Reunion with Annie

At first, she seemed like she was being conscious of keeping our cocks separate and not touching, stroking one with her hand while she bobbed up and down on the other one, only occasionally letting one go so she could cup the lucky man's balls with her spare hand, or graze them with her fingernails. It wasn't too long, though before she started to get a little sloppier and impatient when she was going back and forth, her husband's cock just barely popping out of her mouth before she took me into her mouth, saliva dripping down her chin. Before long, she had one cock in each hand, and was just going back and forth between us, trying to bring us closer so she could switch faster. It was at that point that she pulled us together so close that our cocks actually touched and rubbed against each other, slick with her saliva. Once she had them both together, she started to rub us together gently, kissing, and licking and sucking both of us at the same time.

"I've fantasized about doing this since I was lying in my bed late at night in high school..." she said.

It was one of the weirder experiences I've ever had - I never thought I would be in this position. It was definitely a hetero-flexible kind of a thing, but once I was in the situation, it was not as uncomfortable as I would have thought. Then again, Annie had a way of pushing boundaries. After all, I thought, she had blindfolded me all those years ago, and then coerced me into sucking off one of her friends (an experience I have not ever repeated but will never forget). And I had just eaten her husband's semen out of her open pussy, but I still considered myself 'straight.' Was I going to get squicked-out over having my cock rubbing against another guy's if it was a byproduct of both of us getting blown at the same time by his wife? I think not.

As I mentioned earlier, now that they were together side by side, it was almost uncanny how similar our cocks were in length, thickness, and even in coloring and the shape of our cockheads. And Annie was clearly loving having two at a time.

I couldn't help but think about how awesome it would have been to see both of us come at the exact same moment, two cocks both spurting hot semen into her waiting mouth at the same time.

She was starting to get a bit carried away, and if things had gone on for more than a little while longer, I'm pretty sure that is what would have happened. But she got her wits about her again, and looked up at both of us, and said, "It's time for the main event. Sucking you both like this is making me want to finish you right now, so if I don't get spit roasted soon, I'm not going to be any farther getting myself out of this lost bet. She squeezed both of our cocks in her hands, and then she said, "I'm ready. Come on down here and stick it in me from both ends!"

Steve and I both got down on our knees on either side of her. She got on her hands and knees, and wiggled her ass just a bit as she pushed it back in my direction.

"You ready?" I asked, trying, for some reason, to be polite.

"Yes... Puh-leeeze just stick it in me already!" she pleaded.

My cock was shiny and wet with her saliva, and my balls felt slightly cool from all the spit that had run down my cock. She spread her thighs, and pushed her ass back into the air. Her pussy was slick, swollen, and wide open. She was so wet it was almost comical; clear come was oozing down her slot. Clearly, giving her first double-blowjob had had quite an effect on her. Her come was actually oozing down her open pink slot. When I put the tip of my cock to the entrance of her pussy, the head of my cock actually pushed some of it out of the way. As soon as she felt me there, she barely waited a moment before sliding back onto me.

"Unffffff. Yessss. Ohmygod - Yesss" she hissed, as I pushed against her, sliding my cock as deeply into her pussy as it would go. She was so wet there was barely any resistance, and in almost an instant, I was balls-deep insider her. I pulled her wide open and looked down at her pink asshole as I slid my cock slowly in and out of her. Feeling this feeling, I couldn't help but start to think about how I wanted to come. There was no lack of good options. The idea of filling her pussy with my own spunk was pretty enticing, but I also really wanted to make her wear it. As I was thinking about it, I started fucking her faster, knifing my slippery cock in and out of her pussy, and spreading her ass wide open so I could look down and watch myself going in and out her hole. She was so wet! I pulled her wide open, and put my thumb on her anus, tickling and teasing her there, just barely pushing into her ass, teasing her sphincter muscle, but not violating her.

Well, not violating her any more than I already was by slamming my cock into her while she was sucking her husband off.

My hands were roaming all over her body, and I was really enjoying the sight of my cock slipping in and out, her pink asshole, spread open for me. My cock sliding in and out of her and the lips of her pussy stretched around it where glistening wet. I looked up her round ass past her narrow waist, and up to her broad shoulders, watching her short brown hair as she bobbed up and down on her husband.

I could still faintly taste the tingle in my mouth from the come that I had willingly eaten out of her pussy only a few minutes before. I felt secretly both humiliated and aroused that I had submitted myself to her in that way. I thought about submitting like that, and the fact that my cock was buried deep in the same snatch that I had just sucked the sperm out of, and somehow, the thought made my cock even harder and thicker, as though fucking her more thoroughly would somehow change what I had done.

I was in my own little world when Steve said to his wife, "Hey, sweetie, how would you like to taste some pussy? Why don't you flip around for us?"

Annie looked up at him, and pulled her mouth off of his cock with an audible pop, for effect. Then she looked back at me and kneeled forward, until my cock slid out of her pussy. She collected herself for a moment, looking back and forth at the very rigid, slick, shiny cocks at each end of her body, and then turned around on her knees to switch positions.

As I've mentioned in the other stories I've written about Annie, she has an amazingly talented mouth. She spirited and inventive, and truly loves giving blowjobs. She looked up at me as her husband slid is cock up her channel where I had just been and started to fuck her just the same way. As awesome as that double-blowjob was, I was a little bit glad to be the sole focus of her attention again. She could only use one hand, because she needed to hold herself up and brace against her husband's thrusting with the other. Steve was fucking her with enough force that her face kept accidentally mashing into my abdomen. She braced herself better, and looked up at me again; if she hadn't had her mouth stretched lewdly around my cock, by expression on her face, I could have sworn she was going to say, "Ooops. Sorry about that, I'll be more careful next time."

I was in that terrible place; I didn't want this to end, but I wanted to come so much now, that I was starting to think seriously about how I wanted to finish.

She was moaning more and more insistently as he fucked her from behind, and it became clear that she was focused on her own orgasm. Just before she came, she pulled her mouth off of me, still holding me in her hand and gritted her teeth, grinding herself back into her husband.

Her entire body trembled, and she pulled her body forward, Steve's cock, in her body up to the hilt, slowly sliding all the way out. Annie tried to shake it off. "Whew!" she said, "This really takes it out of a girl. How would you boys like to finish?" "Can I interest you in, maybe, a 'double mirror.? Do you boys think you can come at the same time?"

She got on her knees, one hand between her legs, rubbing her sopping wet pussy. Steve and I sort of cornered her, with each of our cocks aimed straight at her pretty face. Just the vision of this happening... my seemingly long lost ex-girlfriend... the muse of my erotic imagination, on her knees in front of me (and her husband, of course!) waiting for a double facial. Just the thought of the perversity of that was almost enough to put me over the edge.

I'm not sure how it happened, but somehow, some way, the three of us managed to come at almost the same time. Annie from rubbing herself, and Steve and I - almost by some sort of subconscious signal - began to ejaculate, at almost the same moment.

As we all know, as a man when you're aroused for a very long time, or edging for a long time, the volume of your semen goes up quite a bit. Well, Annie had pretty much made it her mission to keep me edging for as long as possible before I actually came, so the amount of semen I produced was really pretty amazing for me. I'm ordinarily pretty proud of the amount of semen I can produce, but this was definitely one for the record books. I had been so aroused for so long that when it arrived, the relief of orgasm was almost painful. My come seemed like it was a bit thinner than usual, probably extra fluid from the seminal vesicles or whatever the hell in the plumbing down there, but the volume was ridiculous, and it really rocketed out for the first few spurts.

As my orgasm rippled through my body, my cock spurted these powerful, thick ropes of pearly, translucent come onto my ex-girlfriend's upturned face. The force of the first few was such that they actually ricocheted, instead of just splatting like usual. A couple of the first heavy squirts ricocheted off her teeth and into her mouth, and then the next few spurts sort of arced up, and splatting heavily across her cheek, the bridge of her nose, and her forehead, more like you would have seen in those amateur porn shots we made those years ago.

It was while I was in-mid spurt that Steve started to go. I certainly didn't need this to be a competition, but man, considering the amount of cum he had pumped into Annie's pussy not too long earlier (I would know) I was dumbfounded at the amount he produced. Squirt after squirt onto her face, his streams crossing mine, with several thick spurts right onto her tongue.

She closed her mouth, swallowed it down quickly, and with her eyes closed, she broke into a broad smile. For some reason, it was very satisfying to know that Annie was tasting his semen and my semen at the same time. When our orgasms had subsided, what we had done together was almost shocking to see. We were two guys, but I have to say, Annie's face looked like she had volunteered to be a cum target for about six guys. And that didn't count the spunk she had already eagerly swallowed.

As usually happens, the moment I flipped over from pre- to post- orgasm, I began to be filled with self-doubt, wondering what the hell I had just done. I could still vaguely taste the spicy sensation of having swallowed Steve's semen earlier. Looking down at Annie's upturned face, with my slippery cock still very swollen, but now starting to relax, I was looking at the most erotic thing I had probably ever seen, her pretty face, completely plastered with two incredible loads of semen. It looked simultaneously awe-inspiring and disgusting. The only thing that saved me from descending further into self-doubt about what I had just done was the smile on her face. She wanted this. She loved this. Despite the conflicted feelings I had, I know I'll remember that smile on her face for the rest of my life.

"Wowwww..." She whispered, in disbelief at the amount of come she could feel starting to ooze down her face. "iPhone. Photo. Now." She said. "I've gotta see what you two did to me, and I'm afraid to move." Steve dutifully grabbed his phone off the couch. "Say 'glazed donut' , sweetie!" he said, and started snapping away. She broke into a wide smile, first with her eyes closed, and then, once she brought her upturned face back down to a more normal position, and could tell the ropes of cockslop wouldn't be running into her eyes, she opened her eyes, and smiled even more brightly into the camera, as her husband took picture after picture of his wife's cum-covered face.

She glanced over at me, grinning, thick ropes of cum crisscrossing her face, and said to her husband, "Steve, honey... would you mind getting me... something for my face? Beach towel, maybe?"

As he left, I extended my hand to help her stand up. She got to her feet, nude save for her choker necklace, her breasts spattered with stray droplets of semen, and there we were, face to face. We were only inches apart. It was deeply erotic, seeing her so obviously happy. Due to my orgasm moments earlier, I was still racked with waves of guilt and self-doubt, thinking about what I had just done, an ex-boyfriend inserting myself into her happy marriage. I didn't want to ruin this moment. In a long instant of looking at her beautiful face and her bright, giggling smile, I consciously took those doubts and feelings, and I put them in a box. I let her obvious joy and satisfaction in this moment wash over me. I relaxed, and I began to smirk.

"You really are loving this, aren't you?" I asked, smirking.

"Are you kidding me? I am *loving* this."