy and not on the
way she looked.

   Basically, what happened is that our friend Jason was over one
afternoon, and Jason, Annette and I were watching a ballgame.  Annette was
between Jason and me, and I had my arm around my wife.  After the game
ended, we sat around for awhile...  just bullshitting.  I noticed that
Jason's cock had swollen while he was looking at Annette.  She looked
dynamite in some very white, and very short, shorts that showed off her
long and sexy legs.

   I don't know what got into me; sometimes I just get into a mood. 
Anyway, I leaned over and whispered to Annette, "Why don't you put on a
show for Jason and me?"

   Annette looked puzzled.  "What kind of a show?" she asked.  I replied,
"Why don't you play with yourself?  Play with yourself until you cum."

   Annette smiled a sexy smile and giggled a little bit, but through the
years I've found she is always game for any sexual adventure I can come up
with.  She tugged off her shirt, then turned her back to me.  "Undo me,"
she said.

   I unsnapped her bra, and her springy tits...  with their luscious
strawberry nipples...  immediately popped into view.  She kicked off her
Nikes and socks.  Lifting her hips, she slipped her shorts and panties off
at the same time.  Suddenly, there was this naked cutie on the couch
between Jason and me.  Annette had been tanning for several months, so her
skin was golden and smooth.

   Annette sat with her heels on the couch, her cute little knees bent and
her thighs open.  At first, she watched us watching her, with a coy smile
on her face.

   Annette let her fingertips glide over her inner thighs, from her knees
upwards toward her pussy.  Slowly, sensually, she kept repeating and
repeating the motion.  I could catch the faint fragrance of her pungent
aroma as she became aroused.

   Gradually, Annette let her finger drift over her full labia, though her
fleecy pussy hair.  She let her head rest back against the couch and closed
her eyes, giving in to the sensations building in her twat.

   Jason and I took our peckers out of our pants.  We stroked our meat as
we watched Annette pleasuring herself.

   With her left hand, Annette continued the silky, gliding motion over her
twat.  With her right hand, she caressed her pert titties, every now and
then squeezing the darkening pink nipples.  The tips of her breasts stood
out proudly.

   She sighed as she teased and pleasured herself.  I was stroking my cock
with a long flowing stroke.  Jason was clearly enjoying Annette's show, as
he continued to stroke himself.

   Annette used her left hand to open the petals of her pussy, showing us
the warm, wet and gleaming pinkness within.  With her right hand, she
stroked and flicked her clit.  Her love button grew, lengthened and swelled
until it looked like it ached.  Annette massaged and fondled her pink bud.

   Finally, she plunged her two middle fingers into her twat.  She sighed
deeply, and her eyes closed.  She explored her cunt, locating some
especially sensitive spots deep within.  Whenever her fingers reappeared
they glistened wetly with her nectar.

   The perfume of her desire was very strong and pungent now.  Annette's
hand jiggled away in her cunt.  Her pussy made slurpy, wet and sticky
sounds as she finger-fucked herself eagerly now.  She was panting.

   "Fuck," Jason muttered, beating his meat in time to Annette's
self-fucking, "she's driving me wild!" "Beautiful, Honey," I whispered to
her.  "Keep it up."

   She moaned, jerking her hips, fucking her hand.  Her firm, golden body
gleamed with perspiration.

   She could barely talk when she stuttered, "I'm--I'm cumming now."

   Her pussy actually seemed to clamp down on her fingers, and I thought
her juices even spurted a little bit.  She held her breath and shuddered.
The leather couch was wet beneath her twat.

   About the same time, I exploded myself.  My first couple of shots landed
on Annette's tummy.  Jason did the same.  Purring, Annette rubbed the sperm
from our eruptions onto her titties and twat.

   "Was that a good enough show?" Annette asked all innocently, as we
kissed.  "More than good enough," I assured her.

   Well, I hope you enjoyed this as much as Jason and I did watching
Annette get off.  She glowed, she was so damned beautiful afterwards!
   Later, Roger