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“I want another bit of jewellery put in her pussy” I told Toby the moment we got into his studio. Annette sat in one corner and waited, all on edge with anticipation while we talked about her as if she wasn’t there.

“More rings, is it?” he asked cheerily.

“One of them knobbly things, right at the top” I said.

Toby went all serious for a moment.

“She ready for that do you think?”

“I think she is!”

“She’ll be aroused all the time……”

“She already is!” I said.

Toby laughed dirtily.

“Fantastic!” he said. “When can I do it?”

“Now! Today! Right after you’ve fucked her!” I said while in the corner of the room, like little Jean Horner, Annette jiggled excitedly.

………………

This time it was different and he was different with her. For a start he did it to her with her clothes still on. The skirt and the blouse I’d brought her in anyway as that was all I’d allowed her to wear, with the skirt still bearing stains from what we’d done earlier. This time he lay on the floor and she got astride him and I got a thrill watching her riding him that way around. This time he didn’t get embarrassed or self conscious or worried about anything, he simply held his cock upright and let her impale herself on it.

And this time they both looked at me, as soon as they were ready, all smiles and asked if I’d like to join in.

I took my trousers and briefs off completely so I could stand comfortably astride Toby while Annette sucked my cock. Between us we managed to tear the front of her blouse apart enough to release her tits and several moaning minutes were spent while we mauled and kneaded them. For a while as I stood there I wondered about the view of me Toby was having; for all his eagerness initially suddenly he wasn’t saying much.

I turned to one side and looked down at him and saw him gazing studiously upwards. He didn’t smile when he caught my eye, nor did he make any attempt to look away, and that got me thinking about all kinds of direction to explore all over again.

They took their time with one another did Annette and Toby but then I suppose Annette also took her time with me. I had to take a couple of short steps backwards anyway, at one point when Toby pulled her closer to him by her tits.

“Have to get some harness for you if you don’t behave!” he told her half seriously “A bridle and bit to make you dribble when you’re on your hands and knees”

By way of reply Annette began kissing Toby messily.

“Do you like the taste of my hubby?” she breathed.

Her mouth was cooler and drier when she came back to me, her teeth somehow sharper, her jaws closer together. She swallowed quickly and easily the first squirt of my cum then kept the rest in her mouth to present to a very excited Toby.

He was well past caring what she did to him by that time anyway, accepting her sloppy kiss like a drowning man clutches a lifebelt, allowing her to smear saliva and semen all over his face. Seconds later she arched her back and squeezed him and he actually began to scream.

There was a bundled up skirt in the way of me seeing very much at the front but they were too close together at that point anyway, so I held the damn thing up at the back just so I could look at her arse.

Annette moved again when she realised what I was doing, pushing her hips backwards against the thrust of his prick. I saw the way they fitted together like that, her lips bulging around him, his cock, engorged and shining fitting tightly and on either side, gleaming gently, the rings he’d originally put in.

I suppose the idea came into my head sometime about then. If you like I added two and two together and came up with five. At least in my mind I did. So I squatted and ran my fingers along her bulging cunt lips and at the same time, very gingerly, allowed them to brush against Toby’s prick.

It was taking a chance I know, had it been wrong he might have gone off the boil there and then. After all one man does not usually touch another man’s prick without good reason, certainly not without an invitation of some kind. As it was Toby’s screams grew in intensity and Annette’s yells of encouragement got thrown in until it was obvious that the pair of them, lucky bastards were going to cum at the same time.

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For a short while silence reigned, a silence spoiled only by the sound of heavy breathing. I sat on the floor and suddenly felt quite knackered, worn out and breathless even though I hadn’t really done anything. For a short while I simply gazed at the pair of them and wondered, where the hell was it all going and had Toby really fallen asleep.

Then Annette stood up unsteadily, cum dripping from her in long streamers.

“Fucking helllllll!” she enunciated with feeling.

Of course poor Toby got up eventually as well, grinning sheepishly when he saw us both looking at him. I found my clothes, untangled them and put them on rather reluctantly, all the time thinking about the way Toby had looked at my arse.

“Wonderful Toby!” I told him warmly “Really enjoyed it……”

“Oh fuck……yeah!” Annette said “Now, about the other thing you want to put in my pussy……”

Toby and I looked at each other knowingly.

“Have a seat and I’ll show it to you” Toby said grandly.

Annette grinned and was out of her two bits of clothing in seconds.

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Even then we could only persuade Annette to sit in the chair after a great deal of horseplay, groping and giggling. When she did concede she did so with her legs spread apart lewdly with, palely and unmistakeably, Toby’s stuff dribbling from her continuously.

“Why shouldn’t I sit like this?” she asked when I commented “both of you know what it looks like so why must I hide it?”

“It would help considerably if you could sit still for one second!” Toby complained with exaggerated irritability.

“Behave!” I scolded “Otherwise I shall take you home without getting anything put in!”

“I’ve already had something put in!” Annette pouted, pretending to masturbate. Toby looked at me and rolled his eyes.

What the hell am I to do with her, I wondered secretly. She really is getting out of hand.

“Haven’t you had enough yet?” Toby asked pointedly.

“I don’t think I shall ever have enough!” she complained “Here I am naked and willing with two grown men close by and only one of them has fucked me……”

It got sillier after that. Sexier sillier and more arousing for all of us. Toby had his trousers off a split second before I did and very soon after that Annette had a stiffening cock in each hand.

We kissed her alternately, back and forth while she squirmed and giggled and stroked us slowly, then we kissed her breasts, one each, pulling on the nipple rings with our teeth and, when she was close to falling out of the chair through excitement we took one ring each and pulled her pussy lips apart.

“Messy!” Toby commented as she dribbled freely.

Annette giggled.

“Juicy!” I added.

“Looks like cum” Annette suggested.

She began to suck Toby first, her lips shaping themselves around his cock lovingly then after a moment she allowed him to slip out and turned her attentions to me. I had my first opportunity then to see how big Toby’s cock actually was. I can honestly say I am no slouch myself but I swear Toby was twice the size of me. He was paler too with a much looser foreskin and a pinker knob. I looked down at Annette and she, still full of herself, looked back up at me and winked.

We played with her while she sucked us and wanked us alternately, getting wetter and messier as time went on. Unbelievably I soon felt myself wanting to cum again, less than half an hour after I’d spurted so wonderfully into her mouth.

“I hope……” she murmured at one point “……that one of you……will……”

“ ‘S your turn to screw her now!” Toby said, grinning at me.

………………

We managed to let go of her for long enough for her to turn over onto her hands and knees then she got Toby’s trunk into her mouth again and presented her backside beautifully, oh so beautifully to me.

Toby focussed his gaze exactly as I knew he would, not exactly expressionless but not exactly smiling either. A look which almost said ‘I’m going to do it like that once you have finished with her’

Both of them were grunting like little pigs at the trough when I slipped in slowly, thrilled beyond belief by her slippery heat. Two strangers had filled her to overflowing the night before, I’d added something after them and some more later still, then Toby had topped her up not long ago. Now after my first luxurious thrusts she began to leak copiously.

At fifty three years old Annette is by no means in the first flush of youth. She had brought two kids into the world and borne her fair share of trouble and strife but time has been kind to her for all that. She still has a very attractive body even if, as a biased husband I say so myself. Unlike many middle aged ladies she has neither put on very much unwanted weight nor lost very much of the figure she had when I first knew her in her twenties. Her skin is softer now of course and her breasts looser and larger and lie closer to her than they once did but are no less attractive for all that. Her belly is looser too, the result of child bearing with the associated stretch marks, but her pussy is as tight and as delicious as it ever was.

Except immediately after Toby has had her of course. Then it becomes fuller, loosely relaxed and deliciously arousing in an altogether different kind of way.

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I had to make light of it; the feelings were too good not to and the stream of supercharged sexual thoughts flowed endlessly. Annette felt, smelled and reacted like no other woman I could ever remember and the delight Toby was showing quite openly on his face was truly memorable. Not surprisingly, when we looked up momentarily from the job in hand we caught each other’s eye instantly. There was merriment there, mixed with a barely suppressed raw lust, both tempered with another emotion I did not properly understand.

“I’m going to be in no fit state to do another piercing!” he said to no-one in particular.

“And she is in no state to have it!” I agreed.

“Shall we leave it for another day?”

“But I want it!” Annette managed.

“You always want it!” I told her.

Toby laughed, said something about a midlife crisis which sort of implied Annette would live to be over a hundred and convinced me I’d be dead from exhaustion long before that.

Matters came to a head a little while after that and, as might have been expected, Toby started it. I thought he was fooling around to begin with, playing silly buggers or somehow getting a series of electric shocks. I’d been holding myself in check for some time, cruising along in that heady state of megalomania which no drug or alcohol could ever bring, wanting to let go and wanting to hold on for as long as I could, both at the same time. Annette seemed tireless, limitless and a lot of other things I could not be bothered to name and between us we’d evolved a kind of rocking, jerking rhythm with, perversely Annette as relaxed as a woman could be in the company of two men and Toby growing ever more rigid by the minute. When he uttered a couple of deep volcanic grunts I knew it was time for me to hurry up.

Somehow we managed what I can only describe as a miracle, one with absolutely no religious content. Unless of course you consider, as some do, a woman’s body to be a temple, in which case both Toby and I were worshipped utterly at the twin altars of it.

Even our prayers were an assortment of noises, incomprehensible except to another worshipper. Annette coughed and made some gagging noises which clashed rather with Toby’s eruptive grunting. As for me I almost cried with relief.

And then what? A peculiarly disjointed series of little events the visions of which will stay with me forever.

Toby, red faced and open mouthed staggering backwards half a step; Annette dribbling and gulping noisily as she spat out his prick and the bubbles of cum which welled as if by magic out of her when I withdrew, that made their way shinily down the insides of her legs.

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We allowed her to sit in the chair again afterwards. It seemed only right that she should. I thought Toby was going to say something significant but he merely opened and closed his mouth a couple of times without anything at all coming out. Seen full frontal his cock, even flaccid was still impressive and for a moment I wondered why he apparently wasn’t more popular with women. He had everything going for him, I thought and yet he remained unmarried. Was it by choice or something else and was I missing something significant?

Slowly the atmosphere cooled. I discovered I could breathe again and re-remembered how to think of anything which wasn’t disgustingly sexual in it’s entirety. Annette appeared radiant, bright pink all over except for her nipples which were darker and shaper looking than I’d ever seen them. Needless to say once again she lolled in Toby’s chair with her thighs well apart.

“Aaaaah!” Toby breathed suddenly “That……”

He looked at me questioningly.

“What?” I asked.

“I was going to say……”

Annette giggled and I found myself staring at the seat of the chair where a puddle of pale fluid grew and grew until it burst free from the confines of the cushion and cascaded noisily onto the floor in a smooth stream.

“Oh I say!” Toby exclaimed dramatically while the flow continued.

“Sorry!” Annette said in between giggles “I couldn’t hold on any longer……”

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