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Subject: {ASSM} S.L.U.T.s: Make Annette Happy
Date: Sun, 25 Mar 2001 19:10:04 -0500
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MAKE ANNETTE HAPPY
By Taliesin the Bard

A S.L.U.T.(TM) Adventure. This story is XXX for ADULTS ONLY!  It contains
graphic descriptions of sexual activity, LOTS of sexual activity.
Copyright (C) 2001 Taliesin the Bard. The names and likenesses of all
characters and institutions mentioned in this story are trademarks (TM)
of Taliesin the Bard.  All Rights Reserved.

I'd love to hear your comments on this story.  My address is: Taliesin
the Bard, 5632 Van Nuys Blvd. #337, Van Nuys, CA 91401 or e-mail me at
xxxtal@earthlink.net.  My websites, http://www.taliesinthebard.com and
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Enjoy!


MAKE ANNETTE HAPPY

She was waiting by the Jacuzzi, naked of course, and had eased her feet
into the warm, bubbling water up to her slender ankles.  As he
approached, she stepped fully into the tub, stood facing him, arms
spread wide in invitation.  She was tall, slender, and her brown hair
hung in  loose ringlets to her shoulders.  Her eyes twinkled.

He was naked too, and he made sure to give her a good look at his
semi-erect cock as it projected from between his legs, bobbing up and
down slightly as he made his way to her.  He handed her the glass of
champagne she had requested.

"Thank you," she said in a voice soft and sincere as she accepted the
glass.  "First breakfast and now this?  Plus so many hours of fucking me
wonderfully silly last night?  Mmmm.  Vera will be jealous."  She spoke
English well, with only a hint of a French accent, an accent made all
the more enjoyable by a soft musical lilt.

Vera? That wasn't her name, was it?  Tolland True took a sip of his
champagne to give himself a moment to recall.  "Vera.  That was your
friend from the party last night.  The blonde."

"Yes.  But you don't remember my name, do you?"

True knew the value of telling the truth.  A lie would hurt the woman
more.  "No," he said, "I don't."

"That is okay," she said, surprising him a little.  "I have balled
hundreds of men whose names I did not know.  I only know who you are
from your movies.  Does that bother you?"

"No," he said.  But it did.  A little.

As the star of numerous porn films and videos, Tolland True was
constantly sought by women seeking sexual encounters of various kinds;
flings, affairs, one-night-stands, long term relationships, you name
it.  He had learned to deal with it, most of it, but he sometimes had
doubts.

He had none with, or about....  What was her name?  She was genuine.  She
liked sex, lots of sex, frequent sex with many partners.  For good or
ill that identified her more than any name could.

"Come here, True, make Annette happy."  She spread her arms again,
inviting him to join her in the tub, and to join with her once more.

"Milady Annette," True said as he bowed with a flourish.  He set aside
his glass and stepped into the steamy waters of the tub.

They had spent all of the morning  - and most of the night before
-naked, even while not engaged in some sexual pursuit or other.  True
and Annette had met at a Hollywood movie premiere party and taken an
immediate liking to each other.  True had come to the premiere with his
S.L.U.T. friend, Noel Nouveau but she had soon been lost amid a herd of
celebrity stud wannabes who thought they had what it took to please a
top porn star such as Noel.  None of them had, but she humored them
because it pleased her to do so.  True saw little of her the remainder
of the evening.  The last he saw of Noel was when she departed the posh
Beverly Hills restaurant, where the premiere's after-party had been
held, with Vera, a young, big-breasted blonde who was Annette's friend.

Annette and Vera were two up-and-coming stars of the French cinema, and
Annette had had a small but important role in the film which had been
shot in France, England and the US.  She had moved to the United States
recently when a more prominent role in another US production was
offered.  Vera had emigrated with her.  The two had arrived at the
premiere together but soon after had separated in search of erotic
adventure.  Annette had found True, bored, standing off to the side
while the star of the eighty-million dollar action movie flexed his
overdeveloped biceps for onlookers and boasted of his physical prowess.
"I have heard," Annette said by way of introduction, "that that one has
a very small manhood and compensates for it with this bravado."

"I never pay attention to gossip," True responded, "however I have seen
him in the rest room and I was not impressed."

She laughed.  He laughed.  And they had retired to a corner both to get
to know each other.    "You would not be impressed by a Clydesdale,"
Annette had said.  "And, yes, I have seen your movies.  Many of them."

"A fan?"

"Perhaps."

The two found they could not keep their hands off each other, and, as
her condo was close by, they had decided to go there.  However, Annette
had wanted first to find Vera.

They found Vera in the company of Noel, which came as no surprise to
either of them.  True knew that Noel could find prime pussy anywhere.
Some sort of twat-to-twat hormonal radar he had once jokingly
theorized.  Annette knew her friend as well as True knew Noel.  She had
appraised Noel approvingly.

They were in a corner near the coat room, with no one, for the moment,
looking in their direction.  Noel had raised the hem of Vera's skirt,
which needed to be raised only two inches to reveal her pussy.  Like the
hair of her head, Vera's pubic patch had been bleached to a platinum
blonde hue.  "This is what I'm going home with," Noel said.

Vera parted her legs slightly and took True's hand and guided it between
her legs.  He cupped her vulva in his hand for a few moments feeling the
moist heat from it.  Then he slid a finger in.  "Ummmmnn.  Oui.  That is
nice," the blonde had responded.  "I may see yours?"

"Yes."

"Merci."

She unzipped his pants and reached in for him.  He was already partially
aroused.  His conversation and play with Annette had been most
stimulating, on many levels.  Vera pulled his cock free of his pants and
stroked the length of it gently.  "You will have fun with this," she
told her friend.  Her voice was more heavily accented than Annette's,
but at the time he hadn't noticed.

"Perhaps all four of us could...." he began.

"Just like a man.  No matter how much pussy he has, he's always thinking
about getting more," said Noel laughingly.  "But then again, I'm open to
more pussy too.  But some other time.  Vera and I really need to be with
each other."

"As do True and I," said Annette."

And so they had adjusted their clothes, retrieved their coats and headed
off , Annette and True to her condo, Noel and Vera to Noel's apartment.

There is no jealousy among the S.L.U.T.s, the Swinging Lifestylers
United Together, no possessiveness.  Like swingers the world over, they
are open minded, and free of guilt and shame about their bodies and the
pleasure those bodies are capable of producing.  So Noel and True went
home with different partners.  That was not at all unusual.  And knowing
that a friend would be enjoying the pleasure of another was in its own
way stimulating.

Annette had sucked True's dick in the taxi on the drive to her condo,
giving it long slow sensuous licks that kept him in a heightened state
of arousal.   They had made love for hours that night, cuming and cuming
and cuming.   They had slept, awoke and fucked, and repeated that
sequence several times.

In the morning, True made breakfast for her.  After the meal Annette had
taken a spoonful of the hollandaise sauce for their eggs benedict and
dripped some onto True's lap and had gotten him hard again by licking
off the sauce.  She suggested they have some champagne and told him to
join her in her Jacuzzi when he had opened the bottle.  Thus she was
waiting when he brought their drinks.

Annette turned and bent, offering her pussy for rear entry.  "Put it in
me.  Be with me once more."

True steadied himself behind her and guided his cock into her.  In no
time they had established a rhythm of erotic delight.  Both were being
propelled toward orgasm by the motion of their united body, though they
had united in spirit quite some time before.

 From time to time Annette would look over her shoulder at the man behind
her, watch him, his face, his eyes.  Then she would turn her face
forward, close her eyes.  At these times the movement of her hips and
legs would quicken, just a bit, and her tongue would protrude between
her teeth.  By this method, one level of pleasure rolling into the next,
step by step she was raising herself toward a climax that both of them
could feel was not far off.

So it came as a surprise to True when Annette suddenly pulled herself
off him.  She turned to face him, legs slightly akimbo.  Her smile told
True all he needed to know, and in moments he was beneath her, sitting,
happily licking her sweet pussy.

Annette had discovered, long ago with early explorations of her
sexuality, that the way she got off best was by a tongue gratifying her
cunt and clit.  In most cases such a tongue was preferably female, and
of late pertained mostly to the voluptuous Vera.  But, as she had
discovered, True was quite the cunnilingual connoisseur, and among the
most skilled of lovers, male or female, she had ever had.  But that was
not the reason she shifted position.  Yes, True's tongue titillation of
her twat continued her rising rapture, but she had additional plans for
further erotic emendation.

Thus it came as another surprise, though a most pleasant one, when True
perceived purposeful feminine fingers take skillful hold of his erect
cock and soft sensuous lips began licking the bulbous head that extended
a few inches above the surface of the water where he sat.  Annette was
standing so the fingers and lips were not her, True realized after a
moment.  For another moment he wondered Who?, then let such thought
drift away and focused his attention upon the pleasure he was
participating in which now ranged between three united bodies.

The lips and fingers working True's cock were certainly those of an
expert eroticist.  True could tell this easily from his thousands of
partnersex experiences.  The lips, tongue, teeth and fingers all worked
in a harmony of sensual delight, a rhythm of the erotic.

He had to look.  But sensing the movement of his head, Annette clasped
her thighs tightly around it, preventing movement.   When he returned to
his oral ministration of her twat, she relaxed the pressure of her
thighs.

"That is good," she said.  "That makes Annette happy."  She looked over
to another woman in the room, a woman of whom True was not yet aware.
Annette smiled at the masturbating figure.

"Makes me happy to watch," the woman said.  "I don't mean to spoil the
mood, but I just have to join in."  Her dress was up and she was
frantically rubbing her cunt with one hand while the other alternated
between squeezing her left tit and steadying her against the jamb of the
door.

True recognized Noel's voice, and guessed that it was Vera who was
sucking him.  When Annette moved away from him, he saw that he was
correct.

Noel  was in the doorway to the ornate bathroom, pulling off her
clothes.  Annette approached to help her undress but Noel grabbed
Annette's face in both of her hands as the French woman approached and
kissed her passionately.  Their tongues probed deeply, hungrily.  Their
bodies pressed close, rubbed against each other.

Vera looked over at the two women, then up at True, smiling.  She
returned to sucking his cock.   She added to the pleasure sensations by
taking her size 38 naturals and holding them on either side of his cock,
pressing it tightly between them in the warm water.

True was puzzled but pleased by these latest developments.  He had made
a genuine connection with Annette, one that had ripened quickly.  But he
had also entertained the idea of being with all three of the lovely
ladies.  Now that idea was a reality.

Annette looked over at True.  "I phoned Vera this morning," she said as
she helped Noel remove her dress.  "While you were getting the
champagne.  I thought we, all of us, could enjoy each other."

True nodded, but it was Noel who said, "Oh, yes.  Most definitely yes."
Then she sank to her knees and began tonguing Annette's tangy twat.

Last night she had left the restaurant with Vera and had asked the
limousine driver, Henry, to take them to her apartment.  (True had taken
a taxi with Annette.)  Often, when taking one of the limos owned by
GoddessSex Creations, the erotic movie company for which she worked,
Noel would suck or fuck the driver, whoever it might be.  Henry had had
the pleasure of Noel many times before: receiving a blow job while
driving along a busy city street; fucking Noel in the ass while she bent
over the hood of the car in an alley; jerking off into a glass from the
bar in the back seat and then watching Noel drink.  This time she only
gave him a quick feel of her pussy and a promise he would get more of it
another time.  She needed to be with Vera, and quickly.

The two groped each other on the elevator ride up to Noel's apartment,
and tore off clothes as they made their way to the bedroom.

They threw themselves on the bed, and on each other.  Vera dove between
Noel's splayed open legs and began licking the soft folds of her pink
pussy flesh.  Her tongue flicked and darted and swirled, and drove Noel
crazy with sensations of pleasure.  The raunchy redhead flailed her arms
and legs about, her pussy leaking love juices like crazy, buoyed to
ecstasy as the busty blonde threw herself fully into the salubrious
scrimmage.

Vera began making her way up Noel's body, licking belly, then breasts,
then neck, then chin.  Then their mouths joined and they moaned and
rolled over, and Noel went to work on Vera.  And Vera climaxed abruptly
and powerfully after only a few moments of the skilled slut's
tongue-to-twat technique.  Dildos and vibrators from Noel's extensive
collection came into play next, and the two gratified each other long
into the morning hours.

After only about two hours sleep, they were about to go at it again when
Vera's cell phone rang.  It was Annette.

"And now that we all are together, we can maybe get more together?"
Annette said, as she held Noel's head.  The redhead continued to lavish
Annette's lovebox with her wet tongue, eagerly slurping down the nectar
that flowed from between the French femme's legs.   "In the bedroom?
Yes?"

The four made their way to the luxuriant bedroom, and onto the large,
soft feminine bed in the room's center.  Annette guided True onto his
back and Vera straddled him.  Noel took True's cock and steadied it as
Vera lowered herself onto him.

"Good team effort," True quipped.

"No," said Annette, "effortless and flowing.  Like you and I all night.
That is the way to make love.  Effortless and flowing."

Vera had True deep inside her sex sheath, could feel the head of his
long, uncircumcised organ bumping against her cervix.  She commenced a
slow, sensuous motion of her hips, felt her clit pressed between their
pubic bones.

Next to them, Noel and Annette were also pressing pubes, grinding their
hot crotches together.

"That is so nice a feel.  Like velvet."  Annette reversed position so
that she could get her mouth on Noel's cunt.

Noel lay on her back and threw her legs up and over her head.  Annette
placed her hands on the upturned cheeks of Noel's ass and pulled apart
the pussy lips with her thumbs.  Then she began to lick.

"Yes.  Most definitely like velvet.  Mmmmm."

Vera looked at Annette as she continued to ride True's cock.  "I almost
did not come over here, because, well, she is like velvet.  And such
sweet taste.  Oui.  I wanted to stay with her.  But I thought if she is
like that, her friend, though a man, might be somewhat good too."

"And how is he?"

"I am still of preference of pussy, but he is good."  Love juiced oozed
profusely from her cunt as she rocked on True's cock.

"Do I get a vote in this?"  True asked.

"Oh, you have fucked yourself?"  Annette's eyes twinkled as she looked
at him.

"Uh, I...."

"True, sweetie," said Noel.  "Maybe you'd best just not say anything and
just fuck."

"Okay."

Vera climaxed after a few more gyrations of her hips, than dismounted
and Noel took a turn.  She slid onto True's erection just as Vera had
done, but then turned around to face away from him.  This gave the other
two ladies easy access to her breasts and twat.   Vera's tongue roved
over Noel's twat, and several inches of True's cock whenever Noel pulled
up in preparation of slamming down, while Annette sucked and licked
Noel's bobbing breasts.

True was able to hold back and not ejaculate as Noel came; by keeping
himself relaxed, by feeling the sensations of the incredibly sensuous
women around him, by sensing the ebb and flow of their energies he
managed to be part of those energies.  He could last quite a long time
this way.

They switched again, and Annette was atop True for several minutes,
holding herself steady while he pistoned his cock into her creaming
cunt.  She let out a shriek as she came and then held very still on top
of him.

"Don't come yet, True.  Not yet.  Make Annette happy and do like in the
movies and cum on your leading ladies' faces."

True had no objection.  And the three lusty ladies positioned themselves
to receive his cum.  Their heads were close together and he was kneeling
next to them.  He jerked his cock a few strokes and spurted sperm.  A
thick streamer landed on Annette's face.  Aiming was difficult, but he
shot more cum onto the faces of Noel and Vera as well.  "Unnnrrrr," he
growled as he came.

The three ladies licked the sperm off each others faces.

"That was very nice," said Annette.  "I am happy."

- End -


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