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Birthday Present

By: Dangerous Muse



It was my birthday. My wife had promised me something wonderful on my birthday, and had been acting all cute and coy about it for weeks, but I was not wildly excited. I mean, she is beautiful and I love her, but when it came to gifts she was sort of hopeless. Loved me, meant well, but you know how it can get…

Anyway, the "big" day had arrived and I was feeling pretty old. I still had to go to work, but Janet had told me that we were going out for dinner tonight where I would receive my special gift. She looked beautiful while she was telling me. She was a very good-looking woman. Blonde, nice trim figure. She was so cute…really small, but she had these fantastic huge tits. Amazing. I loved that and I always felt so lucky to be able to touch and play with a nice set of tits whenever I wanted. While she was telling me about dinner tonight, she looked flushed and her eyes shone. She was truly beautiful.

Looking at her that way had given me half a boner most of the day, and I was looking forward to getting laid later after dinner. Janet always had a nice wet pussy for me, and even though we were pretty busy these days, our sex life was ok. I knew that she would want to give it to me later, and that was a great thought.

I went home and found that the kids were all out for the night, and we were alone. Janet had just finished her shower, so I jumped in after her. I cleaned up, and hopped out. I saw her in her underwear. Fuck, she looked great. She had these hot black stay up stockings on with lace at the top and a black lace ¼ cup bra that sat just under her nipples. No panties at all, and she slipped her black lace dress on…the short one with the low front that I love so much. You could almost see through it and I LOVED going out with her like that. All the guys got hard over her when she looked like that.

We went to this restaurant that we had both been interested in for a while. It was a really nice place, great food and a very sophisticated atmosphere. I loved the way guys were staring at Janet. I loved being with her. And, after a couple of glasses of Shiraz, I was even happy that it was my birthday. She was so sexy and she was flirting really heavily with me all night. It was great. Felt like we were dating again. We stayed there for ages, till finally the place seemed about to close. Janet asked me to pay the bill as she was going to the ladies bathroom.

I paid the cheque, and waited, and waited. The waitress cleared away our table and then the maitre die set up for the next night. I was offered another coffee. Then I was offered a brandy. I was getting a little worried…. what was taking Janet so long? I was almost feeling a little shitty. The maitre dee was deep in conversation with the waitress – looked like he was going to get laid tonight – so I decided to walk into the ladies and check if Janet was ok. When I opened the door, I got the surprise of my life.

When I walked in, I saw Janet standing with her back to the wall. She was standing there, her head thrown back, her dress up to her waist, and she was pinching her nipples over the top of her dress. Her eyes were half closed and she was moaning. The most incredible thing of all was that between her legs, there was the back of a woman, a brunette, who also had a black dress on. I had seen her at the bar. She was very beautiful. Her Face was immersed in my wife's cunt right now, but I could see that her bent legs were spread very wide and she had a hand between her thighs. My wife's leg was thrown over her shoulder as she worked her cunt into this woman's face, and the other one was holding the balance. This was the most incredible picture I had ever seen.

I did not know what to do. I watched for a minute. I could feel the growing erection in my pants. Fuck…. could this really be happening? Then my wife opened her eyes. She looked right into mine. God she was beautiful. Her eyes were very intense…serious. They were deep pools of passion. She was breathtaking. She took her leg off the back of the woman licking her, and the woman stood up, and kissed my wife very sensuously on the mouth. Deep and lingering. My wife was looking into my eyes as this woman flicked her tongue over my wife's tongue. I was getting impossibly hot now, but I was completely mesmerised by the action in front of me.

The woman glanced over her shoulder, and then smiled at me; a cute coquettish smile. Her face was flushed and she was very red about her mouth. She turned back to my wife, and standing just back from her, spread her legs very wide. Then she bent at the waist, her ass pointing straight at me, and she pressed her beautiful face into my wife's pussy again.

Janet was still looking right at me. She lifted her stockinged leg, and rested her lewdly bent knee on the woman's back, to give this female much better access to her cunt. Then she leaned forward and lifted the woman's dress up. Slid the dress up over her ass, all the way to her waist. I could see clear into her dripping snatch with her legs spread as wide as they were. Then my wife said: "Come here honey and fuck this bitch good for me will you? Her tongue is high into my cunt and I think a stiff shaft inside her will give her just what she needs to get me off and over the edge."

I had never heard my wife use words quite like that before, but I was going to enjoy the situation rather than question and analyse it. I moved toward the two women, and unzipped my trousers, and let them fall to the floor. I was naked from the waist down and I moved toward the bent cunt and ass before me. I kneeled down and pressed my face into this woman's pussy, licked into her a few times causing both women to moan, then I stood, and staring into my wife's eyes, I pressed my cock into the snatch of another woman.

I had this woman by the hips, and her pussy was clinging to me like a sheath, but I could not stop staring into the eyes of my wife. It was an incredible experience. She was filled with smouldering lust. An incredible passion as she gyrated her hips into the face of this woman. I sensed her movements, but could not look away. We stared at each other as I could feel my cock take a hot load of this woman's cum…spreading its heat and thick wetness all over my balls. Holding her hips, I started to pump into her, all the time staring into the deep pools of seduction that were my wife's eyes.

God it was sexy. Soon my wife threw her head back, and closed her eyes, and I saw why. As I had gotten hotter, I was pounding into this woman, and she was really cumming hard. I could see the tongue-lashing she was giving my wife, as she gripped her by the ass and bounced back on to my cock. It was the hottest thing I had ever seen in my life, and I knew that I was about to cum. My wife was in the throws of her orgasm when she stared at me again, her eyes spilling out her passion, and I came straight away, pumping into this woman and spilling my hot fuck juice.

The woman slowed right down, after I came. We were all in the gentle throws of post passion, and feeling the delicious juices of love float out of our bodies. The woman I had not yet met, stood up when my cock slipped out of her, turned to me, and bent at the waist again. She licked at my cock, gently. Just cleaning it up, licking both of our mingled cum off my cock. I looked up and my wife was bent down to her pussy and was drinking my cum and this woman's cum out of her dripping snatch.

Soon we were all clean. The anonymous woman stood, and kissed me softly and deeply and lingeringly on the lips. She licked all over my lips dove her tongue deep into me. She smelled like my wife's cunt. Then she turned and kissed my wife in exactly the same way.

I watched these 2 women kiss with wonder and amazement at the beauty of it. I was getting excited again, when the woman turned, smiled into my eyes, said "Happy birthday" and left.

I was standing looking at my wife. She was smiling broadly at me. We both dressed and arranged ourselves, and she kept saying, "Wasn't that the best present you have ever gotten?"

And she was right.

It was.

Birthday Present



Each year my friend, Andy, takes me out to lunch for my birthday. Although I find him very attractive, and I think the feeling is mutual, we've never had sex together. My thought was it might ruin a great friendship. However, sex is often a topic of discussion between the two of us. Our lunch conversation ranges from bitching about work to guys we've dated recently.

But I missed everything Andy was talking about when I saw a gorgeous guy walk into the restaurant by himself and be escorted to a window table. He was about six feet tall, with curly black hair. long dark eyelashes, steel blue eyes, a deep brown tan and a physique that couldn't be hidden by the causal Italian clothes he was wearing. With his square jaw and neatly trimmed black mustache he looked like a male calendar model. My eyes must have lingered on him a little too long, because he sensed someone was watching him and looked over my way. Embarrassed, I quickly looked away, but not before he flashed me a beautiful white smile as his gaze returned to his menu.

Andy brought me out of my fog with "Jeff, snap out of it! You haven't heard a work I've said. I was asking you what you wanted for your birthday."

I smiled, thought for a moment and responded, "Actually, the best birthday present in the world would be the guy sitting at the table behind you. He really makes my balls sweat."

Andy glanced over his shoulder, looked back at me with a shit-eating grin and proceeded to tell me he actually knew the guy. He'd met him at a friend's party one night a couple months before. He told me the guy was gay, Italian and single. His name was Tony and he was a fireman for the city - and a really nice guy. I couldn't believe it! The man of my (wet) dreams was sitting at the next table and my best friend Andy knew him.

After finishing our salads, Andy excused himself to use the rest room, but instead he walked right over to Tony's table and started talking with him. Tony looked over, waved, got up and came over. He wished me "Happy Birthday" and said he would make it a birthday I would never forget if I didn't have plans that evening. Through my stuttering and stammering, I was able to tell him I had no plans and gave him my address.

At the agreed upon time of ten P.M. my doorbell rang and I opened the door to find my dream date with a bouquet of roses and a bottle of champagne. He walked in, set down his offerings, and began unbuttoning my shirt as he kissed me roughly. Tony led me to the couch and said he didn't think it was going to be necessary for us to go out to celebrate my birthday. Within seconds, I was totally nude, with this muscular man making love to every inch of my body. His mouth was everywhere - my ear lobes, my nipples, my balls. His tongue was suddenly fucking my right ear and it was sending shivers down my entire torso. He worked his way down to one armpit and then the other, giving each a generous bath.

As he neared my crotch, again he ignored my cock completely. Instead, he took both balls into his mouth and rolled them around and around. The sensation of his hot mouth on my nuts, and his rough five o'clock shadow on the inside of my thighs, was driving me crazy. I reached for my throbbing prick to jerk myself to some relief.

"Not so fast! I told you this was going to be a birthday to remember and I'm going to make you come like never before without either one of us ever touching your cock!"

His rough tongue was soon sending shock waves through my asshole as he repeatedly licked back and forth over the puckered opening. I wasn't even aware of how my legs had gotten up over his shoulders. He rolled his tongue and pressed it against my ass. It felt as if I was being fucked by a massive cock as he worked it inside. He proceeded to fuck me better with his tongue than most guys could with their dick. All the time, I was moaning and arching my back to get more of his tongue inside me. My cock was purple with bulging veins and so hard it was almost painful. There was nothing I could do to relieve the pressure building up.

As he continued to ream out my ass, Tony somehow managed to remove his clothes. His body looked perfectly sculpted. The close-trimmed black hair on his pecs ran down his abs to his groin giving him more definition. I caught a glimpse of a cock so big it looked fake; jutting out of a manicured ebony bush. The head was a little bigger than a golf ball, with a shaft as big around as my wrist. Tied around the base, working as a cock ring, was a big red bow! He wasn't kidding - he really was my birthday gift.

My fireman lifted me off the couch and onto the floor. Straddling my body, I thought he was going to allow me to lick and suck his head, shaft and shaved balls. But it was just more teasing as he kept his dripping cock just out of my mouth and tongue's reach. He began to lick the inside of my thighs and move his tongue down my legs, bathing every surface along the way. My legs were turned so he could lick the sweat from behind my knees, creating feelings I had never experienced before. Then his body moved toward my feet, giving me a perfect view of a rosy red asshole as it winked at me through moist black curls of hair. My entire body ached to lap up the juices in his butt crack, but I was being held down by Tony's legs resting on my arms. I couldn't do anything but stare at the white globes of his ass in fascination as they flexed, and become lost in the scent of man-sex.

Then I experienced yet another new sensation as he began to individually lick each one of my fingers as if it were a prick. He sucked my right index finger exactly as if he were giving me a world-class blowjob. Tony then repositioned his body and began to do the same to each of my toes. As he licked the arches of my feet I was close to screaming - somewhere between laughing hysterically from being tickled and complete ecstasy. And then I could hold back no more. Spurt after spurt of white hot juice shot out of my cock.

Tony raised his body off mine, allowing us both to be covered with my birthday blast. Some hit my face and I stuck out my tongue to savor my first taste of the evening's festivities. All the time, Tony never quit licking, kissing and sucking the surfaces of my body.

He swung around, smiling at me with his perfect teeth and kissed me with his salty lips. He mouthed the words "Happy Birthday" and again started licking his way down my cum-covered chest. I was so exhausted all I could do was melt in his strong hairy arms as he continued. My legs were lifted in the air and his rough face was again at my asshole, biting at the opening to what felt like the center of my being.

Before I knew what was happening, it felt like my ass was being pried in two. With one steady, strong stroke the entire length of his monster cock slid into me, knocking the wind out of me in the process. At the same time, my limber sex partner was taking my still-hard cock into his magic mouth. As I felt the birthday ribbon, around the base of his probe, tickling the underside of my balls, I knew all my birthday wishes were coming true. Tony was right. This was a birthday I would never forget - and the night was still young. 



Birthday Present



As I knocked on the door of Denise and John's apartment, I wondered what it was like inside. I had been out with them both many times, but this was the first time I had been invited over. They were two of my closest friends, especially since my divorce a year ago. Denise was beautiful black woman that worked with me at work, and she had sensed that I needed to get out more. So she invited me to happy hour with her and John, and it had become a regular thing with us. Her husband, John, was a great guy, and we shared a lot of the same interests outside of work, especially our love of basketball. Denise said I was doing her a favor when we started going to the games together, since she no longer had to! Over the course of a year, we had all become pretty tight, but I guess there had just been no occasion to invite me to their place until tonight, Denise's birthday.

When Denise answered the door, I forgot all about what the apartment looked like. I'm sure my mouth dropped open as I stammered out "Hi, Denise". She smiled, as she said "Not what I usually wear to work, or out to the clubs, is it?" Usually Denise dressed somewhat conservatively, since that is what the people at work seemed to want. Her hair was usually pulled back, and she looked all business. But tonight! She was wearing a loosely woven linen dress of white which made her dark skin look even more beautiful than usual, and which let me see right through. It was obvious that she wore no bra, and I appreciatively ran my eyes over her breasts, and their small, dark brown nipples. As she watched me looking, they began to stiffen, which made me want to look even more. Running my eyes lower, I saw she was wearing very skimpy panties in a sort of light peach color which drew my eye, but didn't clash at all with the dress.

"Uh, uh, happy birthday, Denise, before I forget." I managed to get out, "Where's John?" 

"He'll be along later, he got held up at work. Would you like a drink?" she asked. I certainly could use something to calm myself down, I thought, so I said yes. When she turned to go the bar, I saw that the panties had a thong back, and I got a very good view of her ass, something I had been imagining at work, but never expected to see. I hurried to the couch to sit down, and I knew that I was going to be spending most of the night trying to think of baseball statistics and programming problems from work to keep from getting a hard-on for Denise while John was right there.

Denise brought my drink and sat across from me. We talked about work for awhile, and what John was up to, the usual stuff. We had a second drink, and while we were drinking it, Denise asked me if I'd like to hear some music. She got up and put on a tape. I'm not sure who it was, Teddy Pendergass or Luther Vandross, but whoever it was, she sure liked them. She began to dance sinuously to the music while standing at the tape deck. Then she turned to me and said "wanna dance?"

I couldn't refuse. I got up from the couch, and held onto her the way I danced with someone I just met - tight enough to dance, but loose enough so they don't feel like I'm groping, you know? Denise had other ideas, however. She leaned close to my ear and said "No, no! This isn't polite music, this is make out music! You gotta grab my ass and pull me close!". Not knowing what else to do, I put one hand on her ass and pulled her as close as I dared. I was definitely getting as hard-on now, so I tried not to bump it into her where it would be obvious, keeping sort of one leg to the side. We danced that way for a few minutes, her head pressed into my shoulder. Her nipples felt as hard as marbles pressed against my chest, and every time I felt the fabric move over them, the would stiffen even more. I was beginning to sweat, not from the heat, but from wondering what my friend John would say when he walked in on his obviously aroused wife and me with a ragingly stiff cock.

Denise whispered in my ear, "do you like the way I'm dressed?" I was about to reply when I felt her hand on my cock through my jeans. "I see that you do, " she smiled, "quite a lot!". "Denise, what about John?" I sputtered, "what if John comes home?" I sure wanted her in the worst way, but I needed their friendship just as much and I didn't want to ruin it.

"Relax, " she purred, "this is a part of my birthday present from John. He knows about it. As a matter of fact, when I told John about it, he was happy that it was you I wanted to include. You're one of his best friends, and he knows you won't blab it all over town. So if you're okay with it, everything will work out."

"In that case, I'm definitely okay with it" I said, "I've wanted to make love to a black woman for the longest time, but you were the only one I knew well enough, and you're married. And I've got to tell you now, that your ass is better looking than the thousand times I've imagined it when you walk by at work.". As I said it, I ran both hands in a long slow caress over her ass cheeks through the dress. We moved back to the couch, this time Denise sitting next to me. As she kissed me, I ran my hand up to her breast and squeezed the nipple, causing a low moan in her throat. Then I ran my hand up her thigh, under the dress, and gently rubbed over her pubic mound through the panties. I wasn't surprised to find the fabric wet with moisture, so I slid my finger along her slit, making sure the edge of my hand between my thumb and forefinger pressed up against her clit. She ground her pussy into my hand, and I knew she was very aroused. I was looking forward to slowly undressing her, kissing her here and there, when I got my next surprise.

"Look, I can tell that your foreplay will be wonderful, but I've been thinking about tonight all day. And I've had to finger-fuck myself nearly every fifteen minutes! So to hell with foreplay for now!" and with that, she grabbed my waistband, and yanked my pants and underwear down. My now-freed cock sprang to attention.

The next thing I knew, those peach colored panties hit me in the face. Denise straddled my waist, and with her dress still on, lowered herself onto me. I couldn't see what was happening because of the dress, but I sure could feel it! Her pussy was tight, but dripping wet. As I felt her slide onto my thick member, her creamy juices were already running onto my balls and onto my leg. "Unnnnh " she groaned, "that's what I've been waiting for, a nice thick cock up my cunt!". I had never heard her talk like this before, and it aroused the hell out of me. Denise was close to cumming already. She raised herself up until my cockhead was just held within the lips of her juicy tunnel, then slammed herself down until she ground those wet pussy lips into me. After just three of those trips up and down the length of my cock, I felt her inner walls tighten on my cock, as waves of contractions passed through her. She was having one hell of an orgasm for such a short time!

She groaned out loud as she felt the release, and then leaned against my chest to rest for a minute. As I admired the beauty of her dark skin and hair, she whispered in my ear "now it's your turn, baby", and slowly slid her hot slot off my still rigid prong. She slid down my legs, and reached out with the tip of her tongue to caress my nipples. She slid further down, and I felt her tongue invade my navel. I began to moan myself. She licked her way down from my navel to the base of my cock, then went around it and gently sucked on the inside of my thigh. When I felt her tongue tickle my left nut, I started to go crazy! She licked and sucked at my balls for awhile, and it was all I could do to keep from shooting straight into the air, but I just kept thinking about how I wanted to feel her lips slide over the head of my cock and down its shaft, and how I wanted to fill her mouth with a hot load of cum.

Finally, I felt her tongue on the underside of my cock. She knew just where and how to lick, and she took her time. It seemed like it took ten minutes for her to slowly move up from the base to the tip of my cock. "Please, Denise!" I begged, "suck me. Put my cock in your mouth and let me shoot hot, creamy wads of sperm down your throat!". She looked at me with a mischievous grin, and slowly, slowly let her top lip crawl over the tip of my cock. Then, when she had her lips around the tip, she grasped it at the base and just as slowly let her mouth sink over it. I'd never had a woman give me a blow job that was this slow before, but it was wonderful. She just slowly relaxed her mouth, and let a little bit more cock enter. All the time, her tongue was doing slow, lazy caresses of the underside of my shaft. I could feel enormous pressure building in my balls. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna fill your mouth with cum!" I groaned. She let her mouth sink the last inch. When I felt her lips at the base of my cock, I could hold back no more. I pumped load after load of hot creamy cum into her mouth, and she licked and swallowed nearly every drop. After the last load, she climbed up on the couch to kiss me. As I let her suck my tongue into her mouth, I realized that she had a mouthful of cum still there. It wasn't the first time I'd tasted my own cum, so I let her pass some of it to me. She gave me a quick smile.

"Denise, what gives?" I said. "That was wonderful, but you were close to cumming when I got here. What are you so hot about?" She just smiled mysteriously, and said "You'll find out later, after John gets home. I just can't wait!"

Whatever it was, I could get no more out of her. I helped her toss salads, and prepare dinner (Denise always made her own birthday dinner, I found out, because John was just a passable cook). I even fixed her another drink, but found out alcohol wasn't going to help me figure out her secret either. I'd just have to wait.

Well, John got home about an hour later. I could tell that he knew what was going on, for sure. He just smiled at her when he saw Denise in her white dress with no panties, and he gave me an even bigger smile. We sat down to dinner, and had a great time, like we usually did when we went out. Then we lit candles on Denise's cake, sang "Happy Birthday" to her, and waited while she blew the candles out. The whole time Denise and John were looking at each other with this little secret smile, and I was dying to know what they were so hyped up about.

"Denise, baby, ready for your present?" John asked. "Not yet," she answered "he doesn't know about it yet." At which point I added that someone had better tell me something soon or I'd be totally nuts.

"Dave, remember about a month ago when we all went out?" she asked, "and we got around to discussing fantasies?" I nodded, unsure of where this was headed. "What was mine?" she continued. Know I began to see. "To see a man suck another man's cock!" I said. "That's right, Dave, and John is going to suck yours tonight as my birthday present!".

I was instantly excited by the prospect. On the very evening she was talking about, I had told them both that I refused to rule out any bisexual action because I'd never tried it. That may have been another reason they wanted me to be the "other man" in their little scene. But instead of letting on how turned on I was, I said "Not unless you meet my one condition!" They both looked heartbroken, and didn't know what to say. "Relax, " I continued, "my condition is that I get to suck John off as well!"

Denise's eyes lit up like thousand watt bulbs. She couldn't believe that I really meant what I said, but she was turned on by it. To prove I was sincere, I stood up, went over to John's chair, leaned down, and kissed him full on the lips. When I felt him slide his tongue tentatively out, I sucked it in as quickly as I could, and gave him some of my own. John stood up, and we began a torrid session of spit-swapping. When we came up for air a minute or two later, Denise was standing as close to us as was humanly possible, and she was stark naked. In a very husky voice, she said "I think we better go to the bedroom now." Taking us each by the hand, she led us into their very large master bedroom.

Theirs was a king-size, or maybe larger, bed that filled the center of their room. Off to one side was an easy chair, which I assumed was where one of them sat to read, or put their shoes on. On top of the dresser, there were several skimpy nightgowns. "I guess I won't be needing these 'convincers'" Denise said as she swept them into a drawer, "Dave agreed much faster than I expected.". She sat down in the easy chair, and said "I'll just sit over here, and watch you two for a while". John and I just kind of grunted, since we were already back to tickling each other's throats with our tongues.

It was getting hot, so we removed our shirts and shoes. I nibbled his nipple, and reached around to squeeze his ass. He grabbed mine in return, and as our cocks rubbed together through the fabric of our slacks, I felt a spark that told me this was going to be one interesting night! Denise was getting impatient, though. She came up behind John and unzipped his fly, and pulled his pants down to his knees. Then she did the same to me. We were standing there in our underwear, looking at each other's cock bulges, when Denise said "Come on, guys, let's see my present already!". She had a big smile on her face, and a hand in her crotch. Her finger slowly caressed her hard clit, and she sat on the corner of the bed to get a good view. We took off our underwear. I looked at John's eight and a half or nine inch cock and wondered if I was going to be able to handle this after all.

I laid down on the bed on my side, and began to stroke my cock as though I were jacking off, starting slow, and squeezing a little as I got toward the head. John seemed a little nervous, I guess he wasn't as relaxed about it as I was. Denise gave him a little encouragement by extracting her finger from her slit and letting him lick it. Then she got some more of her hot juices and rubbed them on my cock. "C'mon, baby, don't be afraid" she whispered. So he laid down next to me with his lips at the head of my throbbing dick, and his big cock in my face. I tried to slowly let my mouth cover the head of it, just like Denise had done to me earlier. As I tasted the salty fluids which were beginning to seep from him, I felt him put his mouth over my cock, and his tongue tentatively lick the underside of it. It felt good! It made me want to please him, too, so I slid my mouth down just as far as I could on his cock. I heard Denise gasp a little, as she was getting a real eyeful for her present!. As I slid my mouth back up his cock, I felt him going down on mine. I figured out that he was trying to reciprocate for what I was doing, so I knew if I'd suck his cock the way I'd want mine sucked, we'd both do fine. I started to go up and down somewhat faster, sucking harder as I came up and being sure to pause as I got just behind his cock head to give it special attention. Sometimes I'd swirl my tongue there, sometimes I'd drag my teeth a little. Once in a while I'd pull my mouth completely off his cock to take a breath and give him a smile of encouragement. Denise meanwhile had changed positions. Now she was sitting with her legs spread obscenely, one behind John's head, the other behind my legs. Her pussy was spread wide open, at about where my knees were, and as I slurped and sucked her husband's cock, she was watching him intently as his lips went up and down, down and up. She was staring at my cock, and his lips, a look of pure lust on her face, her tongue licking her lips. With her right hand, she was jamming two fingers in and out of her cunt, and with her left she was squeezing and twirling her nipples, but never did she lose sight of his mouth on my cock. I heard her say "take it all, honey, suck down that cock! suck the cum out of him! you can do it, baby, come on!". It was incredibly arousing to hear a woman urging her husband to do a good job at sucking cock, and it must have been arousing for John, too, because on his next trip down my cock, I felt his lips brush my balls. He began to stroke up and down faster. Denise rammed her fingers faster into her pussy, reaching down with her left hand to play with her clit. Finally Denise could wait no longer, I guess. Taking the dripping fingers of her right hand, she quickly reached up and slid her index finger up my ass! The surprise was enough to make me cum! John was taken by surprise, and a big gob of it dripped out of his mouth before Denise said "no, baby, keep it in your mouth". He managed to get his mouth full, then she pulled him away. "Hey!" I said, "I don't get any?" Denise looked at me, her nipples hard as rocks, and her cunt almost literally steaming, and said "Maybe later. I need him a lot more right now."

First she gave him a deep, tongue driving kiss, sucking much of my cum into her mouth and swallowing it. Then she laid back on the bed and pulled her knees back as far as she could. I could see her inner labia, a dark rosy pink, and slick and wet with her cunt juices. Once I again I heard her say things I never thought to hear. "Now, John, I _want_ your big fuckpole right up my cunt! My pussy's gonna suck that cock off of you. It's burning, it's juicy! I want your cock rammed in there!". John put his shoulders into her legs to support them, and levered that big cock up over her hot slot. He put the thick head of it just on her clit, and began to rub it around. This made Denise moan and cry "come on give me that cock!". Then he laid the underside of it in her slit, and began to slide back and forth in the hot wet juices there. Denise started thrashing her head from side to side, yelling "FUCK MY PUSSY, John! FUCK IT NOW!". John gave me a big grin, and as he started to slide forward one more time, she let out an inarticulate cry. Then she grabbed his cock and shoved it into her hole, grabbed his ass with both hands, and pulled! Using her hands on his ass she actually slammed him into her. This was what he was waiting for, apparently. He began to pound his cock up and down into her upturned pussy, pulling it out as far as he could, then slamming it in to the hilt. Denise began to cum after ten strokes or so, and she was hollering "I'm cumming, fuck me, I'm cumming, slam that cock!" over and over.

I figured John must be getting pretty close to shooting his wad, so I thought I'd help them along. Getting behind him, I stuck my head in and began to lick his balls. When he started to pull his cock back up, I let my tongue drag on the underside of it, then when he slammed back down, I licked his balls again. Some of the time, I licked Denise's pussy lips as he was pulling out, or I'd gently tug on them and lick her asshole. After about five minutes of that, John hollered "I'm gonna fill your cunt with cum, now!" and slammed deep into Denise's pussy and held there. I saw his balls and cock pulse as he squirted his hot load up into Denise. There was so much that her pussy couldn't hold it all, and it dripped out onto her cuntlips and thighs, where I licked it up. Then John rolled off, spent for now, and Denise said "still want it?"

"Hell, yes! I figure I've earned it!" I said. She had me lay down on my back on the bed, with my head on the pillow. Then she carefully turned around and slid up the bed, her pussy still turned up, but now even with my face. "Here it comes!" she said, and in one fast motion, flipped over, her pussy lips meeting my mouth almost perfectly. I opened my mouth, and a flood of John's cum came pouring in. I swallowed every bit that made it into my mouth, then using my finger, wiped off the excess and offered it to Denise, who licked it up greedily.

My cock was throbbingly hard again from watching John fuck her, and John was already half hard again from watching his best buddy lick his cum from his wife's cunt. Denise said "Damn! I wish we could do one of those double penetration things like in the porn movies, but my asshole's too small! Everytime John tries to put even a finger in there it hurts! But I hate to waste two stiff cocks!". "Denise, I know something from another porn movie we can try, but I want it to be a surprise. I need to talk to John for a minute in the bathroom, and then you'll find out what it is. Do you trust me?" I asked. "I trusted you with my husband's cock, didn't I?" she smiled back. So John and I went into the bathroom so I could explain what I wanted.




Birthday Present



She knew it would be good when we got back, because both John and I were harder than before. I thought it might be a little "freaky" to him, but apparently once he had gotten over the hurdle of sucking another man's cock, he wasn't going to hold back on anything else. Like I said before, he's a great guy!

I got on the bed first. I inched my ass right down to the edge of it, with my feet on either side, sort of an "M" shape. A little awkward, but not too uncomfortable. Then I had Denise lower herself onto my cock. I'm lucky I didn't shoot my wad right then as I found she was just as hot and wet and ready to roll as this afternoon when I fucked her the first time. She moved slowly up and down, as she waited for my next instruction. "He's not going to put his cock in my ass, we already discussed that, so what's in your dirty little mind?" she wondered. In a minute, she found out, as John came up behind her, and putting his arms around her, gently fondled her breasts, and squeezed her nipples. "Here, Dave, have a suck" he said, and gently tugging on one of her sweet dark brown nipples, put it into my mouth. I sucked and nibbled on it, then he gave me the other one. Denise was getting really turned on, and she wanted to slide up and down my pole, but John's position only gave her limited motion. After a couple of minutes, I winked at John to give him the signal to put our little surprise into action.

I looked right into Denise's eyes, because I wanted to see her reaction. As I stared into them, I calmly said "Now, John, fuck _my_ ass." Denise licked her lips, jammed her pussy down onto my cock, and grabbed her clit. She'd wanted to see two men sucking, but she hadn't even dared to ask about this! I felt her juices flowing down my cock, and I knew this really turned her on!

John and I had applied liberal amounts of K-Y jelly to my ass and his cock while we were in the bathroom, so it didn't hurt at all when he pushed into my tight ass. When his big cock head popped past my sphincter ring, he stopped and let me get adjusted to the feel of it. Then slowly and gently he pushed it in, an inch at a time, always taking the time to make sure I wasn't hurting. Denise fucked my cock in long, langurous strokes, a glazed look in her eyes. When I felt his thighs press against my ass, I knew he was all the way in. It felt so good it was amazing. It was like when Denise shoved her finger up my ass, but ten times better. Then he started sliding slowly in and out.

"See, baby, this is a good threesome, too. We're both fucking him, and he likes it. Aren't you glad we picked Dave for your present?" John asked. In answer, Denise bent way down and shoved her tongue in my mouth. After a searing kiss, she got back up and leaned into John's chest, then said "Yes, definitely. Fuck him good, he's earned it". John picked up the pace, and added a new twist. He held tightly onto Denise's hips, so they moved in unison. Then whenever he would slide his long prick up into my ass, she would be sliding up my cock, and when he pulled back, he would pull her back down on it. The feeling was incredible, and I told him "Fuck me good. Fuck me as good as you fucked Denise!".

Denise was looking to the side, into their dresser mirror. The sight of us there made her even more excited, since she liked to watch so much. There she could see all the details as first my stiff rod came sliding out of her cunt, slick and wet with her pussy juices, while his greasy pole slid up into my ass, then my cock would disappear into her while his came sliding back out. Since her hands were free, she decided to grab her breasts, squeezing and pinching them, lifting one towards her mouth to lick it, and occasionally offering one for me to lick. Her breath was coming in short gasps, a sheen of sweat ran down her tight stomach to glisten in her dark curly patch of hair. John began to go harder and faster, pounding into my ass like he had pounded Denise's cunt before. Meanwhile, Denise wasn't waiting for him to slide her down my cock anymore. Just as soon as he started to move back, she would shove herself down my cock and grind her pussy lips into my balls.

John just couldn't take anymore. He yelled "Dave, I'm going to shoot my wad!" and started to pull back. I stopped him by squeezing his cock in my tight read channel, and said "No, I said fuck me as good as Denise! That means fill me with your hot cum!". At that, he crammed his cock as far in me as it could go. I felt the head of it swell, then a hot, sticky sensation in my ass told me he was giving me his best. I started to cum as well, shooting huge gobs into Denise, and this set her off as well. She pushed herself down my cock and held herself there, as I felt wave after wave of orgasm flow along the tight pussy walls. We all collapsed on the bed, our breath coming in gasps.

I slept over that night. The next morning, over a nice, leisurely breakfast (which John made, by the way), we arranged to go to bed together regularly. We've been doing it ever since, and no one else has ever caught on. But, I think I may have to tell Kathleen, my current lover. Recently, I've caught both John and Denise looking at her with lust in their eyes. And I can imagine how great they'd all look in bed together. I picture Kathleen, pale and freckled, with her mouth glued to Denise's cunt and her flaming red hair spread out over Denise's thighs. And I picture John with his long black cock shoved into her equally red pussy hair. As for me, I don't know where I fit in yet, since I love fucking them all. But that will be another story when it happens.



Birthday Present



Karen and Gina were best friends practically since birth. Their birthdays were on the same day, so they often celebrated by having one huge party. This year the girls turned 18. They wanted to mark this occasion by doing something they'd never forget. They thought about doing the bungee jumping thing, or maybe a hot air balloon ride, but neither of these really sounded all that good. 

"Well we have a week to decide" said Karen, "I'm sure we'll come up with something by then."

In the meantime, they decided a trip to the mall was definitely in order. Their parents had given them $1,000 each for their birthdays so they figured they would treat themselves to some new clothes. 

"How bout this one?" asked Gina, holding up a short little red dress.

"Oh definitely that one girl, you would look so hot in it" answered Karen immediately.

"Ok, said Gina, let me go try it on".

As she emerged from the dressing room, Karen could not believe her eyes. Her friend did look hot!!

Karen couldn't help but notice how the dress hugged Gina's ass, and showed off her ample cleavage. 

"Well, what's the verdict?" Gina asked, twirling around.

"It's definitely you girl, you better buy it!!" said Karen.

"Ok then, I will!!" Gina said, smiling. "Let me go change out of it, I'll be right back."

"Karen?" Gina said from the dressing room.

"Yes Gina?" she answered.

"This damn zipper's stuck in the back, will you come here and help me?"she asked.

"Sure" said Karen, laughing.

She stepped inside the small cubicle, standing behind her friend. 

"Wow, it's cramped in here" said Karen.

"Definitely" Gina agreed.

Karen slowly slid the zipper down Gina's back as it came to a stop just above her ass. She noticed Gina's perfect skin and sexy back. Her perfume filled the entire cubicle. Before she realized what she was doing, Karen had kissed Gina's back. 

"Oh fuck!!, I'm sorry Gina" Karen said, stepping back.

Gina turned to face her embarrassed friend. 

"It's ok Karen" she said, smiling.

Gina reached over to lock the dressing room door before slowly walking over to the corner where Karen was standing.

"What are you doing Gina?" Karen asked.

"Sssshhhh Karen" she said, placing her finger over Karen's mouth.

The two girls stood face to face, their hot breath bouncing off each other. 

"Kiss me" said Gina.

Karen slowly took Gina's face into her hands, pulling her lips closer. Their bodies pressed into each other, almost as one, while they stood there kissing. 

Gina gently pushed Karen into the wall behind her, rendering her helpless. But Karen didn't seem to mind as she reached down and slid her fingers inside Gina's panties. 

Now fortunately, for the two girls, the store was not extremely busy today, so there wasn't exactly a rush for the fitting rooms. And as luck would have it, these rooms were full stalls, meaning you could not see the person's feet underneath. 

Karen realized that Gina was already quite wet and her pussy was responding to Karen's fingers. Baring down on them, tightening and releasing, massaging them. 

She whispered for Gina to lie on the floor and spread her legs. Her pussy looked so inviting all spread out and wet. Karen wasted no time burying her face into her friend's box. Gina moaned in extasy as Karen's mouth raped her pussy, deeper and deeper her tongue sank into the moist folds. Sucking and nibbling her hard clit. 

Gina wrapped her legs around Karen's neck, spreading her legs as far as they would go. Karen couldn't believe how good pussy tasted, it was so warm, and sweet and the juices were drops of heaven on her tongue. She wanted to eat Gina forever. As she continued to devour her friend's cunt, Karen got more and more turned on. Sucking and biting with a little more force. 

She sank 2 fingers deep into Gina's asshole, pumping them in and out like a small cock. 

"Oooooohhhh" Gina purred, "That feels so fucking good Karen"

Just then, Karen removed her mouth from Gina's dripping twat. 

"What are you doing Karen?!?" Gina asked, surprised.

"Sit on my face Gina and 69 me baby" Karen growled. 

Gina wasted no time straddling her best friend's face while taking Karen's twat into her own mouth. 

Harder and faster Gina bucked her hips, rubbing her big, hard clit on Karen's tongue. 

Karen did the same, almost force feeding her hairy pie to Gina. 

Replacing her fingers deep inside Gina's asshole, Karen continued to pump Gina's face with her pussy. 

Gina returned the favor and crammed 3 fingers deep into Karen's asshole. She howled as Gina's fingers fucked her. 

Karen locked her legs tightly around Gina's head, like a vice, forcing her to suck her off. 

"Oh god that's it Gina, suck my clit baby, yeah suck me off!!" Karen pleaded.

Gina could feel Karen's pussy walls gripping her tongue, she knew she was about to explode and this sent her over the edge.

"Oh fuck Karen, make me cum baby, make me cum for you" Gina groaned, still smearing her pussy all over Karen's face.

As they rubbed each other's clits faster and fingered each other's assholes deeper, the two girls slid over the edge. Both of them cumming at the same time. Each one coating the other's face with a waterfall of sticky sweet juices. They couldn't contain their moans as they exploded in an orgasm neither of them had ever quite experienced before. 

As the waves began subsiding, the girls stood up. Both dizzy from the monstrous release they had just been a part of. They embraced, kissing like starving animals as they sucked their own juices off each other's lips. 

They emerged from the dressing room, one at a time. As they headed to the exit they were stopped by a security guard. 

"Excuse me ladies" he said in a deep tone.

"Yes sir?" asked Karen.

"Come with me for a minute, I need to discuss something with you." he said, pointing to a door that said Security.

The two girls followed the tall man in uniform into a tiny office.

"Shut the door" he said.

"What's going on?" asked Gina.

"Well I'm gonna break it down for you" he said "Having sex in a public place is against the law."

Both girls got very red faced and hung their heads down, fearing what was gonna be said next. 

"Please sir" said Gina "We didn't realize anyone was watching and it wasn't planned"

"Doesn't matter if it was planned or not" said the guard "But I'll tell you what I'll do"

"Ok" said Karen.

"Now this has to stay just between us" he said "No one can find out what I'm about to tell you."

Both girls nodded in agreement.

"If you let me fuck both of you, I'll let you walk out of here, no charges" he said.

Their eyes got big as saucers, unable to believe the proposition that was just made.

"Well do we have a deal or not?" he asked.

Karen and Gina looked at each other. 

"Ok it's a deal" said Gina.

"Good" said the guard, beginning to undress. "Lock that door behind you there babe"

Gina turned and locked the door.

"Take off your clothes" he demanded. "I want one of you up the ass and the other in your pussy, I'll leave it up to you to decide who gets what"

While the girls finished undressing, the guard called on his walky-talky that he was taking his lunch hour and did not want to be disturbed. He clicked it to the off position and layed it on the table.

"Alright, I'll take you first" he said, pointing to Gina.

She hesitantly walked over to the naked man who was waiting by a table. 

"Pussy or ass?" he asked.

"Ass" she answered, knowing Karen had never been fucked anal before.

"Bend over the table then" he ordered her.

With one quick thrust, he was deep in her ass. Pumping her harder then she was prepared for. He was rough, alot rougher then any other man she had ever been with. He grabbed her by the hair and made her talk dirty to him while he raped her over the cold steel table.

Karen watched as her friend's ass was stretched unmercifully by this stranger. She was somewhat turned on, but also scared because she knew her turn was next. 

"Tell me you love it bitch!" he ordered Gina.

"I love it, I love it!!" she moaned. 

"Of course you do bitch" he said, slapping her ass.

"You know I gotta dump my load up your ass, don't you slut?" he asked.

"Yes!! Yes!!" she cried.

Harder he pumped her, never letting up. He slid his cock half way out only to slam it back in, stretching Gina's asshole even more. 

"FUCK!!!!!!"he yelled "HERE IT CUMS BITCH!!!!"

Gina winced in pain as he unloaded inside her. He yanked her head back one more time, kissing her neck as his cock finished up.

"Get the fuck off me" he ordered, pushing her to the floor.

"Now it's your turn slut" he said, pointing to Karen.

She leaned over the table, it was so cold and she felt humiliated by having Gina witness this. 

The man licked his finger and slid it up and down Karen's slit, moistening it. Then without hesitation, he stuffed his fat cock so deep in her pussy it shoved her body up the table. 

He grabbed her by the hips and forced her back down. 

"You ain't goin no fuckin where till I'm done" he growled.

Karen moaned and groaned as the stranger stretched her pussy. 

"Oh yeah, that's it" he growled. "I love young pussy"

He began pumping her more and more violently. 

"Oh god!!!!" she cried out "You're fuckin hurting me"

"Oh shit bitch!!!" he yelled "I'm cumming"

He held her hips with a death grip as he unloaded inside her. Shot after shot of his cum invaded her pussy.

Finally, he stopped pumping. "Get up" he ordered. "Get your fucking clothes on and get the fuck outta here"

The girls quickly got dressed, they couldn't wait to get out of there. 

"And don't forget to drive safely" said the guard, laughing hysterically.

Karen and Gina decided not to tell anyone, how could they? So they let it slip from their minds and concentrated on planning their birthday party. 

The week passed quickly and their birthdays arrived. 

Their friends started arriving, gifts were piled to the ceiling, music was blaring and liquor was almost as abundant as the soft drinks. 

Karen and Gina's parents usually used this day to go out and do something, just the 4 of them so their girls wouldn't be bothered by having the parental units around. Just as they were about to leave, the doorbell rang. 

"I got it" yelled Gina's mom.

"Gina?" "Karen?" she called out "There's a package out here for you girls"

"Open it please Mrs. Green" yelled Karen.

It was a large manilla envelope, with the words "Extremely Important" written on the front. 

Gina's mom opened it, it was a videocassette. So Mrs. Green called everyone into the living room to see what was on the tape. 

Just as Karen and Gina entered the room, they saw something they never would have expected.

It was the surveillance tape of Gina and Karen in the dressing room, then of the 2 girls fucking the security guard. On the bottom of the screen, written in big, blue letters it read : 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LADIES

"Oh shit!!!!" they both said together.

This had definitely turned out to be a party they'd never forget. 



Birthday Present



I was very excited to find out that on my birthday, my husband had gotten me a full day spa treatment. When the day finally came, my husband took the kids, and I left for a day of blissful relaxation. I gave my husband a big kiss, and left.

I arrived at the spa, and was greeted by a tall redhead wearing what appeared to be the typical greeter’s uniform, a white button up blouse and a short skirt, with high heals. She was quite beautiful. She said, “You must be Barbara, I’m Susan, and I’m in charge of making your day here as relaxing as possible.” She brought me to a room that was filled with all sorts of equipment that would most likely be used on me throughout the next few hours. 

Susan sat me down in a relaxing chair, and started to explain what would be occurring over the next few hours, starting with a manicure and pedicure, a facial and a complete and total body massage. I was very excited and could feel my nipples getting hard as I sat there listening to her. She walked over to the closet and removed a robe, and asked if I wanted a glass of wine, I said yes, and she returned with the wine, and handed me the robe saying, “Remove all of your clothing and place them in this locker. Put the robe on and sit and relax in this chair. We will be getting started in a few minutes.”

As she left the room I felt myself getting excited and somewhat nervous. I had never had this sort of treatment before, and the fact that I would have someone with their hands over me rubbing me down was both exciting and a little scary. I kept telling myself that they were professionals, and they did this all of the time. I drank my wine down quickly removed my clothing and put the robe on and sat down. As I sat there I was rubbing the extremely soft robe when I ran my hand over my nipples, I felt how hard they were. I almost involuntarily slipped my hand inside and started to pinch them. They started to grow harder, and I could feel myself start to get that feeling of arousal when there was a knock at the door, and in came Susan and another stunning young woman I was soon to find out was Susan’s assistant. Her name was Lexi. She was a brunette, not as tall as Susan, but just as big in the chest. She had a slender body, and a tight little ass. She wore a typical outfit, white button down shirt with white pants. She had her long hair up in a way, with some strands hanging out here and there in an almost intentional way.

I was almost hoping that a man would be performing my massage, but somehow I was not disappointed. Susan explained that Lexi would be performing my manicure and pedicure, and she would be doing my facial.

Lexi sat down and started working on my feet. First she bathed them, and then she started rubbing some lotion on them. My feet are very ticklish, but somehow, she never tickled me. In fact it felt very good. Then she placed them in another bath of warm water, and came up and started working on my hands. I found myself intently watching everything she did, even though Susan was starting to work on my facial.

She started my rubbing my neck and then laying my head back and cleaning my face. She then started to rub some different lotions on, and massage my face. As Susan was massaging my face, Lexi was massaging my hands. It was great feeling to be pampered so. I was just sitting there in such a state of relaxation. We held some small talk, just talking about the family, the wife and kids, and how my husband was so wonderful for doing this for me. 

Susan started to end up her massage and Lexi was finished with my hands, so she moved back down to my feet, and Susan started to work on the rest of my facial. As I was sitting there Lexi started to massage my feet. It felt great, and as I looked down at her, I noticed she was looking up my robe. It had fallen apart some, and it was probably quite easy to see my pussy. Somehow I didn’t seem offended or nervous; in fact I almost involuntarily spread my legs a little more. She looked away for a minute, but then I noticed she looked even closer. I was somehow flattered and even a little excited about the unprovoked glances. 

I moaned a little and how good it felt, reached for some more wine, now my third glass, and shifted slightly in the chair, which now gave her an even better view of my pussy. I looked down at her as she performed her work, and as she would lean over my foot I could see her ample cleavage. I found myself waiting for the moment that I got the best view. As she massaged my foot sitting on that stool, she would place it in her lap and I got the feeling she was rubbing my heal against her own pussy. I was getting excited, and I was surprised. I am not a prude. I had never done anything with a woman before, but I suppose I had a little feeling of wonder, a little fantasy once in a while. Somehow, this was different. She lifted my foot from her lap, and she placed it back down, she spread my legs even wider apart. As she put my other foot in her lap and started to massage it; I again noticed that it seemed to be resting against her pussy. This time I acted as though I were stretching and rubbed my heal against her a little harder. I watched her as her eyes closed slightly for a second.

As I did this I could feel a familiar tingle in my pussy. I was little nervous, because I was getting excited, and my lips were starting to swell. All the time Lexi was stealing glimpses of my swollen pussy.

After what seemed like minutes, but was quite longer Susan had explained that she was finishing up with my facial and Lexi explained she would just be another minute or so. Susan started to rub my shoulders, and it felt great. As her hands moved around my neck, she seemed to rub the front of my shoulders and slightly rub the front of my chest. Her hands would slip just slightly under my robe. I felt myself wanting her hands to go further, and reach my nipples, which desperately needed some more attention. I noticed that my robe was now laying open so my cleavage was showing. 

I felt a little strange to be laying their with my legs spread wide open, Lexi staring at my pussy, and wanting Susan to take my nipples in her hands. But I was feeling good, and I was going to make the most of it. 

Soon Lexi was done, and she got up and gave me a smile. They asked me to get up and lay down on the table. As I got up Susan helped me, maybe the wine was affecting me, Susan walked behind and started to help me remove my robe. I was a little nervous, and Susan could sense this so she explained that they would give me some towels to cover up. I explained that was fine, but realizing they would be seeing everything anyway, explained that it was not necessary. I started to lie on my stomach when they explained that the massage would start after the waxing.

Waxing, I didn’t know there was a waxing. Susan explained that there was a bikini waxing. She told me not to worry, that while a little painful at first; they had a method to soothe the area. I reluctantly said ok, and they started to get their equipment into place. Susan then asked how much hair I would like removed. I guess I looked at her a little strange, and she explained that today, many woman are removing all of their hair, but some just like the bikini area. I said that my husband would love it all gone, but I was unsure. 

Then Susan walked over to me, reached down and lifted her skirt revealing no panties and a bald pussy. It looked quite sexy, and while shocked she put her hands on it and showed me how much easier it was to manage. I was watching her move her hand over her pussy intently when she said, “Then away with all of it?” I said I guess so, I said.

Susan stood on one side of me and Lexi on the other. Susan spread my legs and applied the wax and then ripped off the first hairs. As soon as Susan pulled the hair off, Lexi slapped my pussy with her hand, and applied some lotion. There was some pain, and suddenly pleasure. Susan applied another coating of wax, pulled it off and then again Lexi slapped my pussy with her hand and rubbed in the lotion. I was getting so excited. I was looking forward to the next time I would feel the sting of Lexi’s hand slapping my pussy, and then rubbing it. Soon they were down to the sensitive areas of the inside thigh. They could probably see that my breathing was fast, but where they were I am certain that they could see and smell my excitement. Susan spread the wax ripped off some hair and then Lexi slapped my pussy lips. I arched my back, not in pain, but in pleasure as she rubbed the lotion between my legs. “One last time,” Susan said. I was disappointed, I wanted some more. Susan ripped off the hair and Lexi with a little more force then before slapped me square on my pussy lips, and I thought I was going to cum. I bit my lip as she started to rub in the lotion, and occasionally a finger between my lips. 

She got a towel and a warm wash cloth and started to wipe my pussy down and clean me up. As I looked down, I could see Susan bent over and I was staring at her ass, and looking at Lexi’s cleavage as she washed me. I was confused because I was looking at them in a very sexual way, a way I had never looked at woman before. Maybe it was the wine?

They asked me to roll over on my stomach, because they were about to start the massage. Susan started to work on my shoulders and Lexi my feet and legs. It felt great, and took my mind temporarily off of my feelings of lust, that is until Susan started to rub my sides. Her hands were slipping down the sides of my breasts, and I had to keep from lifting my breasts off of the table to let her hands keep rapping around to my nipples which were starting to grow again. Lexi started to work her way up my thighs, she pushed my legs apart gently and worked her way up the outside, up to my buttocks, she massaged that a while and this was quite erotic in itself, because she kept spreading my cheeks apart, and it felt as though she would blow on my anus as she did. Soon she started to work her hands back down, this time the inside of my thighs. She took her time working the flesh of my inner thigh. I spread my legs even further, involuntarily hoping she would put her hand back where it was just a short time ago, but she would come within inches of my pussy, but did not touch it again.

They both finished their parts and then they asked me to roll over. Susan started to massage the front of my body starting with my upper chest just above my breasts, and Lexi started to rub my thighs. Susan worked her way around my breasts, with my rock hard nipples just waiting for her touch, while Lexi lifted my knee off of bed lightly and started to rub my thigh. Soon Susan’s hands were making circling motions around my breasts, and she could hear a sigh escape my mouth. She kept this up for a while, and finally rubbed some lotion over my breasts. Just lightly at first, but then kneading them, and finally working my nipples. She stood up on a stool just above my head as she worked over my nipples, and I could see her clean shaven pussy under her skirt.

As she was working my breasts over Lexi had reached my pussy, and started to rub it. I started to spread my legs wider to give her better access. She started to rub a finger, inside my slit, and I was moaning louder and louder. I was in heaven. Susan asked how the massage was going, and I said great. Next Susan started to reach down towards my pussy. She lifted her knees onto the table on either side of my head. Now I had a clear view of her pussy. I was so excited, my mouth was watering, and I wanted to lick her clean shaven slit, when she said to me, “We told you this was a full body massage, do you know the only part of your body that hasn’t been massaged yet?” I said no, and she said, “Your tongue!”

Hearing that was like an order, she slowly started to lower her pussy to my face. Whether I wanted it or not was no longer a choice, I was about to eat my first pussy. I extended my tongue and parted her lips, and almost came when I tasted her. The taste was so intense. I just lapped away at her juices. She started to eat my pussy, and it wasn’t long before I had one of the most earth shattering orgasms of my life. Just as I was cumming, she started to come on my tongue.

I was so satisfied, that I just wanted to lie there, but just as Susan rolled off of me I saw Lexi approaching my pussy as I looked down between my legs. She looked like an animal, that wanted its meal, and within seconds I was ready to give her what she needed. She knelt between my legs and started to lick me. I was quickly getting closer to an orgasm, when she stopped. Then she knelt up on the table, and I saw she was wearing a strap on cock. She leaned forward and started to kiss my neck, and my chest. She started to work her way up and to kiss my lips. Before long her tongue was in my mouth, and I was becoming even wetter then before.

She took her knees and spread my legs even further. I gave no resistance. She was licking my ear and whispering and asking me what I wanted her to do. I was feeling this huge plastic cock between my legs, and I wanted it in my pussy, so I told her so. I was desperate, and wanted it so badly. She leaned forward, and asked me how badly I wanted it. I told her badly, she again said how badly, and I said real real bad. She said if I give it to you, you have to do what ever I tell you to, ok? I didn’t answer, and she asked again. I was afraid to answer, but finally I wanted that plastic cock so bad and her tongue back in my mouth that I would have promised anything.

She told me that because I was a good girl that she would fuck my pussy if I spoke dirty to her. I begged her to fuck my pussy, and she said what, and I again begged her to fuck my pussy, adding this time, with that big cock of yours!

She said I was a good slut, and if I continued to be she would pleasure me. Before she would fuck me she told me to suck her tit. I had never done this before, but I think I did quite well, because she was moaning excessively. I begged her to fuck my pussy, and she slowly started to enter me. She started slow at first as I kissed her neck and mouth. She would stick her tongue in my mouth and then tell me, “Beg me to fuck you,” and I would beg her more and more, “Please fuck my pussy, I need your cock so bad.” Finally she started to slide it in faster and faster. I was moaning. It felt so good to have this cock in me that I did not have to worry about coming to soon. It was a fantastic feeling, and was exciting to watch her big tits sway as she fucked me. I could feel my orgasm building when she pulled out, and told me it was not time to cum yet.

I was quite upset and started to beg her to put it back in, when she said, what will you do for me if I do, and I responded anything! She stood up and started to remove the strap-on cock to my disappointment.

Out of frustration and desperation I again explained that I would do anything if she would please fuck me. She said that I would get fucked, but not by her, but by Susan. She then said that while Susan was fucking me, I would be eating her pussy. Then she told me to get on my hands and knees. I did as she requested, as I watched Susan put on the cock.

Lexi positioned herself in front of me and told me to start eating her pussy. It was exciting to have this woman control me. She spread her legs and I saw that she had a clit ring, a little hoop. This excited me even more. I leaned forward and got my first taste of Lexi. Her pussy was soaked, and I had a hard time licking all her juices. I lapped at her like a dog.

While this was happening, Susan had positioned herself behind me and started to lick my slit a few times. Then she reached up and spread my ass cheeks and licked my asshole. I involuntarily pushed back, and Susan pushed her tongue into my asshole just slightly. Susan then pulled back and said, “There’s one place we haven’t massaged yet, but we’re about to remedy that.” With that I felt her applying some oil to my asshole.

I started to pull away from Lexi’s delicious pussy to protest, but Lexi grabbed my hair and said, “Now darling, you said you would do anything, now this is anything. Have we done anything that hasn’t made you feel good yet?” Susan placed the head of the cock to my asshole and ever so slowly pushed it in. She asked me if I was a virgin there and I nodded my head.

My husband was always after me to try this, but I was too afraid. As she slowly slid it in, Lexy started to moan. I was surprised at how different, but how exciting it was to have my rectum invaded. I could feel my pussy start to get extremely moist as she slid slowly back and forth in my asshole. I started moaning into Lexi’s pussy, and Susan took that as a sign to pick up the pace just slightly. Lexi started to moan, and I knew her orgasm was approaching, and mine wasn’t far off. She kept asking me if I liked having my asshole fucked, and did I like eating her pussy, my response was a loud moan into her pussy, which seemed to trigger her orgasm. 

I was so excited to be feasting on this beautiful brunettes pussy, while having a gorgeous red head fucking my ass, that I started to cum to. Then I heard Susan start to moan, and she seemed to be getting ready to cum, so I lifted my head and said, “Fuck my ass you slut.” Then she started to fuck me hard, and I heard start to cum also.

We laid there in a clump, trying to catch our breath, me with my face all sticky with Lexi’s pussy, and a plastic cock just sliding out of my ass. I was now truly relaxed. After a minute or two Susan got up and went to the cabinet and removed another strap on cock. This one was quite bigger then the other. She brought it over and asked me to stand up. She then started to attach the harness to me, and told me to make love to her. 

This tool she was placing on me had a large cock out front, and a somewhat smaller one that she inserted in me. It slid in quite easily, and I was ready for action. It felt wonderfully sexual to be in this position of power. I leaned forward and started to suck on her breasts, and kiss her face and neck as we stood there. My cock sliding between her legs, and I slid her back, and onto the chair, I positioned myself between her legs, and I placed the large cock in her pussy and slowly started to move in and out. As I moved in her hands were grabbing my ass and pulling me in deeper. It reminded me of what I did to my husband when he was fucking me.

The one amazing thing about this tool was how good it also felt to me. Each time I thrust forward the cock inside me would push in, and each time I pulled out it would also pull out slightly. The other thing it did was to rub my clit as I entered her. As I fucked her I asked her if she liked it, and she moaned her approval. She had one hand on my ass, and the other on my swaying tits, pinching and pulling my nipples. I was so excited being in control, and fucking this beauty, that I started to cum quite quickly, and she seemed to coincide her orgasm with mine. 

As I lay there on Susan, I heard some moaning coming from behind us, and I could see Lexi rubbing her pussy. She then ordered me to get over there and fuck her. I kissed Susan and moved over to Lexi, who grabbed me and pulled me to her, sticking her tongue in my mouth. She started to suck on my tits again, and had my nipples hard in no time. She looked up and me and told me to fuck her hard. I leaned down and licked her pussy a couple of times before I placed the cock at her opening. She spread her legs as far as she could and I slipped right in and started slowly at first, but she kept saying faster. I fucked as hard and as fast as I could until she exploded into a powerful orgasm, digging her nails into my ass. Feeling this I felt an orgasm come very suddenly and I came again.

Completely exhausted we just lay there. Susan came over and explained that there session was almost over, but they needed to clean me up before they sent me home. We all took a long shower together, and we washed each other. 




Birthday Present



"Happy Birthday, Arthur!" Sandy exclaimed as she opened her door to her paramour. He smiled and hugged her, their lips fused open together, their hands gripping and sliding over the other's back and buttocks.

"So, what did you get me?" he asked as they paused for breath.

"Not what, but who," Sandy corrected.

"Say again?"

"Look, sweetie, I know you love me and my pussy, but let's face it: you love women. So I got you another one."

Arthur looked at her incredulously as he took this in and then smiled. It was going to be a long weekend by the sea.

"Alright then, where is she?"

"Uh uh, she's going to watch us for until she warms up and decides the time is right. Heck, you may not even see her until Sunday--'less you're good to me."

"Oh, for gosh sakes, Sandy, she's my present. But if you insist . . ." and Arthur leaned to kiss Sandy on her forehead, her eyebrows, cheekbone back to her ear where he licked lightly at the spaces curving inward. Sandy closed her eyes and shivered, her hands sliding over his chest. As he probed her ear, Arthur's hands moved from her back over her shoulders and down the outside of Sandy's arms before sliding up from her hips to her ribs and then the upward slopes of her breasts. Sandy wriggled at the sensation through the soft blue cotton that draped her body. She loved the way he touched her, matching the mood between them, and with his tenderness this evening Sandy was already looking forward to hours of languorous climaxes.

Arthur could smell her pussy opening with her anticipation, but he kept his hands above her waist, circling her hardened nipples through her dress, stroking her belly with his fingertips while their lips met again, tongues delicately curling about each other. His cock thickened and strained upward against the bind of his pants and then against the lower curve of Sandy's mons when they hugged more closely.

"You're all the birthday I need, Sandy," he whispered and knelt before her. With his nose Arthur swept back and forth over her belly, slowly descending to the warmth radiating below. Sandy's head fell back as she sighed. "So sweet a smell from your pussy, let me kiss her." And so saying he lifted her hem above her knees, the cloth brushing over her thighs until the gold hairs of her delta and the widening gap between her labia were exposed to his adoring view, his roving thumbs, and the attentions of his mouth.

Letting her dress fall back over his head like a hood, Arthur inhaled long and loudly before beginning his licks at the base of her slit. Sandy fought not to stumble and Arthur gripped the cheeks of her ass as he slowly, lightly worked his way up the exposed folds of her pussy. Her juices began flowing in abundance, Arthur swallowing between compliments. He pushed his nose in her crack and slid upward, pulling out just as he brushed past her hooded clit. Again, this time letting his tongue follow more deeply, once, twice, thrice until Sandy rocked with waves of tingling pleasure. Arthur didn't stop, however; his face wet from the sweating heat and her soaking cunt, he enclosed her clit with his mouth and sucked it in, his tongue whirling around the hood. Now she shuddered and bucked, screaming in ecstasy, her hands clenching the head under her dress, "O god, yes! Yes! YEEESSS!"

"Do you think my present liked that?" Arthur asked once he stood up again, kissing the beads of sweat on Sandy's brow.

"Um, yeah, if she'd seen it."

"Oh, come on, you mean she's upstairs?"

"That's right, you'll have to start over," Sandy said with an eager grin.

Minutes later, Sandy was crouched over Arthur in a sixty-nine on her bed, sucking deeply on his free-standing cock while he returned the favor with flicks to her pussy. Arthur was reveling in the power of Sandy's mouth and the view of her star-puckered anus and the shadowy curves of her backside as he looked up when Sandy sat back, pressing his head into the mattress and her mound into his face. Arthur would have protested but for the fact that he couldn't speak. Nor could he see--instead he felt another body climb on the bed. He faintly heard giggling as the new person got astride his legs and a small hand took hold of his slickened cock.

"Happy Birthday again, baby," Sandy cheered as Arthur felt the head of his knob slip into the visitor's wet and exceedingly tight cunt. He could hear his groan echoed by the woman whose labial lips were closing around his cock, and he let her work it all the way in, which she accomplished by alternating between slow, spiraling rotations of her hips and pauses in which she took deep breaths. She took her time, apparently distracted by something Sandy was doing to, or with, her, for his lover was leaning forward, giving Arthur some breathing space. It didn't stop him from lapping at Sandy's cunt, and she began rocking back on his face to a third orgasm.

Meanwhile, his prick's captor began a slow grind on his hips, intensifying the pressure on Arthur's member by clenching the muscles of her cunt just as she bottomed out and began pulling back up. The feeling was exquisite--Arthur reached out to touch the mystery woman but Sandy grabbed his hands to her breasts. Nothing to do but work harder, he thought, lapping and sucking at Sandy's cunt with greater vigor in an effort to make her come again, fall off him, and give him a view of his present.

"Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah," Sandy spasmed over his face, her hands clenched in Arthur's stretched out to the sides. Go Princess, go, thought Arthur of his moaning lover impaled on his stiffened tongue. As if she heard him, Sandy fell back over his head, giving Arthur his first view of the woman milking his prick with such skill.

It only made him harder. She was Chinese and petite, her hair short and breasts large and round for her delicate frame, chest tapering to a narrow waist that swelled again to the hips now riding Arthur's. Her skin was an ivory white and suffused with a light gleam of sweat as she smiled at him.

"So"--she ground her pubis and clit down on the base of his cock-- "Do you like"--slowly she pulled back, her labia exposed among thick black hairs as they dragged along his length--"your birthday present?" Again she pushed back down as she leaned forward, her tits extending toward him, her tiny, bushy cunt somehow swallowing something much, much bigger.

"Best I've had this year," breathed Arthur as he thrust upward and reached for her nipples. "And your name is . . .?"

"Ming . . . Ahhhh," she breathed as his fingers stroked her breasts and pinched her suddenly taut, darkened nipples. Ming shivered at his touch and the accelerating motion of their groins. Arthur's hand slipped down to her hips to hold her as her cunt clenched his blood-engorged cock. Sandy, meanwhile, had recovered to crawl behind the other woman. Without pressing on Arthur's flexing legs, she straddled them while hugging Ming's tiny body, pressing her mons to Ming's writhing bottom and crossing her arms across Ming's chest to hold and rub her breasts.

The waves of an enormous orgasm began roiling through Arthur's present. ‟Aaah eeeee!" she began screaming when Sandy slipped one hand down her flat belly, fingers extending around her throbbing clit and pushing down toward the base of Arthur's pounding prick. ‟Yes!" yelled Arthur as he butted at the rim of Ming's cervix, deep in her glove-like cunt, and began shooting jets of come. She fell forward, screaming with pleasure, Sandy falling with her, her pointed nipples pressing into his chest. As the Ming Wei gasped into the mattress to Arthur's left, Sandy came forward to kiss her lover passionately.

The three cuddled on the bed, stroking bodies, caressing faces, brushing matted hair.

"So where do you find present like her?" asked Arthur.

"Hey, does Target tell Walmart? She works with me, and I'm having a hard time keeping you a secret."

"Then I'm her present as much as she's mine. Ming, what's your pleasure?"

"I didn't see what you did to Sandy downstairs, but you seem to have a clever mouth."

"Sandy thinks so. Please, lie back against Sandy and spread your thighs. I'm sure you two have much to share." Ming did as Arthur suggested, and turned her head to meet Sandy's friendly mouth with her own. Sandy caressed the Chinese's face, fingers sliding over her now dry skin to Ming's breasts. She avoided the nipples, hefting the orange-sized tits and stroking Ming's belly.

Arthur meanwhile was kissing and sucking at the insides of Ming's thighs. He bounced back and forth as he advanced to the ruffled black bush that joined them. Arthur licked the crease between one thigh and her groin, dragged his tongue across her lower belly and descended down the other crease. His nose was full of rich smells: Ming's sweat was mixed with a jasmine oil brushed on the lips of her pussy; the pungent flow of her juices ran with his semen as it dribbled back to the bed from the far reaches of her cunt.

"Eastern star, I bow to your beauty," intoned Arthur, making the women laugh before his tongue began probing the bottom of her slit. He sucked and swallowed the liquids flowing there. He stiffened his tongue and began flicking his way up the center of Ming's pussy.

"Ahhh," sighed Ming happily. She threw her arms up and back to grasp Sandy's head; the effect was to push her chest and breasts out against Sandy's warm sliding hands, which now began roving over Ming's nipples, pinching them with increasing force between her fingers.

Arthur began stabbing deeper into the tight folds, methodically working from bottom to top. He dodged Ming's tiny button, instead surrounding it with the warmth of his mouth while his tongue curled deep behind it to rasp against the roof of her cunt.

"OOH," gasped Ming at the contact with her G spot. Arthur repeated the deep lick, once, twice, three more times and then sucked her now unhooded clit deep into the wet heat of his mouth.

"UUNNNHH!" cried the Chinese with the sudden orgasm that rocked her body. As Sandy rubbed and pinched Ming's nipples, Arthur gripped Ming's flexing rounded buttocks and clamped his teeth, buffered by his lips, on her clit. She screamed again as his tongue pressed its tip, mimicking the action of Sandy's stiffened fingers over the peaks of her superstimulated tits. Ming writhed in the pain and ecstasy, restrained and held between the two lovers until she wilted.

Arthur was by now completely aroused again--he loved seeing how a woman came. ‟My turn again," he said cheerfully as he motioned Ming to roll over and Sandy to slide down so that Ming could lie on her, pussy to pussy. Sandy hugged her smaller friend and threw her calves over Ming's knees to spread her legs for Arthur's approach. Arthur paused to admire Sandy's close-shaven blonde pussy and pink and purple labia in such close proximity with the wild and matted black mane of Ming's bush and the reddened lips it framed.

"Leave the driving to us, Ming," he said as he positioned the tip of his hardened cock at her slit. Holding her by the white curves of her hips he repeated the short thrusts of his tongue. Arthur slid one hand between the women's bellies to stroke Ming's clit with his fingertips while his knuckles rubbed Sandy's. He thrust deep into Ming's tiny cunt, withdrew slowly, and drove forward again. It was easier than the first time only because Ming was too tired to clench his prick with the muscles of her cunt, but there was nothing like running into a woman from behind for the satisfaction of depth. He pulled back out, almost completely, feeling for his slick member when he met another hand fingering it and Ming's soaked pussy.

"Go on, blow out her candles, and you might get two for one," urged Sandy. Arthur grinned and picked up speed, driving his cock deep into Ming's cunt, her breasts into Sandy's, and her mons into his palm, his knuckles into Sandy's clit. Sandy responded by driving her hips up as Arthur pounded forward, and Ming fell into a keening wail of exhaustion countered by the constant stimulation of her body. She was coated in sweat. Arthur slammed against the slippery twin balls of her ass, which had broken into goose bumps. He felt the tingling in his balls. 

"Here . . . I . . . come . . . ‟ he grunted and began bucking in triple time, shorter strokes lodged deep and tight in Ming's cunt. Ming continued her cry, tight nipples pressed against Sandy's adding to their excitation and Sandy began spasming as quickly as Arthur. "OH OH OH OH OH AAAHHhhhhh," she shouted in concert with her lover's exclamations. Arthur spurted once again, semen refilling Ming's liquefied cunt as he bucked against her.

It felt almost as good just to lie on Ming as it had to fuck the daylights out of her, and Arthur pulled out his softened cock reluctantly. Sandy released her hold on the Chinese's legs and together they made a place for her in the bed, where she quietly passed out.

The next morning Ming Wei awoke lying face up on the bed. Eyes still closed, she remembered last nights pleasures and stretched languorously.

"Mmmm-oooo" she smiled and cooed as someone's lips met hers in a soft kiss that turned into a longer, firmer one. Meanwhile someone else was kissing and licking her belly, slowly working up to her ribs and breasts. She kept her eyes closed, uncertain who was kissing her where and not wanting to know. Her nipples stiffened into sharp black nibs as the mystery mouth sucked and chewed on them; someone's fingers began sliding gently over her pussy's lips. Ming sighed in the middle of another kiss and at the break the two mouths changed places. The hand at her pussy continued its ministrations, the fingers sliding deeper between Ming's slippery folds. Another finger joined the lips of her mouth and began imitating the motion in her cunt, sliding in and out as the tongues intertwined in their wet rubbery embrace. 

Then her mouth and pussy were empty, untouched. Ming breathed heavily in the pause. It went on, and she wriggled on the sheets in anticipation. Where were her teasers? Her nose told her Sandy's pussy was suspended above her; she felt fingers at her pussy again and then Arthur's cock pushed relentlessly inward.

"AHHH, yesss!" Ming cried, throwing her slim white legs around Arthur's hips. But her cry was cut off as Sandy lowered her pussy onto Ming's open mouth. Arthur pressed her legs up and under his shoulders, folding her almost in half as he thrust up her tightly pulsing cunt. He sucked on her breasts while Sandy rocked her cunt back and forth past Ming's gasping lips and tongue, for the Chinese was orgasming, her cunt clenching Arthur's hardened tool. He filled her again and again with his rod, its length pressing against her sensitized clit until she slackened. He looked at Sandy's pussy, now dripping on Ming's soaking face.

"Alright, princess, your turn. On your back, and put your head over the edge."

"It's about time, Arthur, you've barely touched me."

"That's about to change." Arthur pulled out of Ming's clinging cunt, his cock still hard and purple with tension. He got off the bed and held his prick, wet and sticky with Ming's juices, before Sandy's face. He looked down at her and his present, the two woman prostrate on the bed. One petite, porcelain-pale, soaked in sweat, legs and arms splayed, her bushy, red-rimmed gap still open where Arthur's cock had been moments before, her breasts rising and falling slowly and heavily. Next to her was his lover lying facing him, her fuller, creamier body more composed but slightly tensed with anticipation, slightly shiny with arousal. Her breasts moved with Sandy's shorter breaths; her pussy fell out of sight below the roundness of her belly. It felt great to fuck two women, to keep them coming, to keep them satisfied with all the skills at his command.

"It's feeding time, sweetheart, open wide."

"Goddamit, Arthur, it's my cunt that needs filling, not my mouth."

"You'll get yours, now swallow." And she did, in great gulps, her hands reaching back to grab his buttocks and pull him to her. Arthur looked down at his dick disappearing into her mouth and steadily filling her throat. He trembled as Sandy's esophagus pressed on the rim of his knob. He gently stroked her there and she quivered. Sandy moved his hips back and forth to catch a breath as Arthur leaned forward to grab her tits. He milked and pinched her nipples, now thick and hard as she milked his cock. Arthur released Sandy's throbbing breasts, pulled back a moment and then leaned further forward, filling her throat again, until he could look down at her close-cropped pussy. He could barely contain himself but went down on her pink lips just enough to suck her clit up and down a couple of times.

By this time Sandy was writhing, and Arthur straightened up, pulled out of her mouth and jumped on the bed. He swung between her spreading legs and fell on her, his fingers guiding his lubricated tool into her notch.

He was in before she knew it, and he slammed forward the full length of the prick she'd been deepthroating a moment before. Sandy, still gasping for breath, was stunned.

"Wuuhh!" she exclaimed as she lost the air in her lungs. Arthur slid out and fired back up her cunt, his pubic bone colliding with her clit, his balls against her perineum. Sandy was undone, needing air at the same time that she could feel the orgasm rising from the force of Arthur's attack. Her groin began tingling, vibrating, as Arthur gripped the cheeks of her ass and pounded her cunt again. She lay there, arms still over her head, legs simply trembling on the bed while her man gave her no chance to recover, to respond in any way but an orgasm. Panting between her heaving breasts, Arthur filled her again and again with thrusts that ended with his tingling knob against her cervix. 

"Oh God, Sandy, fuck me! Here . . . I . . . come! AHHHHH!" And he began to spasm, shorter, sharper pokes as his balls contracted and the head of his prick exploded with the release of nerve endings and sperm. Sandy's cunt and hips reacted as well--she rocked upon the mattress under Arthur's thrusts, the rest of her sweating body shaking and trembling with sensation and exhaustion.

When he finally rolled off Sandy, Ming, who'd been watching with increasing interest, piped up.

"Can I have some of that, or do you need breakfast first?"

After breakfast and the fondling and joking that went with it, the trio went to beach. It was sunny and warm, the tide high, and they walked a long way, far from the gathering crowds near the refreshment stands and the boardwalk. Ming was wearing a black-and-white striped hiphugger bikini that stretched with the fullness of her breasts and hinted at the warmth of her mound. Sandy filled a one-piece turquoise suit of shiny, thin lycra. The split of her pussy was plainly visible as were the full buds of her nipples. It was all Arthur could do to not stroke her cameltoe in public. They stopped and set up camp, literally, for Arthur had a tent as well as towels and a basket.

"Last one in is a dead jellyfish!" yelled Sandy, and they raced into the breaking waves. They dove and surfed in the warm water before moving out into deeper water among the swells. There the three kissed and hugged one another, their lips and tongues tasting the salt water mixing with saliva, their hands and fingers probing, pinching, and stroking breasts, pussies, and Arthur's rising cock through the fabric of their swimsuits. Ming jumped into Arthur's arms, her legs straddling his hips. He pumped her jiggling body, his hands pulling her bikinied bottom toward him, her pussy mashed against his compressed cock until she cried out. Sandy was next and took even less time to come while half-floating in the water as Arthur's fingers pulled her asscheeks apart under her suit.

Then they headed back in to shore, where the breeze and midday clouds made them shiver. Sandy's and Ming's nipples stood out in sharp relief and Arthur gathered them under a towel which he rubbed rapidly over their wet bodies, their breasts, bellies, and bottoms. He crouched behind them as they crossed their arms over their chests and Arthur, enjoying the view of their damp behinds, pushed the ends of the towel between their legs.




Birthday Present



"Unnhhh," sighed Ming.

"Unnnggg," gritted Sandy as Arthur worked over their covered pussies with the terrycloth. The friction led them both to tremble for Arthur paid close attention to the top of their cracks, pressing hard and pulling them back toward him. Once again the women came, but they weren't satisfied.

"Your turn now, Arthur," said Sandy.

"Yes," chimed Ming, ‟where is the fun for the birthday boy?"

"I get my kicks sexing chicks," protested Arthur as they pressed in on him. "Look, you girls are in those damp suits. Let me help you change."

"We don't need your help, do we Ming?"

"Certainly not. Sit down, Arthur." As Arthur looked on, Ming slowly pulled on Sandy's shoulder straps, drawing the clingy fabric slowly down over her arms and the slope of her breasts. She looked up into Sandy's eyes and smiled as she paused, leaning in and reaching up to kiss the taller woman whose arms were trapped at her sides. The Chinese pulled ever more slowly as folds of turquoise, shining in the sun, approached Sandy's nipples. Arthur sat entranced, his cock hard in the folds of his shorts.

Ming drew the Sandy's suit straight down, pulling the breasts with it until the lycra finally snapped free and her nipple popped up.

"Ahhh," sighed Sandy as Ming took her nipple in and lolled about it with her tongue. Then Ming repeated the process with Sandy's other breast, arousing the trapped woman on the empty beach, the sunlight glinting off her blonde hair. Ming drew the suit further down the length of Sandy's belly, kissing the curves of exposed skin as Sandy stood, eyes closed and breasts standly out proudly above Ming's black-maned head.

The swimsuit descended along the underside of Sandy's belly and now Ming held Sandy's hands. She tugged slowly at the lycra which now gathered at the larger woman's hips. Sandy was basking and swooning in the light and dark of cloudshadow and sunlight passing over her exposed body, the feel of Ming's small mouth caressing her skin. She parted her legs a little further to keep her balance and to make the Chinese's task a little harder.

Arthur looked on entranced by the striptease. His cock strained at the fabric, semen leaked through his suit to replace the evaporating seawater. Ming was working harder now to pull the suit off Sandy, which was complicated by Sandy's broader stance and the curve of her buttocks. Ming was on her knees now, leaning forward and tugging at the mouthful of cloth over Sandy's swelling mons. He couldn't take it any longer and jumped up, pulled off his shorts and dropped between Ming's legs. He looked up at Sandy, who smiled, grabbed the Chinese's wrists, and pulled her toward Sandy's pussy, exposed at last.

Ming dove in, nuzzling the mix of salt and pussy juices while Arthur drew her bikini bottom slowly but surely to her knees. He stared at her flaming pussy pushing out between her legs, and tickled it with one, two, three fingers, spreading the lips, drawing the moisture up and down her slit. He moved in, pointing the tip of his dripping dick at her notch, feeling for the gap of her red-rimmed vagina, took hold of her hips and drove forward.

"Oh yeah!" he cried, running up Ming's cunt and pushing her into Sandy's pussy. He drew out slowly, admiring the shininess of his newly lubricated tool as it emerged from the Chinese. She was deliciously tight, her dark red labia attached themselves to the cock, reluctant to let go until he pushed forward again. Arthur and Sandy held Ming impaled and trapped between them, her freedom depending on their release. She lapped desperately at Sandy's cunt and cocked her ass back to meet Arthur's thrusts. She wanted to touch herself, her breasts, her nipples, clit, anywhere to get her own satisfaction but Sandy's grip on her arms kept her suspended from the knees.

"That's it, lick my clit, suck my juices," panted Sandy who wished someone could give her own breasts a workout. Still the tingling from her cunt and the grip of Ming's grasping hands on her ass cheeks was having the desired effect. She trembled, began to cry, as Arthur felt his own orgasm rising from his balls. He pumped Ming harder, faster, pounding her face into Sandy's groin. He came first, shooting streams of sperm to the end of Ming's cunt, the added lubrication around his exploding tip moving him cry out to the sky in pleasure and pain. Arthur's thrusts subsided and he fell forward on the woman's back, his dick still firmly planted within her. He grabbed her breasts and pinched Ming's nipples, one hand moving back down to her clit, already stimulated by the closeness of his cock. Sandy came next, still holding Ming's arms, rocking her pussy into the woman's juice-plastered face. Sandy staggered backwards, her swimsuit still around her thighs, leaving Arthur to crouch over his birthday present, now collapsed in the sand. He humped her into orgasm before they collapsed together, Arthur gasping, "So what do you do for anniversaries?"



Birthday Present



Note from the Authoress: Amazing what you think about when you are running. Hope you enjoy the twists and please feel free to give me constructive feedback. P.S. to the snotty bitch that nearly ran me down in her big flash car......hope you are called Hilary!

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"Please tell me what you have got me," said Hilary with a slightly peeved and whiney voice as she re-read the card that said 'clue - they are a big and black and a matching pair.'

"It will spoil the surprise old girl," Henry said in his gruff voice, "and sorry I can't be there for your birthday but you know what these dam conferences are like. Anyway your presents should be there this afternoon. Will speak to you this evening."

With that Hilary found herself holding a dead telephone. 'That old bastard had better bought me something nice' Hilary thought to herself as she repositioned the phone on the cradle.

Hilary looked round the house and smiled to herself. At 45 she had it made, a 6 bed-roomed house in the middle of Surrey's exclusive stockbroker belt and a rich husband. As she moved into the elegant and richly furnished dining room she remembered the holiday villa in Portugal and opening the French doors and seeing the elegantly manicured garden bursting into May bud she also remembered her own Mercedes sports on the long sweeping gravel driveway.

The only thing that was really lacking in Hilary's life was a decent sex life. She knew she wasn't unattractive, her hair and make-up was always perfectly done and she was the perfect hostess at dinner parties. Although no longer young Hilary was proud of the fact that she had virtually no spare fat and there was hardly any sag to her 38C breasts. Saying that Henry didn't seem that interested these days and it had been months since the last time they had done the business as Henry put it

The doorbell rang, interrupting Hilary's thoughts, and opening it she found herself staring at a pair of nervous black faces. "Yes?" Hilary said in her most imperious voice.

"It's your birthday present ma'am," one of the two replied.

Hilary's brain whirled as her thoughts flashed back to last Christmas when after one too many Sherries she had admitted to Henry that she was fascinated about the rumours about the size of black men's penises. Henry had hurriedly changed the subject and shooed his wife off to bed before retiring to the study. The following morning nothing had been said over the breakfast table and Hilary had assumed the matter had been forgotten, yet he had said 'big and black and a matching pair' and these two were certainly black and looked like peas in a pod.

"Do come in," Hilary said breathlessly and the two men followed her through the hallway and into the large airy breakfast room.

"Well come on then," Hilary said in hoarse voice.

"Pardon Ma'am," one of the guys said.

"Your cocks," Hilary almost spat in frustration, "Show me your cocks lets see if they are as big as they say they are."

The two brothers looked at each other, shrugged and in unison dropped their trousers and then stepped out of them. Hilary was speechless for a few seconds then uttered slowly, "Oh my goodness."

The two men were perfectly matched and their thick black cocks hung down limp and flaccid to half way down their thighs.

"I'm Tom and he is George," said the first guy.

"Yeah, you can tell us apart because Tom is only 11 and half inches and I am the full 12," said George.

"Mind if I get a closer look," said Hilary dropping to her knees.

Hilary was like a small child at Christmas, not one but two black cocks, all for her. Slurping one into her mouth she sucked contentedly before a tug at her hair reminded her that the other needed attention. Getting to her feet Hilary grabbed the two brothers by their cocks and pulled them towards the stairs.

In the master bedroom Hilary stood and admired the two fine specimens before her but her revere was broken by Tom saying, "Show us the goods then white lady."

Working himself with his hand George said, "Show us them white titties."

"Yeah," said Tom, "and that white pussy that we are going to get."

Perhaps a little crude thought Hilary but the harsh words caused her tummy to flip like it hadn't done so in ages. 

"As it's my birthday," Hilary cooed, "are you boys going to treat me like some little white slut?" She could hardly keep the hopefulness out of her voice.

"If that's what you want, you have got it," George said, "So start sucking bitch."

Hilary dropped to her knees even more hastily this time and began to slobber on the two cocks that had grown to their full hardness. George was sitting in a chair and Hilary was bent over sucking him when she felt Tom behind her. Hilary nearly screamed when she felt the big cock enter her pussy, never in her life has she felt anything so big inside her. Breaking from George's cock she moaned, "I don't think I can take it."

"You are going to take and then beg for more," Tom said with a cruel laugh as he continued to force it deeper and deeper.

Moaning incoherently Hilary found herself pushing back onto Tom's cock and putting her hand between her legs could feel that the thing was only in half way. Hilary felt rough hands paw at her breasts as Tom savagely pulled her back burying the cock to the hilt. Her scream was stifled as George rammed his cock into her mouth and held her head as he started to fuck her face.

Hilary couldn't help the orgasm that burst through her whole body and forcing her head away from Georges cock yelled, "Yes fuck me harder." 

With that Tom began driving hard into Hilary's soaking pussy and then grunting shot his load deep into her pussy.

"Tag Bro," said George with a grin and after slapping hands Tom was sitting in the chair where his brother had been moments before.

"Suck it bitch," Tom snarled and Hilary could see the strings of cum dripping down his still semi-hard black cock that was streaked with her own juices.

"But," stammered Hilary as she had never tasted herself before but her protests were cut off as Tom pushed her head over his cock. At first Hilary almost gagged on the thought of it but as she accustomed to the taste she began to suck and slurp in earnest.

Hilary vaguely heard the words 'no sloppy seconds for me' but the impact didn't register until she felt something pushing at her anal star. Hilary had only ever tried anal once and that was many years ago just after she married Henry and since then, despite Henry's pleadings she had steadfastly refused.

There was no refusing George as he pushed his cock at her ass and Hilary tried to scream but her please were muffled round Tom's cock.

"Relax bitch," said George bringing his hand down with a hard slap that caused Hilary to gasp in shock. This very action caused her anal ring to tense and relax and George sensing his chance thrust hard.

"God this bitch is tight," George grunted as he pushed in. Hilary's brain was whirling and her whole world seemed to be centred on the blinding pain in her ass. Just as she thought she would pass out from the pain her body started to truly relax and things became easier. George started to pull back and drive in a little deeper each time until he had the whole of his cock buried in Hilary's ass. Indicating to his brother to let go of Hilary's head he lifted her head back by here hair and whispered loudly, "You like this black cock in your slutty white ass don't you?"

The pure lust in her own voice amazed her as Hilary found herself moaning, "Yes I love it, fuck my slutty white ass, give me all that beautiful black cock."

"You heard the woman," laughed Tom, "Go for it bro," and with that George started to pump in and out of Hilary's ravaged ass until he shot his load deep inside her bowels.

The two guys stood and left Hilary lying on the floor mumbling incoherently. White cum was oozing out of her pussy and ass and polling on the carpet and as the brothers left the room they faintly heard Hilary humming the tune to Happy Birthday.

Collecting their clothes from the kitchen George turned to Tom and said "what about this?" indicating a small box in his hand.

"Leave in by the phone," George said and laughing they left the house. 

The two brothers sat in their car for a moment and just looked at each other with a pleased grin in their faces.

"Man that was weird," said George

"Yeah totally," said Tom, "but that white slut really went for it. Did you hear her moan when I nailed her pussy?"

"Not half as much as she did when I nailed her ass." George said laughing.

"Well it certainly brightened up our day, but suppose we should get back to the shop," said Tom as he started the engine.

It was at that point George's mobile began to ring.

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"Did you like your present?" Henry asked his wife.

"Mmmmmm very nice, a perfect pair, in fact they have just left," purred Hilary still feeling the pleasant throbbing in her pussy and ass.

"Just left!! Are you mad old girl?" Henry roared down the phone.

It was at this point Hilary looked down at the telephone table and saw a small gift-wrapped box. Hastily undoing it Hilary found herself staring at a pair of matching black pearl earrings. Hilary stood rooted to the spot totally speechless, her head spinning as Henry continued to splutter and foam down the receiver.

"They are wonderful," Hilary said hoarsely, "Sorry Dear I have left the bath running will see you tomorrow," and with that put the phone down. Then picking it up again dialled the jewellers number and, asking for the manager, demanded to be given either Tom or Georges mobile numbers as they had left something behind and they need to call back immediately.

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"I think the silly cow has lost the plot," Henry said as he clicked off the phone, "She was saying that her earrings had just left, must be going mad."

Lucy hide her smile as she recalled a few months back how Henry had told her about his wife's comments about black men. Lucy had carefully picked the black pearl and diamond earrings and even got Henry to write the 'little joke' as she called it in the card. Then a quick phone call to the jewellers where she had insisted that the items were delivered using two security guards, even going as far as naming the two brothers to be used. All she had to do now was collected the tape from the tiniest video she had installed in Henry & Hilary's bedroom and her dream of a little sports car should become more than just a dream.

"Don't worry about it dear, I have something for you," said Lucy. 

Henry turned to see his 22 year old personal assistant kneeling naked on all fours on the bed, her cute ass high in the air.

"Oh and don't forget the gel," she cooed over her shoulder as she patted her ass invitingly.



Birthday Present



My wife Helen told me that she was struggling to find anything suitable for my birthday. She is 31, tall with long slim legs, has long brown curly hair and a very slim figure. She is a great wife and has never refused anything that I wanted to do in our sex life.

After some thought, I cheekily suggested that there was something I wanted but thought she might not have the guts for it! She assured me that I could have whatever I wanted. I told her that I would love to see her get fucked by another man.

She said that if that's what I wanted then she would do it for me, but it would have to be at a hotel, as a one-off with a complete stranger. We have a happy family life and although she can be a very adventurous lover, she said she only loved me and didn't want it to ruin anything we had.

I thanked her and with a playful slap on her bum set about placing an ad on a website for a good-looking guy to fuck my beautiful wife, at a country hotel.

We had loads of emails with pictures in most cases, ranging from the weird to the hunky. I asked Helen if she wanted to select someone with me but she preferred I pick. I knew from the sexy games we played that he had to be slim, with a decent body and a bit older than us. I finally whittled the emailed photos down to a 35-year-old black guy called Lloyd. I was surprised he was 35 looking at his photo, as he looked 10 years younger and kept himself in shape, as he worked at a fitness gym in Birmingham. I was excited to show Helen my final choice. 

She wasn't surprised he was black as this had been one of my favourite fantasies for most of our married life. Helen said he looked sexy and she'd put a show on for me with her black lover, if that's what I really wanted.

I emailed Lloyd and sent a photo of Helen we had taken at my firm's Christmas party, with her looking stunning in an expensive dress. He said he'd be happy to meet us as long as I paid for the hotel. I agreed and we arranged to meet at a classy country park type place about 20 miles from Birmingham, the following weekend. Lloyd suggested we meet about mid-afternoon in the hotel bar so we could break the ice a little with a few drinks. He said that he had done this type of thing a few times, always with white couples, but he didn't do it all the time and was choosy whom he dealt with. He added that Helen was very nice and he would be very happy to oblige us in our fantasy!

The week running up to the meeting was a mixture of great excitement and apprehension. On the one hand I wanted to see Helen fucked by a big black guy but on the other I desperately didn't want to change anything between us. Helen didn't refer to it a lot but in bed she said she quite fancied him and didn't mind as long as I still wanted to do it. She had never thought about a black guy before but thought that if we were going to do something as exciting as this, then we might as well go the whole hog and try a black cock just liked we'd played in bed.

Well, the day finally came and Helen looked gorgeous. She wore a classy black dress cut off mid thigh showing off her sexy legs clad in black stockings and suspenders, high heels and tiny black panties. As we drove to the hotel, I constantly kissed her and ran my hand up her long legs and into her juicy pussy. 

I pulled onto the large car park and after switching off the engine, stroked her long hair and asked one last time if she still wanted to go through with it. She pushed my hand down between her thighs and said, "What do you think?". She was so wet and I kissed her lustfully before we went into the hotel bar.

We must have looked a typical business couple as I got myself a pint and Helen a large vodka & tonic. We sat in a small alcove near the fire so we could see all the people who came in. We agreed to meet Lloyd at 3.00 pm but it was only 2.35 so we used the time wisely by drinking three further beers and vodkas, to calm the nerves. I said, "I can't believe we're actually going to do it!" As a few sporty types chatted to the barman. Helen just winked and scanned the bar entrance nervously.

Just after 3.00, Lloyd walked in. Helen hadn't seen his photo but it didn't take a mathematician to spot a large black man at the crucial time. He was dressed in jeans and hooded sweat top but looked smart casual for mid 30';s. He was tall with very short hair and a great physique. He got himself a bottle of Becks and I waved him over.

"Hi, I'm Lloyd"; he said as he sat down to join us "And you must be James and Helen."

He seemed friendly right from the word go and looked Helen up and down. In his photo he looked a regular black guy but now he sat opposite us it struck me how very black he was, almost like an African.

We chatted politely over two more drinks and gradually the conversation relaxed and got bawdier. Lloyd said he liked white women in stockings and Helen replied, ";I like black men in bed!"

She looked radiant (after six vodka tonics) and flirted with Lloyd happily. I went to the loo and my heart rate increased as when I got back to our alcove, Lloyd had changed places and sat close to Helen with his hand on her knee.

I said we hadn't done this before and asked Lloyd for some guidance. 

He asked for the room key and said he and Helen would go up first and I should follow about ten minutes later.

"Any longer and you';ll miss some of the fun!" he joked . I gave him the key and kissed Helen on the lips. ";Don';t worry, I';m sure Lloyd will look after you."

"I know he will"; she said, not now looking so nervous and with her hand holding Lloyd's tightly.

They walked off to the lift. She looked great as they joked away with Helen tossing her long brown hair from side to side as they moved through the bar area. Lloyd placed his hand on her cute bum as they waited for the lift doors to open. She turned and blew me a kiss before the doors closed.

My heart raced and I felt sick with excitement. This was the longest ten minutes of my life! I left my beer unfinished and walked over to the lift. It arrived quickly and I ascended to the second floor, on my way to room 21. It was down the end of a hallway with a big gold 21 on the door. My heart and cock about exploded as I tapped the door and entered.

The first thing I saw was Lloyd's sweat top and jeans on the floor along with Helen's dress and panties. I walked into the main part of the bedroom and a shocking sight hit my eyes. Lloyd was sat on the bed in his underpants and Helen sat beside him naked except for her stockings and suspender belt. She was kissing him loudly and running her hands all over his black body. Lloyd was fingering her neatly trimmed pussy, which made Helen kiss him all the more. 

The sight of Lloyd's black hand between my wife's pale white thighs was fantastic. He slid his long middle finger in and out of her wet pussy, occasionally stopping to rub her clitoris, which sent her wild. Their different colours stood out against the white bed sheets. Helen's pale white body and black stockings, with Lloyd's deep big black frame. I sat down before I fell down to watch my birthday treat!

They continued kissing with Lloyd licking Helen's nipples, which made her gasp. She slid her hand down Lloyd's pants and pulled off the straining material. A big black cock sprung out which stood erect from a thick bush of pubic hair. This guy was in good condition for 35 and his black body looked electric next to Helen's whiteness. 

She grabbed the knob and pulled back the foreskin to reveal a large pink knob end, which she licked like a lollipop, before swallowing half of the big black cock into her mouth.

Everyone says black guys have big dicks but this was a nice 8 inches long and thick enough for Helen to get her hand around it comfortably.

She slid onto the floor in front of him, lovingly sucking his cock up and down. Lloyd groaned deeply and ran his hands through Helen's hair, which he pulled to one side to give me a better view. The sight of my beautiful wife on her knees sucking off a black stud in her stockings was stuff I can only describe as mind blowing.

She continued up and down, licking the knob end, which was driving Lloyd wild. He pulled her onto the bed and drove his head between Helen's thighs as she sucked and wanked him relentlessly. Lloyd started to moan along with my wife's feminine shrieks and Helen's head and hand moved faster. She was facing me and after only a few minutes, Lloyd let out a load gasp. She moved her head away and continued to wank him as he shot five or six good spurts of thick come. The first had jetted in Helen's mouth and the others shot over her face, hair and tits as she finally slowed her hand pace. My gorgeous wife was covered in Lloyd's spunk and she licked it up hungrily. The previous nerves were now long forgotten and she decided she liked what she was doing.

Amazingly, he didn't soften and lifted her onto her back on the bed. His long black cock still jutted out in front of him and it waved about as he parted Helen;s thighs. She reached down, still with spunk in her hair and guided Lloyd's tool to the edge of her swollen pussy lips. Lloyd paused for me to savour her pink pussy lips and his hard black cock together as he eased it in slowly. The cock was still flecked with sperm as he filled Helen with his length. Her pussy lips stretched to accommodate the black tool and she gasped loudly as it forced her open widely.

Lloyd parted Helen's thighs wider with his forearms as he pushed his glistening cock into her. As he pushed all the way in, Helen rose to meet him hungrily. 

He pounded her pussy with long, deep strokes as Helen cried and whimpered. They kissed wildly and this was it, a black stud finally fucking my wife. Their two different colours contrasted again as black and white fucked energetically. I could see his cock all shiny, as it momentarily appeared between the deep strokes, from Helen's wet pussy.

She cried out to be fucked harder by his black dick and Lloyd obliged with a ferocious pace. Suddenly he pulled out, much to Helen's surprise and told her to turn over. She did as she was told and positioned herself on her knees and held on to the bedstead for support from the black battering ram. Lloyd slapped her bum with a thwack then eased back in this time taking her from behind. He asked her if she liked her first black cock and my wife gasped "Yes!" several times

His black hands held on to her hips as Helen encouraged him to "Give it me baby, come on quicker."

She pushed back to meet his every stroke and intermittently turned her head back to see herself being well and truly fucked by her black lover and for them to kiss roughly. Again Lloyd put up an amazing pace, rubbing my wife's stockinged thighs as he fucked her. Their bodies slapped together and their wet pubic hairs intermingled, with every forward thrust.

Helen built up to a noisy orgasm, shouting his name over and over again as he still pounded her. Finally Lloyd's face grimaced and he unloaded heavily into her, bucking as he did so "Shoot Lloyd, shoot up me baby"; cried Helen in post orgasmic delight and he didn't disappoint.

He withdrew the now softening weapon and flopped on the bed. Oozes of sperm ran down Helen's thighs, as she collapsed also. She lay there panting from the afternoon's exertions, with her pink swollen pussy leaking spunk out onto her stockings and the bed sheet.

What a fantastic sight. Lloyd lay breathing heavily on his back, with his black cock slowly softening, still glistening from Helen and his thick sperm. She kissed him lovingly and said thank you. She then moved her head down his taught black body, kissing it as she went and grabbed the softening cock to lick it clean.

Both Lloyd and Helen showered and changed. He said that we could stay in touch and thought a threesome, so I could join in, would be fun if we wanted to, in the future. Lloyd then left with Helen's tiny black panties as a memento of our fantastic afternoon.



Birthday Present



She closed the door behind her quietly as she placed her hands on my hips gently, something I loved. She leaned down and kissed me softly, lacing her tongue around mine gently, an act we had only just mastered. No longer did my nerves get the better of me, when before I would get embarrassed because I hadn't known what to do, or I had bitten her or something, now I just sunk into her grasp. She slid the bag out of my hand as she kept her eyes closed and continued to kiss me, she let it drop to the floor and pushed me backwards slowly.

A small blush crept over my cheeks as I thought of what was about to happen between us. She pulled her lips away gently, and opened her eyes dreamily and looked down into my eyes lovingly.

"Aww look, my baby's blushing!" 

She giggled in her sexy voice as she took my hands and pulled me over to the bed, she knelt on the floor at my feet and removed her shoes, and then teasingly slid my strappy evening shoes off of my feet.

"Shut up or I'll make you pay for that!" I muttered teasingly, blushing even more.

"Oh yeah?" she replied as she playfully kissed my feet and slowly up my leg. She pushed me onto the bed and straddled me, kissing my neck softly.

"Is that a threat or a promise?" 

"Try me!" I replied. 

She sighed whilst rolling her eyes. "Shut up you!" She whispered as she leant her head closer to mine. 

I raised an eyebrow seductively as I breathed in the gorgeous scent of her perfume. Staring into her eyes, I pulled her closer, letting her body fall softly on top of mine. Her lips hungrily teased mine; her small hands began to play with the edging of my low necked top. I felt my jeans becoming wetter as she grinded her body purposefully slowly over mine. 

"Baby," I moaned as I became more and more aroused.

I pulled away and gazed up into her eyes. Naughtiness, passion, and love sparkled in them, and her whole face was glowing with temptation. I felt myself shrinking under her powerful stare, I felt I was being undressed with her eyes, as she looked down into mine to reassure me. She was nervous too, our first time, it was so perfect.

She watched as my gaze travelled longingly over her body. The lust and almost animal want in her eyes was undeniable and I felt my stomach flip as she slid up closer to my shaking body. Ever so softly she hovered her tender lips sensually over mine, caressing them; my fingers ran through her long hair as her kisses became deeper, more urgent.

I sighed as I felt her slender arms pull me up against her still clothed body. She slowly pushed my right shoulder down so that I lay back on the double four poster bed. She continued to kiss my neck slowly as she unbuttoned my blouse and brushed the light fabric off my skin. I fiddled with the zip of her trousers as I finally managed to slide them off of her long legs.

I ran my fingers down her bare back, and running my fingers above the fabric of the low backed top, and then quickly worked on removing it, tossing it to the other side of the room as her tongue eagerly responded to mine in her mouth. My fingers played with the thin straps of her bra, giving her skin small goose bumps as I lazily let my 2 fingers trail up and down the length of her inner arm, knowing it caused a tingling, tickling sensation. My fingers continued their little game, pausing at her waist and then sliding along the inside of her thigh. She groaned softly as she felt me run my fingers over the already wet fabric of her thong. My fingers teasingly brushed themselves over her centre as my lips trailed lower onto the smooth curve of her neck.

She held her body over mine, leaning a little of her weight on me, she finally pushed my blouse off my shoulders. Drips of sauce scattered over the light coloured fabric from diner. Diner had consisted of Asparagus with Prawns in a Garlic sauce. All 3 main ingredients were Aphrodisiacs. No wine, we had wanted to be sober in entirety to make this night real. The only intoxication we suffered was each other.

She closed her eyes in pure bliss as she let herself drown in the feel of my nervous, slightly clumsy touch. The throbbing in between her legs intensified when she felt me teasingly trail her thong down the long length of her tanned legs, and flicked it off into the distance. 

"Oh god."

She moaned as she slowly slid my jeans off my legs and teased at my black bra, pushing her finger under the under wiring, she kissed me softly as she pushed her other arm under my back, she pulled her body away and got off of me. She looked down into my eyes and pushed her other arm around me, she pushed me over, flipping me onto my front, she looked down at my back and ran her fingers from my ankle, up my leg, and up my back. I shivered.

She straddled the back of my legs and pushed her fingers under me, and gripped my breasts between them very softly, as she leaned down and kissed the nape of my neck. I shuddered feeling her warm lips, and then the flick of her tongue on my skin. She kissed down until she got to the clasp of my bra, I felt a slight tugging at the clasp as I realised she was undoing my bra with her teeth delicately. I felt the clasp give way as she brushed it away and kissed down the centre of my spine teasingly. I moaned very quietly, as I felt her lips come in contact with my skin over and over again.

She kissed behind my ear and down my neck and along my shoulder, before nudging me and helping me to turn over under her. She leaned down at the same time as I leaned up to kiss her, there was slight confusion as we silently argued over who should tilt their head to the side, and which side for that matter. We finally wordlessly agreed to both tilt our heads in opposite directions as I moved my hand up to rest on the back of her neck. Our lips touched slightly at first and then more firmly, as I slowly teased my tongue through her lips and rolled it over hers, feeling her hot wet probing tongue smother mine as we massaged each others slowly.

Her fingers danced over my nipples as I undid each hook of her bra teasingly, and pulled it free of her arms. I disregarded it and held her gently with both hands just under her armpits, gripping her ribs tightly as she rubbed and rolled my nipples between her fingers. Feeling them harden she pulled her lips away and moved directly down to my nipples, I felt her tongue engulf it, whilst her other hand pinched at my other nipple carefully. I let out a little yelp as my core was getting hotter, and throbbing more and more. I furiously bit down on my lip trying to control my urgent shuddering as her fingers continued their teasing. 

"Darling!" I squealed as for the third time she just missed the one place that was longing for her touch most of all. 

"Yeah babe?" she murmured, still paying attention to what she was doing with her fingers.

"I need to feel you inside me...now." I needed to feel this sensation for the first time, I needed to feel ourselves closer than ever. She felt herself become wet with anticipation as she listened to my hoarse voice. 

"Whatever you say baby," she replied sexily before suddenly slipping two long fingers into my throbbing entrance. She kissed my parted lips desperately as I felt myself closing around her fingers. She slid them in and out, over and over and over again, running over each bulge of my walls. I panted unevenly, squeezing my lower abdominal muscles as she rode my body slowly. My forehead began to glisten slightly, I became hotter and hotter as she began to have laboured breathing as she worked me slowly.

She watched in fascination as my chest became more ragged with its breathing, and my hands desperately ran through her hair, temporarily grabbing clumps and pulling them as I moaned and called her name in ecstasy. I was sure I could be heard from outside, I didn't care. She slowed down her movement even more, looking down into my eyes now beginning to spring with tears of pleasure. She carefully and slowly withdrew her fingers and pulled them up to her face. I opened my eyes as my breathing slowed down. I Watched as she sensually, and without hesitation, but still slowly licked them. She ran her tongue up and down her middle finger as she licked all my liquids up from it.

She looked directly into my eyes as she did so, and then she ran that wet hand through my hair as she kissed me. She kissed me hard, forcefully, but lovingly and gently at the same time. My breathing only just returning to normal I rested my hand on the back of her neck and the other on the base of her spine as I lost myself in her lips. She leaned to the right and I pushed her over to the right more, I half turned her over and she lay on her side next to me, we lay kissing each other as our heartbeats continued to race wildly. I lifted my right leg and hooked it around her left one as I pushed her back gently so that she was now underneath me.

I pushed my weight up on my arms, digging my heals into the soft mattress, I looked down at her and smiled. I lowered my body and lay my weight over hers, pushing her deeper into the mattress. She raised her arms and hooked them around my neck, her hand wrapped around her wrist clasped tightly around me. Silently flames burned in my heart. I knew we would be a log fire...with the occasional spark. Better that than fireworks, beautiful to see, but over so quickly.

'I knew you were the one I wanted, for the first time' I smiled down at her coyly. She looked up at me with her eyes and nodded silently, she tugged on her arms and pulled my face down to meet her lips. She kissed my eyelids as I closed my eyes and smiled.

'well,...' she paused 'I'm still a virgin...' she said, playing on her innocence.

'not for long...' with that I started kissing my way down her body and inhaled her addictive scent, I allowed my fingers to dance over her stomach as I paused at her breasts to taste them for the first time. I nudged her hard nipple with my nose gently before flicking it with my tongue and then licking it entirely. I moved on to completely engulf her breast in my mouth as I stroked her skin with my free hand. I bit down on her hard nipple before moving down further and licking inside her bellybutton, watching her giggle manically from being tickled. She pushed me away as I continued to tickle her with my tongue, I laughed and moved even further down.

I came to rest just below her abdomen. Licking my lips slowly I grinned as I purposely used my finger to stroke her entrance. I pulled my hands away and pushed her knees so they were bent and upright, I used them as a lever. She was incredibly ticklish; she writhed under me as I brushed my fingers between her legs, teasing her. Then I let my tongue slide up her entrance, straight over her tender spot. My hands held her down at her buckling hips. I nudged her clit with my nose every so often, and snaked my tongue in and out of her, flicking it here and there, I made it go tense and pushed hard on her spot. She screamed. I did it again and she begged me to stop.

I came up for air, and looked up at her body, it glistened slightly under the dimmed lights, her sweat coated her body in a thin film. She breathed heavily as she gripped her own hair. I continued to make her squirm and moan out, taking her innocence, and she gave it willingly.

Her muscles tightened around my tongue as I felt her on the verge, I kept my tongue inside her and pushed my face forward, nudging her clitoris with my nose and she erupted with moans. I licked her up, every drop and I slid my damp body up the length of hers, my mouth was immediately overpowered by hers as she struggled to breathe into the kiss, her heartbeat racing, pounding, I could feel it against me. Somehow my lips gave her the strength she needed to be fully recovered. 

She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me to her closely. I nuzzled her neck and lay half on her and half off of her. She stroked my hair with her free hand as we lay silently next to each other, I closed my eyes and just tried to comprehend what we had just shared.

'Happy Birthday baby.' She whispered as she kissed my cheek.



Birthday Present



This is my first effort at writing any kind of story, and I have made a conscious effort of writing an erotic story, selecting taboo sex – incest! Though incest is just a fantasy, if my story is offending, I apologize. I will be grateful to the reader if he/she were to give me their valuable comments/guidance.

Birthday Present

How can I forget the day when I turned 18!

It was mid morning when I opened my eyes to the chirping of my parents, in chorus they said – "Happy birthday darling." and they both kissed together on either side of my cheeks.

The day could not have started better, to be wished by the people whom I love most, from whom I get unlimited love.

While having breakfast, I pouted my lips and asked – "Dad, mom, where is my presents?"

"You will get the best present honey, but you will have to wait for it till night." Mom's reply made me to wonder what she has in mind, as she winked at Dad.

After a while, "Girls, I need to go out, catch you in the evening." Dad said. 

"Mac! Don't be late, and no drinks, today is going to be big day for Daisy and I want you back latest by 6 in the evening!" Mom's stern voice warned Dad.

"Mom, I am going for my shower." I yelled and went to my room.

I undressed myself and looked at the mirror to see how my 18-year-old body looks, hmmmm not bad! Thought myself. I saw my image with brunette hair, deep blue eyes and gorgeous lips. My body is trim and athletic from playing Squash all my life. I am tall. Oh! And my perky breasts are definitely a sight to see, the trimmed pussy should be mouthwatering, the way the boys at my school drools over my breasts and legs are definitely moral boosting.

Somehow I could feel the tingle between my legs and my hands unknowingly went to touch my pussy and my fingers started to caress slowly. I felt the wetness and suddenly in my mind I saw the image of my parents who were fucking one night last week, which I accidentally saw, as I was about to enter their room to collect a novel from their collection. As I was standing out of their door in darkness, I think they didn't see me. 

My legs stood ground and had refused to leave, I watched my mom sucking my dad's cock, though I could not see it from where I stood, I could make out she was just doing that, then she just rode my Dad, Oh! What a sight it was, I could feel my pussy dripping and imagined myself in her place, other than imagining what else I could do?

Needless to say I could sleep only after putting a finger inside my pussy!

"Daisy, what's taking so much time darling?" Mom's voice came over the bathroom's door. 

"Almost over Mom, will be out in 2 minutes." I said as I came out of my dream and hurried myself to complete the shower.

Wrapping a towel around myself I came out and saw Mom sitting on my bed. 

"What's up Mom?"

"Honey, come over here?"

"Let me dress up Mom?"

"It's alright baby, you don't have to worry, and after all I am your mother."

"Yes Mom." I went and sat near her.

She took me in her arms and hugged me, kissed my forehead and whispered – "my baby has grownup so big and is a sight to see."

"Mom, you make me feel shy!" I said trying to cover myself properly.

She laughed, "Hon, don't tell me no one has seen you like this!"

"It's true, Mom, I have never allowed anyone to see me without my dresses."

"What?" she was astonished to hear me saying that. "Baby, no boys...?" 

"Mom, why don't you ask me direct? You want to know am I a virgin? And to tell you the truth, I am..."

"Oh! My baby... I am sorry to embarrass you..."

"It's alright Mom, I don't really mind." somehow I started liking the discussion we were having!

I think even she was getting a hang of it.

"But Honey, don't you ever try to please yourself?" 

"I do Mom, but only with my fingers." I giggled.

"Oh! Poor girl, don't worry, Mom and Dad will take care of you from now onwards..." Mom winked at me.

"I don't understand Mom?" I was really totally at a loss.

"That's the reason I came to you darling, then one thing led to another and here we are..."

Still there was blankness in my face.

"Listen to me Daisy, we told you about the surprise present for your birthday?"

I said, "Yes, I remember and still wonder what it is."

"Let me be very open, both me and your Dad have discussed it, and that's the reason he went out, so that we can have that girl to girl talk. We had a suspicion that you are still a virgin and you need some one special to take your virginity, who is caring, kind, treats you as his jewel in the crown. Is there any better person than your Dad to give you all the pleasure?"

I just could not believe what I am hearing; there was astonishment, surprise and amusement all at once on my face.

I stammered and didn't know what to say, "Mom.... You mean... Dad... and me...?"

Mom hugged me tight and said, "yes baby, yes, but only if you want to..."

I just could not believe, " Mom, looking at the way you have put it, I think Dad is the best, he knows how to handle me, and even I was thinking of loosing my virginity, but I would have lost it to some jerk! But Mom, you okay with the idea of Dad..." 

She cut me short and said, "Darling, the idea was mine and I convinced your Dad with logic, so I will be very happy if Dad does it for you."

"Mom, you are so wonderful." I kissed her softly.

She was all business, "It's almost time for your Daddy to be home, now be a good girl and get ready, wear that short black skirt with white tight tops and wear those sexy lingerie, don't tell me you don't have it, I have seen it in your drawer, those see through dress will make your bra and panties look sexy... I am also going to get dressed up in the same fashion, lets give that old man a heart attack! come on girl it's show time..." she kissed me and left the room.

Ooooof! What a dream, I tried to pinch myself to check, ouch, no it's not one of those wet dreams, it's real and happening!

I took a long time to dress, I went inside the bath, and thought my pussy hair needs some trimming, then had a shower again, I put perfume on my earlobe and between my tits. Applied light make up, and flesh color lipstick. Don't know why, but I took out my sleek wristwatch and wore it on my right wrist, tied my hair in ponytail. Took out my lingerie, it's a shear silk material with lots of lace, the white bra hugs my tits so nicely and the feeling it gives... my black panty is actually a work of art... over that, I wore my short black skirt and tight white tops I gave myself a look on the mirror, I could see the bra and panty which was matching with the dress I wore. I was blushing like a bride!

"Girls! I am home." Heard Dad's booming voice, I looked at my watch, it was half past 6, and the old boy did try to keep up his time!

"Mac, you are late, and hope you are not drunk!" heard Mom's warning.

"No, Sue how could I? Do you think I have the guts to disobey you?" Dad had a mocking voice.

Giving myself another ten minutes or so, to soothe my nerves, I walked down the stairs to where my parents were sitting on the Cashmere rug, which was spread in the living room, saw quite a lot of soft pillows strewed across. The lights were taken out and there were some perfumed candles already lit around, giving it a real romantic aura. Both Dad and Mom stood and looked at me with shear disbelief in their eyes, Dad had opened his mouth and didn't know what to tell.

Mom recovered fast and said, "Mac, that's our baby... you like what you see?"

"I just can't believe it Sue, she is mind boggling, vivacious, we have really given birth to some one who is really a wonderful thing to have with us, I am so happy darling, I am proud..." he was just blabbering.

"Mac, Mac, calm down honey, I know the feeling, don't get exited, now come lets all have our supper together." She led us to the dining table, I was made to sit at the head of the table where Dad usually sits, he gave all of us a small drink of an exotic red wine and toasted it for my happiness, all of us just nibbled at some food as the thoughts were elsewhere!

"Washing tomorrow!" Mom declared as we finished the food, we went back to the living and sat on the Cashmere rug, so soft and so exotic. Dad played music on, the soft voice of Cliff Richard singing "Every body has a summer holiday..." was so soothing and gave a romantic atmosphere.

Mom moved near Dad and kissed him hard on his lips and slipped her tongue inside his mouth and slipped her hand over his crotch. And took Dad's hands in her other hand and placed it over my thigh, may be just to break the ice. I could feel an electric shock passing over my spine!

All of a sudden I felt Dad's hand caressing my thigh, and saw Mom moving over, I looked at Dad, and I was blushing, he held my chin up and looked at my eyes and said, "Baby, I am honored." then he kissed softly on my soft lips, felt his tongue licking my lips, then he slowly pushed it inside my wet hungry mouth, the way he played with his tongue inside my mouth gave me a fresh tingle in my pussy, he moved his right hand to my left tit and was trying to find my nipple over my bra and tops, from the corner of my eye I could see Mom moving out to the room, may be she thought of giving us some privacy to break my inhibitions, as if I have any! 

Dad took me in his arms and made me to lie down on his lap, he bent himself and again started to kiss me, this time he took my lips separately and started to suck on it, I started to moan softly... he raised his head and removed the buttons of my tight tops and unzipped the skirt taking out both of them. Now all I had was my sexy white bra and skimpy black panty!

Dad, was having an eyeful, as I was still lying on his lap, I could feel his hard cock pressing on to the back of my head, I could feel it throbbing, felt like to feel it in my hand, moved my hand over his boxer shorts and started to rub it... Dad gave a moan....

"Baby..." he moaned and bent himself and undid my bra and panty. I was all in my glory wearing nothing other than my wrist watch to give my Dad the sight of his life, he was moaning to himself and took my right tit in his mouth and started to nibble on the nipple, his one hand was holding the other tit, and felt his other hand moving down over my belly... and started to caress my thigh. I held his head tight to my tit as if I never wanted Dad to leave my tit.

He released himself from my tit and made me to lie down on the soft rug, he started to trace my body with his lips stopping every now and then, he inserted his tongue in to my belly button and licked it for a while, and then Dad continued his journey down....

I could feel his hot breath over my thighs as Dad gave himself a proper look of my trimmed pussy; a soft moan escaped his throat. He started to kiss from my toe and slowly moved upwards, I felt his day old stubble on my smooth thigh, I could feel his nose just touching my pussy lips, I started to buckle as if my pussy wanted more attention, I think Dad felt my urge and obliged by planting a full mouth kiss squarely on pussy lips, he was kissing just the way he kissed me on my mouth, first a soft kiss, then slow insertion of his tongue inside and moving it all over... Oh! God! What a feeling...

"MMMmmmmmmmmmmm............. Dad..." 

Now Dad took my cunt lips individually in to his mouth and started to suck it...

Felt his tongue searching for my swollen clit, finding it he started to tease it with his tongue, and then he took it between his lips and sucked it...

Felt something bursting in me and realized that I am going to cum!

DDDDDDdddddaaaaaaad.......... I am cumminggggggg...... and held his head tight between my legs... 

Had a terrific cum, but before it subsidized felt another wave, but this time Dad stopped himself and looked at me with all the affection, 

"Daddy, can I hold your hard cock and kiss it?" Oh! Those words just slipped out of me, I had never used such words in my life, and sex is such a thing, which will make you to say such things!

Dad, didn't mind me talking dirty, instead he said, "Sure babe, but not now, today it's your day and you are going to get all the pleasure." Then he whispered to me, "Darling, are you ready for Dad's hard cock?"

"Yes Daddy, yes, pop my cherry dad, be the first man to be in your daughters cunt."

Don't know from where I was getting all these vocabulary, I was acting as if I was a bitch in heat and yes, that I was.

Dad placed a soft pillow below my back and took his cock in his hand and slapped over my cunt lips, then he moved his cock head over my cunt and slowly started to push it inside, he must have moved an inch or two then he withdrew himself out disappointing me, but before I realized he was out he pushed in again this time reaching down a little bit more and again he withdrew completely out... he did this couple of time making me wanting more and making me to yell...

"Dad... don't tease me anymore, I want all of your cock deep inside me, pleaseeeeeee...."

This time he felt some resistance and even I felt a slight pain, "Dad... it hurts" I whispered, I don't know when Mom had made her entry naked, she started caressing my head and consoling me. "It's going to pain for a while baby, don't worry it's worth it. Mac, I am going to hold our baby girl on my lap and don't tease her anymore, just give her all of yourself." She winked at Dad; Dad gave one hard push, 

I had closed my eyes, before I opened my mouth to scream, Mom covered her lips over mine and my scream became a whimper... Dad didn't move for almost three minutes and held me tight soothing me... " It's over baby, it's over, relax just relax, Mom and Dad will take care of you honey..."

I started to feel Dad's cock pulsating inside my cunt, and my cunt started to get its life once again...

Dad must have felt myself pushing upwards wanting more... he pushed himself still further down... when I opened my eyes I could see dad kissing mom, "hey guy's its supposed to be my day and I need to get all the attention, I just lost my virginity and people are already ignoring meeee." I laughed at them.

Mom slipped my head out of her lap and placed another pillow there.

"Daisy, he is all yours." And sat just watching us, I could see her pussy glistening with wetness, I felt pity and being generous said, "Mom, next round is yours."

"Now, Dad, fuck me hard," saying this I squeezed my cunt muscles around his cock.

Dad gave a loud moan and did the needful by giving hard thrust one after the other, I held my legs tight around him using it to pull him inside every time he moved away to make another assault on my cunt.

"Dad, If at all there is another heaven, I don't want it, what I am having now is just heavenly, fuck me more dad, fuck your baby girl more...." 

"Yessss baby, yesss, I am fucking my own fabulous daughter's tight cunt, Sue, Daisy's cunt is goooood, don't feel like coming out of it, want to stay there all the time..." 

"Hey, stud, don't forget to fuck your wife too, I am sooo wet and horny could use myself to that famous cock for a while, but I can wait till Daisy has her share." Mom laughed.

Dad held on to both of my tits and squeezed it hard, I took his small nipples between my fingers and gave it a light pinch, Dad moaned aloud and looked at my face, now I tried to slip my hand between our body and held his balls in my hand and squeezed it, Dad gave a big howl.... And shouted... "Sue, this daughter of ours was a virgin couple of minutes ago and now all of a sudden she has turned Pro." And this time he started to fuck me real hard, humping in to me all the way inside and moving out and again pushing him inside with all the force...

I could feel my heart beating faster, and yelling and moaning at a time...

"Dad, you are the best man, fucccccckkkkkkk meeeeee, and cum inside meeeee want to feel you cumming inside meeeee, make your daughter cum for you dad... I want to feel the way mom feels when you cum inside her wet cunt... yes, yes, yes, yes Dad, that's it, harder, harder, still harder, your daughter's cunt is all yours Dad, fuck it as you please, YYYYyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...."

Suddenly I felt Dad giving me a jerk and holding me tight and at the same instant even the dam inside me was about to burst...

Dad, I am going to cum... Mom, I am cummingggg.... Dad is making me to cum...

"Yes, baby, yes... me too... cum baby cum... lets cum together... God, what a cunt my daughter has, and I am going to cum in my own daughter's cunt! but Sue, is it okay if I cum in her?" I don't know all of a sudden why he got the doubt, being an experienced woman, Mom got it, "It's alright Mac, since two years I have put her on Pill, you can cum in her and don't leave any, empty all your seed in her."

Hearing this Dad just pumped in air, and started to fuck me with a new vigor, as there was no restrictions for him, he fucked me and fucked me and.. And I held on to him as if I am going to drown myself in our combined cum...

I held tight on to his back and scratched it with my nail and yelled... "now Dad now, I am cumminnnnnnnnngggggggggggggg......., pleassssssseeeee cum in me nowwwwwwwwww"

"Ya baby, I can feel your clit throbbing, and here it is babyyyyyyyy.... Daddy is cummingggg in you.... Darling..."

I thought, it's never going to stop, I could feel dad's cock jerking in me filling my cunt with all his seed, at the same time I was feeling my clit throbbing and throbbing and cumming all the time...

When I opened my eyes, Dad was still inside me, though he was getting soft inside me, he was looking at my face and caressing it then he bent down and kissed my lips and said – "Happy birthday darling." And moved out of me, I had tears of happiness, and looked at Mom, she moved over me placed herself on top of me, her cunt just pressing my cunt, her tits pressing mine, and she kissed me full on my lips and said – ""Happy birthday darling, hope you liked your present!"

End for now.

Note: If I get encouraging comments, then I can think of continuing this story.



Birthday Present



It was still dark when Louise woke up. Her mind was fuzzy at first. She'd woken from an odd dream about lying in a forest, her flesh being stroked with leaves and her hands getting tangled in some vines. She tried to raise herself to see what time it was, and suddenly everything was brought into sharp focus. 

She couldn't move. Her wrists were bound to the headboard with lacy elastic... A bra. She was aware of something in her mouth, too. Soft, silken material. Her panties. She was naked! Cold air blew through the open window and raised Goosebumps on her bare flesh.

Louise struggled hard against her bonds to no effect. She tried to scream, but a tight strap of some sort held her panties fast in her mouth. She was helpless. She closed her eyes tight and tried to think; tried to wake up! 

Her eyes snapped open at a sudden sound in her room. A candle was lit on her bedside table, casting a soft light on a woman's tanned skin. Louise's eyes widened at the sight of the naked woman. She was of average height with a stunning, athletic body, large, firm breasts, long legs and dark hair; a white mask across her eyes. 

The woman blew gently on a match through full, scarlet lips and stared at Louise impassively. Her eyes never left the woman's as she walked to the foot of bed. She crawled onto the mattress and ran her hands over Louise's long, perfectly formed legs.

Louise flinched, but the woman knelt on one of her legs and pushed the other up against her body, stretching her thigh painfully. With her legs held tight and her wrists bound, all Louise could do was watch as the woman leaned down and gently kissed her quivering pussy lips. She gasped at the slightest touch; shuddered as the woman's tongue ran up and down her slit. She was about to be eaten-out by another woman and there wasn't a thing she could do about it.

The woman's tongue continued to stroke up and down, pressing firmer, working its way between Louise's lips. She found the young woman's clit and teased it ever so softly, raising desperate moans from her helpless victim. The woman paused only for a moment to look into Louise's eyes, then she dove in, lapping at her cunt; sucking and tonguing her clit; ravaging her victim with her tongue until Louise could take no more. It wasn't long before Louise's entire body was wracked by an explosive orgasm that almost caused her to pass out.

Louise's sweat-soaked body still shuddered visibly as her captor crawled cat-like up the length of the bed - Louise's juices glistening on her lips and around her mouth - until she straddled her victim's face. The woman took a handful of Louise's hair and held her still as she ran her other hand down her own stomach and to her leaking cunt. She dipped one finger into herself, then another as she rubbed her clit with her thumb. The woman shook and moaned with excitement as she frigged herself into a frenzy. It didn't take long before she was ejaculating all over Louise's face. Louise closed her eyes and tried to turn away, but there was no way of escaping it.

It took a few moments for the woman to calm down. Gingerly she stepped off the bed and went to the window. There she stood gazing out into the night, letting the cold air wash over her. It seemed to take another two minutes to steady herself, then she turned back to the bed and smiled at her beautiful, naked captive; bleary eyed, caked in sweat and breathing heavily through her nose.

The woman walked to the dresser and picked up the candle that had now been burning for about fifteen minutes. She climbed back onto the bed, pinning Louise's legs between her thighs. Louise cried out through her gag as the hot wax dripped onto her smooth stomach. A long line burned across her navel and down, frighteningly close to her pussy, stopping just short of her small snatch of pubic hair.

The woman leaned forward and paused just for a second before letting three droplets fall, first on one breast, then the other. She then casually ran her thumb over one of Louise's nipples. Louise bit down on her gag in anticipation. She squealed and her whole body spasmed as a single drop of burning wax was dripped onto each of her nipples. As the last of the wax was poured into her navel, all she had left was a weak moan.

Louise turned away from the woman as she stepped off the bed again and replaced the candle on the bedside table. She was only distantly aware of the rustling and clicking. Louise stared hard at a blank wall until she felt the mattress sag again and saw the woman was back between her legs, this time wearing a black strap-on, eight inches long and at least two thick. Louise had no time to react before the large phallus was plunged into her tight cunt. A deep, guttural groan filtered though the gag.

The woman was still for a moment, gazing at the beautiful woman writhing before her. She flicked a switch on the strap-op and the cock began to pulse and vibrate. Feeling the sensations through her clit, the woman almost came instantly, but she held back, storing her own energy. She began pumping the cock hard into her quivering victim; the headboard banging against the wall with every thrust.

Louise thought she was going to snap in two from the force of the orgasm that quickly engulfed her, but the woman didn't stop. She seemed to change her rhythm every few minutes. For a time she would pull all the way out 'til only the head of the cock was left inside, then thrust forward hard. Then she took Louise's hair in both hand and pounded into her as fast as she could, grunting as the pressure increased on her own clit. Once the woman came, she slowed right down, almost as if she was making love to her victim, but as soon as she was rested enough and her victim was lost in another orgasm, she went back to her hard pounding.

Louise was fucked this way for almost an hour. By now her orgasms were melding one into the other and she could neither moan nor see any more. She whimpered as yet another climax rose in her, but suddenly the woman stopped. 

The woman held her eyes closed and was panting hard as if she too was about to come. Her eyes shot open and shone with a wicked glint that made Louise's heart stop. The woman pulled right out of her and flipped her over by her ankles, her bonds tightening cruelly around her wrists. Louise almost found her voice again, but the scream caught in her throat as the head of thick dildo was forced into her tight ass that had never received anything thicker than a finger.

There was a moment's agonising pause before Louise was skewered on the entire length of the dildo. The woman howled in triumph as Louise was relentlessly sodomised with long, hard strokes that made her feel like she was being torn apart.

And again her body betrayed her. She desperately fought the tide that rose from the base of spine, but the vibrations of the dildo coursed through her pelvis and soon Louise was convulsing uncontrollably until finally the juxtaposition of agony and orgasm was too much and the young woman passed out.

*

It was daybreak when Louise woke again. She was wrapped in her bed sheet; unbound and un-gagged. All sign of the other woman was gone, but her aching body assured her it was no dream, as did the dried wax that covered the tired body she saw when she looked in the bathroom mirror.

Louise turned on the shower and turned back to her reflection. She stared at herself for a long time, until steam covered the mirror, revealing a note written on the glass:

Lou,

Happy Birthday, my sweetheart.

All my love,

James xx

Louise smiled broadly. She'd been furious with her husband for going off on some sports junket over her birthday. He'd promised he'd make it up to her - would fulfill a long-held fantasy of hers - and he had.

Her firm breasts and flat stomach covered in wax. Her long hair mattered in another woman's cum. Her well used pussy still swollen and wet. She ran shaking hands all over her body, down her stomach and to her cunt. She pushed two fingers into herself while she rubbed her aching clit with her other hand. She couldn't take her eyes off her reflection as she frigged herself to a screaming orgasm. 



Birthday Present



It was a foggy night when she entered the alley that was behind the old supermarket. The skirt and blouse she is wearing doesn't hide much. Standing under the street lamp, he notices that her skirt barley covers her ass. Her blouse is unbuttoned halfway down, showing her cleavage. Right on time, he was supplied with the time and route she takes home every night. It was easy to catch her. She passes by him not even sensing that he was there. A hand suddenly closes on her mouth; his other arm is around her waist to stop her from running.

"Stay quiet, nothing will happen to you, make noise and you'll regret it." He tells her. 

He feels her struggles increase as a muffled scream escapes from her mouth. I knew she would fight, so he came prepared. Turning her towards the wall, he pushes her against it, the weight of his body pressing her tightly. As he moves his hand from her mouth, he hears a scream try to escape, a balled up piece of cloth is pushed in her mouth, with another cloth wrapping around her head to keep it in place. He places handcuffs on her slender wrists, locking them behind her back. She tries to kick her way free, but rope is quickly tied to her ankles. 

Dragging her into the abandoned store's freezer, he pushes her down on a chair that he brought with him. It is a perfect place for what he going to do, sound proof and with no windows for prying eyes. Her assailant stays behind her in the darkness. The last thing she sees is a burlap sack being placed over her head, secured just under nose. He leaves her there so he can get his car to take her to Him. He hears her moans as he walks out the door.

She waits until she hears his footsteps fade. She starts to edge forward off the chair, slowly standing. Carefully struggling to get her balance, she tries to move her feet towards the last sound she heard, the shutting of the door. He tied her ankles to good, she falls hard on her side, with her hands tied behind her, she hits the floor hard on her shoulder and breast. Dazed, she inches towards the door. Her moves are tentative and but deliberate. Suddenly she freezes when she hears the rattling of the doorknob. 

The door creaks as it slowly opens. He slams the door; she jumps from the sound. He sees her body stiffen as he walks toward her.

"Just where do you think you're going?" He says, laughing maniacally.

She feels strong hands pull her to her feet, dragging her back to the chair. He presses down on her shoulders, "sit!" he says in a firm voice. He had some time to kill before he had to deliver her to her final destination. She heard him assembling something; instinctively she turned her head towards the noise. He was assembling a video camera on a tripod. The instructions were simple, he was to record his time with her and make it rough. No intercourse, oral pleasure was permitted. Since there were no windows in the freezer, he turned the light on the video camera and began to record. 

She could see the light through the hood, but just shadows of movement. She felt him behind her, his warm breath upon her neck, something cold was pressed on her neck. She panics; it was the edge of a knife. The chair he had brought with him was a special; he had placed tie rings in several places and cut the center to a v shape. He forces her head forward so he can reach the cuffs more easily. Unlocking one wrist, she tries to jerk her arm away. He grabs the back of the hood, some of her hair coming with it. He forcefully pulls her head suddenly causing her to choke; she resigns herself to his power over her. Locking her handcuffed wrist to a ring so he can secure her other arm; he ties it to the chair at her wrist and elbow, then the other arm. He moves her tied ankles to one of the chair legs, tying it before releasing the other ankle. He secures her free ankle to the other chair leg. 

She feels strong hands on her thighs and resists, pressing them together. Roughly, he spreads them and ties them to the bottom of the chair, pulling her wide. He saves her chest for last. He places the tip of the knife on top of her breast, letting the point press in. Slowly the knife follows her cleavage down to the buttons of the blouse. The razor sharp edge slices off a button, then another, till all the buttons were cut off. When each button hits the floor, the panic rises in her throat. Her blouse hangs off to her side. The black lace bra holding her breasts confined was next. He slides the blade of the knife between her breasts, slowly pulling the knife, her bra slices open, letting her breasts fall. 

He lets the knife slowly go down her stomach, stopping at the top of her skirt. The blade slides inside, with a quick motion her skirt was sliced open, only her panties were left. He finishes tying her chest, crisscrossing several wraps around her. He sees her struggle in the chair, but the bonds are too tight.

"Now for not being quiet when told." He says. 

Her breasts are exposed to his rough hands, squeezing them with his fingers until he hears her moan. His fingers rolling her nipples between them, he watches her chest rise to the touch. A sound escapes from her gagged mouth. He had brought a pair tweezer nipple clamps with him, to warm her up a little. He attaches the nipple clamps to her out stretched nipples. She moans into the gag as he tightens them. His hand slides down to her pussy, feeling the wet spot on her panties. She tries too press her pussy towards his hand. Stroking her pussy over the panties, he hears her breathing become faster, she is close.

"Not yet." He tells her.

A whine escapes her lips. Stepping back, he watches her slump into the chair. Her breathing slows down. He slips his finger under the front of her panties, pushing them to the side; he runs a finger down the inside of her pussy lips staying just long enough on her clit. He hears a moan escape from her as she tries to push on his fingers, but the ropes are too tight. 

"I am going to take off the gag, go ahead and scream if you want to, but no one will hear you." He tells her.

The gag is taken off her mouth, "Thank you" is all she can say.

She notices that he has stepped away from her. He had to make some adjustments to the camera. She hears his belt buckle rattle, then his zipper is heard opening. She can't see that his cock is fully hard and pointing towards your mouth. Standing in front of her, he places the tip of his cock against her. She tries to resist by keeping her mouth closed, he pulls on the nipple clamps forcing a scream escape from your mouth. He slams his cock down her (delete your) throat, making her gag.

"Suck my cock like your life depends on it!" he growls.

"You had better not use your teeth." He adds.

He pulls his cock out of her mouth leaving the tip just touching her lips. She starts to lick the tip in circles, slowly opening her mouth around his hard shaft. It's thicker than she has ever had in her mouth. She keeps taking him deeper, her pace quickens as she feels his hands grab the back of her head. His cock starts to let some precum dribble out of it. The taste is sweet as she hungrily licks it from his cock. He rams his cock down her throat as he shoots his hot cum, flooding her throat. She almost gags from the amount he unloads in her mouth. 

She hungrily swallows all of it, making sure not to miss a drop. Some dripped on her chin as he pulled his cock out, her tongue quickly lapping it up. The cloth gag is placed back in her mouth and tied tight behind her (delete you) head, he then pulls the bag down under her chin, tying it around her neck. She hears him walk away from her. Walking over to the video camera, he stops the tape. He opens the videocassette holder, removing the tape, placing it in his pocket for later.

It was time to take her to Him; she was ready, he untied her carefully from the chair. Shoving her to the floor where he tied her hands and elbows together. Her torn and shredded remains of her clothes lay on the floor next to her. Her knees and ankles were next with a short rope from her ankles to her wrists. She was light in his arms as he picked her up and carried her to the car. Placing her in the trunk on her side, he heard protests coming from her gagged mouth. He shut the trunk. The place where he had to take her is only around the corner. He had orders to drive around a bit to make it seem longer.

Pulling into the garage finally, the trunk lid opens. Fresh air enters her nostrils as he hears her pull in deep breaths though her nose. I walked out of the kitchen when I heard them pull into the garage, walking to the back of his car. There she was tied into a tight hogtie, sucking in deep breathes though her nose. He walks over to me, extending his hand.

"Any problems?" I ask, shaking his hand.

"No, no problems at all." He said, reaching in his pocket for the tape and handing it to me. 

"Take her to the living room and leave her. Here is the amount we agreed upon. " I tell him. 

Bending over the trunk, he picks her up. I followed them inside. He was carrying her roughly, he walked into the living room dropping her on the couch. I heard an oomph as she hit the cushions. Walking into the room, I stop and take in her bound form on the couch. I still had the tape in my hand so I walked over to the recorder. Once the tape was in, I hit play. The tape started to play. There she was; his prisoner.

Walking back to the couch I start to untie the rope that binds her ankles to her wrists off, gently lowering her legs, a sigh of relief is heard from under her hood. Leather gloved hands pick her up by the shoulders and lay her across the back of the couch. The ropes holding her hands and elbows behind her back are released. She feels her arms forced over the back of the couch, only to be retied to the legs of the couch. Her bent over body with her ass in the air is intoxicating. Her legs are released long enough to be tied with a spreader bar, so only her toes can touch the floor.

The flogger's sting hits her back, making her jump. More strokes are hitting her, working their way down her back to her ass. Stopping long enough for my hand to probe her pussy, I find it extremely wet. One finger slides in probing deep inside her, then another, then another, till four fingers are inside her. She tries to push her ass down to shove them in deeper, but the ropes won't let her. I feel her need to cum, but not yet as I have plans for her. The flogger left red stripes crisscrossing her back, all the way down to her thighs. I hear muffled whimpers. The strap sings down on her ass with sudden bolt of pain, I see her toes leave the floor. 

Now that I have her attention, I concentrate on whipping it between her thighs, going higher with each stroke towards her pussy. The hits from the strap intensify, I see her staying as still as possible but each hit makes her stiffen. 

My hand touches her ass rubbing in the pain, feeling the heat radiating upwards. I slide them down to her pussy, fingers sliding in her wet slit, towards her clit. I let her regain her breathing before I continue with her. Standing behind her, I take off the bag and replace it with a blindfold, taking the gag from her mouth. A gasp is heard. 

While she calmed down, I released the spreader bar, helping her close her legs. Her hands were untied from the couch. Taking her elbows, forcing them behind her, I drag her towards the bed. 

I placed her down on her knees with her ass high in the air. I then tie her hands to the head of the bed. My cock is hard when it slides in her wet pussy. Moving in slow strokes, going deeper each time till my groin hits her ass. Her pussy is soaked, the juices flowing down her thighs. I see her pulling on the rope holding her hands, her climax building. I pull out before she reaches the top. Now that my cock is well lubricated, I place the tip of my cock on her asshole. Feeling it open slowly around my cock, I take her deep as my thrusting starts to pick up in speed.

I feel her match my thrusts, shoving it deeper each time. She can't keep quiet anymore, I hear her ask to cum, pleading with me. I grab a handful of hair and pull her head back, telling her to cum now. My cock erupts deep in her ass with cum. I see her shake violently as her orgasm takes over. Both of us spent, collapse on the bed.

I pull my cock out of her ass, lying down beside her while she was in the final moments of her orgasm. Her breathing became more normal. 

"Please stop, it hurts." she whispered.

I still had on the leather glove when my hand slapped across her ass.

"I say when we have had enough and not before." I tell her.

"I am going to take you to the bathroom to clean yourself. Your hands will still be tied and your eyes blindfolded." I explain.

I take her in the bathroom and place in her hands a wet washcloth, soap and a dry towel. With her hands still tied, I hear her struggle to wash. While she was cleaning up, I went back to the bedroom. I had to make her bed to sleep on. Placing a small rug that barely covered the floor by the foot of the bed, I went back in the bathroom to get her. 

Taking her to the end of the bed, "Spread your legs wide," I command.

Slowly her legs spread, but not fast enough. The strap hits her ass twice with force, she yelps as her legs open. On the bed, there is a butt plug that looks too big to fit in her ass and a large dildo. There is a chastity belt there also to keep everything in place once they are inserted. The belt has locks so only I can remove it.

"Don't resist me!" I tell her, as a hand smacks her tender ass.

With a little pressure, her ass accepts the plug. The dildo slides in her soaked pussy, rubbing on the plug in her ass. I attach the chastity belt around her waist and lock it in place. I pull the center strap between her legs as tight I can, locking the plugs in her. The cloth gag is placed back in her mouth to keep her quiet. Pushing her to the floor on her back, I tie the rope for her hands to the post. I then tie her ankles and knees.

"Sweet dreams till morning." I say.

One thing I didn't tell her was that a vibe in the dildo was set to a remote that comes on every twenty minutes and runs for ten minutes. I fall asleep listening to her sounds, a smile on my lips. 

When morning arrives, I look down at her; her forehead is covered in sweat.

"Sleep well?" I ask kneeling down next to her.

All I can hear is a moan, that didn't sound like yes. I hear her protests coming though the gag. The rope is released from the bedpost, her legs are untied.

"Get up, and stand with her legs open, now!" I tell her.

I can tell that her legs are numb from the ties and she slowly rises. Her legs shake as she spreads them for me. I started unlocking the belt. I notice that the center strap is wet from her flowing pussy juice. My finger touches her swollen clit.

"Stand still, do not move." I tell her.

My fingers start to rub her clit, it responds by coming out of its hood. I hear her breathing getting faster as I stroke her clit. I stop and drag her to the shower and turn on the cold water. I force her under the cold spray. Her body starts to shake from the cold water hitting her. I pull out the dildo from her pussy and bend her over to pull the plug out. The water is turned off; she stands there shaking from the cold.

The gag is pulled out off her mouth, I hear her beg me for release.

"Please Sir I need to cum, please let me cum!"

"Turn around and face the shower wall now!" I tell her.

The blindfold is wet from the shower and needs to be replaced. As I take it off, I feel her try to turn her head towards me.

"Don't turn around, look at the wall!" I command. 

Another blindfold is placed on her eyes. I lead her back to the bed. Her hands are still tied. I place a rope in her restraints and tie it to the head of the bed.

"Raise your ass now!" I tell her.

I place a large pillow under her ass, raising her pussy for me. I take her legs and spread them as wide as I can, tying them to the posts, stretching to her limits. My cock is hard as it finds her pussy. I slide it in slowly and pull back slowly.

I do this several times, taking a few seconds between to rest the head of my cock on her clit before I enter her again. I watch her try to move her hips looking for it. I see that she is trying to keep silent by biting her lower lip, the sounds coming from low in her throat. I place three clothespins on each lip; I pull the three clothespins and hold them against her thigh. Her body stiffens and I can see she is biting harder on her lip trying not to make a sound. Slowly, I tape the clothespins to her left thigh and then the right. My hand slowly traced the outline of her clit, lightly brushing it with tips of my fingers, before sliding down. It was time to get serious. I had the tweezer nipple clamps ready and applied them to her nipples. Tightening them down till she winced, then going a bit tighter. The chain was placed in her mouth.

"This chain must not fall from your mouth." I tell her.

Having laid the small flogger on the bed earlier, it was ready for use. I started on her thighs, getting a little harder with each strike. I avoided contact with her pussy, going up to her stomach. The redness of her thighs starts to subside. Aiming some hits just under her nipples, I watch her struggle to hold the chain. Without warning, the first strike landed on her pussy. I saw her head arch back pulling on the chain, pulling her breasts upward. The next hit was a little lower and harder. She tried to push her ass into the pillow, trying to avoid the hit. The flogger found its mark several more times, till I saw her push towards the hits. I knew she was close. It was time. I placed the head of my cock in her pussy, and rammed it in deep. I heard her suck in a deep breath through her clenched mouth. I had no mercy as I rammed her pussy hard.

When I was close to cumming I told her, "Cum for me, cum now!"

Her whole body shook as waves of her climax washed over her. She jerked her head so far back she ripped the nipple clamps off and she came harder. I felt her pussy muscles contract on my cock as I shot a hot load deep in her. When I pulled out of her there was no response from her, she had passed out. When I saw her wake up, I released her bonds. When she opened her eyes, she saw the birthday card hanging from the balloons at the foot of the bed.

"Happy Birthday." I said to her. 

"I hope you liked your present!" I said smiling.

*

Specials thanks to sexylaila438 for her assistance and suggestions.



Birthday Present



I couldn't believe that Michelle's pussy was still so tight even after being fucked by Dave. As I ate her out knowing that it was my own sons cum running down my throat only excited and turned me on more. Meanwhile I could hear Dave's heavy breathing as he stroked his flaccid cock, I couldn't wait for him to be erect again, I desperately wanted his hard cock filling my wet pussy, and shooting his cum deep inside me. I wanted to have his cum fill my pussy as I ate out Michelle's sweet pussy.

Dave and Michelle have been dating for a few years now; at 22 this is considered a long term relationship. Michelle and Dave are old high school sweet hearts she too is 22, so how did I at 40 end up in the situation of eating cum out of my son's girlfriend? Well short answer is that is a birthday present. 

I have looked after Dave as a single mum for many years, Dave's father Mark and I split up when Dave was 6, Mark was involved in Dave's life until he turned 16, Mark just stopped making time to see Dave, Dave was understandably upset, however this made our relationship stronger. I was the main adult figure in his life, I made a point of being open with him and encouraged him to be open and truthful with me, at times it was hard, with talks about wet dreams and other male things, but we got through them okay. This dynamic of this openness changed after he turned 18. At this point Dave and Michelle became sexually active and Dave started to ask very awkward questions regarding 'G' spots and contraception even questions about girth and length of a penis.

At first I didn't know how to react to his questions, but I fumbled through them and gave the best advice I could, after a while I became proud that I was able to share such a candid relationship with my then 18 year old son, I'm not sure many other mothers, let alone fathers share the same relationship with their kids.

I guess that it was inventible, seeing we, as adults, shared intimate and personal sexual details that the dynamic would change. It wasn't long before I looked at Dave in less of a motherly manner. Dave became more involved in my sexual fantasies, after each orgasm I felt guilty having mentally defiled him, but the orgasms were so satisfying that it wasn't long before I put these feeling aside.

When Michelle started to stay over longer and more frequently I knew what was happening, in fact I can say with some authority that I taught or at least advised him whatever moves he was trying. The urge to see how my 'student' was going got the better of me. I would wait silently in my room, until they thought I was asleep and begin to fool around, I would creep up to the door, and if it was ajar I would catch glimpses of them in various positions. If the door was shut I would listen to the moans through the door. Then I would retreat to my room and masturbate.

It wasn't hard to see why Dave was infatuated with her, Michelle is a petite little thing standing no taller then 155 cm with shoulder length light brown hair, she has a tan complexion and dark brown sultry eyes. On her tiny frame her B cup breasts match perfectly, so high and bouncy. Not to dissimilar to myself at that age, I'm a little taller at 160 cm and I certainly don't have the trim figure now, I'm not overweight but have a little extra curve. My breasts are a C cup, after giving birth to Dave they grew and stayed, I wasn't unhappy about that. I have dark brown hair just above the shoulder, blue eyes and pale white complexion. Dave is the tallest at 168 cm and is fairly active so he has a nice frame broad shoulders flat abs and a nice tight looking bum. Dave has short brown hair and blue eyes, he and Michelle make a cute couple.

With Dave and Michelle in a series relationship for a few years, Michelle and I grew closer, and it didn't came as much of a shock when she came to me seeking advice, I was however taken back by the nature of the questions. It seemed that Michelle and Dave had talked and they were interested in brining a third person to the bedroom, and Michelle had planed on it being a surprise gift for his upcoming 22nd birthday. Michelle was looking on advice on her feelings and emotions towards females as well as anxiety in having to share her boyfriend with another woman.

I opened up to Michelle and explained that I consider myself to be bi-sexual, in my youth I experimented with other women and have had a number of relationships with woman since my divorce to Dave's father. I explained that at first I shared the same anxiety as she has. It felt good to be able to really open up with her, I considered her one of my own and now being able to talk with her like this felt like we had taken massive steps towards her becoming a part of the family. Michelle listened intently as I talked about my experiences and feelings.

Michelle asked about the mechanics of female on female, I talked to her about fellatio, much as I had done with Dave, I could see that Michelle was able to connect with what I was saying and work out what I meant using Dave's moves and techniques as a reference point. When she asked personal questions of how it felt on me, I wasn't sure how to react. After taking a second to compose myself I was truthful in my response that I loved licking pussy and loved being eaten myself. Michelle chuckled commenting that she had never expected me to talk like that about being with another woman. Michelle confessed that she felt a little better after talking but she was still really nervous about the situation while still rather excited about the whole thing too. I told her that anytime she wants to chat about anything I am more then happy to talk with her. 

A couple of days later Michelle came around, Dave was out playing football, I am sure Michelle was aware of this. After sitting drinking coffee and having a general chit chat, Michelle continued her probing into bi-sexual matters. Michelle was nervous about how to interact with another vagina. I simple pointed out that what ever she likes done to her would be a good thing to do to another woman. I also told her to run with her instincts, if she felt too uncomfortable with the situation then to speak up. Michelle assured me that she was comfortable with the whole situation, and admitted that she was the one who brought up the idea in the first place. She just didn't want to ruin Dave's present. All I could respond was that she will be fine. Michelle's mood picked up and I could tell that she was brimming with confidence and a self belief that she knew what a woman wanted, and would be able to deliver that to any woman that joined them in the bedroom.

I had a certain feeling of shame and guilt as I secretly wanted to be the other party involved, I had often fantasized about Michelle, the few details that Dave has shared with me that she likes to keep her pussy bald, and that according to Dave is unbelievable tight, I longed to taste it and burry my tongue as deep as I could. Not to mention the urge to have Dave sink his cock deep in my own pussy. These are thoughts that I know a mother isn't supposed to have, but I couldn't help it. The sheer taboo nature only further enhanced my feelings and desires.

I felt my heart race and my hands tingle as I asked Michelle if she had found someone to join them. Michelle admitted that she had been unable to find someone at this point, but was confident that she would find someone. I couldn't think of anything else to say, I should have kept my mouth shut but I couldn't, I simply looked at Michelle and offered my assistance to her. Michelle was dumbfounded and after a brief second or two asked what I meant. I clarified that I am here to chat with her and offer any guidance. Michelle chuckled and pointed out that she thought that I was offering to be the other woman. Deep down that was what I offered, I couldn't admit that to her. I was able to see the funny side and laughed with Michelle. To satisfy my own curiosity I asked Michelle what her response would be if I had offered to be the other woman.

Michelle took a moment but responded positively, I felt beads of sweet building on my brow as Michelle told me that she would have loved it if I had offered, she continued to admit that Dave and her often role-play sexual fantasies and that I am often involved, Michelle also admitted that she sometimes leaves the door ajar, secretly hoping that I might hear them and/or walk in on them. I felt my pussy juices flow as Michelle admitted these dirty fantasies to me. Being caught up in the moment I looked at Michelle and whispered that if she asked I would say yes.

Dave's birthday arrived, Michelle had made plans that they would hang out all day together, just the two of them. Then Michelle had a party planned with all his friends, Michelle had planned it so that Dave and the boys would end up at a strip club near home. Michelle instructed the guys that as long as he didn't fuck any of the girls then anything goes, she went as far as spelling out to them that a blowjob was fine, as long as his cock never enters a pussy, she gave instructions that Dave needed to be home at 10 for the rest of his present.

While Dave was getting his jollies on at the local strip club, Michelle and I were home alone for several hours. The excitement was building, until this point Michelle and I resisted the urge to 'practice' for the night. I held off masturbation for the week leading up to his birthday, while Dave and Michelle abstained from sex too. The pressure was building, seeing Michelle sitting across from me in nothing more but some sexy black lingerie did nothing to help; I too was in my sexiest sheer night gown exposing my erect nipples, the soft fabric brushing along them only further exciting me. I felt my pussy growing moist, I was unable to take my eyes off Michelle, and I commented to her how attractive she looked. Michelle blushed and returned the compliment.

Michelle and I stuck to our plan, we made our way to my bedroom sometime between 9 and 930 and ensured that we were both comfortable; we had a bottle of champagne and enjoyed a glass to help calm the nerves. At 10 we heard the door open and Dave called out to Michelle, Michelle responded and Dave made his way towards his room before realizing that it was empty came to my room in search of Michelle. Michelle and I at this point we sitting seductively on my bed waiting for him to arrive. As Dave walked in his eyes darted from Michelle to me and back to Michelle. 

Michelle looked at Dave and told him that tonight he is going to live his fantasy, I suddenly felt Dave's eyes over my entire body, and I could feel that he was undressing me as he looked at me. Michelle motioned for him to come in and join us on the bed. Dave slowly walked in and sat beside Michelle. I remarked that tonight is no holds bar, both Michelle and Dave smiled.

I could see that I was going to lead this party, I leaned in and kissed Michelle on the lips, Michelle reciprocated my kiss, as she gently parted her lips allowing my tongue to slip into her mouth. Michelle allowed my tongue to explore her mouth, after a few swirls I felt her tongue slip past and make its way into my mouth. Our inhibitions were lost as we kissed. When we finished kissing Dave moved to join us, Michelle asked Dave to sit and watch for a bit, she told him to savor the moment. Michelle then asked me to lick her pussy. 

Michelle lay down on the bed, and slowly removed her black lace panties, exposing her soft slit complete smooth. I moved towards her and began kissing up her thighs, with each kiss Michelle let out a giggle, as I approached her slit I could smell the familiar sweet muskiness, I was taken back by the sight of her pussy, it was little more then a slit, it looked so tidy and clean. I felt my nightgown riding up as I bent over and could feel Dave's eyes glued to my pussy which too was shaved bare; I felt juices start to build as the excitement built.

I ran my tongue the length of Michelle's pussy causing her to moan and writhe about further exacting me. I could taste her on the tip of my tongue, as I went for the second pass, I pushed my tongue between the soft folds of skin, and Michelle liked this as she moaned more. I moved to a better position and parted her lips gently as I buried my tongue deep inside her lap as much as I could, with my thumb I gently stimulated her clit through the tiny slit, Michelle was unable to control her moans, I could tell she was near an orgasm, the excitement of the build up and the fact this was her first lesbian experience ensured this was going to be quick. I wanted to prolong her enjoyment, but I too was caught in the moment and pushed my tongue deep inside as I rubbed her clit. Michelle placed her hands across the back of my head and pushed her crotch up forcing me to fuck her hard, I placed my mouth across the entire length of her slit and sucked as I held my tongue stiff, Michelle screamed and released her grip on me, I counted to lick and suck as I slowly backed out leaving Michelle collapsed on the bed. 

As I looked over at Dave, his cock was rock hard and he was gently stroking it, it had been some time since I had seen his cock, and I had never seen it erect, except when he had little accidents but that was different. Watching him stroke his thick cock was exciting. Michelle looked up and told him that he could fuck her now; I could see Dave was a little disappointed, I must admit I was a little disappointed, but the night was young and there was time for that. 

Dave positioned himself his cock slid effortlessly into Michelle's pussy; I was shocked knowing how tight she is and seeing how thick Dave is that it slid deep inside. Michelle let out a few moans as Dave rocked back and forth. My pussy was tingling and in desperate need of relief as I watched these two fuck. I moved over Michelle, my pussy was bare under my nightgown, I moved slowly over her lowering myself onto her face, Michelle needed no prompting her tongue lashed out against my pussy lips and the tip of my clit, Michelle enthusiastically licked away at my pussy while being fucked by Dave, who's hands were now exploring my breasts through the sheer material, my nipples reacted to his every touch.

Dave brushed the tips of his fingers across my nipples, with each touch I felt them grow harder, Michelle meanwhile was licking my pussy, I felt her finger gently push inside me, as I had instructed her she curled it towards my g spot, she gently rubbed until she hit it, I let out a gasp as Michelle gently prodded my g spot, her tongue gently flicking against my clit while my son rubbed and played with my erect nipples, it was all to much stimulation for me, I felt my body tense up neither of them let up as fingers and tongue caressed my most private parts. My head tilted back and I let out a large moan as I was engulfed in a wave of euphoria. My orgasm sent Dave over the top he grunted and moaned as he released his cum deep inside Michelle. Michelle unfortunately didn't orgasm in this chain.

As Dave slowly removed his cock I watched as cum pooled around the legs of Michelle, I lifted myself off of Michelle and planted a kiss on her, tasting my own juices, not for the first time, I swirled my tongue around her moth, Michelle kissed me with passion too, our tongues dancing around swapping saliva and juices back and forth. After Michelle and I shared a kiss I instructed Dave to watch and get nice and hard while I sucked his cum direct from Michelle's pussy, I told Dave that once he was ready that I needed him to fuck me hard.

Beofre getting a response I moved to Michelle's pussy and without hesitation slipped my tongue deep into her pussy, the sweet sent was now joined by the strong musky saltiness of Dave's cum, the taste of his cum on the tip of my tongue was amazing, I couldn't believe that Michelle's pussy was still so tight even after being fucked by Dave. As I ate her out knowing that it was my own sons cum running down my throat only excited and turned me on more. Meanwhile I could hear Dave's heavy breathing as he stroked his flaccid cock, I couldn't wait for him to be erect again, I desperately wanted his hard cock filling my wet pussy, and shooting his cum deep inside me. I wanted to have his cum fill my pussy as I ate out Michelle's sweet pussy.

I felt like a kitten as I lapped the cum my Michelle's pussy letting it spool in my mouth then slide down my throat, my pussy was tingling with the anticipation of felling his cock thrust deep inside me. I dared not look up wanting to be surprised as he forces his cock in me. I wasn't disappointed, Michelle's pussy was near clean, she moaned and wriggled about as I sucked and licked away, I felt the tip of his cock push against my pussy. I intensified my licking as his cock inched slowly inside my wet pussy. It was not long before Dave was deep inside me, rocking back and forth.

I heard the sloppy noise as Dave's cock slid in and out of my pussy, I timed my licking of Michelle to the time of Dave fucking me, Michelle's deep breathing intensified forcing Dave to pick up speed while I continued to lap at her pussy, it was like some perpetual motion machine, all three of us fucking in time of the others. I heard Dave grunting and could tell he was near; I tightened my grip around his shaft as he fucked me, and I wanted him to fill me with his seed. 

Dave didn't disappoint, his balls erupted and I felt jet after jet of cum spray inside my pussy, I was unable to hold back I let out an intense moan as my body tingled Michelle joined us as she screamed and I felt he pussy tighten around my tongue. Dave continued to rock gently inside my pussy for a second then gently removed his cock and collapsed on the bed, I too fell on the bed, unable to move. The last words I said to Dave was wishing him a happy birthday as I fell asleep with his cum on my lips and pooling from my pussy.



Birthday Present



She stood in the bathroom, examining her body in the mirror, criticising every visible flaw, cursing at the old scars of her childhood abuse. She remembered how much she had paid in physical and mental therapy to attempt to restore her mind and body, the scars only recently healing and leaving a reminder on her life for good. She didn't have a steady man in her life, happy to flit between them so to avoid the many questions, whilst also advancing quickly in her career. That was until now; her ideal man had walked into her life. He was tall, handsome and the catch that all her friends had cursed her for. As she tied her silk robe around her waist, she wondered if she would be receiving his company on this perfect evening.

Dressed head to toe in black, he stalked the streets looking for an easy target. He had never considered himself a sexual predator, just a man on a mission to fulfil his sexual desires. Finally he came upon the house, a sole female occupant in an isolated property. She was the easiest prey on the street, and as he approached the house he considered what he would take home as a keepsake. A necklace? Lingerie? A strand of her beautiful golden hair? He rounded the back of the property, pulling on his balaclava before entering through the unlocked back door. As he walked in, he found the power board and cut the power to the property, sending the world into darkness.

She stumbled around the bathroom, unable to see through the black abyss as she fumbled for the light switch. Surely she couldn't have a power outage right now on this perfectly clear night? The next sound she heard came from downstairs, fumbling around her kitchen and living room. Her entire body seized and she sunk into the corner of the room, terrified to leave in case he found her. Crawling on her hands and knees, she shuffled towards the bedroom, silent as possible, hoping he wouldn't hear. 

Losing her bearings, she found her head hitting the hallway table, sending a vase crashing to the ground. Moments following the impact, she heard footsteps hurrying up the stairs. In a panic, she tried to flee.

He moved quickly, hearing her attempting to dash down the hallway towards where her bedroom was. As he heading down the corridor his hands found her body as she collapsed to the ground. He grabbed her luscious locks and pulled her to her feet and her body close to his, so she could feel his breath against her skin.

"You're not going to fight me, are you?"

"Take whatever you want, just please don't hurt me"

"Oh sweetheart, I want you, I want you real bad. Now are you going to do as I say, or am I going to have to make you?"

She nodded her head in agreement and he began to drag her towards the bedroom. That's when she made the mistake of fighting back.

As soon as he had her in the bedroom, she lashed out against him. Her hand flung towards his face, nails embedding in his skin, sending small droplets of blood down his face. She could see the anger in his eyes as he lent back and sent a powerful blow across her face. The blow caused her to begin to lose consciousness, but she attempted to fight against it, leaving herself unable to fight against his attack. He pinned one of her hands above her head, whilst using the other to undo the tie of her robe, letting it slide off her naked body, revealing her slender body and perky breasts.

He became lost in awe at her body, his spare hand travelling the length of her body, round her narrow waist and circling back up to her breast. Sensing she was still recovering from his blow, he moved his mouth down to the level of her nipple, taking it in his mouth and sucking hungrily, while his other hand grasped tight on her other breast. He continued to suckle as his hand travelled down her body, until she began to stir as she regained consciousness, sending his hand quickly south to undo his pants before grabbing her wrists once more. His throbbing erection bulged against her trimmed mound, considering where he wanted to take her next.

She regained consciousness and began to squirm against him, as his mass began to move up her body, pursing her lips as he tried to feed his cock to her. He released one of her wrists and forced her mouth open, thrusting himself deep into her mouth, causing her to gag in response. He began to thrust, hard and deeper into her mouth, but as she attempted to facilitate him he stopped, almost coming deep in her throat. Unable to handle her sucking, he began to move back down her body, keeping her wrists pinned at all times, and soon running his shaft up and down her slit, feeling her wetness seeping over his tip.

He took his time before entering her wet cavern, fearing anything too sudden would result in him exploding inside her, instead taking her nipple between his teeth once again, nibbling and sucking, causing her to moan in pleasure. He felt her dampness increase the more he suckled, thrusting his shaft hard inside her, causing her to scream in pain as he ripped her open. He pumped her hard, still sucking on her nipple, while her screams turned to gasps and moans of pleasure. She edged on orgasm, squealing in ecstasy as she came all over his cock, nails dug deep into the mattress beneath her.

Unsatisfied with her orgasm, he quickly removed himself from within her and flipped her onto her stomach, her tight ass raised to his cock for his access. Feeling him at the entrance to her ass, she attempted to squirm away once more, but not soon enough as he forced himself hard inside her. Her ear piercing scream expressed the pain that seared throughout her body, the pain refusing to subside as he continued to fuck her deeper. The pain slowly subsided, but not long after she began to buck her hips back into him, his breathing became shallow and he embedded his seed deep within her ass.

He released her wrists and collapsed beside her, as she curled up into his body, both panting with exhaustion.

"Did I surprise you?"

"Did you ever! That was the best birthday present I've ever had"



Birthday Present



Brody stumbled a little on his way up the stairs, but he waved goodbye to his buddies over his shoulder with a grin. Great guys. He had $50 dollars in his pocket from pool, a mild buzz from free beers and didn't mind that he was a year older. Who cared when you had great friends?

He fumbled the keys a little but finally managed to open the apartment door. He stepped in and closed the door, leaning on it a little as he waited for his head to clear so he could remember the path to the lamp through the dark living room. Suddenly the lamp flipped on and Brody's mouth fell open.

Sprawled on his couch was a fine piece of eye candy -- a sultry brunette with curves in all the right places -- and totally naked. Brody blinked, then shook his head. Maybe he'd had a little more beer than he'd thought.

"Hey, baby," she purred, sitting up slowly. His eyes caught on her full breasts, the pink tips already hard and tempting. "Are you going to stand by the door all night, Brody?"

Hell no. Brody forced his legs to move, hoping not to stumble and fall flat on his face. He stopped in front of her, looking down into her bright blue eyes as she grinned.

"Happy birthday, baby," she murmured, sliding her hands over his thighs. He nearly groaned as his jeans suddenly became a couple sizes too small. Her hands were small, but busy as she stroked her palm up and down the bulge of his fly. Brody couldn't remember being this hard, this fast, in his life.

"Who...?" he managed, even as she flipped open the first button. His eyes closed as she stroked her thumb over his slitted head, his penis straining against the remaining buttons.

"You're so big," she smiled up at him, flipping open the next button, "I can't wait to feel you in my mouth".

Holy shit. This time Brody couldn't hold back the moan. Her fingers kept twisting open buttons until his cock surged free and she wrapped her hand around his hot shaft. 

"My..." she gave his cock a quick jerk that had him groaning, "Such a treat." She tugged his jeans down to his ankles, her hair brushing his cock, his thighs, as she leaned down. Brody closed his eyes again as the ache in his groin intensified.

"Now..." she scooted over as she gave one of his hips a shove. Hampered by the lack of blood in his head, the beer buzz, and being hamstrung by his jeans, Brody toppled onto the couch. The woman slid to her knees, her hands gliding over his thighs, pressing his legs apart to give herself room. Brody slid down a bit, his erection standing stiff, jutting up like a pole.

"Can you keep your eyes closed, Brody?" she whispered, her hands inches from his erection, her eyes wide and bright on his face. He could see a wicked sparkle in her grin, but couldn't figure what she was up to. 

"Why..." he mumbled, already shaking his head. God, here he was primed and ready, here she was naked, couldn't they just fuck?

"Click off the lamp for me, baby," she purred.

With a shrug, Brody leaned over. Who was he to complain if she...Good God. Her fingers circled the base of his cock, squeezing firmly. His hips lifted as he groaned at the combination of pleasure and pain. His cock swelled even more. "Hey..." he groaned and her hands moved away. "No...don't go...just not so tight." With the lamp off, he couldn't see her, just the darker area where she was, but he squinted, trying anyway.

"Brody," she murmured, her hands again sliding over his thighs. He let out the breath he didn't know he was holding. "You're going to have to trust me."

Trust...Oh my. She leaned closer and her breath tickled the length of his shaft. He shuddered in his belly at the sensation. "Please, Brody." It was like a cool breeze over his hot skin. Then she slid her tongue along the underside of his cock, slowly licking, caressing. He nodded, unable to force words out of his closed throat, as she pressed a kiss to his tip, giving his slit a little suck.

"Do you trust me?" she whispered, her fingers creeping along his thighs. She teased his tip with her tongue, back and forth. He couldn't concentrate.

"Yeah, sure..." he managed finally. He felt her lips smile as she pressed a kiss just under his head. Her tongue was stroking him again, exploring every inch of his cock, down, then up, then down again. Her fingers stroked his base, feathery touches over the tight curls that surrounded his shaft. He let his head fall back with a groan, enjoying her attention.

"Good boy," she murmured, tilting her head so her hair brushed his inner thigh. Her tongue moved lower and her thumbs pushed under his cock to tilt his shaft towards his belly. He tensed, waiting for a return to the tight grip she'd used before, but she began to lick his balls -- circling, teasing, kissing his throbbing sacs. He groaned again.

"Nice, Brody," she whispered, just a voice and exquisite tongue in the darkness, "Now I understand why they talk about you." She suckled his balls gently, wrapping her lips around one, then popping him free. Brody nearly whimpered at the quick flashes of pleasure. His fingers dug into the couch cushions beneath his bare ass.

"What..." he asked hoarsely, "What do they say?" She lifted her head away and he cursed himself silently for distracting her.

"Brody Evans makes a woman glad she has a pussy," the woman whispered, her breath on his wet balls, creating new sensations. Brody clenched his fists as his stomach tightened. "Brody Evans is hung like a bull and makes women cum screaming."

They said that...the woman was back at his head, her tongue swirling around his tip. He didn't care what they said, whoever they were, as long as this woman kept doing what she was doing. This was turning into a birthday he'd never forget. 

Then he forgot how to breathe as she took him into her mouth. Her wet lips slid down, down, down his shaft as his head slid into her throat. She gave him a hard suck before sliding him back out. Then she did it again. On the third suck, Brody gasped suddenly, oxygen rushing in as he panted, dizzy. The woman began to bob her head, moving up and down his shaft, her hands balancing on his thighs.

"Oh, yeah," he groaned. She gave a hard suck each time she pulled him in and her spit dripped down his shaft, leaving a tingling trail. He couldn't hold back and began to rock his hips, thrusting with her. This was better than anything he'd ever felt.  

Her hands shifted and Brody closed his eyes again as her fingers stroked and gently squeezed his balls. The sensations were overwhelming...his cock enveloped in wet, sucking, heat...his balls being kneaded in the same rhythm. He clenched his jaw, struggling to hold back his orgasm, wanting to prolong this pleasure.

One of her hands moved again, sliding under his balls, sliding between the cushion and his ass. Even as she pressed a finger against his ass, her mouth never letting up, Brody's head went back, his throat working around a groan as everything in his body tensed. Then she shoved her finger into his ass as she held just his head in her mouth, sucking as hard as she could.

Brody came with a roar, his hips leaving the couch as his balls pulsed, his cock jerked and cum erupted into her mouth. Both her hands went to his shaft, squeezing, milking him as she continued sucking while he ejaculated. His vision went dark as he emptied everything into her greedy mouth.

Done. He drew in a shaky breath as she released his cock. He felt limp, completely sated. He felt her draw back, vaguely saw her stand. Then the lamp flipped on. He was sprawled on the couch, his legs spread around a softened cock, his pants around his ankles, his tee still on. She smiled at him, her naked body flushed.

"Come into the bedroom," she purred, waving her hand towards the door, "I'm not finished with you yet..." She turned and he watched her tight ass, her hips sway as she walked to the door. She gave him another wicked grin over one shoulder and he suddenly found the energy to surge to his feet...and trip into the table as his pants tangled around his ankles.

Stripping, he stumbled towards the bedroom. Damn, he'd never come like that. He wanted to touch her, to taste her, to...

She lay on his bed, the lamp on the nightstand making her skin glow. One hand played idly with her breast while the other lay between her thighs. She shifted one leg and he could see her pink lips, bare shaven, glistening. She stroked herself slowly, her eyes on him, as he stood paralyzed in the doorway. A shiver went through her as her fingers rubbed her clit. Brody watched as she shifted her hips, spread her legs wider, and slid her hand further, her fingers playing about the opening to her pussy.

"I need your cock, Brody," she purred, "I need you to fuck me in the worst way."

He needed to fuck her too. His cock, so recently sated, was stirring, rising again. "I hope you don't mind," she continued.

"No...no problem," he managed. Her fingers were sliding further into her hole, even as she was spreading herself wider so he could watch. His mouth watered as he saw her fingers glistening.

"I love when a man fucks me like a bitch," she whispered, her eyes locked on him, while her body quivered from the finger fucking she was giving herself. Brody's fingers itched to stroke her, to slide inside her pussy like hers were.

"I'll do you any way you want, babe," he groaned, stepping closer to the bed. 

She rolled over, rising on all fours with her ass high. Brody swallowed hard as he watched her clench her ass, as her fingers again slid between her thighs and he saw them press into her pussy from a new angle. She was juicy, her pussy quivering, and he groaned. Another step and his hands slid over her ass, feeling the firm muscle, the hot skin. 

She moaned. "I'm a bad girl, Brody," she whispered, "You need to spank me."

Oh God. Brody gave her ass a squeeze. He'd never...

"Spank my ass, Brody," she begged, "Punish the bad girl." 

His cock was fully erect, throbbing, demanding. Brody looked at her sweet backside, at her pink pussy. He clenched his jaw and gave one ass cheek a sharp slap. She shuddered. The scent of female surrounded him.

"Oh, yes, Brody," she moaned, "I'm so bad. Spank me, Brody."

He gave her other cheek a slap and she shuddered again. Cum oozed from her pussy. With a groan, he bent, lapping at her hole. She shuddered, squirmed as his tongue stroked her. 

"God, you taste good," he panted. His hands gripped her thighs as he thrust his tongue into her pussy, suckling. She moaned and rocked, pressing her pussy against his mouth, as he fed on her juices. 

"Fuck me, Brody," she moaned, "Fuck me hard and fast, like an animal. Please..."

He groaned, lifting his mouth, licking his lips and tasting her there. He stepped close, dragging his cock up and down her swollen pink slit. She shivered. "Yes, yes," she whimpered as he fit his head against her hole.

Brody hesitated, on hand on her hip, then gave her ass a hard slap as he thrust his cock into her. Her head came up as she cried out. Her pussy clamped tight around him, enveloping him with heat as he pushed in to her core. "God, yes, Brody," she sobbed, "Fuck me. Fuck this bad girl."

Another slap, another thrust and she cried out again. He'd never been so turned on and she sounded like she was going to come apart any moment. His fingers dug into her hips as he began to drive into her, his hips slapping her ass as he pounded her cunt. She was panting, sobbing, her body pushing back to meet him, urging him on.

"More, more," she moaned, her hands fisted in his sheets. Her knees slid farther apart, her pussy opening to him, her hips tilting and Brody thrust harder with a groan. Stroke after stroke, he buried himself to the balls in her soft hot pussy, her juices coating him, making his slick penis glide against her inner muscles. He could feel them ripple around his length as she began to tense and he groaned with the pleasure.

His hands shifted, his thumbs pressing the hollow of her back, pushing her shoulders down as he leaned into her. He lifted one knee to the bed, gaining leverage, plunging up into her like a jackhammer. Her body, the mattress, the whole fucking bed shook with his piston movements. "Yes, yes," she sobbed, her breath catching.

His orgasm took him totally by surprise as he rammed his cock deep and felt the pulse shoot up from his balls. His cum erupted into her core and she screamed, her pussy clamping tight around his shaft, her inner muscles milking him like her fingers had earlier. He groaned from the gut, his hips jerking as he ejaculated again and again, spilling his seed.

Her forehead fell to the bedding as she shuddered again and again. He pushed his hips against her, his cock twisting, pumping, emptying into her quivering pussy. Brody groaned finally, drawing back, his spent cock sliding wetly from her body, the slurping sound making him shudder. He took two steps to the side and collapsed on the mattress. She sank down beside him and they both lay, panting, sweaty and flushed with passion spent.

"Damn, babe," he groaned, "I've never had sex like that."

She lifted her head to give him a grin. "Brody Evans," she gave his shoulder a light poke, "can fuck like God's gift. What a wicked boy, you are, Brody."

"Stick around, my best birthday present, and I'll show you what wicked really is," he chuckled, but at the moment he was a little to spent to move. "I don't even know your name or how you got in." Got in didn't matter, but he couldn't keep calling her babe.

"Zach. My name's Marlene and I'm his cousin," she grinned again, shifting closer to him. 

"It is so good to know you Marlene. Man, do I owe him big time," Brody smiled back. Zach had been late to the party. Now Brody knew why.

"So, birthday boy, how wicked can you be?" She was so close, her hand already stroking down his chest and his stomach. He felt his cock twitch and gave her another smile

"I was thinking of playing a little pool," he growled, rolling to his side and leaning towards her.

Her eyes twinkled. "Take your best shot, baby," she laughed as he rolled on top of her.



Birthday Present



My wife Anna and I had flown out to our villa in Spain for my birthday, as we did every year, to spend a long weekend lying by the pool and soaking up the sun. On my birthday I was woken up by my wife with a kiss on the lips and 'Happy birthday Chris' whispered in my ear. Normally it would be blowjob and breakfast in bed that first greeted me on birthdays, but obviously not this year. 

'Where's my usual birthday wake-up, I hope you not getting complacent,' I teased. 

'Your presents are downstairs, and this birthday will be different from usual, I don't want you becoming complacent!' 

With that she got off the bed and wandered towards the door, I followed her pert bikini-clad bottom to the door. She then looked over her shoulder and said 'have a shower and then come downstairs for breakfast.' 

With that she walked out of the door, and I could hear her go downstairs. The sight of her cute bottom had started me to get hard, as I thought about her tight stomach, 34C boobs, long brown hair and button nose it sent me rigid. I decided to take that shower, if only to cool myself down.

I wandered down stairs after my shower in just a pair of trunks and wandered into the dining room, my wife was sat at the table with two places set. She looked up and said, 'Nice, you still have the body you had when we met at uni.' 

Both my wife and I like to stay fit and have a gym at home and in the villa. 'Take a seat and we can have breakfast.' 

As I sat down I heard the kitchen door open and in walked kayley, one of the barmaids from the local british pub, carrying my breakfast and wearing a white bikini and white high heels. She set my breakfast in front of me, gave me kiss on the cheek, whispered 'happy birthday' in my ear and walked back into the kitchen, I turned to watch her go my eyes fixed on her bum and slowly moving up her body to her luscious red hair. 'There is birthday present one,' said Anna as I turned back round, 'and here comes birthday present two.' 

I turned to face the kitchen again and out walked Emily, another barmaid from the local, in a black bikini and black high heels. She placed breakfast in front of my wife and came over to kiss me on the cheek and wish me happy birthday. I again watched her walk back to the kitchen to see another pert little bottom and only then realised she had cut her blonde hair into a short bob. I turned back to face my wife, mouth open wide. She looked at me and said, 'drink your champagne and eat your breakfast, then you can enjoy your birthday presents whilst I go into town to pick some things up. The only rule is that you can't stick your dick in their pussy or arse. That is reserved for me, and me only.'

Once we had finished our breakfast Anna got up wandered over to me and whispered in my ear 'I will be out until lunch, enjoy your presents they have been told to do whatever you want.' 

With that she turned towards the front door, slipped a dress over her bikini and left. As the door slammed shut Emily and Kayley came out of the kitchen and cleaned the table. 'Meet me by the pool once you have finished' I said as I got up and headed outside. 

Once outside I threw a towel over my favourite lounger lay down, closed my eyes and soaked up the sun. A few minutes later a shadow fell over and when I opened my eyes Kayley and Emily were both stood over me, 'You put any suncream on?' asked Emily. 

I shook my head, 'Good job I brought this then,' she said as she held up some suncream. 'turn on to your front and we will make sure you are fully covered' said kayley. 

I did as I was told and revelled as their hands roamed all over my back and legs, then without any warning my trunkes were pulled down and I was lying there naked, just as I was about to complain their hands started to massage my arse and that stopped me in my tracks. 'We have finished your back, now turn round' said kayley.

I turned over and both of their eyes immediately went to my cock, which by now was rock hard. 'It looks like we will need more cream to do this side, hey kayley,' chuckled Emily. 

Kayley just nodded as she poured more cream into their hands. They started by rubbing the cream into my shoulders and gradually worked their way down my chest to my stomach, they teased me by rubbing my groin and upper thighs for ages before finally working their way down my legs. They then started working their way back up my legs and stopped by my groin but refused to touch my aching cock. 

Then suddenly I felt a hand wrap round my cock and as I looked down i saw Emily slowly wanking me with a smile on her face, when she looked up and saw me she opened her mouth and wrapped it round my cock slowly sliding down to its base. As she continued to give me blowjob I looked over to kayley who put her hands behind her back and undid her bikini top, her breasts fell out and i looked on in awe, they were exactly the same size as my wife's but with smaller nipples pointing right at me. I montioned her up towards my head and took a nipple in my mouth, kayley moaned with pleasure and after a few minutes took her nipple out of my mouth and placed the other one in. I was more than happy to nip and suck on this one whilst Emily kept working her mouth up and down my rigid penis. A couple of minutes later Emily said 'time to change', and as I looked up she too was topless. Her tits were smaller than Anna's and Kayleys and not quite as pert, but their was something about them that just made me stare. I was brought back to reality when kayley slipped her mouth round cock and took it all in in one go, and emily then placed a nipple in my mouth. After five minutes of this I was ready to cum. I whispered this and kayley stopped sucking me and ordered me to sit on the edge of the lounger, I did as I was told. The girls took turns licking and wanking me off, as I was about to cum Emily upped the pace and the girls both looked me in the eye as I came all over their tits and face. I was so horny my cum went eveywhere, completely covering them especially Emily. After I had finally finished I surveyed the scene and we all started laughing, Kayley wiped some cum off her chest and wiped it all over Emily's face, with this they started play fighting and ended up in the pool. As they washed themsleves down my thoughts turned to Anna and what a wonderful wife she was, I looked down at my watch and realised she would still be a couple of hours yet so I decided to make the most of her generous presents whilst I could.

As Emily and Kayley messed around in the pool I decided that a work out was the best way to get my head round what had just happened. I walked across the patio and into the gym, I laid down on the weights bench and pumped out a few light reps, but my mind was elsewhere. I couldn't get my mind round the fact my wife had given me the two gorgeous barmaids from our local as birthday presents with the instructions to do with them as I wished as long as I didn't 'stick my dick in their pusy or arse.' 

As my mind came back into the room I looked up and saw Emily standing above my head with only her bikini bottoms on. 'Need some help?' she enquired. 

'Please,' I said 'can you put two 10kg plates on either end of the bar?' 

She nodded her head and as she wandered over to the weights stand I got a view of her pert litle bum swaying from side to side, as she bent over I could see the outline of her pussy lips through her pants and my cock began to stir. After she finally put the weights on the bar I started to lift again and Emily moved round to spot me, her pussy inches from my face, and I could smell her musky aroma. As I finished my reps Emily looked me in the eyes said 'Well done, and here is your reward,' and with that she slid her bikini bottoms down to reveal a tight pussy without a wisp of hair, 'Now for your next set and then your next treat.' 

With that I pushed out the quickest ten reps I have ever done. As I settled the bar back down I looked up as Emily lowered her bald pussy down on to my mouth. She tasted amazing, and I licked and nibbled at her lips until they started to open up to reveal their secrets. As her clit revealed itself I concentrated on it, niblling and licking whilst listening to the moans to she what she most liked. Emily's moans slowly intensified and as I used a stiff tongue on her clit, she got louder and louder and her body began to shake as she began to orgasm. As her moaning reached its peak I felt her cum flood into my mouth, and after what felt like five minutes she pulled her pussy away and slumped on the floor against the wall. 

I sat up and turned round to face her, with her eyes closed and blissful smile on her face I took in the sight. Emily and I had grown quite close during the last few summers, and I was doubly suprised that my wife, Anna, had chosen her as one of my birthday presents as she had often enquired as whether anything was going on between us. A tap on my shoulder brought me out of my thoughts and I turned round to see Kayley drying her hair. 'What have you two been up to without me?' she teased. 

'Lie down on the floor and I will show you,' I replied. She did as she was told and I slowly pulled down her bikini bottoms. Her pussy lips were as tight and as bald as Emily's, but there was a little runway of ginger pubic hair just above her lips. I lay down between her legs and began to repeat my nibbles and licks as I did on Emily. As her pussy moistened her clit revealed itself just as Emily's had, so I moved my attention to it. Kayley's clit was obviously alot more sensitive than Emily's, as she prefered lighter licking and moved towards he orgasm alot quicker. As she started to orgasm she was alot quieter than Emily emitting only quiet little grunts until finally she let out a long groan as her orgasm peaked. I knelt up to see Kayley's pretty face and she lay there with a peaceful grin on her face recovering. I then heard Emily say 'Your turn now, lay down there.' 

I did as I was told and Emily walked over and knelt down over me. As she started to lower her pussy towards my rock hard cock, I had to stop her. 'What's wrong?' she asked. 

I expained Anna instructions and she nodded her head and replaced her pussy with her lips, and as she took my cock into her mouth she kept eye contact with me. She kept her eyes locked on me throughout the blowjob, and it didn't take long until my orgasm began to build. I moaned that I was coming and Emily just upped the pace and took me even deeped in her mouth as I came down her throat. She tried to swallow as much as she could but some spilt out of the side of her mouth. 

All three of us lay there for a while recovering, until I suggested we went for a bit of sunbathing. After half an hour I heard the doors open and Anna walked out and said 'Well you are having a good birthday, lying by the pool with a beer, and two pretty topless young ladies lying next to you.' 

'All I can say is thankyou,' I replied. 

Anna walked over and sat on the end of my lounger. 'Did he stick to my instructions Emily' Anna asked. 

'He certainly did,' replied Emily, 'I even tempted him as you said, but he told me not to. Although you should have seen the pain on his face!!''. 

'Well done darling' Anna said, as she rubbed my cock through my shorts 'you shall be well rewarded, as your birthday present hasn't finished yet.' 

As I tried to work out exactly what was going on Anna asked Kayley to go and make us some Mojitos. As the little redhead walked round the pool I couldn't help but watch her pert 19 year old bum as it moved away from me. A light punch on my thigh brought me round and Anna said 'Go and do what you have to with that tight little body, then send her home and bring Emily and I our Mojitos.' 

I got up immediately not even attempting to hide my rapidly hardening cock, and followed Kayley inside the villa. 'I have been sent to help you,' I explained as walked into the kitchen. 

I walked over to the fridge to get out the limes and the mint, as I was looking Kayley wrapped one arm around my chest and put her other hand around my cock and whispered in my ear 'I have seen the way your eyes follow my arse around, and I know you want to put your dick in me. When was the last time you fucked a tight teenager? Anna is 28 and Emily is 26, why don't you have my tight little pussy right now?' 

My dick was now rock hard and there was no way I could say no to such and offer, especially as she was right. I turned round picked Kayley up and carried her towards the dining-room as she wrapped her legs around me, as I passed the glass doors to the pool I saw Anna and Emily in deep conversation with Anna stroking Emily's leg. I was intrigued but didn't stop to look as a horny little Kayley was rubbing her bikini covered pussy up and down my dick. I laid kayley down on the table and ripped off her bikini bottoms, pulled off my shorts and plunged my cock all the way into her soaking pussy, as she let out a load moan and looked me straight in the eye as she said 'Fuck me hard and don't stop until you have cum inside me.' 

I did as I was told and began to pummel her wet slit. I was so turned on as I watched her pert little boobs bounce as I rammed into her that I didn't realise I was making her come until I heard her suddenly let out a loud moan as her whole body began to shake, as her orgasm subsided I continued to fuck her as hard as I could and 30 seconds later she was cuming again even harder than the time before. This one lasted for about 5 minutes seeming to come in ebbs, as when it seemed her orgasm was subsiding her moans would again grow louder and her body begin to shake again. When they finally stopped Kayley looked up wided eyed at me and said 'Your turn.' 

I began to pound her even harder, and as I began to orgasm I looked down at her pretty face and let loose a torrent of cum up her pussy. After I pulled out kayley jumped of the table picked up her bikini bottoms and whispered in my ear 'That is the best fuck I have ever had. I have to go to work now, but if you ever need a teenage pussy again just let me know.' 

With that she turned around into the kitchen picked up her bikini top and bag, blew me a kiss and went out of the door. 

I stared at the door for a while reliving her 5 minute orgasm. With a big smile on my face I put on my shorts walked outside, saw Anna and Emily sunbathing topless and dived in the pool. By the time I surfaced both the girls were also in the pool swimming towards me. I stood up and they both came up either side of me and wrapped there legs round one of mine. I had Emily on my left and Anna on my right, their boobs brushing against my arms as they bobed up and down on the water. 'Right then,' said Anna, 'Emily has told me what a good little boy you were when she tried to sit on your dick, so your birthday present has got even better and they are currently wrapped around you. Emily and I are your slaves from now until midnght tomorrow. We will do what ever you say, whenever you say.' 

Without a word I moved over to the edge of the pool, lifted Anna onto the side and pulled off her bikini bottoms. 'The first thing I want to do is thankyou,' I said as I licked her slit. 

I knew exactly how Anna liked to be licked and set about bringing her to an orgasm. I latched onto her clit and quickly heard her starting to moan. I stiffened my tounge and flicked her clit as she loudly moaned her way to an orgasm. As she came back down I jumped out of the pool, pulled Anna's legs up onto the poolside, and drove my cock straight into her sopping pussy. Her eyes flew wide open and she just gasped out loud, I put her legs over my shoulders and pounded into her as hard as possible. She quickly started to move towards another orgasm and my penis was becoming harder as I moved to my own orgasm. I looked up and saw Emily sitting on a lounger with her hand between her legs playing with her clit. She looked me straight between the eyes and we smiled. I then felt Anna start to shake and moan louder and louder as her orgasm hit its peak. This drove me over the edge and I pulled my cock out of her to spray my cum all over her tight, sweaty body. I looked over to Emily and she was orgasming as well, her pert little tits shaking as her orgasm shook through her body. As I finished coming I rolled over and lay next to the pool. 'Well,' said Anna rubbing my cum into her 34C breasts, 'we have another day of a half of this Chris, and in my opinion that will be hard to top'. 

'Don't worry,' I replied, 'I have plenty of ideas what I can do with the pair of you.' 

Anna, Emily and I lay by the pool recovering, when I finally got my breath back I said 'Right lets go into town so I can buy you two lunch.'

The two girls got straight onto their feet Anna grabbed Emily by the hand 'Lets go put some clothes on Emily, you will have to wear something of mine, but I am sure we can find you something.' 

They both picked up their bikinis and wandered towards the villa. I sat up and watched them go hand in hand, my eyes were fixed on their pert little bottoms, and I sat there thinking that I was lucky enough to have a 28 year old wife who still had the body she had when I first met her, and now she had brought this gorgeous blonde barmaid to be my birthday present. I looked back at them as they went through the door and thought that bar the different hair, Anna with her long wavy brown hair and Emily with her blonde bob, you couldn't tell the difference between them from behind, and from the front, from the neck down, the only difference was that Emily had slightly smaller boobs, Anna was a good 34C Emily was slightly smaller, and Emily's cleaned shaved pussy and Anna with her brazilian. I shook my head not believing what was happening, life could not be any better. The only thing that worried me was the fact they were getting on so well. I had never known Anna speak to Emily, other than to order a drink, and the only time she had mentioned Emily to me was to sending a warning shot across my bows as she thought were getting too close. 

I headed inside to the kitchen and took a beer out of the fridge. I started to head upstairs to see what the girls were upto but noticed some highlights of last night's football on the TV so I sat down to watch it for 10 mins. When the football finished I wandered upstairs to the bedroom and found Anna and Emily trying on dresses like best friends. I shook my head and walked into the shower and got myself ready for lunch. When I got downstairs the girls were sat at the dining-room table with a glass of wine each. 'We ready to go then ladies? Lunch on me, whatever you want.' I said. 

They finished their wine and stood up. They were both wearing summer dresses finishing just above the knee and it was clear to me neither of them were wearing bras. Anna grabbed Emily by the hand and skipped to the door. I followed them and watched them walk down the hill into town continuing to hold hands. I was following about 5 metres behind them and just as we were entering town Anna let go of Emily's hand put it down to Emily's bum and lifted up her skirt to reveal to me that she was wearing no panties, she then moved her hand to lift up her own dress to reveal that she wasn't wearing pants either. I sped up to catch up with them, had a quick fondle of each of their bottoms, and then asked them to put their arms through mine. I wanted the entire town to know how lucky I was. 

We chose a Tapas bar down by the Marina and I ordered a bottle of my favourite Rioja, this was soon finished so another was ordered to wash down the rest of the food. There was a fresh breese coming off the sea and it caused both Anna and Emily's nipples to become erect, Anna caught me staring, 'Is that turning you on Chris? If so come round towards Emily and look down.' 

I did as I was told and moved my seat next to Emily's, I looked down to see Anna's hand rubbing up and down Emily's smooth pussy lips, as I was looking Anna started rubbing on Emily's clit and she let out a soft moan. I thought this would be the end but Anna continued to rub Emily's growing clit. I looked up and both Anna and Emily were looking me straight in the eyes. Emily suddenly gasped and I looked back down, Anna had inserted two fingers into Emily's pussy and was rubbing her clit with her thumb. I looked back up, Emily had her eyes closed and was panting, her breaths became shorter and shorter she pursed her lips and grabbed my arm as she came at the table, just a quiet sigh escaped her lips. Anna withdrew her fingers raised them to her mouth and sucked them clean. I looked at them both Emily with a smile on her face and a vacant look in her eye, and Anna with a cheeky grin from ear to ear. I just sat back and took a massive gulp of wine. 




Birthday Present



I looked my husband in the eyes to determine if he was really serious. He had promised me that for my birthday, he would let me do whatever I wanted to do to him. Most people might find this promise normal or even cliché, but my husband knew I had some downright kinky things in mind... things he probably wouldn't want to do even if someone paid him a huge sum of money. Therefore, his promise was deeply touching.

He nodded at me reassuringly, his eyes letting me know that he intended to keep his promise. I smiled in anticipation. We had sent our kids away for the night and so were home alone... or so he thought.

I fiddled with the rope in my hand. I had made it specially for tonight out of cotton so that it would be strong enough to tie him up without hurting him. He nodded again, but this time I could see the apprehension in his eyes. He trusted me not to hurt him... much, heh heh.

I gestured for him to get on our bed, and then tied him so that his hands and feet were all tied to a different corner of the bed. Once I was satisfied that he was securely bound and couldn't escape, I smiled encouragingly, and kissed him. Then, I wrapped a thick blindfold around his head to make sure he couldn't see anything. I had made this myself as well, and had tested it to make sure it worked.

I chuckled softly; now the fun could begin! I walked to a table on the opposite side of the room and noisily grabbed my massage oil. I planned to thoroughly rub him everywhere but his groin -- hoping to provoke a deep sense of sexual frustration.

I returned to my bed, and warmed the oil in my hands. It didn't take long before my husband responded to my touch. He was pointing at the ceiling in an obvious signal that he was ready for sex.

I looked up to find my friend grinning at me. As arranged, he had stealthily and nakedly entered my room to help me have fun with my husband. I slid off the bed and walked around the room. A moment later, my friend climbed into bed, and started teasing my husband's shaft with his breath.

Using one finger to tease my husband's shaft, my friend grinned as my husband squirmed. My beloved groaned in anticipation, and I knew that he was still pretty sure that it was me playing with him. I carefully and silently settled myself into a chair, and checked the video camera sitting on a small dresser next to me. It had a good view, and was recording. It had a full battery, and plenty of memory. I quietly rubbed my hands together as I mentally cackled in glee. We can take our time!

My friend had progressed to licking the erect shaft, and holding it steady with one hand. I eagerly watched as he attempted to swallow it whole, and suppressed a moan. I didn't want my husband to suspect that we weren't alone... yet.

I slipped a finger between my lower set of lips, and rubbed my aching little bud slowly. My friend's head bobbed up and down as he sucked on my husband vigorously. He noticed me out of the corner of his eye a few minutes later, and paused to grin at me. I returned the grin, and nodded permission for him to proceed.

He grabbed the bottle of oil that I had left on the bed, and lubricated my husband's shaft thoroughly. Then, he rubbed a generous amount of oil on himself, and carefully stood over my husband. Holding his balls and shaft out of the way -- so they wouldn't touch my husband -- my friend lowered himself on to the slightly quivering shaft.

My breathing increased, and I had to be very careful not to make any noise. Just watching them was having an intense effect on my body! I was so close to orgasming, and I didn't want to do so just yet.

My friend bounced and shifted a couple of times, but eventually had my husband's entire shaft buried deeply inside him. I was breathing fast and hard in excitement now! From this point on, if my husband figured out that there was someone else in the room, there wasn't much he could do to stop things, so I was a little less careful about making noise, but even so, I tried to keep quiet.

My friend also made sure to keep his noises soft and breathy. Nearly soundless exhalations and pants. It was clear that he was utterly enjoying himself as well! I decided the time was right to wiggle my finger a bit faster, and immediately felt like I was about to melt from the pleasure.

I held my breath to suppress a squeal a moment later as my whole body shook. I felt waves of pleasure wash over me, and continued to rub myself until I just couldn't handle any more. I quietly exhaled, and then rested for just a moment.

My friend gestured that he was close, and I nodded. Now was the time to let my hubby know that we were not alone. I climbed into bed in an area that I knew wasn't blocking the camera, and opened my mouth. My friend and I had previously agreed that ejaculating all over my mildly homophobic husband would be completely disrespectful, so I wrapped my lips around my friend's shaft in order to capture his cum in my mouth.

He gushed copiously, and I swallowed it. Then, I turned my attention to my husband, raking his chest with my nails. I knew he knew that I had invited a friend by this point, but he didn't say anything, and I think he was more than half afraid to find out who it was.

I licked my husband's chest and bit his nipples as my friend continued to ride him. I used my nails to lightly scrap along his sides, and licked his lips. My husband was loudly moaning and groaning by now, and it was obvious that he was really close to cumming.

I leaned back to rub his chest and abdomen with my hands so I could watch his body buck and thrash about. He roared in pleasure -- his body arching into a bow shape -- and my friend held still -- signaling to indicate that my husband was pumping him full.

I grinned, extremely grateful that I had gotten this on camera! This was one of my naughtiest fantasies, and having it come true was sheer bliss! I am so going to watch this video every chance I get!

I handed my friend a hand towel, and watched him savor the lingering pleasure for a moment before rising off my husband's shaft. He held the towel between his legs to prevent any cum from dribbling out, and then nodded when I indicated that he should leave the room. I knew that he would go clean up in the bathroom, dress, and leave. He also took a moment to stop the camera and take it with him; I didn't want my husband to demand that I erase the video once he found out what had happened.

I stroked my husband's body for a few moments to sooth him. He still panted in the aftermath, and appeared to be drowsy. I wondered why he didn't say anything. He must have questions! Maybe he figured that I wasn't done with him yet.

I contemplated pulling out my toys and inserting them where I know my husband didn't want them, but then decided against it. I had pushed him far enough already. Deeming it safe, I removed the blindfold, and kissed along my husband's jaw line to his ear, up his cheek, and finished by kissing each of his eyes lightly. Finally, I stretched out next to him, and used his shoulder as a pillow.

I wasn't sleepy at all, and my husband wasn't quite ready for another round just yet, so I shifted to allow my finger access to my greedy bud once more. I closed my eyes, and relived the previous half an hour as I pleasured myself. My husband chuckled.

"You know, if you untied at least one of my hands, I could help you out with that," he suggested. I suddenly had a brilliant idea, and cackled deviously.

"Nuh-uh!" I vetoed and then sat up. I straddled him and shifted position until I was practically smothering him. I made sure that he could breathe, and then commanded him to, "Lick me!"

He complied, and used his tongue to reignite the fire in my blood. I moaned and cried out happily, and braced myself with the headboard so that I didn't suffocate my beloved. His tongue is talented, and always has been. I just love the way he makes me squeal!

I quaked with pleasure, and forgot about safety for a moment as I ground my hips into my husband. "Oh God!" I shouted. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore, and collapsed onto the bed next to him.

I recovered for a few minutes, and then decided that it was time to release my poor captive hubby. I'll admit that the thought of torturing him all night was highly appealing, but I figured that he had probably had enough by now. He wasn't really into the kinky stuff after all. He liked his sex to be varied in position, but pretty much normal. He would never have agreed to what I did to him if I had actually told him about it first!

Once he was free, he snatched me, and rolled me under him. He tried to kiss me, but I turned my head to the side. He knew I didn't let him kiss me after he licked me off, so he didn't question this, but in actuality, I didn't think it was right for him to kiss me after I had swallowed another man's cum. I would need to wash my mouth out first!

"I love you," he whispered in my ear, and I purred in response.

"I love you too," I replied huskily, already hoping that he planned to impale me and pound me into the bed.

"So... who was that?" He wondered curiously.

I smirked. "That's a secret!"

"So I was right in that I probably don't want to know, huh?"

I grinned and nodded.

He plunged inside me forcefully. "That's punishment for being naughty!" He informed me. I nodded, and dutifully received my sentence. He chose a medium and powerful pace, and banged into me in a way that made me want to squeal. I whispered encouragement, and held him tight.

"Happy Birthday Honey," he wished when he was done filling me up.

I sighed happily, purring again, and then grinned. "I can't wait for next year!" I cackled slightly as I mentally rubbed my hands together, and made plans for what I could do to him next time.

He shook his head and rolled his eyes. "Don't think I'll let you do this to me again," he warned.

I tactfully did not say that it didn't matter if he was willing. He cast me a curious glance.

"So... does this mean that you'll do whatever I want for my birthday?" He inquired.

The thought of him tying me up and doing anything he wanted made me hot again. "Mmm-hmm!" I agreed.

It was his turn to cackle malevolently, and I snuggled into him. Too bad his birthday was 6 months away!

"We may need to send the kids away for the whole weekend!" He stated, and I grinned. "That way, you'll have time to clean the entire house and do all the dishes!"

I gasped in faux outrage. "You bastard!" Leave it to my hubby to want a clean house for his birthday! I am so going to have him raped for my next birthday!

He laughed. "I'm imagining it now." He squeezed me tightly, and I attempted to smack him. I was half laughing, and half trying to kill him for daring to suggest that I clean!

We played around in bed for a good hour after that, before finally deciding to take a nap. I smiled as I drifted off to sleep, thoroughly content.

"No seriously, who was that?"

I giggled softly, but refused to answer. If he still wants to know after our nap, I'll tell him, but for now, it was better if he just continued to imagine that it was Angelina Jolie.



Birthday Present



"Jordan, wake up!" shouts Ron. 

"Ugh, go away, ass!" say I, still half asleep. 

"Jordan, are you going to spend your 18th birthday asleep or come see what is in store for you?"

Suddenly I jump, realizing just what day it is. I am finally 18! 

"Ron, what time is it?" I mumble. 

"Dude, it's nine."

Shit! I am late! Rachel is going to be pissed! I hurry and start to get dressed. I stop and look in the mirror. Today is the day Rachel has been teasing me about for months since her own 18th birthday. I am 5'9" with short brown hair, striking brown golden eyes, skinny, with shoulders built like a truck. I make sure I am looking the best. I pick up my phone to call Rachel to let her know I will be late.

"Hey Rachel!"

*Giggles in the background* "Hey Jordan, Where are you?" 

"Sorry, late night but I am on my way!"

"Hurry, Jordan, take too long and someone's birthday presents may disappear!" *click*

What does that mean.... Why does she always have to speak in riddles? Hearing her voice I accelerate, thinking about what possibly she has planned. Rachel and I have been together for 5 years now. I have been living on my own since I was 17. Rachel on the other hand is a daddy's girl. I have no damn clue how I managed to date her as a rock climber and math geek. Rachel is head cheerleader, 6'1", brunette hair to her ass, breasts of a goddess at a perfect 38C, legs that in those tiny skirts never seem to end. 

Pulling up to Rachel's house I see her two best friends' cars are parked outside. God, I hate them. Why would Rachel do this to me! Probably going to be spending the day at the mall carrying her friends' crap. I get out of my car grumbling as I walk to the front door.

I hear a branch snap behind me, I start to turn... *thunk* 

I let out a groan. My head throbbing I feel a bruise on my head. 

"What the hell happened..." I moan. I try to reach up and feel my head, and I realize my arms and legs are strapped to a four-poster bed with no clothing on. I start to pull when two women come to my side, wearing tight leather corsets, their breasts about to burst out, blood red lipstick, and knee high fishnet stockings. Seeing the two of them my jaw drops open. They lean down and both kiss me, sticking their tongues deep in for a few seconds before leaning back up. 

"Wow..." barely escapes my lips in a breath. The two ladies giggle.

BANG!!!! The bedroom door slams open. Standing on the threshold is Rachel, wearing a fiery red corset, her perfect breasts looking like a set of D's over their normal C's. A gap between her legs shows her shaven pussy glistening in the dim lighting, her long hair up in a tight bun. She carries a black leather crop and is in 8-inch stiletto boots. Rachel's boots click against the hard floor as she walks closer to me. Seeing her gorgeous body in such an outfit makes my cock grow hard as a rock. Rachel stops and stands next to the bed looking me over. She smacks the crop hard on my chest and in a fake Russian accent says, "Hello Jordan, I believe it's time for you to behave or I will be forced to take pleasure away!"

Rachel's friends giggle again, hearing her accent. Rachel throws a dark look at them and they straighten back up. Rachel's friends walk back around and help her onto the bed. I smile at the view of Rachel's glistening pussy right above me. Rachel starts leaning her pussy down, holding it an inch from my face. I smell the sweet sent of her juices. She lowers herself for a few seconds letting me taste her sweetness, keeps teasing me, making me moan for more. Her juices are like an addictive drug! 

"Oh Rachel! Please give me your pussy! I need it!" I moan loudly.

"Oh you want this?" Rachel grinds her wet pussy onto my face, grinding it hard. She stands back up and slaps the crop on her boots. "Well, what would you do for it then?"

Grinning naughtily, "I will show you!" 

Rachel sits down on top of my face. She starts grinding her pussy back and forth on top of my face. Taking advantage of her pussy's closeness I slide my tongue deep into her tight pussy, feeling the walls tighten around my tongue and pull it further in. Rachel's friends, who were standing stone still, move to her side and start pulling on her nipples, bending down and sucking on them. Rachel lets out a long moan. I remove my tongue from her slit and lick it lightly around the edges, teasing her swollen bud with only the lightest and briefest of touches. 

Smack! Rachel slaps the crop into my thighs. "Be a man, Jordan, eat me now!"

I speed up my licks and start nibbling Rachel's clit. Rachel's honey flows fast, pouring over my face. I bite her clit a bit harder and Rachel starts to scream with pleasure. Rachel's grinds start to slow as she orgasms and the juices pour all over my face and bed. I move in to lick her clean.

Rachel's two friends help her down once again. "Good, Jordan, seems you may be worthy of being a man now. Let's see how well this cock works!" Rachel lets her long hair down from its tight bun, flowing down to her ass like a wave of molten gold. This time with out her friends' help Rachel throws her leg over me, shoving her pussy down on top of my cock as if it were a saddle of a horse. Her tight pussy squeezes my cock tightly, not letting it be free to move around. Rachel's friends move over to my face. Both start licking my wet face clean of Rachel's sweet honey. Both girls hum at the taste. Rachel thrusts hard down on my hard cock, making me moan at the feeling of her vault being penetrated over and over. 

Rachel lets out a long load moan, "Girls, come here now!" The girls stop kissing me to go to her side. Rachel hands the crop over and with one hand for each woman begins to rub their pussies as she keeps grinding on my cock. I start to feel building pressure seeing Rachel rub her friends into their own orgasms. 

I yell out at the top of my lungs, "OH, GOD YES, RACHEL!!! GOD YES!!!" as my load explodes deep into Rachel's tight hole.

Rachel keeps grinding, letting herself find herself having a new orgasm on my dripping hard cock. Rachel slides my hard cock out of her wet pussy and starts untying my arms and legs. Once the last of the straps is undone I grab her, pinning her to my chest. I give her a long passionate kiss. "I love you goddess," I whisper softly. 

"I love you, hot stuff."

"This is my favorite birthday." 

"Who ever said it is over, Jordan?"



Birthday Present



Hi readers, I posted this story on a different site but now I will be posting my stories here. This is a true experience of what happened on my & my girlfriend's birthday, I have changed her name for personal reasons. It was my girlfriend's birthday and I wanted to give her a present which she would never forget, I thought about making the experience about only her. I called her up on her birthday, wished her and asked her to meet me and spend some alone time with me. She wanted to spend the day enjoying with all her friends partying. 

It took some time to persuade her to spend some alone time and in the end she agreed for it and I went to pick her up. I saw her standing in the corner of a shop waiting for me. She had her hair open, slightly curved and dropping just past her bare shoulders. She was wearing a beautiful white strapless dress which ended at her mid thigh showing lots of smooth creamy skin. Her skin is of light brown color with nice firm tits which are handful, not too big or too small but nicely shaped and firm. 

She is in good shape overall & has a tight ass and slightly muscular legs courtesy of her playing soccer and running a lot. She was wearing open toed 3' heels which showed red toenails. I greeted her and we talked for a few minutes as she was constantly reminding me that she wanted to spend the day with everyone, I told her I want to do something special for her and she gave me a look which said 'I know what you want to do' and then we departed for my friends place. 

It was a nice secluded place, less populated with lots of trees and mountain roads everywhere. I took her inside the house, it was a small 3 room house with a kitchen and only 1 bathroom. We entered the bedroom which had one bed a small dressing table on the side wall and a tv. Rinki said if all you wanted to do was fuck me, we could have done it at my place why waste 1 hour and come all the way here.

I said, "I want to do something to you which you will remember for the rest of your birthdays." She gave another quizzical look and said, "ok let's do it and go back." I told her to get naked, she looked at me, turned and asked me to pull the zip down from her back. I went behind her, placed my fingers on her back inhaling her perfume which was exotic and pulled her zipper down revealing her smooth skin and the strap of her bra. She pulled the dress down her slightly muscular thighs and removed her feet from it one by one. 

She stood in front of me in only a white strapless bra which covered half of her breast, showing ample cleavage and her skimpy white panties. The contrast of her white lingerie and her light brown skin made my cock grow hard. She seductively removed her bra and panty revealing her tear drop shaped tits and black curls of her nicely trimmed pussy. I took a blind fold from my pocket and tied it to her eyes.

She asked are you going to do something naughty and I took her to bed and made her lie on her back. I took her left hand above her head and tied it to the bed and did the same with her right. 

"What are you doing?" she asked & I placed a finger on her soft red lips and "ssshhhed" her and then I took her feet and kissed her red toenail then her instep & ankle and tied them at the end of bedpost one by one. I stood up and looked at the sight. 

She was blindfolded, helpless and tied in her full naked glory not able to move her arms and legs. I placed a pillow under her ass to elevate it. She asked if I was going to fuck her now? I was looking at her slightly opened mouth, her tits heaving up and down as she breathed, her open pink pussy on display for me to do as I please.

"I want to make you cum, I am going to taste you, lick you, finger you and eat you but I'm not going to feed you my cock," I said huskily grabbing her soft yet firm tits in my hands and squeezing them. A soft moan escaped her lips. I placed my mouth above her left nipple and gently flicked her nipple with my tongue. She sighed as I took her breast in my mouth sucking on it lewdly, coating it with my saliva. She was moaning now as I placed her right nipple between my thumb and finger and started pinching it, tugging at it, squeezing it and pulling at it distorting the shape of her mound.

She was squirming now as the sensations were making her lose control and I removed her left nipple from my mouth and my tongue started its journey south to her treasure. She had light sweat forming on her skin making it shine a little. I ran my tongue on her trim stomach and dipped it in her belly button. I stood up and went to the foot of the bed, she was breathing heavily now, asking me not to tease her. 

I ran my hands up and down her lightly sweat coated thighs as I slid my tongue from her right knee to her thigh up to her pussy then did the same with her left thigh, then her right and left and right again. She was trying to move her limbs but was unable to as she was tied, she asked me to untie her so she could play with her pussy, but I just kept on licking, kissing and nibbling at her thighs. 

I brought my face close to her pussy and inhaled her musky scent and sweat forming around her pussy, she was dripping wet her puffy pussy lips were drenched so was her asshole and the pillow below her ass. I lightly blew air from my mouth on her pussy and she moaned. I was enjoying teasing her but it was very hard for me to control myself as I wanted to pound the shit out of her but I wanted this day to be about her and not me, just please her. 

I started caressing her pussy lips with my fingers eliciting loud moaning sounds from her pretty little mouth. I saw her face as there were sweat beads on her forehead and above her upper lips. She was shining with a sheen of sweat on her whole body. I roamed my free hand on her slippery stomach and then her sweaty tits pressing them. I put one finger inside her pussy and started fucking her with just one finger and she was writhing her hips against my hand. 

I flicked her clit with my thumb as I entered a second finger inside her tight wet drooling cunt, her pussy gripped my fingers like a vice. I asked the birthday girl if she wants to cum, her respond was, "yes make me cum, I feel helpless and at your mercy."

I removed my hand from her pussy watching her pussy gape open then close slowly as being empty.

"Now what?" were the only words from her mouth, I told her to ask me nicely if she wants to cum. She responded with, "please make me cum. Please I will do anything to just cum right now." I again started finger fucking her with two fingers and flicking her clit with my thumb as my other hand was massaging her torso and squeezing her wet, sweaty tits. Her nipples were swollen and I pinched and twisted her sensitive nipple. I then removed my thumb from her clit and replaced it with my tongue as I tasted her musky pussy juice which was smeared all over her pussy and my fingers. 

I was lapping up her vaginal juices as my fingers were sawing her slick pussy hole. I tried to put my third finger inside her drenched hole but it was tight and difficult to slide it in. After a few trials I was fucking her with 3 fingers now and sucking her clit in my mouth this made her scream a little and she started making loud noises. I brought my other hand and with my finger tickled all around her wet asshole. 

I caught her clit in my lips and sucked on it, this caused her to scream and thrash her head side to side. I tried to push my finger in her slick asshole which was well lubricated with her own secretions, my finger slid up to first knuckle.

"Oooohhh! This is naughty," she said almost in a whisper. I was now fucking her asshole with my finger upto second knuckle as my three fingers were screwing her pussy and my mouth sucking on her clit. 

Her body almost froze and then she shuddered making a loud scream saying, "I'm cumming. So good don't stop aaahhh." And her pussy tightened around my fingers drowning them in her juices as it started to flow like a free river. It looked as if her orgasm was going on and on and on until her body went limp. I removed my hands and placed my lips just above her sweat smeared mouth.

I kissed her red lips sending my tongue in her mouth making her taste her own pussy on my tongue and lips. I moved up, untied her arms and legs then removed her blindfold. She had a satisfied look on her face as I told her to clean up and get ready we have to go to cut the cake at her place. She looked at me, smiled and said, "best gift ever." I took her back to her place & we enjoyed rest of the evening with friends & family.

It had been almost 2 months to my girlfriend's birthday & my birthday was coming up. My GF Rinki wanted to please me by giving me an incredible gift. Something like what I had given her a few months back. She wanted to make all the arrangements so we can have the b'day party but also get some time alone with each other so she can show me a great time. Due to a family function, I had to be in Delhi on my birthday. The function which didn't even concern me so I was a bit disappointed at that. But Rinki decided that we can enjoy before I leave for Delhi 2 days before my b'day. I didn't mind an advance present so I agreed for it. On the eventful day she called and asked me to come at her friend's room which was empty as they had gone to visit her parents village and she had the key to the room. I went there in the evening around 5'o clock, the door was slightly open so I went in and was amazed at the incredible aroma coming in from the room. It was an erotic fragrance which relaxed me deeply. I saw Rinki sitting on the couch, she was wearing a white sleeveless top with jeans shorts ending mid-thigh showing her long athletic legs. She was barefoot and her toes were shining with red nailpolish which she knows I like.

She stood up and came close to me, I looked down at her pretty face with her hair back in a ponytail, wearing a red lipstick and just a hint of makeup. She was standing very close to me pushing her breasts against my chest. She was looking up at me and I could see her dark eyes filled with passion wanting something, something dirty. She said ''Go sit on the sofa,'' rubbing my arms and added ''and remove your t-shirt.'' I happily obliged, removing my t-shirt I sat on the sofa and watched her. She grabbed her top and removed it showing a white lacy bra underneath along with a smooth flat stomach and creamy cleavage. Then she brought her hands behind her and unclasped her bra, it fell, revealing a nice set of firm young breasts with erect nipples jutting out from them. Those distended nipples surrounded by pink areolas were looking mouth watering & I was thinking about sucking on them. She saw me licking my lips and smiled, she came seductively towards me shaking her ass. She straddled my lap and thrusted her breasts in front of my mouth. Those delicious nipples were just an inch or so away from my hungry mouth. I opened my mouth and an erect little nub entered it followed by the soft skin of her breast.

I closed my lips around the soft flesh of her firm breast and I started sucking on it like a hungry child. My tongue was flicking over the little hard nub as she grabbed my shoulders and started moaning. I looked up at her face, her eyes were closed and she had a look of hunger on her face. I brought my hands behind her and placed them on her lower back, then started moving them all over her back as I took her other nipple in my mouth and gave it the same treatment. I was feeling her soft skin under my fingers and in my mouth, that I bit down on her nipple hard screeching it between my teeth. Her eyes flew open and she dug her nails in my bare shoulders. The pain was intense but the pleasure of biting on her nipple was even more intense so I grabbed her neck with one hand and the other one came forward and started twisting her wet nipple in my fingers. Now she was getting wild with the abuse on both her nipples and she tried to get up but as I was holding her neck from behind, she couldn't move but just kept grinding her jeans covered pussy on my jeans covered dick. After just a few seconds of this she started cumming hard & I tightened my grip on her as she was shaking with her orgasm. When she came down from her orgasmic high I brought her face close to mine and kissed her lips. It started as a few light pecks and then I started sucking on her delicious lipstick covered lips. She pushed her tongue in my mouth and I started sucking on the spongy flesh.

I removed my grip from her and let her get up which she did a bit uneasily and said ''You're not patient are you?'' I just smiled then she continued, ''you made me cum but tonight was about you so I will say thank you for that. But if you want your present you have to control your hands. Got it?'' I just nodded my head and said, ''I promise to control my hands but its difficult when you are in my arms, they move on their own. Like they have a mind of their own.''

She laughed at that and got on her knees between my legs, she looked up at me with those dark eyes and said ''If you're hands are gonna behave good then you're gonna remember this b'day for the rest of your life. So please don't spoil it.'' and she started opening my belt, my button and my zipper. When she had undone it she grabbed it along with my underwear and started pushing it down. I raised my hips and she pulled them down my legs. She placed her hands on my thighs and looked up at me as I was looking at her pretty face, her red lipstick now smeared around her lips and chin. She brought her tongue out and licked around her lips showing me she's ready. Then her gaze shifted to my dick which was hard as a rock by now & she said ''Look at that poor thing, you almost made me forget about it. Almost.'' I just smiled and said ''That would've been a shame.''

She lifted one hand from my thigh and wrapped it around my thick cock as her other hand was rubbing my thigh. She started stroking my cock with her hand and then she brought her mouth close to it and slowly let her spit drop from her mouth onto my cock. She rubbed it all over with her hand stroking it a bit faster now. She opened her mouth and brought it down on the mushroom shaped head of my cock and closed her lips just past the cock head. Her hand was still stroking my shaft as she started sucking on my cockhead using her tongue to lick at the tip of my cock. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations being brought onto my cock as I started moving my hips up and down trying to put more of my cock in her hot mouth. She lightly scraped my thigh with her nails and I opened my eyes as she removed her lips from my cock. A thin string of saliva was connecting her lips with my cockhead which was now shining with her saliva. She just smiled at me and broke the thin strand as she said, ''You like it. Do you want more? OK.''

I just nodded and then she went back to sucking on my cock. This time she was taking half of my cock in her mouth and slobbering over it. She removed her hand from my cock and placed it on my other thigh and started moving her head up and down on my cock. Taking more and more each time she went down.

I grabbed onto the cushion tightly as I felt my cockhead hitting the back of her throat each time she took me in. I grabbed her ponytail in my hand and started bucking my hips, shoving my cock further into her mouth. The underside of my cock was sliding against her tongue bringing me immense pleasure as I guided her mouth on my cock although she didn't need any guidance in that department. She withdrew my cock from her mouth and stood up, my cock glistening with her saliva. I was on the verge of cumming when she stopped. She removed her shorts & showed me her shaved wet dripping pussy and straddled me once again. She placed one hand on my shoulder and held my cock with the other. She guided her pussy down on my cock slowly letting her pussy adjust to my thick cock. When she took it all in she placed her hands on my neck as I held her trim waist and rode her all the way up and down on my cock. She started at a slow, steady pace & then quickened when she found her rhythm. I was loving her tight pussy wrapped around my cock & was nearing my climax so I started moving her in a way that she was grinding her pussy on my cock which made her clit rub against my pelvis. She started choking me with her hands as she came on my cock bathing it in her pussy cream. She was shaking & when she stopped I grabbed her neck & her waist with the other & started pounding into her hard making her shake from the intensity of my punding. A few more hard thrusts and I shot my seed inside her pussy filling it up.

She just crashed on top of me and I started rubbing her sweaty back. It was indeed a birthday that I would never forget.



Birthday Present



Jennifer had found out a couple of years back, when she was just starting to investigate her sexuality, and it was she who had passed the information on to Bethany, who promptly had a chat with her mother to confirm it. They were intrigued by the situation, but as it didn't directly concern them, they ignored it. Teenagers are notorious for being able to ignore things they don't want to consider.

Jennifer had been having a chat about sex and its ramifications when her mother had asked her, "Who do you think is in charge of our household?"

That one was easy. Jennifer had noticed that her father deferred to her mother, and that she ruled the roost. Even she could tell her father what she wanted done and he'd generally go along, if her mother agreed.

She laughed. "You are," she said.

She was surprised when her mother shook her head and told her no, her father was firmly in control of the household. While her mother appeared to have control, both she and her husband knew that if he drew a line, that was it. No argument.

"He permits me to handle most things, because he knows that I like doing it and I can. However, on the occasional big issue, like when we moved here, your father made the final decision.

You're probably wondering why I brought this up in the middle of a discussion on sex. The fact is that once the bedroom door closes, any pretence that I run things stays on this side of that door. What he says definitely goes in the bedroom. He's a Dom and sexually I'm a submissive."

Jennifer was mildly shocked. "You mean he can just dictate terms and you go along with it?" she asked.

"If I don't want a spanking, it does," she was told. "Of course, there are times when I've wanted a spanking," she added with a little smile.

"Mum," wailed Jennifer. "Too much information. Next you'll be telling me about foursomes."

"Oh, so you've guessed about our relationship with the Williamsons," said her mother with an evil smile.

"Muuum! Tell me you're kidding.

"Oh don't be so shocked. Al Williamson is another Dom and Naomi is a submissive. It's natural that we'd have some interesting times together. You'll find out more about that when you're older."

At this point the conversation drifted to other areas of a young lady's hopeful sex life, and wasn't raised again by either Jennifer or her mother. This didn't preclude her from talking about the situation with Bethany, but after some mutual back and forth and marvelling at what strange creatures parents were, the subject was shelved.

Several years later, when the girls were nineteen, the subject was again broached, this time by Bethany.

"Jen," she started, "It'll be my dad's birthday soon and I've been wondering what to get him for a present. I've had a brilliant idea."

Jennifer looked at Bethany dubiously. She'd been bitten by Bethany's brilliant ideas before. "I'm listening," she said.

"Well, you know how you were saying a while back how my dad has weathered well and is really fit, and you wondered what he'd be like in bed. Well I talked to mum and she says it's OK by her as long as you don't mind and that your mum agrees," gushed Bethany, leaving Jennifer none the wiser.

"As long as I don't mind what?" probed Jennifer, knowing something bad was coming.

"You going to bed with Dad, of course," said Bethany. "Mum will fade out of the house for the afternoon and I'd push you into the bedroom, wish Dad a happy birthday and tell him you're his to play with for a while. Dad gets a present and you get to find out what an older man is like in bed."

"Are you crazy," screamed Jennifer. "Are you forgetting that he's a Dom. He's most likely to order me to do all sorts of weird stuff and punish me if I don't do it?"

"I know," enthused Bethany. "It'll be great. You should be able to push him far enough to get a spanking and then have him sooth you afterwards with some wild sex."

"You are insane," said Jennifer. "It's not going to happen."

Jennifer was adamant on this, which was why she was astounded to find herself being ushered into the Williamson's bedroom the following Saturday, with Bethany telling her Dad that she, Jennifer, was his birthday present. She was his slave for the next couple of hours.

Al Williamson looked at Jennifer. "What is this all about?" he asked.

Jennifer blushed. "It's your birthday. I made the mistake of wondering what you'd be like in bed, so Bethany thought she'd give you me for a couple of hours."

"I see. And did either of you mention this little stunt to my wife?"

"Bethany talked it over with her and she said OK and she rang my Mum and she said OK, and told me not to worry as you wouldn't damage the goods and somehow or other I found myself agreeing and here I am."

"I really must have a chat with my beloved wife. Sometime soon," Al said. "I'll give you to the count of three to either run away or take off your panties. Hurry up and decide. One!"

Jennifer dithered, not sure which to do, acutely aware of Al counting. Reaching three, Al looked at her.

"When I tell you to do something, I expect it to be done," he snapped. Before Jennifer understood what he was doing, Al had reached out, flicked up her skirt and pulled her panties down. 

"Now hold up your skirt so I can look you over while you step out of those panties" Al snapped at her.

Feeling shocked, Jennifer obeyed, holding her skirt high to reveal her pussy to Al's interested examination.

"Quite nice," drawled Al, "but I prefer pussy to be clean shaven. While you only have a little tuft of hair, you do have a tuft and I want it gone." Indicating a door at the side of the bedroom he told her, "That is the en suite. Go in there and lie on the floor with your skirt held up out the road."

Jennifer hesitated. "What was he going to do she wondered?"

It appeared that one thing that Al was going to do was not tolerate disobedience or hesitation. When Jennifer didn't move towards the bathroom he again reached out, caught her arm and spun her around to face the door. "Now!" he told her. Jennifer squealed in shock when, at the same time, he flicked up the back of her skirt and slapped her bare bottom.

She hastened into the en suite and lay on the floor, wondering just what she'd gotten herself into. 

Al strolled into the bathroom and looked down at the nervous Jennifer. Picking up his electric razor he switched it on and crouched down next to Jennifer. While Jennifer watched indignantly, he ran the trimmer lightly over the shapely little bush she kept, removing it with a few quick strokes. Al then changed the setting to a normal smooth shave.

Jennifer felt the buzz of the razor as it glided over her pubic area, smoothing away any stubble. The vibration was carried deep into her, stirring her up. That insistent little buzz was like throwing lighted matches down amongst crackers, setting of little flashes of heat deep within her.

Al took his time, knowing damned well what that vibrating buzz was doing to the girl, and enjoying the erotic torment he was inflicting. He was confident that a few minutes of this and she'd be both hot and wet, which would simplify further adventures.

- - -

After closing the bedroom door Bethany stayed just outside, trying to hear what was happening. Would her father eject Jennifer or not? She could hear a murmur of voices, but couldn't tell if they were loving, angry or in between. It was frustrating. Then she heard a smacking sound and a yelp. 

She smiled. Things were progressing. Then she scowled, as the doorbell rang. Hurrying to the door, before the bell rang again and disturbed her father, she opened it to find Mr. Anders there. 

"Hullo, Beth," he said, stepping past her before she could stop him. "Is Jennifer here?"

"Ah, Mr. Anders," Bethany was suddenly feeling very flustered. Did he know what was going on or not? Had his wife told him?

"Um, Jenny is researching something right now," she added, flinging a guilty look at the bedroom. "I don't think she wants to be disturbed until she's done."

"Researching something?" asked Mark Anders. "That door you looked at is your parents' bedroom. Just what is she researching there? Now that I think of it, your mother went shopping with my wife. Are you saying my daughter is in your father's bedroom researching something with him?"

Bethany was shattered. What to say? What to do? She stuttered a couple of times and then fell silent, just looking at Mark Anders.

Mark looked at Bethany. "Maybe I'd better go in there and check for myself," he said, his voice as smooth as silk.

"No, wait," said Bethany. "Let me explain."

Mark continued to look at Bethany, expectation plain in his face.

She gulped. How the hell was she supposed to tell a man that you'd arranged to have his daughter bonked by a lecherous older man?

"Um, it's Dad's birthday," she gulped.

Silence upon the part of Mark. A very discouraging sort of silence, in Bethany's opinion.

"For a birthday present I arranged for him to have sex with Jennifer because he's a Dom and I'm pretty sure she's a submissive and she agreed and my Mum knows and said it's OK and her mum knows and says it will be a learning experience for her," she said with a single breath.

"You arranged for my daughter to have sex with your father for a birthday present," stated Mark mildly.

Bethany nodded, not looking at him.

"I see," said Mark. He casually reached over, took Bethany's blouse in both hands and ripped it open with a quick jerk.

"Nice bra, Beth," he observed. "Now take it off.

Bethany stared at him in shock. "What?"

"I said take it off. If your father is in his bedroom screwing my daughter, I am going to be in your bedroom screwing his daughter. Isn't it nice that the two bedrooms are so far apart. We can be nice and noisy without bothering each other."

"You can't do that," Bethany protested. "I haven't agreed to have sex with you. Jennifer agreed." 

"Don't worry. We won't let a little thing like that stop us."

Mark noticed with interest that Bethany's lacy bra had a front clip. Reaching over he flicked it open, smiling as the bra dropped away to reveal two daintily pointed breasts.

"Very nice," he said. "I can't wait to taste them. Now let's move along to your room, shall we."

Taking Bethany's arm, Mark turned her towards the hall leading to her room.

"Stop it, please, Mr. Anders," begged Bethany. "You know you're not really going to have sex with me."

"Beth, sweetheart," purred Mark. "I am going to take you to your room, spank you for your audacious idea, and then have sex with you until your ears fall off."

"I'll scream if you don't let go of me," Bethany warned.

"If you scream your father and Jennifer will come out and there goes your birthday present," Mark reminded her. He ran his free hand roughly across her breasts, feeling her nipples budding under his touch.

"Very nice," he repeated. "I've always suspected that you were a natural submissive, too."

Bethany discovered that while she'd been protesting Mark had managed to walk her down the hallway to her room. Knowing she wouldn't scream, she resignedly opened her door and stepped in, giving silent thanks that she'd cleaned it up yesterday. To be forcibly screwed in the mess her bedroom usually was would have added extra embarrassment to what was already an embarrassing situation.

Mark closed the door and smiled grimly. "You'll find I won't be too harsh," he said. "I'll let you make some decisions for yourself. For a start, while you finish taking off your clothes you can decide how you want the spanking. Over my knee or bent over the bed? With my hand paddling your pretty little tush or would you prefer me to use your hairbrush? 

Bethany paled. "He's serious," she thought. "And what sort of choices are those and what happens if I don't choose?"

"By the way, if you can't choose we'll try all combinations," Mark told her.

Bethany groaned quietly and started taking of the remains of her blouse.

Mark smiled to himself. If the girls had been more experienced they might have realised that both wives would report what was going on to their Doms. Where sex was concerned, the Doms definitely had to be kept in the know. Al had agreed that turn about was fair play as long as the girls were kept happy.

- - -

Back in the en suite, Al told Jennifer to get up. "Go to the bed and lie on it on your stomach," he told her.

Jennifer hastened to obey, worried about possible outcomes if she angered him. She lay on the bed and waited.

Al picked up a bottle of baby oil and strolled over to the bed, admiring the pretty nude lying there. His for the taking. Sitting beside her, he spilled a little oil onto her back. He started massaging it into Jennifer, taking his time and slowly covering her back, working down to her buttocks.

A dribble of oils between the cheeks of Jennifer's bottom, and then the slow sensual massage continued. Reaching her thighs, Al suddenly brought his hand down hard on Jennifer's cheek. She squealed, hearing him tell her that any time he was touching her bottom, he expected her to separate her legs, to allow him easy access.

"I shouldn't have to tell you something as basic as that," he grumbled at her. "If I'm going to use you, you have to anticipate my needs."

Jennifer hastily separated her legs. It had been embarrassing having Al look at her pussy and then shave it, but it was worse now. She felt completely helpless, totally exposed and could do nothing about it.

She felt oil dripping over her labia, then Al's hands were there, rubbing it in, covering her lips, massaging her pubic area, kneading and teasing.

She held herself stiffly at first, to be rewarded with another quick spank and a calm command to relax. "Relax? I should relax while he was running his hands all over my naked body?" She wanted to protest, but didn't quite dare.

Now Al was moving away from her pussy, massaging her legs, working down towards her feet. Reaching her feet, Al gave a gentle slap to her bottom and told Jennifer to roll over. Hastily complying, Jennifer watched as Al poured another small pool of oil between her breasts, and started repeating the massage. 

Jennifer felt her nipples puckering as Al's hands move gently but firmly over then, rubbing in the oil. Another little pool around her belly button, and his hands were moving south, digging deep into her as he anointed her love mound, before continuing down her legs.

The slow massage was intoxicating, building desire with her body and making her long for Al to start taking even greater liberties. Then the massage was over and Al was telling her to sit up.

Standing in front of her, Al smiled. "I'm feeling lazy," he informed her. "I can't be bothered getting undressed. You'll have to undress me."

"Me?" Jennifer squeaked.

"Yes, you," retorted Al. "Haven't you ever undressed a man before?"

Jennifer shook her head. "I've never had to. Any other time I've had sex the boy's clothes seemed to just jump off him, they'd strip so fast."

"Then you can consider this a learning experience," said Al. "Why haven't you started already?"

Moving quickly, Jennifer hastily started undoing Al's shirt. Stripping it off him, she then pulled up his singlet to lift it over his head. She suddenly realised just how much bigger and beefier he was than the boys she normally was with, when she found herself plastered against him trying to lift the singlet high enough.

Finally thinking ahead, Jennifer reached down and took of Al's shoes and socks before trying to pull his trousers down over them. Now she undid his belt, gulped, and slid down his zip. She slid his trousers down over his hips, acutely aware of the bulge in front of his jocks. 

With his trousers down, and realising Al was waiting impatiently, Jennifer took hold of his jocks and started to slide them down, only to find them getting hooked on that bulge. She hesitated, and then dipped one hand inside to press his erection away so that she could strip off the jocks. Her face burning and totally aware of what she'd just touched, Jennifer finished undressing Al, leaving him nude.

Al smiled at Jennifer and then lay on the bed, face down. "Your turn," he told her, indicating the bottle of baby oil.

Jennifer looked at the oil, and then at the man lying on the bed. "I can do this," she told herself. "Of course I can do this. It'll be fun."

Pouring some oil on Al's back she started rubbing it in. All went smoothly at first. Jennifer efficiently oiled Al's back and then had him roll over. Now she started oiling his chest and stomach, working down towards where that was standing tall and waving at her. Just before she reached it, Al spoke.

"You'll find that baby oil doesn't taste very nice, so you might want to leave of oiling me there until after."

After? After what? She asked. "After what?"

"After the blowjob, of course," said Al. "You really won't want the taste of baby oil in your mouth."

Blowjob? She had to give him a blowjob? Jennifer gulped and continued the massage, carefully not touching the blowjob target.

Finally reaching his feet, Jennifer stopped and looked at Al. He smiled and indicated his erection.

"Right," she thought. "I have to give him his blowjob, and I can't wait until he tells me or he'll say I'm not anticipating his needs."

She reached for Al's cock, considering the best way to start. "Did all men's cocks continue to grow bigger as they grew older, or was she just lucky today," she thought nervously. Holding it lightly in one hand, she glanced up at Al with a query.

"If I fail to anticipate or please you, what happens?" she asked.

"It depends on how I feel at the moment," said, Al with a lazy grin. "You might get a spanking, or have to have sex in a difficult position, or anything else that might occur to me. If you're feeling nervous, I can always give you a good spanking now, to cover any future lapses."

"No," Jennifer choked out quickly. "That's all right. I'll just make sure I do the right thing."

She leaned down to take Al's cock into her mouth.

- - -

Bethany moved slowly, taking her time removing her clothes, trying to stall for time but finding it passing too slowly. It didn't take long to remove a few items of clothing, and Bethany found herself wishing for those days when women wore bustles and stays and corsets and needed a dresser to get them undressed. Then she was naked, and turning slowly to face Mark.

Mark smiled appreciatively at Bethany's nude figure. Twirling one finger, he indicated that she should turn around so that he could admire her more fully, his grin broadening at her look of resentment.

Turning slowly and letting that lecher look at her figure infuriated Bethany, but it put off the evil moment when he might actually spank her. He was Uncle Mark, he'd known her all his life. He just wouldn't do this to her. "But daddy is in there bonking Jennifer, and if he'll do that, Uncle Mark will probably take me."

Mark finally asked her, "Have you decided?"

Still stalling, Bethany looked surprised. "Decided what?" she asked.

Mark actually laughed at that one. "Yes, I can imagine you've forgotten already. Choices or I'll assume no choices made."

Bethany groaned. "I'll bend over the bed and you use your hand," she sighed.

Mark waved his hand towards the bed, and Bethany moved slowly over and bent over, hands on the blankets. Mark came to stand beside her and reached down and patted her bottom. "A nice, pert little bottom you have," he told her. "I'm going to enjoy having that bouncing on my lap very shortly." 

His hands ran a bit further down her legs to where his finger just touched the edge of her slit. "You're too tense and your legs are too close together," she was told. "Relax a little and move your legs further apart."




Birthday Present



Grumbling to herself, Bethany moved her legs further apart, her face flaming. "Further" she heard that annoying voice prompt, and resignedly she moved her feet even further apart.

"That's better," came the satisfied observation, and she gasped as Mark's hand now ran down the curve of her bottom and between her thighs to cover her pussy. The realisation that Mark indeed intended to ravish her suddenly became very clear, and she felt an agitated heat stirring deep inside her in anticipation of things to come.

"Now" said Mark. "You've arranged for Jennifer to be ravished by your father." His hand came down with a hard spank to Bethany's bottom, causing her to squeal.

"And you involved my wife in your little plan," he continued, heavy hand descending an eliciting another squeal.

"Did you count on my not finding out?" she was asked, as the next spank and squeal emerged.

Bethany found herself squealing quite steadily now as the spanking advanced, making her bottom glow and smart. She could hear herself, in between squeals, pleading with Mark to stop, that that was enough.

She heard Mark laugh. "If someone threw your daughter to the wolves, would you still think it enough?" he asked, continuing to deliver a good spanking. 

Finally satisfied that the spanking had had the effect he wanted, Mark changed tactics. Now the occasional spank landed firmly along Bethany's pussy, agitating and stinging. Very shortly Bethany was squirming from side to side, her bottom smarting and her pussy tingling, leaving Bethany perversely longing for one to stop and the other to continue.

Finally Mark stepped back, and laughed as Bethany bounced upright, dancing around the room, breasts bouncing, trying to soothe her stinging bottom, totally careless to the way she was showing off her charms.

Watching Bethany jumping around, Mark smiled and started stripping off his clothes. He could see her nipples were stimulated and he knew that her pussy had been nicely prepared. His hand had practically splashed the last couple of spanks on her labia, she was so wet and ready.

Bethany finally noticed that Mark was undressing and she froze, her eyes turning to look at where his weapon was now standing out. She swallowed, feeling a quivering deep inside. She started to back away as Mark moved towards her, only to find the bed behind her knees. Mark reached up, placed one hand on her breasts and pushed, causing her to topple back onto the bed.

Looking up at Mark, Bethany tried to press her legs together, only to have Mark reach down and gently ease them apart. "He's not even using any strength," she thought bitterly. "My thighs only need a hint from him and they're jumping to obey." 

She lay there, looking up at him. "He's never seemed this damn big before," she mused, "and I'll swear his blasted erection is larger than it should be." 

"I'm only nervous because I have no control," she told herself. "Maybe co-operating will make things easier."

She tried to relax to see what would happen next.

- - -

Jennifer slowly took Al's erection into her mouth, closing her lips firmly over it and then moving her head slowly up and down the shaft, sucking gently. Al contemplated her for a while, and then sighed.

He reached down and lifted Jennifer's head up and away. He smiled grimly as she shot him a startled look, and then jerked her forward and over his knee, giving her a couple of quick hard spanks before setting her back down on the floor.

"Why?" asked Jennifer, stunned. Boys had told her she did great blowjobs.

"If you look at my cock," she was informed, "you'll see it has a knob at the end. This is known as the head. It is very sensitive and has a lot of nerve endings both on top of it and around the bottom edges, and any sort of movement against those edges is very pleasurable for the male. You were totally ignoring then and just playing with my shaft. I expect your teeth and tongue to do their part. Now try again."

Jennifer bowed her head over Al's erection. This time, she was determined to get it right. As she engulfed Al, she let her teeth slide gratingly over the head, feeling smug when she heard Al's sudden intake of breath. Now she was using her tongue, tantalising Al, able to tell from his sudden twitches that she was finally on the scoreboard. Suddenly, this was a lot more fun.

Determined to chalk up a few more points Jennifer took it slowly, using teeth and tongue and a gentle suction and movement to tease AL, feeling his already engorged erection straining and swelling even further. She could feel that Al was building up to an explosion and deliberately slackened off for a few moments, letting the tension die a little before continuing. She felt inordinately pleased when Al groaned and laughed, and ruffled her hair.

As Jennifer continued, she came to more easily see the signs telling her to slow and wait, and became better at bringing Al quickly back to that point, continuously teasing but not letting him have any satisfaction.

Eventually Al shouted "Enough," and hoisted her back up to her feet. She stood there, watching his cock standing between them quivering with need. Looking at it stand proud and tall, Jennifer felt the same sort of quiver deep within, and knew that there would be only one way to assuage it. 

"Am I supposed to anticipate what he wants now," Jennifer wondered, "or wait for him to tell me?" She decided waiting patiently was the best idea.

Al looked at Jennifer. "You're a quick study," he told her. "I enjoyed that. I'm now going to enjoy taking you. Lie on the bed, arms and legs outstretched."

Jennifer did as she was told, and watched in surprise as Al opened a drawer and took out some straps. "Is he going to whip me?" she wondered, nervous. She wasn't let wondering long as Al quickly and efficiently used the straps to fasten her to the bed, spread-eagled.

Jennifer pulled at the straps, testing to see if they had any give. They yielded slightly, but not in any meaningful way. She was now utterly helpless, at the mercy of whatever Al decided to do. She looked at him, not finding any consolation in what she considered to be a most evil smile. She gulped and looked away.

- - -

Mark looked at Bethany lying before him, exposed and waiting. 

"After the spanking, I fuck you to your ears fall off," He murmured with a smile. "I hope your ears are nice and tight, because I want this to take a while."

"Now," said Mark, leaning forward. "My assessment is that your pussy is nice and wet and ready. Therefore, I won't have to ease gently into you, will I?"

Bethany felt her stomach lurch at the statement, and a turning over deep within her. She couldn't think of anything to say so just watched, as Mark loomed over her, his erection moving towards her slit. She watched, as Mark leaned lower, his head now resting on her slit. Bethany gulped nervously, prepared to swear that it was still growing larger.

"Condom?" Mark asked, receiving a shake of the head in reply. Then he was sliding between her lips, pushing them roughly out of the way as he plunged full length into her. Bethany gave a small scream of shock and satisfaction as she found Mark making his brutal way into her, not stopping until his balls slammed into her pubes.

Mark paused for a moment, laughing. "It seems I was right," he said. "You were definitely ready." He laughed again as she glared at him. "Time for your lesson to continue, sweetheart," she was told, as Mark began to move firmly and masterfully upon her, driving deep, pulling almost fully out, and then driving deep again.

Bethany struggled to adjust to this brutal pounding, thrusting her hips up to meet the driving thrusts, relaxing to facilitate the withdrawal. On they went, moving in a rhythm always old and always new, helping each other to climb higher.

Bethany was soon breathing hard, giving little gasps as Mark continued to drive her higher and faster. Soon she was pleading, begging him to go even faster, even harder. 

"Oh, god," she wailed, "I can't stand it. I'm going to come." 

Straining, Bethany reached for her climax, only to find Mark missing.

"Wait, what, come back," she wailed, looking at Mark in horror as he stood, looking down at her and breathing hard. "What are you doing?" she shrieked.

"Waiting for you to cool down a little," said Mark. "We don't want you to get carried away too soon, do we?"

"You can't just stop and leave me like this," protested Bethany. "It's not fair."

"I didn't say I was going to leave you," said Mark. "I'm just giving you a chance to cool down. Now why don't you hop up, turn around and bend over again. I'll toss a coin to see if the spanking or the sexing continues."

Bethany stared at Mark horrified, before leaping out of the bend and bending over, legs spread. "Please, Mark. You can't leave me like this."

She seethed as she heard him quietly chuckling.

- - - 

Jennifer watched as Al reached back into his drawer and extracted another item. "What was that?" she wondered.

"I suppose you're wondering what this is," he said holding it up. "It's caused a tickler. It's a type of vibrator that some women find exciting. I've found some additional uses for it."

A vibrator? He was going to use a vibrator on her? Jennifer watched nervously as Al switched on his tickler, and leaned towards her. Puzzled, Jennifer watched as he moved it towards her ribs. Then he pressed to the area at the bottom of her rib cage, and she screamed and tried to jump of the bed in panic, only to find herself restrained by the straps.

Tickler indeed, and she was highly susceptible to tickling. She squirmed, laughing, screaming and pleading, trying to twist away, afraid that she'd wet herself.

After a few long moments, Al desisted, laughing. "I couldn't resist that," he told her. "You've always been ticklish and I wondered how you'd react to something like this. I must admit that it's traditionally used like this." With a sudden movement his hand dipped between her thighs and she found that buzzing nightmare slipping into her pussy, sending waves of excitement through her.

Al leaned forward and started playing with and suckling her breasts. Jennifer squirmed under his touch, conscious of that vibrator buzzing inside her, feeling his mouth gently sucking her nipples while his hands roughly squeezed her breasts.

Jennifer was squealing steadily, tormented by a series of tactile stimulations, sure she was going to climax before she had even had a cock inside her. She was gasping heavily when Al finally reached down and removed his tickler.

She lay there in a sensual daze, looking at Al. He was speaking, but it seemed too hard to listen to what he was saying. She saw him sigh, and then felt herself being tipped slightly to one side. A firm smack on the bottom, she then found, concentrated the mind wonderfully.

"I asked," repeated Al, "if you're on the pill or if I need to wear a condom. If you're not on the pill, or if you want me to, I'll put one on."

"Oh," said Jennifer, struggling to make sense of this. "Ah, I'm on the pill and I think I'd rather feel you in me in preference to a condom."

Al nodded, and Jennifer smiled, and then squealed, as with no further ado Al moved onto her and drove deeply into her.

Jennifer marvelled at the feel of this man filling her. Boys were fine, but they were still boys. This was a man, and a large man at that, and he was totalling filling and dominating her. She gloried in the feeling as she felt his hardness matched against her softness, controlling it, beating out a tune upon it, making sweet music within her.

Al was relishing this. He had a young woman helpless beneath him, totally within his power and responding to him eagerly. He thrust heavily into her defenceless body, demonstrating his mastery over her, while she happily yielded. 

Plunging hard into Jennifer, Al considered his options. Come now with a mutual orgasm, or stop short and continue teasing before taking a future orgasm. He sighed. She was young and relatively untried. Better for her to come now, so that she remembered this experience with pleasure.

Jennifer felt a sudden change in Al. No longer taking her slowly but thoroughly, he was now driving her harder and faster. She could feel tensions building within her and was gasping and pleading, talking but not knowing what she was saying as her climax closed upon her. She screamed, trying to tighten herself around that staff within her, frantic to hang onto it. She felt a hot wet flush spilling inside her, and she found herself screaming again, but being silenced by a mouth covering hers, swallowing her cries.

Jennifer lay there afterwards, unable to move. One reason being the feeling of lethargy that swept over her, the other being the ties that bind.

"Ah, Al," she murmured, "could you untie me, please."

Al laughed. He reached down and played with a nipple. "But I think I might want to keep you here for a few days," he told her. She squirmed, and was relieved when he reached over and started releasing the bonds.

"Why don't you have a quick shower," Al suggested. "You can tell Bethany that it was a magnificent birthday present. You can also take time to consider what you're going to give me for my birthday," he added innocently.

Jennifer headed into the shower. "What did that last comment mean?" she wondered. "Was he hinting he wants me again?" She was intrigued by the notion. She's learnt a few things today. What else might he be willing to teach her.

- - -

Bethany leant over the bed, trembling. She felt Mark run his hand over her bottom, and tensed. No smack came. Instead she felt him moving up behind her and once again he was pushing into her. She gave a sigh of relief, already pushing her hips to meet him.

Once he was firmly inside Bethany, Mark placed his hands on her hips and lifted. Bethany gave a little shriek as she found herself held in the air, supported by Mark's hand and erection. She felt Mark turning around and sitting, and then found that Mark was lying on the bed while she straddled him.

"Now, Bethany, it is time for you to do some work," Mark told her. "First of all you will rotate until you are facing me. If you accidently come off I will have to smack you, so turn carefully."

Bethany swallowed, and then began carefully turning around, making sure that Mark's erection didn't slip free. She'd used the expression 'sit on this and rotate' before, but had never really visualised what it meant.

She gave a small sigh of relief when she was again straddling Mark this time facing him.

Mark grinned up at her. "Well done," he said. Now lean forward until you're lying on me. Then you can start twitching that pert little bottom of yours, and see how long to takes you to come. Just remember that if you make me come too soon, you miss out."

Bethany stared at him. Then she leant slowly forward, feeling his cock drag against her as she moved. She paused, feeling him slide back in that little bit, and nodded, pleased with herself. 

Mark watched as Bethany leaned over and brushed her hanging breasts against his chest. She seemed interested in the way her nipples seemed to elongate as they brushed against his body hair, swaying her breasts from side to side, tantalising both of them. Then he felt her lift her bottom up and away from him, before sliding back down.

Bethany twitched her hips up and away, feeling Mark moving within her. She pressed down, feeling herself being filled again. It didn't take long before Bethany was bouncing happily upon Mark, loving the feel of his cock moving in and out of her.

Mark was almost laughing at the joy she was showing at having sex. Looking past her he could see her in the dressing table mirror, her pretty bottom bouncing up and down, sliding gleefully on his shaft.

Bethany had been too close to a climax before for this session to last long. Almost as soon as Mark had entered her she had started to swiftly travel back to the point where he had deserted her. Coming quickly to that point, Bethany had a panicked feeling that Mark might again decide to stop and rest. Not a second time she decided, bouncing ever harder. She protested vigorously when she felt Mark suddenly tip her to one side, to no avail.

"Time up," thought Mark. Twisting sideways, he brought Bethany around and under him again, ignoring her protests. Now he was the one driving the bus, and he slammed on the accelerator. He pounded away, driving vigorously forward until he felt Bethany reach the end of the line and, not stopping, he drove them both past it into oblivion.

- - -

Dancing out of Al's bedroom, Jennifer went looking for Bethany.

"Beth," she called, heading towards her bedroom. "Where are you?"

"I'm in the shower," called Bethany. "I'll be out in a moment."

"OK. I'll wait in your room. I have things I want to discuss with you."

"There's a surprise," muttered Bethany. "Wait til you hear the things I want to discuss with you."



Birthday Present



Well this all happened two weekends ago. My boyfriend Jake's father was turning 45. Seeing his wife left him a couple of years back and not dating at the moment. We decided to take him out for dinner and maybe some drinks.

Jake still lives with his father even though he's 23. Seeing its a huge house and they both run a landscaping business together it works for both of them. So there they were about 5:30 pulling into my driveway with Jake's truck. Not the work truck but his new Dodge. Even though it was winter in the North-east and fairly cold I decided to wear my black skirt with a light white top. 

Throwing on my long coat I went outside where William was waiting with the door open so he could help me get in between them. Sliding over to Jake I gave him a hello kiss to which he said "Don't forget the birthday dad," he said smiling. I turned to his dad grabbed his head and planted a big kiss on his lips. 

"Happy Birthday!" I said smiling. 

Off we drove off. There I was sitting beside 2 big men. Jake looked like a younger version of his father. Bill had his arm hanging on the seat behind my head. His arm kept slipping down and landing on the back of my neck. After saying sorry for the third time. 

"If your gonna keep doing that you might as well leave it there and give me a massage," I said laughing. "I would give you a good one but your coat is in the way," replied Bill with a sly grin. 

"No problem," I said unzipping my coat an pulling it off my shoulders. 

"There," I said, " Work your magic!"

It felt a little strange at first have his father massaging my neck but after a few minutes of his strong hands working my muscles it started to feel good. Way to good. I closed my eyes lowered my chin to my chest and let my body go limp. I have to admit it my body started to react to his attention. I could feel my nipples hardening under my blouse and a little moisture between my thighs. I'm sure they both heard a couple of unintentional moans. Even though it was a 40 minute ride I, opened my eyes and realized we arrived. Entering the restaurant Bill excused himself to the rest-room. 

"I see you really liked my fathers massage, your nipples are still hard," said Jake leaning in to me. 

"He has very strong hands," I replied trying really hard to hide the fact that I was blushing. 

"Maybe you should return the favour on the way home," added Jake cheekily.

"Can't really reach back there he's to tall," I shot back nervously. 

"That's not the area that I think he would like massaged" he said smiling and leaving me completely speechless. 

"THAT'S YOUR FATHER your asking me to jerk off!" I said finally getting over the shock. 

"But its his birthday and it's OK with me," Jake said. 

With that I said "we'll see but you better get me some drinks," Bill returned and we went to the bar before are table was ready.

Our table was ready in about 20 minutes and with my second margarita in hand we sat down. Now it was my turn to excuse myself to the powder room. Once in there I looked at myself in the mirror to try to figure out my next move. Never have I ever thought of doing something like that with an older man never mind my BF father with him next to me. His massage was great and I started wondering if the son got his cock from his father. I thought if I tried something he would probably stop me. With that in mind I headed back to the table but not before releasing one more button on my blouse.

Both men were gentlemen and stood on my return and Jake gave me an little wink noticing my opened blouse. He also said he ordered me and his father another drink. So we got down to the business of ordering our meals. Everything sounded so good that none of us could really decide. So we all chose a dish that we liked and we were all gonna share. Couldn't help catch Bill glancing down my blouse a few times. While waiting for our food to arrive we just made small talk about life, weather and my school. Telling them I'm almost done getting my business degree. 

"Ya know Jake," Bill said "business is good and we were planning on hiring someone to work the office and do the scheduling and the books. Maybe Hannah could come work for us. She would sure pretty up the office,"

The drinks had clearly had an effect on me when I said "Sure that would be great and I'm sure I would have to take care of my bosses,"

"No but that would be a big perk for you," Bill said laughing. 

Thank god the food arrived and it all looked? fantastic. We all dug in and shared each others meals. Picking off others plates an being fed by two handsome men was very arousing. Between the drinks and all the flirting got me thinking about Jake's request, I thought to my self that I might as well give it a shot. Finishing our meal Jake paid up while Bill went to get our coats. This time I didn't zip it up.

Stepping outside we were all surprised to see it was snowing heavily and there was a inch or more on the ground. Jake went to get the truck while we waited at the doorway. Feeling a little buzzed I held onto Bill's arm to steady myself. When Jake pulled up " Damn now my feet are gonna get all wet and cold," I said shivering to emphasize my point. With that Bill swooped me up in his arms and carried me to the truck. He opened the door with one hand while still holding me sliding me onto the seat. Doing this made my skirt rode 3/4 up my thighs. I didn't try to straighten out I just closed my coat. Bill got in an off we went.

Little ways down the road I let my hand drop on Bills thigh. Patting it I turn to Jake and said what a sweet man his father was for carrying me to the truck. He and Bill just laughed a little. I left my hand on his leg and soon my fingers were starting to massage him. That's when I thought the fun was over because he placed his hand on mine and stopped me. But to my surprise he just did that so he could unzip his jacket. He then took my hand and placed it a little higher on his leg and used his hand on mine to start massaging him. He stopped but my fingers kept on going moving up ever so slowly up his body. Reaching the front of his pants I could feel that I was doing a good job. I could feel his hand slowly undo his belt and unzip his pants. That made it easy to slip my hand into his briefs to find I wasn't going be disappointed by the big package inside. 

Just then I felt Jake's hand on my bare leg "told you Dad, my Hannah is one hot woman," said Jake proudly. 

"DAMN right she is didn't think she would do it!" He laughed back.

"Now keep your eyes on the road don't want to land in a ditch," He commanded Jake. 

I should of been mad for being set-up like but now I was horny as hell so I didn't give a flying fuck. I turned my body to him so I could get both hands around his hard cock. As I stroked him he lowered the back of his seat and pulled me closer too him grabbing my head so we could kiss. Our lips connected and out came our tongues to explore each others mouth. His hand then slipped into my blouse to play with my hard nipples. His cock was so hard I thought he was gonna explode right there. I started to slow down but he told me to keep going. When he lowered his mouth to my breast I couldn't help but let out a loud moan. 

"Suck my cock Hannah!" he whispered in my ear seductively " I want to feel your mouth around my cock" he ordered me and I wanted to obey is orders so badly.

Lowering my mouth I slowly stuck out my tongue to lick his swollen head. His cock was just as long as his son but a little thicker. Cupping his balls with my hands I opened my mouth and started sucking. That got an instant moan of pleasure. I could feel his hand working its way up my thighs so I spread them open so he could get to my pussy. His eyes opened wide when he got there to find it bare and bald. Running his finger over my clit made me quiver and go deeper down on his cock. Spreading my lips he inserted his finger deep inside. 

"You like that baby don't you," he asked. 

All I could do was shake my head yes. With that he pulled it out. Grabbing my hand from his balls and bringing it to my pussy. 

"Make yourself cum for me Hannah" he said looking me right in the eye. 

With that he placed both of his hands on my head and started guiding it farther down his cock. 

"Cum for me Hannah!" he asked again. 

My thumb rubbed over my clit as I inserted 2 fingers in my pussy. I knew it wouldn't be long before I had my first orgasm as I quickly finger fucked myself. Bill was fucking my mouth faster and faster and his frantic pace made it obvious that he wasn't going to last long either. That's when I could feel it building up inside me, my finger fucking myself faster and faster until the pleasure of my orgasm arrived burying my mouth deep down his cock. 

"Fuck baby I'm gonna cum take it all for me!!" he shouted. 

With that he unloaded his seed down my throat. Holding my head down making me take it all, load after load of hot thick cum. 

All was quite for a bit until Jake spoke up "Hannah you were fantastic,"

"Thanks," I said as I gave his cock one more kiss before I zipped him up.

Straightening myself up I was surprised to see that we have missed the exit to my place. 

"Where are we going?" I asked to which Jake said "Your gonna spend the night at our house," accompanied with one of his mischievous smiles. 

"WHAT?" I said in shock but in reality I knew this was coming. Jake just simply laughed at my astonishment.

Within a couple of minutes we arrived at there house. Once again Bill carried me while Jake pulled the truck in the garage. Once inside Bill took our coats and shoes. 

"DAMN! your pretty," he exclaimed looking at my now exposed breasts. 

"Thanks, your not bad either," I said winking at him.

Jake came in and Bill excused himself. Jake took me over to the couch so we could sit. He turned on the TV so he could check the weather. Pulling me close he gave me a big kiss. 

"Thanks for doing that for my father," he said to me the gratitude was evident in his voice. 

"My pleasure," I said. 

"Now, I think it's time to take care of your boyfriend," as he gently began to guide my head down his body. 

"Take your pants off!" I said impatiently. 

To which he stood up and exposed his hard cock for me. Pushing him back down I crawled between his legs so I could taste him. I could taste his precum as my tongue circled his head. He reached over my shoulders and pulled my shirt off so his fingers could pinch my hard nipples. "Damn boy! is that anyway to treat our house guest," Bill said as he entered the room. 

"We got a big bed upstairs and your making her suck you off on her knees on the floor," he said sternly. 

"Take her to the bed and get comfortable," said Bill once again the authority he held over Jake was evident. 

"Hannah you think I could join you two," Bill asked completely surprising me for the second time in one night. 

Took me all of two seconds before I grabbed there hands and let them lead me to the bed. Damn the bedroom was huge with the biggest bed I have ever seen. Big flat screen TV and a big mirror dresser. The door was open and I could see a full bath.

Removing the rest of our clothes we climbed on the bed. Jake laid down with his head resting on the headboard. I started to get between his legs when I felt Bills hands grab my hips and flip me over and drag me to the edge of the bed spreading my legs wide. I could see his head lowering down and soon felt his tongue circling my clit. 

"Lick me!" I begged to which I could feel his fingers parting my lips and his tongue diving into my pussy. COME here Jake let me taste your cock. Jake moved to my side and started feeding me his cock. The feeling was incredible. Bill was fucking fantastic!! Alternating between his tongue and fingers in my pussy bringing me almost there then slowing down. When he knew I couldn't take anymore he grabbed my hips and buried his tongue deep in my pussy. I screamed so loud Jake's cock popped right out of my mouth. My body was still trembling when Bill turned me over and positioned me on my hands and knees. "I'm gonna fuck you now Hannah, do you want my cock baby," growled Bill. 

"YES!" I replied. 

"While you suck my sons cock and I will pump my seeds deep in to your womb baby," said Bill barely hiding his excitement.

I crawled between Jake's legs and took his cock in my mouth. I could feel Bills cock parting my pussy lips and with one thrust he buried it deep inside me. 

"FUCK your pussy is so tight!" he said. 

With that he started fucking me with long slow strokes. I was taking Jake's cock deeper in my mouth with every stroke of his father. His cock was picking up the pace and I could feel it growing bigger than it was. His hand reached around to play with my clit. Bill soon began increasing the speed of the strokes. His thick cock pistoning in and out of my pussy at rapid pace, I met each of thrust my thrusting my cunt back up against his thick pole. I don't how long Bill was fucking me, it felt almost like an eternity when it probably wasn't, but I knew it would be over soon as Bill's thrusts became more frantic and animalistic. 

"OH GOD! THAT FEELS SO GOOD!", I screamed out as I came once again. 

"I'm gonna cum baby!" declared Bill as I felt the first of many loads shooting into my belly. Just then Jake grabbed my head and unloaded in my mouth. We all just laid there for a few minutes before we started to move.

Bill got up and looked out the window "DAMN!" he said "Jake looks like you got some ploughing to do my boy,"

"Why me?" asked Jake. 

"Cuz I'm the boss and its my birthday plus you were the designated driver tonight," said Bill once again showing his power of Jake, just seeing him be so dominant got me excited all over again even after being fucked senseless. "Don't worry Hannah and I will be fine," he said mockingly to his son. Jake was pissed but he did what his father wanted. 

"Kids!"He laughed.

As we heard the truck drive away. Bill told me that the bathroom was mine if I wanted to shower and freshen up a bit. Giving him a kiss I said I would be back soon. The bath was gorgeous. The cabinet contained everything a women would need after a good fuck, clearly Bill had many house guests. I didn't want him to be alone a long time so I took a quick shower and dried my hair. While I was brushing my hair I thought I heard the sound of porn from the bedroom. 

"Hell! he can't still be up for more can he?" I wondered to myself.

Leaving the bath with just a towel around my body I could see Bill watching TV slowly stroking his semi hard cock. I froze when I looked to see what he was watching. On the big screen was me being fucked by Bill. He quickly turned it off. 

"SORRY, your just so hot I had to record it," he said apologetically. I knew I should have been pissed but then again I fucking enjoyed and the recording looked like movie quality. 

"Lets watch together then you can delete it," I said jumping on the bed next to him. He said he'll delete this one if he could make one of just us. He didn't want to share me with his son, he wanted to own me. I had no objections as long as he kept the video for him self, I asked him to promise me that he wouldn't show it to anyone else.

"PROMISE," he said.

With that he showed me the three cameras he had set-up in the room. 

"I can even do split screen with all three," he replied. 

He turned on the cameras and there we were on TV. There we were laying next to each-other. Bill slowly reached out with his hand and placed it on my bare pussy. Running his fingers over my lips running them over my slit. I could feel my body getting hot as I ran my hands over his chest working my way down. He turned to me so he could kiss and suck my nipples. I was surprised to see how hard his cock has gotten again.

"Mmmmm your lips are getting me so hot. Stick a finger in me," I cooed seductively. With that he positioned me on all fours but this time he got on his back and pulled my body over his face. "But what am I gonna do?" I asked. 

"Cum for the camera Hannah cum for it," he told me with a wink. 

With that he ran his tongue up and down my slit rolling his lips around my clit. He had his arms around my ass pulling me closer as I tried to pull away. Then I could feel his tongue leave my pussy and start licking my butt. Something Jake would never do. Sensing I enjoyed that he stuck it deep inside. That was it my body had the best orgasm I've ever had, my third orgasm of the night. Trying to get away he held me tighter.

That's when I heard a vibrating sound and the feeling of it entering my pussy. It wasn't big but it drove me over again. Begging him to stop I screamed "FUCK ME! FUCK ME!". With that he pulled it out of my pussy but now he held it tight at my butt. His tongue lapping my clit as he inserted the toy in my ass. This time I broke free.

"Please fuck me Bill!" I begged, I was so damn fucking horny again. 

Oh yes its time for a fucking, looks like sluts all horny and ready!" he said. 

"Does my little slut want daddy to fill her womb again?" he said knowing full well that I wanted his cock. 

"Yes daddy! Please fuck me! Fuck me daddy!" I pleaded once again. He got me get on all fours and slid his cock right in. He didn't start slow this time but was hard and fast from the get go. 

"Look at the camera Hannah show it how good it feels how your tight bald pussy takes my big hard cock. Fuucckkk immmm gonna cum!" he grunted. 

"YESS DADDY! GIVE IT TO ME! GIVE ME YOUR CUM DADDY! Cum on my face, mark me as your bitch!" I screamed, I had never let Jake cum on my face but here I was desperately wanting his father to cum all over me to mark me as his. Bill stood up and began stroking cock faster and faster as I waited desperately for his cum.

"Oh fuck" he said as I felt a thick wad of cum land on my forehead. "That's it Bill give me more, give more," I egged him on. With that the floodgates opened as Bill unloaded thick ropes of cum all over my face, I was completely drenched in cum. I grabbed Bill's cock and took in to my mouth wanted every damn drop of his cum. I don't what happened but it was if I was possessed by some cum demon. 

"How was that do you think that's going to look good on camera," I asked looking up at Bill wiping the cum of my eyelids. 

"Hannah its going to look amazing, now we should probably clean up before Jake gets here," he laughed as we made out way to the bathroom together.

"So do you wanna come and work for me then?" 

"Yes I do daddy! Especially if I keep getting bonuses like tonight every now and then" I replied with a wink. 

"Looks like I found a new employee," said Bill smiling mischievously at me.



Birthday Present



10-17-14

She'd always been the brave and brash one. The forward one. Always flirting, always smiling and saucy. You couldn't remember how many times she had plopped herself in your lap. One arm around your shoulders while her other hand squeezed your tit and planting a quick kiss on your lips before jumping up laughing and running away.

Many times you had harbored naughty little thoughts and fantasies in your mind about her. Hoping secretly that one of these times she would settle her bottom in your lap and stay rather than running off. But the two of you had been friends for so long it would have been awkward. Even if you both seemed to want it so badly...

But now tonight, you might have your chance.

If you played your cards right.

If Master was in a giving mood. Sometimes you just never knew with him. He was just as likely to let you play as he was to make you sit and watch and wiggle in frustration. You just hoped and prayed that he would be happy enough to at least let you play afterward. Waiting until tomorrow would have been sweet and exquisite torture. Which he well knew and was quite aware of.

And more than capable of doing.

That thought made you shiver a little behind the wheel of your little Volkswagen. It was difficult to keep your mind focused on the traffic and the road while all of these thoughts were whirling around in your head.

And for once in the years since you had been friends, Sandra had very little to say as she sat huddled in the passenger seat, her eyes barely focused as she stared out the windshield. The bravado seemed to have faded away just a little, hidden behind a wall of apprehension and a hint of anticipation.

As your best friend, you had told her about him. The first time was the week after you both turned nineteen. She didn't fully understand your relationship, especially with such an obviously older man. But she knew that he made you happy and that was good enough for her. It also made her more than a little curious, asking many questions about the time you had spent with him, hanging on every word. You could tell that the tales of your time with Master got her hot. She had played around with BDSM lightly with some of her boyfriends, but she had never spent any time with an actual Dominant.

Not like you had, anyway.

Hell, she hadn't ever really spent time with a real man either. Though she'd played and teased and come close, Sandra had yet to "go all the way" with anyone.

Tonight, if everything went well, it would be her first time. For many things.

Tonight was Masters birthday. And as a present you were giving him your best friend.

It had taken quite a bit of talking on your part. For both of them. He just wanted you. And Sandra wanted no part of it at all. Not at first, anyway. But you knew her well and could see her mind considering it, even as her head was shaking side to side and her mouth saying "No way!"

As a matter of fact, she kept on refusing right up until that afternoon. You were a little sad that you hadn't managed to get him something special for his birthday, even though he claimed that he wanted nothing more than his kitten in his arms. While you were packing your bag to go spend the weekend with him, there was a timid knock on your door and there she was. Eyes on the floor and a little frightened looking, but offering to go with you.

That made you change your plans in a hurry. Master had told you how he wanted you dressed and what to bring. You already had the things he requested in your bag and now you had to hurry or you were going to be late. And you didn't even want to think about how Master would punish you if you showed up late for his birthday. Even if you were bringing him such a nice present...

"Oh my god.... Okay, hurry up and get your clothes off..... put this on.... and this... No! All of them, dammit! Your panties too. Everything." You started rummaging through your drawers looking for something for her to wear. And your spare collar, too. The old one you had bought from the pet store ages ago. Where's the leash??? Oh shit.... Stuffing her clothes alongside yours in the bag, filling it to overflowing. Finally diving into the closet to grab your other long winter coat and draping it around her shoulders, you stop and look at her and smile.

"You look mad hot, girl. He is going to be very happy. Thank you. I love you." With a hand on her chin you lean in and kiss her quickly, then grab her hand and drag her out the door behind you.

Her grip on your hand was tight, squeezing your fingers as you walked down the hallway. You glanced at your watch and saw that you had a couple of minutes to spare. Turning to her, you put your arm around her waist for a hug, laying her head on your shoulder. You could feel her trembling.

"I was nervous too, the first time I met him. Don't be scared, Sandra. Master is a wonderful gentle man. He won't hurt you, I promise." You look down into her eyes. "Are you okay?" She just nodded. Leaning in, you kiss her again and whisper into her ear "I'll be right there the whole time." She squeezes your fingers again and takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly.

As usual, Master left the door open a crack waiting for you. And as usual after your soft knock you hear his voice say "Come in, pet girl."

"What is this, kitten? Or rather who is this?" You smile as you slip the coat from your shoulders and turn to take hers, leaving them on a chair by the door along with your bag.

"This is Sandra, Master. She is for you." Your eyes go to the floor and then up to gaze into his. "Happy birthday, my Master."

There is a thoughtful look in his eyes and a faint smile on his lips as he looks the both of you up and down appreciatively. As per his instructions, you are dressed in a tight t-shirt, a pair of loose warm flannel pajama pants and your sneakers. It's obvious that you aren't wearing a bra, although the fact that you aren't wearing panties either isn't quite so noticeable. It's also quite obvious that it's either really cold outside or you are pretty excited. Or possibly both. Fortunately you had plenty of clean clothes at home so you could dress your friend the same as you. Glancing over, you can see that her little nipples are hard as well.

"Such a thoughtful girl. Thank you, kitten. I am indeed blessed to have such a sweet giving pet girl." He smiles again. "And what a wonderful birthday present."

At a gesture from him, you take her hand in yours and you both kneel down at his feet, eyes on the floor. You can feel her trembling and your fingers squeeze hers. She squeezes back twice. It's your not-so-secret code for "I'm nervous, but I'm okay."

"Really, pet girl. This is quite... unexpected. You had hinted about getting me something special but I had no idea."

It's hard to keep the smile off of your face as you can see how pleased he is with you.

"She's the one I told you about, Master. The one I had the bet with."

"Do you mean.....?"

"Yes. She's a virgin, Master. Mmmpfh.." You flinch as she pinches the palm of your hand viciously. Looking over you can see her face is bright red as she shoots you the "You weren't supposed to tell!" look. Knowing her, she was going to try to pretend she was just as experienced as you were and bullshit her way through it.

"Really. Hmmm... This could be interesting. Maybe you and I can expand her horizons some tonight, kitten." He rubbed his hands together slowly.

"Well! If you can manage to pry your hand loose, why don't you go get ready and show our little guest how my kitten presents herself for her Master." She looks at you in a bit of alarm and you squeeze her fingers. "I'll be right back. Promise." you whisper.

"Of course, my Master."

As you release her hand and rise to walk towards the bathroom you hear him say "Give me your hand, dear. I won't bite." Tentatively she puts her hand in his and he strokes her soft hand with his thumb and smiles. You grab your overnight bag and leave the door open as you get ready so you can listen.

"You are very pretty, Sandra."

"Thank you, Master." she mumbles.

"I am not your Master, girl. I am hers. You may call me Sir."

"Yes, Sir."

"Good girl."

You find that your hands are shaking with excitement as you skin the thin t-shirt over your head and push the flannel pants to the floor. You'd like to just leave them in a heap but you know that he would be displeased if you made a mess so you take a deep breath and fold each piece neatly and put them in a stack on the side of the sink. Your nipples are hard and aching and you can feel your thighs twitch as you start setting things out on the sink.

The collar and leash you brought for her go off to one side. Your collar and leash right next to them. Then your long furry brown tail with it's attached plug and your headband with the furry kitten ears. The bottle of lube. Pushing down the drain plug in the sink, you run the bowl full of warm water, setting the lube afloat in it and draping the plug of your tail in the water, careful not to get the fur wet. It always feels so much better when it's already warm when you slip it in your bottom.

Then the last thing. It was your own idea, after some experimentation. A disposable enema bottle about a quarter full of mineral oil. You discovered that it cleans you out beforehand to keep your tail from getting messy and the mineral oil helps lube you up from the inside, making having your tail in more comfortable. Carefully filling the rest of the bottle with warm water, you lube up the tip before you kneel down on the bathroom floor and reach between your ass cheeks.

A few moments later they hear the toilet flush and a soft "Yip" right before you come out of the bathroom. Master smiles as he sees you. On all fours with your leash between your teeth, your ears perched on your head, collar around your neck and your long tail dragging the ground behind you. Sandra's eyes go a little wide. Smiling around the leather handle between your lips you show off a little, back arching and your behind waggling sinuously, doing what Master refers to as your "Sexy kitten strut."

Crawling up to him, you walk your hands up his leg, your knees straddling one of his feet and with just a twinge of jealousy, you wrap your arms around his leg possessively and place the handle of your leash in his hand with your mouth before laying your head on his warm thigh.

"My Master." you murmur. His fingers twine in your hair with the loop of your leash wrapped around his thumb. "My kitten." he replies.

Still holding his other hand, your friend looks like she is in a bit of shock. Eyes wide and mouth open as she stares at you in disbelief. Reaching over, you place your hand over hers, making a little sandwich with Masters hand underneath. The errant thought of making a sandwich out of your best friend makes goose bumps quickly rise all over your body. A wicked little smile plays quickly over your lips. She sees that smile and blushes a cute shade of pink.

"Since you are such good friends I am assuming you have seen my pet girl naked before, Sandra." She starts a little and glances up at him, then back at you.

"Y-yes, Sir. Lots of times."

"Have you seen her as I have? Like this, dressed as my pet girl?"

"N-no, Sir."

"Do you think my kitten is beautiful?"

"I think so, Sir." He chuckles in that warm way he has which always makes you feel good inside.

"I agree with you, dear. I think she is devastatingly beautiful. She makes my heart ache each and every time I see her." Now it's your turn to blush. You want to hide your face in his thigh. His large warm hand wriggles out from the bottom of the pile and pats the two hands still engaged on his knee. He reaches down and cups the little blonds chin, tipping her face up.

"And you, my dear. You are also quite exquisite." His thumb strokes her still blushing cheek softly. "Would it hurt your feelings if I said you were almost as beautiful as her in my eyes?" That caused a small giggle and a smile to play across her lips.

"No, Sir. That doesn't hurt my feelings." Without preamble or warning, he leaned down and kissed her. Once, just quickly. Then again, taking his time with it. You knew how well Master kissed and it seemed as if Sandra was enjoying it. Her hand squeezed yours and you squeezed back, fighting another twinge of jealousy. Even if it was your idea it bothered you some to be sharing his attentions.

About the time you felt the somewhat foolish need to clear your throat, his hand went from your hair down to the back of your neck right over your collar. Two fingers stroked that spot.... his favorite spot. Right between the top of your collar and your hairline. The spot where he said one day he would have his mark permanently tattooed on the day you moved in with him.

"And of course a kiss for the sweetest kitten in the world." You weren't sure how he had kissed your friend, but this kiss for you was hard and insistent, his lips devouring yours, conveying the desire to push you back and take you right there on the floor while she watched. A warm flush spread from your insides. Your large brown nipples hardened into points and you felt yourself grow even wetter between your spread thighs.

If your Master wanted you right now, you were more than ready and willing.

"So, my dear." He said, pulling away from your lips. "Has kitten told you much of what we do when we are together?"

"Ummm... some, Sir. Not a whole lot of ... details... but some."

"Obviously she told you enough to pique your interest."

"Y-yes, Sir."

"Hmmmm....." He looked at her for a long moment. "Well, you have seen how my kitten gets ready when she comes. She strips naked and puts on her collar and leash. My collar, actually. I made this one just for her. It shows that I own her. After that she puts on those cute little kitty ears. Then..." A smile appeared on his face. That half grin with a cruel twist in one corner that he makes when he is thinking evil thoughts.

You did so love that grin.

"Then she bends over, lubes up her tight little butt and puts the plug of her tail in her ass. The tail I made just for her. It always gets my kitten so excited having that plug in her sweet little bottom. I do love what it does to the way she moves. Makes my kitten so very sexy..." The deep purr of contentment and pride and desire in his voice makes you flush again. There's a delicious ache in your pussy that demands to be paid attention to. And you really hope that your best friend is going to help you fill that need.

"There is a rule that we established the first night she came to me here. Kitten is not allowed on the bed or any furniture until she has come the first time." Sandra's eyes went wide. "Sometimes I like to take care of that myself, either with my fingers or my tongue. But some nights.... Some nights I like to watch. I have my kitten play with her pussy and show me how badly she wants into my bed. Kitten looks so sweet when she comes..." His eyes dart to hers.

"Would you like to watch my kitten come, Sandra?"

"Mmmmm... yes.... umm!" She looks a little startled those words came out of her mouth so easily. Her cheeks bloom a bright red blush. That exclamation gave wings to your secret little fantasies about your friend. Whether or not it would make things awkward between you after didn't seem to matter any more. Masters deep chuckle intimated he understood what had just happened perfectly.

A snap of his fingers got your attention. He pointed to a spot on the floor about three feet in front of him. He pointed down twice then held up two fingers. Well trained after all of these months, you knew what he meant, even if you were unsure what he was going to do.

That's the way Master liked to do things.

While you were arranging yourself in the spot, Master took Sandra by the hand and pulled her into his lap, her legs on either side of his knees and her back pressed into his chest. "The same rules apply to you, but since you are a guest, I can make an allowance just this once, I think." His arms went around her slim waist and pulled her close, his lips right next to her ear.

Even though your best friend was sitting in the lap of a 50 year old man she had only met half an hour ago, she only had eyes for you. Her blue eyes took in every inch of your body as you knelt on the floor with your thighs spread and your hands behind your neck. That position always made your breasts lift and jut out, bringing them more definition. And Master had instilled a desire to have your back straight, bringing them out even more.

"Do you want to come for me, Kitten?" Of course you did. You always did. Tonight especially. You could almost feel the dampness dripping down your thighs.

"Mmmm.... yes, Master. Always and only for you."

"Do you want her to pinch her nipples, dear?" he whispered in Sandra's ear. Without a thought, she nodded and you could definitely see her nipples were hard and wanting as well. Her hands played up and down his arms as he held her.

"Play with your sweet titties, kitten. Get your nipples nice and hard. Show us both how much you want to play tonight."

"Yes, Master. Mmmm..." You cup both breasts in your hands, fingers closing on your hard little nubs to pinch them lightly. A shiver ran through your body.

"Don't stop, girl. Tell Master what you want."

"Mmmm... aaahhh.... I want you, Sir. I.... aaahhh.... I want you both." He smiled.

"Where do you want me, kitten?"

"In... mmmm.... in my mouth, Master." Your fingers pinched a little harder, making that ache run up and down your spine.

"And where else?"

"Mmmm... aaahhh.... in my pussy, Master." You could see Sandra's little ass moving slightly against his crotch. Undoubtedly he was hard and pressing against her backside.

"And?" This was a conversation you'd had often. You knew just what he wanted you to say.

But even then it did not diminish the impact of your own words on yourself.

"In my ass, Master. Please......" Just saying that made your little sphincter clamp down on the narrow part of the plug inside you. Although he could bring you to orgasm more quickly when he was in your pussy, there was something... Something about the way he took you when he was in your ass. Somehow that way he really owned you. It left absolutely no doubt in your mind who your Master was.

If there ever was any doubt to begin with.

"Mmmmm..." He purred. "Such a good girl. Hands down, kitten. Slowly. Close as you can but do not touch." Obediently your hands slid down over your belly then onto your mound and it's little trimmed patch of hair to settle on the insides of your thighs. They are indeed damp with your juices.

"Please, Master." The moan comes softly from your lips. "I want to touch. I want to come for you."

"Do you really, Kitten?"

"Mmmm... yes, Master. Please..." One of his hands was running slowly down Sandra's pajama-clad thigh and his other was across her lower ribs, just below those pert little tits of hers.

"And what about this delightful little morsel, love? Do you want to come for her, too?" Your nod is enthusiastic and wanton.

"Yes, Sir. I want her to see me come for you." He places his lips next to the little blonds ear and whispers.

"Take off your shirt, love." 

Nodding slowly, Sandra grabs the hem of that tight t-shirt and lifts it over her head and tosses it to the floor. Her firm little tits with her hard nipples exposed to your view once again. The long-abandoned hope that you might get a chance to play with them resurfaces. At the same time the pet-related OCD behavior that Master has trained into your mind reminds you to pick that shirt up and fold it correctly before he notices.

"So pretty..." He murmurs. "Should I let my kitten come, birthday present?" His hands come up to cup her breasts and hers come up to cover his. She glances over her shoulder as he fondles her warm flesh.




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"Yes, Sir. Please let her come." He chuckles happily and kisses her cheek.

"What a sweet girl you are. And what a good friend." His eyes return to you. "Are you wet, my love?" Your nod is instantaneous.

"Oh yes, Master. I am quite wet." He chuckles again.

"Good girl. Come for me, kitten. Come for me now."

"Oooohhh... thank you, Sir!" One hand slides between your wet lips, sending a finger up inside of your slippery pussy while the other hand covers your hard wanting clit and begins rubbing in little circles. Instantly a warm rosy glow covers your whole body and it feels like the temperature has gone up twenty degrees in the room.

"Oooohhh.... Mmmmm......" Your hips grind against your touch. It's not going to be long at all.

"Mmmmm.... Aaaahhh....." Little wet sounds of your fingers slipping in and out of your pussy echo around the room, which to your nose already reeks of sex. Your best friend in the whole world is watching you play with yourself while your Master plays with her tits. Later you might get to watch or even participate as Sandra takes her very first dick.

It sounds a whole lot like heaven and you really really hope this doesn't turn out to be one of your dreams. Dream orgasms are never all that good. 

And the one that's on it's way is a doozy.

"Nnnnn..... Mmmmmm..... Aaaaaahhhhh........ M-master....." The room is dissolving in a haze around you.

A movement distracts you from your pleasure and it takes a second to focus. Master has lifted the little blond from his lap and set her on her knees right in front of you, only inches away.

"Give my kitten a kiss, luv. Show her how much you are enjoying the show." Without hesitation Sandra wraps her arms around your neck, those warm firm titties pressing into yours. Her little pink cupid lips open to yours and she kisses you longer than she ever had before.

That did it.

The room... the entire world disappears in a molten hot fog of lust leaving nothing but your fingers on your pussy and those wonderful sweet lips as you moan into her mouth and come over and over again.

As floors went, this one was pretty comfortable. You weren't exactly sure how you got to be laying on this one, but you felt like you could sleep here for hours in that sweet post-orgasmic haze. Let the world go on it's way... I'll be fine right here....

"Help me get her up, love."

"Yes, Sir." Two pair of hands slip under your arms and pull you slowly to your feet while you protest sleepily. But when you find yourself made into a little standing sandwich with Masters strong arms holding you and Sandra warm and pressing into your back your desire to return to the world comes alive. He nibbles on your ear and whispers "Most excellent kitten." making you giggle.

"Love you, pet girl." Your arms tighten around his ribs and you lift your lips for a kiss.

"Your girl loves you, my Master." Once again his kiss is hard and insistent, making it quite clear both how please he is with you and how much he wants you. Even though the last ripples of your orgasm were just fading away you could feel your body responding to him all over again. The feel of Sandra's soft lips between your shoulder blades and her soft warm titties pressing into your back aren't hurting, either.

"So, birthday present...." Master says, pulling his lips from yours. "Do you think you'd like to be an Owned kitten for a night?" You can feel her shiver just a little behind you.

"Yes, Sir. I think I would."

"Go into the bathroom and wait, dear. I need to speak to my kitten for just a moment."

"Yes, Sir." As she leaves Master cups your chin in his large warm palm, tipping your head up and looking into your eyes, as if searching your soul. It always amazed you how much of your mind he could read by looking into those big blue eyes of yours.

"You sure you're okay with this, Jess? I can tell you want her, that much is clear. But I also know you do get jealous." His other hand slips down over your heart. "If you aren't one hundred percent certain, we will not do this."

Beneath his touch you can feel your heart swelling with love and pride. Even though he is twice your age you are well aware that your Master is as horny as any teenage boy and wants to play with the both of you very badly. One of his "bucket list" dreams has always been playing with two pets at the same time. The admission he would give it up if you weren't comfortable just makes you love him even more.

The smile starts at your toes and goes all the way to the top of your head as you stand up on tiptoes and kiss him again. "I do love you, Master. And I do want this. For you. And for me. And for her." He growls and chuckles into your lips and pats your bottom.

"Such a good girl. Go get her ready and bring her to me, then."

"Yes, my Master. For you."

Now this... this was interesting.

You'd lost track of how many times you had been in this very position yourself. On your knees. Bound, naked and blindfolded, your head turning this way and that as Master walked around your body, trying desperately to figure out where he was and what he was going to do next.

Now watching your best friend in the same situation you could appreciate it so much more. It gave you the chance to see it from both sides and you could appreciate how much he liked doing it. Even though Master tried hard never to really "frighten" you, it always made your heart beat a little bit faster with uncertainty as you tried your best to develop superpowers and see through the blindfold.

Sandra, not having your experience, was close to having an anxiety attack. Her hands tugged at the bonds behind her back and you could see the pulse hammering in her throat as she tried to follow the sound of his voice around the room. A veteran submissive at this point might have spoken their safe word and ended the session. Lord knows you came close enough to doing that in the past.

Which was why he had you kneeling right in front of her. In truth you were only inches away but being blindfolded there was no way she could know. Not for sure, anyway. 

This time you were her safe call. Her lifeline. He nodded to you.

"Sandra..." You whispered. "Honey, I'm right here." She gave a little gasp and twitched as your palm touched the center of her chest. Master nodded again.

"Oooohhh Jessie, I-I'm... Mmmph..." One hand slips up under that blond hair right above your extra collar around her neck and your lips stifle whatever she was trying to say as you kiss her. A touch on your arm as Master moves your hand from the center of her chest to her soft firm little tit. A happy sigh leaks from your nose as you realize a dream. Finally managing to touch her bare skin and play with those sweet little titties has been on your list for ages.

It feels just as good as you always imagined it might.

From the corner of your eye you see Master crouch down beside you and he lays a hand on your back and one on Sandra's. His fingers play up and down your spine while you are busy kissing your friend's fears away.

"Do you like kissing my pet girl, Sandra?"

"Mmmm-hmm..." She hums into your lips. "Mmmm!" Your fingernails pinch her nipple and turn her reply into a squeak. His hands move up and roughly grab two handfuls of hair and pull you apart, eliciting a moan of despair from each of your mouths. His grip turns your faces towards him, even if she can't see through the blindfold. Stubbornly, you refuse to relinquish your handful of her firm little tit.

"Do you want to keep kissing my kitten, girl?"

"Y-yes!"

"Say please."

"Please! Yes!"

"Please let me kiss your kitten, Sir." he says evenly. She repeats his words, almost sounding a little desperate.

"Do you like her touching you, Sandra?"

"Y-yes, Sir."

"Do you want my kitten to play with your pussy?" Sandra gasps a little and you can see a blush spread across her cheeks. Though she is already flush with desire, she turns even redder. A shiver runs through her body.

"Yes, Sir." She whispers. "I do."

"Has my kitten ever played with your pussy before, dear?"

"N-no, Sir. Never."

"But you have always wanted her to, haven't you?"

"Yes, Sir." She flushes red again. Your friend's whole body is in motion, just slightly. It's quite apparent the effect his words are having on her. And quite fascinating watching the process he had done on you so many times being done to someone else.

"Ask me nicely, dear."

"P-p-please, Sir." She stammers. "P-please let your kitten p-play with m-my pussy."

"Mmm..." He chuckles. "Such a good girl." His eyes turn to you.

"Do you think you can make this girl come, kitten? With just your fingers?" You nod into his grip on your hair.

"Yes, Master. I know I can." He raises an eyebrow.

"Really. Well then. If you are that confident, I'll add some conditions. You must kiss her the entire time. You are only allowed to use one hand on her pussy." He pauses and gives you a look. The one you know so well that lets you know he has something evil on his mind.

"If you don't make her come I will tie you to that chair and make you watch while I fuck her all night long."

"Oooohhh... god..."

Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck...

"Is that understood, kitten?"

"Y-yes, Master! I... I won't let you down, I promise!" He smiled then released his grip to rise and sit in the chair.

"Good girl." Then "Go."

"Oooohhh god..." This time it came from both of you in stereo. Desperately, you pulled her back to your lips. Sandra's mouth opened to yours and you kissed her wantonly. As if you were trying to fuck her yourself with your tongue. You finally disengaged your grip from her titty and your hand slid down her belly. It was obvious your friend was needy. Her body writhed and as your hand went lower she spread her thighs a little further apart, inviting your touch.

Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck...

A deep breath inhaled through your nose.

Okay, Jess. You got this. Even if you've never... really... done it before. How hard can it be? You know what a girl likes, after all. And it's not like your fingers are a stranger to playing with a pussy... Don't panic.

A little lower...

Mmmm.... nice.

When you and master first started going together, he had you keep a little trimmed patch of pubic hair at all times. About two fingers wide and maybe two inches long. A "landing strip" he called it. One, because he liked it and he told you to. And two, so each time you showered you had to trim around it and it made you think of him.

It worked. Each time you showered you thought of your Master and you got just as wet on the inside as you did on the outside.

Sandra didn't have a Master. She was allowed to keep herself however she wanted. And her preference seemed to be to keep her little pussy shaved baby smooth. You had peeked several times after stripping and collaring her there in the bathroom and several times more after as she knelt there on the floor bound and blindfolded. She couldn't see you looking then so she wouldn't be embarrassed.

You'd wanted to look and touch and... other things... for so very long.

Now was your chance.

And her smooth bald little pussy felt good.

Sandra moaned into your mouth as your finger slipped between her lips. To your delight, your best friend was dripping wet with her need. Her juices coated your fingers and when the tip of one finger paused at her entrance, she moaned again and pressed her hips forward, begging for your touch with her body. Being the obliging and obedient pet as well as her best friend, you didn't hesitate to slip one questing finger up inside her channel. Sandra moaned again and pressed her hips forward, bucking slowly against your hand.

Oh my god... I'm actually finger fucking my best friend while I am kissing her. It feels really good and she's really into it! It's a dream come true.

The palm of your hand rubbed against her clit while your finger slipped in and out of her pussy. She was so tight it felt like there was a hand in there, gripping your finger.

Oh god I wish her hands were free so she could play with my pussy too! I'm so hot right now I could just fucking scream!

Unconsciously, your hips were grinding back and forth along with Sandra's like you really were fucking her. Your own pussy was throbbing with desire and your rear hole clamped down on the plug of your tail sticking out of your bottom.

Sneakily, you edged just a little bit closer to your friends body. Close enough her upper thigh came in contact with your own dripping pussy. As Sandra moved it rubbed her against you.

It was enough. You were hot enough just the touch was enough to bring you right to the edge. Just the thought of her touching you there was enough.

Mmmm... oh fuck...! Oh!

Yes....

Right on cue Sandra arched her back and thrust hard against your touch. She squealed into your lips and you felt those amazing little muscles inside her clamp down on your finger just as you broke out in a sweat and you both moaned out your pleasure into each others mouths and reached orgasm simultaneously.

The very first time you heard your best friend come.

But not the last.

Not by any stretch of the imagination.

Dawn was just peeking over the horizon and filtering around the pulled curtains of the motel room. You and Sandra had pulled some all nighters before, but never like this one. She was curled up between the two of you, her head resting against Masters chest and her sticky little bottom pressed into your thighs as you curled up behind her.

Your own bottom bore fading pink marks from where he had pulled you over his lap and spanked you for coming without permission. Sandra had watched, pink and wide-eyed with her little nipples hard.

It was worth it. At least he hadn't tied you to a chair all night.

Sandra sighed happily and shifted in her sleep. She had been more than ready to lose her virginity and Master had been so eager to receive it he took it several times, just to be sure. And yours as well, just in case it had mysteriously returned.

Now you knew what your best friend sounded like and felt like and even tasted like when she came and you were grateful for the experience. There was a feeling the two of you would be even closer in the future.

He seemed to have enjoyed himself, too.

Master lay on his side, with her head cradled in his arm. His eyes were closed and there was a contented look on his face.

Right before your eyes closed in sleep, you saw him smile softly.

"Best birthday ever, kitten." He whispered. "Thank you."

It was a happy kitten who drifted off to sleep thinking...

"Just wait until next year."



Birthday Present



It had been a long day at work and I eagerly looked forward to being in your arms all night long. We were to celebrate my birthday this weekend; the thought of a weekend of romance, love and passion was on my mind as I cast any thoughts of the work stress to the side.

I let myself into your place knew I wouldn't see you for a little while. You had an errand to run. I took off my shoes and sat down on the couch to rest. I propped my feet up and closed my eyes for just a moment. You awakened me with a series of short kisses on the lips until you knew I was finally aware of my surroundings. The kisses became more intense, more drawn out and full of passion from the woman of my dreams. This was a wonderful welcome to your place.

Tonight, I would get my present. As you told me our friends were going to come over for dinner and to celebrate, images of our last dinner together filled my mind. After we finished eating, you became our dessert; a night of earnest and lustful fucking had ensued. First, though, we needed to eat and gather a little strength.

Dinner was delicious and conversation was easy; these were close friends and we enjoyed each other's company immensely. Wine had gone around the table and everyone was feeling at ease. Near the end of dinner, you told me it was time for my birthday present. My smile was wide and deep; my cock was astir.

"The surprise is that we have already planned out your evening," you said. I looked quizzically at the three of you.

"Don't look at me," he said. "I have no clue. They just told me it would be an evening of shared fantasy and that they have everything under control."

"You ladies have devilish grins," I said.

"Tonight, you are ours. We made a list of things we thought you might like to see and do tonight," you said. "I know that the first thing on your list would be for me to enjoy myself and I am thrilled to say I will do more than enjoy myself. The two of us girls will tell you two men what to do at all times and you'll have the best birthday of your life."

I love it when you take charge. My cock got harder.

"Now, first thing's first. You two are wearing too much. Both of you get in the bedroom and strip. We'll be there in a moment."

You didn't need to tell us twice. We moved quickly into the bedroom and were out of our clothes in lightning speed. We both sat down on the bed, facing the door. 

You both came in, still fully clothed yourselves. Your friend stood next to you.

"Now you'll undress us. Use your hands, tongues and teeth." 

We paired off and I stood before you, my cock already achingly erect. I slowly pulled your shirt up and over your head. I leaned in and kissed your neck while running my hands gently all along your arms and back. I undid your bra and let it drop to the ground. I leaned over and kissed your neck again, moving south with small kisses. I kissed down your cleavage and kept going until I hit your waistline, then back up. As I kissed, I caressed your breasts and traced my fingertips around your sensitive and increasingly erect nipples.

I glanced over at our friends and the same scene was playing out next to us.

Kneeling, I unbuckled your belt and unbuttoned your pants, then proceeded to use my teeth to unzip you. All the while, I ran my hands lightly up and down your legs. You gently rested your hands on top of my head. I pulled the pants down to the floor and gave you deep kisses and broad licks with my tongue on your inner thighs. My hands roamed up and felt your ass. You closed your eyes and enjoyed the moment with a couple deep breaths.

I moved up a little and bit down on the waistband of your underwear, using my teeth to pull it down to your knees. I continued to kiss your inner thighs and roam my hands up and down your legs.

You looked over at your friends and saw that we were all completely naked now. Two cocks stood at attention and two pussies were glistening with anticipation.

"As I said earlier," you announced, "I know that you wouldn't feel right with all the attention being on you and you would want me to get some of it first." It was true. For as long as I have known you, I haven't felt right if our pleasure was at an imbalance and pointed toward me. That's quite the marriage vow, isn't it? "I do solely swear that you should always get off before me." You're the love of my life and my beautiful partner. How could I not, especially when this evening is my birthday present?

"I'll be sitting over there," she said. First up would be a threesome for you with two glorious cocks. Your smile grew wider and your nipples harder. You two had loosely mapped out the evening and you knew this was coming (if you'll pardon the pun) but seeing it unfold in front of you was always more enticing.

You told us both to sit on the bed with our backs against the headboard. I was yours and would so happily do whatever you wanted. You sat in front of us, running your hands all over your torso and stopping every now and then to pull at a nipple. "Stroke yourselves," You firmly muttered.

It was far from a daunting task, of course; an image of beauty was on the bed with us and masturbating; her friend was sitting in a chair just off to the side doing the same.

"Slow down, boys," you cautioned. "We're just getting started." Instinctively, we had been a bit eager.

You watched as our fists worked their way up and down our own shafts, thick and purple heads silently demanding attention as well. Your hands traveled all around your body while we maintained a slow and deliberate focus on our cocks. You were sitting up with your legs crossed, fully exposed to us both and your pussy was seeping, drenched already. Your friend had one leg over the arm of the chair and the other extended in front of her. Her pussy was wet. The room smelled of sex and we were all just getting started.

"Tie my hands to the headboard," you instructed him. As we had been informed at the table, we were to comply and you knew what you wanted. He loosely tied your wrists together with the piece of fabric you provided and then looped an end of it around the headboard, making another loose knot. You didn't say how tightly and, if you were going to be bound, we wanted you to be able to free yourself. You lay down in the middle of the bed and on your side, with your hands over your head. You told him to stretch out behind you. You felt his hard cock against your ass. Whatever was going to happen throughout the night, I knew you were one happy camper and I was thrilled. If he was in back, I also knew where I would be going for the sex sandwich and I was anticipating every second with intense, erotic glee.

"Eat me until I cum," you instructed. I love when you know what you want and you don't hold back.

He reached around from the back and let his hands roam all around your torso. His hard cock nestled in the length of your butt cheeks and you felt the constant pressure. I shifted to the end of the bed and kissed your ankles. Anticipation was going to be my friend. Your friend needed a better view after I shifted, though, and she moved from the chair to the bed. Her movements had slowed; she needed a break or she would cum too soon and wanted to draw this first orgasm out and really appreciate the vision of beauty and sex right in front of her.

I kissed, I licked and I nibbled my way up your legs. When I got to your inner thigh on one leg, I slowly licked the other thigh. Back and forth I went while you felt incredible hands lightly caressing your tits. He started to kiss your neck right about the time I moved to your center.

I ran my tongue along your lips, slowly up and down, while my fingertips traced your pubic hair. I love your fur and the extra sensation took you even closer to the right place.

I angled my head and gave your lips a lot, passionate kiss as though I was kissing your mouth. I held your hips as though I were holding the cheeks of your face and my tongue danced slowly and passionately in your pussy. Instead of making love to your mouth and tongue, I was making love to your soaked and eager pussy.

You lost focus and deeply fell into the moment. You wondered slightly, if this was your birthday present to me, what heavenly spoils awaited you in a few months for your own birthday. Still, you weren't holding a thought and your body was responding faster than you expected. The anticipation of the evening, having been planned a few days beforehand and held as a surprise for me had been an erotic weight upon you. You had held off from masturbating all week, wanting to build up your own drive and desire even higher than its normal state.

I moved my tongue from inside you, up to your clit and slid one finger inside you. Abandoning my plan for a slow approach, I found your g-spot happily awaiting me. It was engorged and the incredible assault you were taking pushed you closer and closer to orgasm by the second. Your moans were increasing in frequency and you were the object of nothing but pleasure in all directions. 

A voice whispered in your ear. Our friend was masturbating with great vigor and thrusting two fingers in and out of her own pussy. Her wet sounds filled the air (amazingly heard by any of us, considering the moans from all around). "I want you to cum with me. Cum with me. I'm right there."

That was all it took for you to go over the edge. You belted out a series of throaty grunts and screams and they sent her over the edge, as well. You two reached your peaks but you were far from finished. You had been planning this present for your very horny partner.

Through gasps, you directed the two of us to leave your side and sit at the edge of the bed. "Time to watch, gentlemen."

I wasn't sure how this evening was going to get better.

Before us were two images of beauty, glistening with sweat. You rested on your back, your hands still behind you. She was next to you, up on her knees. I could keep my eyes off your sexy, naked body.

I awoke with a start; I was a bit disoriented. I didn't have time for anything to register except intense pleasure. You were giving me an incredible blowjob - tongue swirling around the most sensitive parts of my cock and hand pumping up and down mu shaft. I was awake for mere seconds before I came. You had pulled my cock from your mouth and I came all over your tits. You worked my cock with your fist, coaxing every last drop out as the spurts subsided.

You rubbed my cum all over your tits seductively.

"Happy birthday, my love. Come get in the shower with me and help me try out my new shower head."

Happy birthday to me, indeed.



Birthday Present



Chapter 1

Wednesday

Things got weird right before my eighteenth birthday. I was a senior, one of the older kids in my grade since my birthday was September 10th, just a week past the grade cutoff. I was busy with school, trying to balance my grades and what passed—barely—as a social life. My girlfriend and I had broken up months beforehand, but I had a small group of friends with whom I hung out most nights. Life was hectic, trying to keep up with the demands of the beginning of my last year in high school, but it got weirder the week before my birthday, when I got a text from my brother.

-Hey, James, ask for anything special for your birthday from mom?

It was an odd text, especially because my older brother Chris was not the talkative type. He was in college a few hours away, a sophomore and two years older than me. I was in class, so I ignored his text, trying instead to take notes on Prussian history while also checking out the cute brunette, Mary Elizabeth, in front of me. Mary Elizabeth, or Lizzy as we all knew her, was a cutie, and a good friend of mine. It was with a mix of hormones and guilt that I checked out her small, round ass in the seat in front of me. Her jeans were pretty low, and just a hint of white and pink striped underwear was visible. Not a thong or anything slutty, just plain, cotton, and sexier because of it. I could feel my arousal stirring, when a second text buzzed in my pocket. I surreptitiously took out my phone and saw a second text from Chris.

-Seriously, your birthday's coming up and I wanted to tell you to enjoy it. You only turn 18 once. TRUST ME. Call me later.

My brother usually texts me every couple of weeks, usually some internet joke or dumb comment. Two texts in one day was not just irregular, it was a mathematical improbability. Chris had been like me. Were were both adopted from different families at birth, but were alot alike. He had been shy, good at school, and a bit of a bookworm. Unlike me he also had a worrisome internet pornography collection. Chris's collection of digital ass was legendary. However, his last year of high school had brought about a major transformation. He was still good at school, but he was more social, and had gone through a string of girlfriends, all of them very pretty. I wondered what had brought him out of his shell, and if the same thing could happen to me.

Lizzy's hand slipped backward and gently tossed a folded piece of paper on my desk. She didn't turn around, and kept looking ahead and taking notes. Between her ass, my brother's text, and the note on my desk I wondered how much history I had just missed. I cautiously unfolded the note, keeping it hidden from view as I read her looping handwriting.

-Are you coming over Saturday? I'm cooking.

I tapped my pencil on the note. Lizzy was having a small get-together at her house on Saturday, my birthday. I didn't know who else was coming, since she was keeping it secret. It wasn't going to be a party in the usual sense, that wasn't Lizzy's style. All I knew was it was dinner, and maybe watching a movie or something that our circle of friends usually did together. I scribbled my reply, handing it back to her.

-It's my birthday, but I can make it.

Having my parents take me out Friday night for my birthday instead had taken some convincing, but I had a crush on Lizzy and any excuse to spend time with her—even with our friends—was worth it. She looked over her shoulder and grinned at me with her dark brown eyes, and then leaned forward to write down something important that I had clearly missed. As she did, I looked down and saw her shirt had ridden up her back, exposing several inches of her back and more of her white and pink underwear. I stared as long as I could, then hastily scribbled a second note to her.

-Hey, can I come over tonight and get your notes?

I passed it forward, my hand brushing past her hair, which sent little jolts of electricity through my skin. I looked up at the board full of names, dates, and cities, and waited for her reply. My phone buzzed for the third time, and I checked to find an unprecedented third text from my brother.

-Sorry to keep bugging you. Call me later. I've got something to tell you.

I was baffled by my brother's texts, but Lizzy's note slipped back onto my desk and I snatched it from view quickly.

-If you want my notes, it's going to cost you. Bring me a chocolate shake. Whip cream, no cherry. 

I leaned forward as the bell rang and said, "Thanks, Lizzy." She turned to face me. She had a tank top on and it was tight enough to frame her upper body perfectly. Lizzy had small breasts, but they were pert and her ass was so amazing anyway that she could have been flat chested for all I cared. 

"You should pay better attention in class," she teased, grinning at me. "Too many cute girls to look at?"

"Just one," I said, grinning back. She raised her eyebrows.

"You're a terrible flirt. Bring me a shake and we can go over the notes. I'll see how well you pay attention."

The day passed in much of a blur, and when I got home I was surprised to see my mom and dad both home early.

"Hey," I said, dropping off my books on the kitchen table. We exchanged the usual "how as your day" with each other. My dad was sitting at the kitchen table, his laptop open, but his attention on my mom. My mom was, by objective standards, good looking. Even in her mid-forties she still had a nice figure and youthful face. I had listened to my friends, and my brother's friends before them, comment about how hot our mom was. I had grown up hearing about how big her tits were and I had, on some level, to agree with them. I certainly had not entertained thoughts about her, but I could see how anyone else would look at her, as my dad was now, and think "damn."

"So," he said, shifting his attention from my mom to me, "your birthday is this Saturday, and it's a big one."

"Yeah," I said, feeling a little awkward talking to my dad like this. I was waiting for him to ask if I wanted a shiny, new bicycle.

"Well, you've been working hard to save up for a laptop," he continued, and then turned his own laptop screen to face me. On the screen was a laptop similar to his, but the latest model, and significantly more expensive than what I was trying to save up to buy on my own. "You only turn 18 once. Keep the money you've been saving, and I'll get you this for your birthday."

I was floored. I said nothing, but the look of shock on my face seemed to be enough gratitude for my dad, who clicked one last link and added, "it should get here in a week. I wanted to time it for your birthday, but it took me a while to figure out which one to get."

"No, it's fine, it coming in a week, I mean. I'm just shocked—in a good way—thank you. Thank you both."

"It's from your father," my mom said sweetly. She then kissed him on the cheek, hopped off the kitchen table, and walked out of the room. My dad and I both watched her go, and when she left my dad gestured to the empty seat.

"Thanks again, Dad, it's really a much nicer computer than I was aiming for."

"I know," he said, "and you're welcome. But listen," his voice suddenly dropped to a conspiratorial tone, "this is from me, and technically your mom, but that's what I need to talk to you about."

"Alright," I said, leaning in. Even though mom wasn't anywhere nearby, it seemed as if we should be talking covertly.

"Your mom has another present for you. I won't tell you what it is, but I think you'll like it. Just don't ask her about it, let her tell you. Trust me."

This was the second time today someone mentioned mom and asked me to trust them. I decided to press my dad for information. "What's this present."

"Not telling," he said smugly. "Anyway, you just got a nice laptop, so that's all your getting from me." He stood up and snapped his laptop shut, pausing to grin at me as we heard mom come downstairs.

"What are you doing tonight?" she asked me, turning the corner into the kitchen.

"Oh, I'm going to Lizzy's house to go over notes."

"Lizzy, she's the cute one, right?" my dad asked. I mumbled a half-hearted assent and he and my mom chuckled.

"She is a cutie," my mom said. "You really should ask her out. She's always batting her eyes at you when she's over. There could be fifty people over and she only has eyes for you."

"And isn't she the reason we're rescheduling your birthday dinner with your parents?" Dad said with a laugh. 

"Well, I don't know..." I said, trailing off. My dad picked up his laptop, and checked his watch.

"I'm going to run upstairs and send this invoice to my client. But if you ask me, James, never hesitate when a girl's involved. But don't act eager, either."

"Great advice, Tom," Mom said with a laugh. "Hurry up but look like you're not hurrying. Listen, James," Mom said as Dad headed upstairs, "I'm not trying to tease you about Lizzy, it's just friendly advice. I think she likes you, and after Karen..." I bristled at the mention of my ex-girlfriend. We had broken up because she was high maintenance, and also enjoyed withholding physical affection—even kisses. "Sorry to bring her up," mom added.

"No, it's okay, really," I said, hoping to change the subject. "I can't believe you and dad got me that laptop."

"That's from your Dad," she corrected. "You get my present on your birthday. Speaking of which, has your brother been texting you?"

"As a matter of fact, he has," I said. "Which is weird, right?"

"Very," she said, her eyes darting to her phone. "Well, you better get going, you don't want to keep Lizzy waiting."

An hour later I was sitting on Lizzy's floor with my history notes on my lap. Lizzy sat on the floor cross legged, her shake in her hand as she slurped it lazily. She played with the straw in her mouth and looked at me. Her history notes were spread out on the floor, and she was helping me fill in the gaps that I missed.

"So," she said casually, taking an extra long sip of her shake, "thanks for the shake."

"Thanks for letting me copy your notes," I said. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

"You'd fail history," she said. "Which I don't get, to be honest. What's got you so distracted in class?"

"Well, today was an off day. My brother's been texting me all day, hinting at some epic birthday present coming my way this Saturday. My parents just got me a laptop for my birthday, so I don't know what's better than that."

"Maybe a nicer car?" she ventured.

"What's wrong with my car?" I asked, surprised by my own self consciousness. 

"Nothing," she said quickly, "Just thinking out loud. I'm glad you could come over Saturday, even though it's your birthday. Speaking of which, what do you want to eat? I'll cook whatever."

"You don't have to go out of your way," I said. 

"It's your birthday, and so you're my guest of honor. But to get back to my earlier question, which girl are you checking out in history that keeps you from paying attention?"

"Well between my brother's texts and you passing notes—not that I'm complaining about your notes—it was hard to pay attention."

"You don't pay attention in history most days," she said. "So you must be checking someone out. Is it Christy? Or Jessica?"

"Maybe it's you?" I said with a sheepish grin.

"You buy a girl a shake, tell her your staring at her, and expect what? Swooning? Come on, who are you really checking out?" Her voice was searching, her eyes boring into me. 

"Maybe I should focus on these notes," I said, feeling my face turn red.

he set the shake down and stretched, slowly. "Be right back, okay?" she said. My eyes followed her as she walked into her spacious closet and shut the door. I heard her rustling around for a minute before she emerged. She has swapped out her jeans for a pair of shorts that were, to my delight, obscenely short. Lizzy reached across her desk and her shorts rode up so high I could just make out the soft, lower curve of her ass peeking out. She retriever a pencil and sat down by her shake, her knees up and her arms wrapped around them. 

"So where was I?" She asked. "Oh, yeah, I was asking who you were checking out instead of taking notes."

My eyes trailed down her smooth thigh, to where her shorts were riding up and exposing part of her ass and the same striped underwear. 

"Lizzy," I said. "I swear I am not checking out any of the other girls in class."

"Does that mean you're checking me out?" she said.

"Maybe," I said evasively. 

Lizzy laughed, sitting up straight again. She leaned closer to me, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Are you saying that I am more enticing than world history?" She leaned even closer, so close that I realized that we were inches apart, and I wondered if I should kiss her. Before I could make up my mind there was a knock at the door and Lizzy sat upright and grabbed the shake, slurping it noisily.

"Mary Elizabeth?" her mother ventured as she opened the door. She saw us and smiled. "Oh, I didn't know you were here, James. Studying?"

"World history," we said together, a little too quickly. Her mother studied us for a second but continued.

"Well, we're going to see your grandmother in thirty minutes. You may want to wrap up your studying and get ready. Good to see you, James."

"You too, Mrs. Moore," I said. 

Lizzy's mom turned and left, leaving the door open as a clear sign that she wanted to remind us that she was home and aware that we were together, alone, in Lizzy's room. I took one last, long look at her, especially the hint of inner thigh near her shorts, and started to gather my notes. 

"Well, I'd better get ready," Lizzy said. 

"Thanks for the notes," I said.

"Any time," she said with a smile. "Since you can't seem to keep your mind off of whatever keeps distracting you. Now, come on, I'll walk you out."

"How's Lizzy?" Dad asked over dinner. I gave a nonchalant answer but my mind kept drifting to her smile, her eyes, those shorts. 

"She's fine," I said. "We just studied history."

"I bet," mom said with a grin. I rolled my eyes and poked at my dinner. I looked up and and saw her looking right at me. I also noticed that she was wearing a tight t-shirt and no bra. My friends has a point, I thought, my mom had amazing tits. I looked away, trying to shake the thought. 

We finished dinner and cleaned up. Dad checked his watch and pecked mom on the cheek. "Well, you and your mom are on your own tonight," he said. It's guys' night and we are going out. You're in charge while I'm gone."

I laughed, sharing an old joke about being "the man" of the house while he was gone. Dad grabbed his keys and said goodnight. Knowing dad, he would come in late, and regret it all day at work tomorrow. 

"Do you want to watch a movie?" Mom asked me as Dad headed out the door. 

"Sure," I said, "I'll make popcorn."

"I'm going to change," she said, and headed upstairs. By the time the popcorn was ready mom had returned and joined me in the kitchen. Her idea of changing was to chuck her jeans in the laundry and come back down in nothing except the same tight t-shirt, only pulled down slightly to attempt and cover her white underwear. I had not thought much of it before, but I realized suddenly that her at-home outfits were some of the most revealing things I had ever seen.

We settled down on the couch and I pulled up our online movies to figure out which one to stream. 

"Remember that time I came down here in the middle of the night and caught you trying to stream that movie, what was it called?" she asked playfully.

I sighed, "Milfs in Space. God, that was embarrassing."

She laughed, "You were so cute, trying to cover up what you were up to. So much different from your brother. Half the time I'd wake up my computer I'd see that he forgot to close the browser on some porn website. He was particularly fond of something called 'blowjob of the day'."

"Mom!" I exclaimed, getting very uncomfortable. She just laughed, reaching for some popcorn.

"Relax," she said between bites. "Don't be such a prude, it's just a b-l-o-w-j-o-b," she spelled in emphatically. "I can assure you that I know what those are. Your porn addled brother was just careless with his online browsing, that's all I was trying to say. He never went to any lengths to hide what he was up to. But you, you were a little more careful I guess."

"Except that one time," I admitted, blushing. I was still uncomfortable with my mother talking about blowjobs, but also surprisingly aroused. I looked over at her tits again, noticing that her nipples were hard. What the hell was wrong with me? Why was I checking out my own mom's tits?

"So," she said, ignoring my staring eyes, "let's see what we've got." She took the remote and pulled up the computers in the house on the screen. We had a central movie server, which housed all of our movies for streaming. My dad's work computer and my computer were on there, as well as my brother's old computer he left behind when he went to college.

"Let's see what Chris has to watch," she said slyly. I raised my eyebrows, wondering what she meant. She pulled up his computer, and immediately a list of movie titles populated the screen. All porn.

"Oh, look, he has Milfs in Space, too," she said with a wiggle. "And Milfs in Space 14. Wow, 14. And here's one, backdoor deliveries 8." I squirmed in my seat, uncomfortable with my mother scrolling through Chris's porn stash. I had seen some of these movies, usually when he had been out for the evening. To sit next to my barely-clothed mom as she called out titles was unnerving.

"Well?" she said, facing me?

"Oh, um, I thought we were going to watch a...um, a regular movie," I croaked out.

"We can," she said with raised eyebrows and a grin. "Or we can see what all the fuss is about." With that she clicked on the very movie she busted me watching years before and settled in next to me. The popcorn was on my lap and she reached over and grabbed another handful, causing me to jump. The movie started and she immediately began a running commentary as she munched popcorn. 

"Wow, they didn't waste time," she said, as within a minute the starlet, a plastic blonde, disrobed and began taking her counterparts dick into her mouth. "I usually at least get dinner out of the deal." She laughed at her joke, toying with me and enjoying my discomfort. "We can turn it off," she said. "I just thought you might like to finish it after all this time."

On screen the actress—if I could call her that—was practically inhaling the dick in front of her, moaning and making fake orgasm noises the entire time. Her muscled, long-haired co-star was grunting, getting ready to come. I decided to wait a moment before answering. He pulled out, aiming at her face and erupting fiercely, splashing ropes of cum all over her fake face and fake tits. 

I turned to my mom as the actress licked the last drips of cum off of his spent dick. "It's fine," I said. "We can watch it." I decided to play her game and see if I could make her uncomfortable. "So when you suck dick like that, do you take the load on your face?"

My attempt to throw her off failed. Undaunted, she reached for more popcorn, causing the bowl to press against my erect penis. With her eyes still on the screen, she said "it depends on the mood. Sometimes I swallow it all. Or take it on the tits. Anything else you want to know about how I suck dick?"

I said nothing, but she grinned, clearly ahead in our little game. On the screen a new actress has joined the scene, which was cheaply put together to look like a spaceship. Drier duct and old machinery served as the backdrop as her spacesuit malfunctioned and she had to strip bare. Joining her, suddenly, where two aliens, actors wearing cheesy helmets, their dicks hard and aimed right at her. The dialog was terrible and the music an interminable saxophone loop.




Birthday Present



"This is pretty awful," mom said, chuckling. 

"Yeah, it is," I said. "Oh, look, they're both going to do her. I wonder how...ah, yes, one from behind and one getting a blowjob. Have you tried, that, Mom?"

She grabbed another handful of popcorn as the woman on screen got was penetrated from both ends. It must have been my imagination, but she seemed to press harder on the bottom of the bowl as she grabbed the popcorn. She said nothing for a few seconds, munching quietly. Then she turned her body to face me. "Like that? Yeah, a few times. A long, long time ago. It was with an old boyfriend and his dad."

"His dad?" I said, almost spilling the bowl everywhere. I recovered, keeping it on my lap to hide my erection.

"Yeah," she said, clearly enjoying shocking me, "his dad caught us fucking when we were home from college for Thanksgiving of our freshman year. And, well, to keep from him telling my parents, I sucked him off while his son kept on fucking me doggystyle. I remember they came almost the same time. Then, after a while, they both got hard again and switched. And once I took on your dad and another guy."

"Whoa," I said, stunned.

"Yeah, that last time, they both came inside me. That was fun."

My mouth opened and I said nothing. She grinned, enjoying herself.

"Another other way?" I ventured, forgetting about our little game and growing more curious.

"With two guys? Well, I mean I've sucked two guys off, but one at a time, and I've fucked a guy while one watched, then let the other one fuck me. That was kind of strange, with one just watching. But, not like that..." she said, pointing as the woman on the screen took one dick in her gaping pussy and one in her ass.

"Well, this has been interesting," she said, as the movie continued with the actress taking two cumshots on the face. "Not the movie, really, it's pretty awful. But the question and answer session. Shall we keep watching?"

"Um, I don't know, it's pretty terrible," I said. She got up, stretching slowly. Her shirt rode up and I got a view of her ass, which was still round and firm despite her age. She stepped into the kitchen and returned with a glass of water for each of us. She leaned across me to set mine down, her breasts brushing against my knee. I was so hard I could feel the pre-cum dripping down my thigh. 

"What did I miss?" she asked.

"Lesbian shower scene," I said, no longer looking at the screen. 

"Oh, look," she said, "now they've landed on an alien planet. And, would you believe it, there's a whole gang of aliens with their dicks out. There must be at least a dozen of them." She stopped the movie, and turned to face me. "This movie is dumb. What else do you want to talk about?"

"I don't know," I said, turning off the television. She reached forward, grabbing the popcorn bowl and setting it on the end table. I tried to stop her, but she was too quick. And there, on display, was my erection, forming a tent in my shorts. She looked at it, then me, and then laughed.

"Sorry," she said, stifling a laugh. "I didn't mean to laugh. It's, well, it's just...we just watched a terrible porn together and I should have realized you'd, well, end up like that."

I shifted around trying to make it less conspicuous, with no luck. All I did was jostle my dick around, but it kept pointing skyward. Mom was looking right at it, no longer giggling but still blushing. 

"Mom," I said in a plaintive voice, "can you turn around so I can, um, adjust things?"

"You mean your erect penis?" she said with glee, enjoying how uncomfortable I was. It was like when I was a kid and we would try and gross each other out. "Sure." She turned her head, and I quickly reached down my pants and tried to adjust myself. My dick was completely slick from arousal, and when I managed to move things around enough and withdrew my hand, it was covered in slick precum. Just at that moment mom turned back, and saw my glistening hand. 

"Here," she said, grabbing the hem of her shirt and wiping my hand off with it. Her midriff was showing now, and she looked young and sexy. She let go of the shirt and it snapped back against her, my pre-cum now touching her skin. My erection had nothing to do with the movie, and was not going to subside any time soon.

"So," she said, "where were we?" She leaned on the side of the couch, facing me cross legged. "You had asked me about my experiences with two guys at once. Anything else you want to know?"

"Ever done more than two?" I asked. 

"No," she said with a laugh. "Two is a lot of work. I can't imagine three. Ask away. I'm an open book, if you want to know."

"Um, well," I said, thinking hard. My mom and I were talking about her sex life, and she was half dressed and my dick was throbbing. I decided that nothing was off the table.

"When was the first time you sucked someone off?"

"My eighteenth birthday," she said casually. "Took it on the face, but I had no idea how that would work, to be honest."

"Who was it, your boyfriend?"

"I didn't have a boyfriend at the time," she said, not answering the question.I avoided her eyes for a moment and she laughed. "Wait, that, made you uncomfortable? After all the things I just told you, the idea that my first BJ was with someone I wasn't dating makes you squeamish?"

"Well, you're my mom," I said plaintively.

"I'm a woman, too," she said. She took the remote and turned the TV back on, scanning through my brother's movie files. He did, I realized, keep his porn stash in plain sight. "Oh, I wonder what this one is?" she asked. "Oh my god."

I looked up at the screen and saw the file name "Mom-Dad Sextape." I looked at mom, who looked at me, and grinned sheepishly. 

"I take it that the movie in question is yours," I said.

"Probably," she said. "Listen, I don't want to watch this," she said, "at all. But I have to know if it is. Can I just load it for a second, to see, and then we can shut it off."

"Sure," I said. "Unless you want to watch it, if it is you and dad."

"Oh, your father likes his camera," she said. "We've never watched them, he just erases them right away. But knowing your brother, he probably retrieved the file or something like that. With his porn tech savvy, you'd think he'd get better grades in college."

I laughed as she clicked the file name and the movie loaded. I looked over at mom, and realized I had learned a lot about her in the span of an hour. I was seeing her differently, partly because she was half naked, but partly because she was sharing such an intimate part of herself with me. My mom was a slut, it seemed, and didn't mind it. I guess, thinking about it, neither did I.

The movie was definitely her and my dad's, because the opening was our backyard. 

"Oh, Jesus," she muttered, blushing. "I remember this one." She went to shut it off but I snatched the remote. "Hey!" she exclaimed, reaching to grab it back. I held it behind my back, out of her reach. She dove forward, thrusting her arms around me, trying to get it back. On screen the cameraman, my father, was walking up to my mom, who was laying out on the deck in a bikini by the pool. Her ass was up, rocking gently left and right. Thank god there was no dialogue.

"Give me that remote," she said, trying to sound stern, but also laughing. "I'm serious. I don't want you watching this."

"Chris's seen it," I said.

"Chris is a pervert," she said, laughing. "Seriously, give me the remote."

I paused the video just as mom my, on screen, was pulling at the tie of her bikini top. Mom pushed me back, trying to grab the remove. As she did she pressed herself against me and knocked me back onto the couch. She was laying on me, her tits pressed against my chest and my throbbing dick pressed against her inner thigh. We were both breathing hard, and Mom was trying to take the remote from me.

"But I was about to see your tits," I said, laughing. "Look at that screen."

She stopped fighting me and sat up. She was straddling me, in what would have been the cowgirl position if we were both naked. I could feel my erection pulsing with each heartbeat as her body pressed down on it.

"Turn off the video, please," she said. She was giggling slightly, her hair hanging down her chest.

"But what happens in it?" I said. "Details."

"Fine," she said, straightening up and putting more pressure on my dick. Either she was ignoring my erection or she was preoccupied with stopping the video. "I stripped down, sucked your dad's dick, and then he came all over me. Happy?

"Sounds like a good movie," I said, playfully holding the remote. "And like I said, I'm about one second away from seeing some tits. How can I resist?"

"I'll make you a deal," she said, shifting a little and causing her thigh to rub against my dick. "Give me that remote, and I'll let you see my tits."

I paused, pretending to contemplate her offer. I handed her the remote, expecting her to push play and then stop it after her bikini top came off. Instead, she tossed the remote behind her, grabbed the hem of her t-shirt, and lifted it up. Slowly, I watched, entranced, as her tits dropped out of the tight t-shirt. She continued to lift it off, pulling it over her head and tossing it on the floor. 

I was staring right at my mother's tits. I said nothing, did nothing, but stared, as if I could engrave everything to memory. Her chest was heaving and I was still in shock. 

"Thanks for the remote," she said, and hopped off of me. She sat back on the couch, still topless, as if this was the most normal thing on earth. She scanned my brother's files. "That's the only one. Can you delete it for me? And promise not to watch it before you delete it."

"I don't know," I said pensively. "I mean, it's my only chance to see you like this again."

She looked right at me. I had to break my eyes away from her tits to make eye contact. "You can see them live, whenever you want. You've already seen them once, what does a hundred more times matter to me? But I'm serious. I want that file deleted, after our movie." She then pulled up a movie—an older action movie—from our family movie server and sat next to me as the movie started. We watched it in silence, my eyes really glued to her tits. She made no effort to cover them or to retrieve her t-shirt. She looked at me occasionally, grinning as she saw my eyes locked on her chest. Eventually she laid down on her side, and soon after fell asleep. I shut off the movie and looked over at her. At first I was glued to her breasts, which spilled to her side as she breathed softly. But as I got up, I looked at her ass. 

Her underwear was completely soaked. I could make out her pussy lips and the beginnings of her bushy pubic hair, and saw a trail of wetness dripping down her leg. I stared at the evidence of her arousal, which only intensified my own. I stood up, looking at her. I was tempted to take out my phone and snap some pictures, but on the other hand I had a feeling that I could see her tits whenever I wanted. I took a small blanket from the couch and covered her up before I took one last look at her wet underwear and dashed upstairs.

I had never wanted to come so hard in my life. I got halfway through the door of my bedroom before I started to strip off my clothes. I slid into bed, my dick throbbing and leaking a stream of pre-cum down the shaft. I gently gripped the shaft and a large drop of pre-cum slid out and ran down my fingers. I wanted to savor my arousal, and go slow. Suddenly my phone buzzed on my nightstand. Annoyed, I looked over to see it was from my brother. I let go of my swollen member, when I saw the content of the text.

-Hey, James, sorry to be cryptic earlier. Had friends around. Talked to mom?

I replied back, -Hung out with mom tonight. Didn't mention a birthday present.

-Too bad, he replied. -Because I'd bet it's the same present I got.

There was a pause, and in between texts my phone buzzed again, this time it was Lizzy.

-Hey there, just checking on my favorite history slacker.

My erection had started to subside, but the thought of Lizzy brought it back to life. 

-Just hanging out, texting my brother, I wrote back. -Thanks for helping me with my notes. I owe you.

-Yes you do, she wrote back. -You should buy me lunch tomorrow.

-Deal, I wrote. Feeling a sudden rush of bravery, I added -Just you and me, alright?

-I like that plan. I'd better go, just wanted to say hi. The next text from her was a headshot, just her face and her hair messily framing it. She never wore makeup, preferring the natural look. I wrote goodnight and sent it just as my brother sent another text. This time it was a picture of mom from the shoulders up. She had her eyes closed, and appeared to be laying down on her back, judging by how her hair fell about her shoulders. A second picture arrived seconds later, zoomed out to reveal our mother's ample breasts.

-Where'd you get that picture? I wrote. Sure, I had just seen her topless, but I thought it was some kind of playful barter to avoid seeing her sextape—which I still had to delete. I didn't know that Chris had naked pictures of her.

-Took it myself, he replied. -Here's another.

A third picture, this time of my mom laying on her stomach in bed, tits spilled out on the mattress and her bare ass in the air, arrived seconds later. 

-Holy shit, I replied. -She let you take these? Was this your birthday present?

-Not exactly, he wrote. 

-Don't be a jerk, I wrote. -You've been cryptic all day.

-I left you a clue, dumbass, you're smart...I'll check in tomorrow to see if you've figured it out. 

Frustrated, I took a look at the last picture again. Mom's ass was round, but not too big. To be honest, I had never given her ass any attention before, but I had to admit that she had a nice one. Lizzy's ass was superior in all aspects, but like I said anyone interested in women would agree my mom was hot. I couldn't see anything that would answer my questions, but I was hard again by the time I flipped to the second photo. Mom's tits, which I had seen in person that evening, were impressive. Despite the grin on her face and her amazing body, nothing stood out. My erection, however, was throbbing again. 

Telling myself that it was because of Lizzy alone, and not my mom, I started to stroke myself slowly. I was still slick from all the pre-cum, and felt my climax building quickly. I was breathing hard, my hips thrusting upward with each stroke, and I came. Spasm after spasm sent cum flying everywhere. My eyes widened at the sheer volume of cum pumping out of me, which wasn't surprising given my near-constant state of arousal that day. Finally spent, I wiped my hand on the sheet and felt my exhaustion finally catching up with me.

Almost absentmindedly I picked up my phone again and looked at Mom's tits. Then I flicked to the first photo. It was just a picture of Mom's face, nothing particularly special—although I knew she was naked since her shoulders were bare and in the next two photos she had been. I zoomed in, looking closely at the screen when I finally saw what my brother was hinting that I might find. There, in her hair, were three globs of what I knew was semen.

Exhausted, but confused, I set my phone down and let my mind reel as I drifted to sleep.

Chapter 2

Thursday

By the time I exited the shower the next morning, I had received two texts from Lizzy, reminding me I owed her lunch and suggesting where we could go. We had an open campus and I figured I'd take her to a local place nearby. I got dressed, grabbed my backpack, and headed down to breakfast. I had a while before I needed to leave, and was hoping I'd have a chance to quiz Mom about how my brother ended up taking naked photos of her. I could have criticized Chris about thinking about our mother that way, but then again, I could sort of see why he did.

Mom and dad were in the kitchen. Dad was dressed for work and Mom was in the same tight t-shirt and underwear as the night before. She was at the counter, drinking some orange juice and he was checking his bag when I entered.

"Good morning," my Mom said with a yawn. I tried not to stare at her tits, but failed. Having seen them unfettered by clothing the night before, I found it hard not to concentrate on them.

"Did you two have a fun movie night?" Dad asked. I suddenly felt guilty that I was ogling my Mom—his wife—in front of him, and that I had seen her topless. Even if it were her doing, he was still my dad. 

"Um, yeah," I said, trying to sound casual. "Just flipped through some movies."

"Did you delete your brother's copy of our, um, little tape?" he asked. I looked surprised and he grinned. "It's fine," he said, although I didn't know if he meant me knowing a sextape existed was fine, or if he knew about the rest of the evening.

"Um, yeah, I deleted it," I said. "First thing this morning. It's gone, unrecoverable."

"Good," he said. "Althought knowing Chris, he's got a backup somewhere. Care to fish around his old computer for me when you've got time?"

"Sure," I said, marveling at how natural it seemed to discuss my parents sextape with them. My Dad grinned, and nodded to my Mom, before turning back to me.

"So, Friday, you pick the place and we'll take you out to dinner. I've to run to work, but we can work out details later." He grabbed his bag, kissed my mom on the cheek, and headed out the door. Mom waited until she heard the car leave the driveway before she spoke.

"Did you enjoy the show last night?" she said.

"Which part?" I asked. 

"The good part," she said. Then, looking conspiratorial, she said, "do you want to see them again?"

I sighed, pretending to be bored, and said, "sure...whatever." Mom laughed, and then quickly lifted off her shirt and tossed it onto the counter. She stood there, leaning against the counter, her tits on display. I said nothing, but my open mouth and shocked expression made her laugh.

"That look never gets old," she said. "And, if you're wondering, your dad knows you saw me topless. He came home pretty late but I guess I had fallen asleep on the couch like this. It was pretty obvious you had seen me."

"Is he mad?" I asked in a panic. He had seemed nonchalant, but that's the trick with parents—sometimes they lulled you into a false sense of safety before springing their trap on you.

"No, not at all," she said, stepping closer. "He told me to take off my shirt if you deleted the tape, as a little thank you. Before we adopted you two, I used to go around topless, or naked, all the time. To be honest, I think he was secretly delighted that I agreed to take my shirt off a second time. He'd be one step closet to getting me to go around topless or naked all the time. He asked me if I'd consider doing that again, but that might be too weird for you, right?"

"Um, no, I think I'd be okay," I said, laughing. My already hard dick twitched at the thought of her like this all the time. Was she serious?

I looked closer at her tits, feeling that I was allowed to blatantly stare, and saw the unmistakable signs of dried cum all over them and on her stomach. She blushed, and nodded when I looked at her inquisitively.

"No use in hiding," she sighed. "Your dad made this mess when he came home last night. This might be too much information, I guess, but your dad knows it turns me on when he does that while I'm asleep. To be honest, when I first woke up and saw all that cum, I thought it was you."

"Me?" I said. 

"Well," she said, blushing, "you see, Chris...he's into that."

"Coming on you?" I said, shocked.

"Not exactly, not at first anyway. He used to steal my underwear from my drawer, come in them, and throw them in the laundry. I didn't care, really, I figured there was no harm done. But then once I woke up and my pajamas were stiff with dried cum. Your dad was out of town, and I figured it had to be him. He was always jerking off somewhere around the house."




Birthday Present



I said nothing at first as I tried to process this new revelation. I was about to ask her about the pictures when she looked at her watch.

"Shoot, you better get going if you don't want to be late," she said.

"But I have something I want to ask you," I said.

"Ask me later," she said, hopping off the counter. She gave me a hug, pressing her bare breasts against me, and said, "have a good day at school. We'll talk when you get home."

I got to school on time but was a wreck otherwise. I could hardly pay attention in first period. Maybe constant exposure to mom's tits would desensitize me to them, but at that moment they were all I could think about. By third period I had calmed down a little, and by lunch I had things under control. I held Lizzy's books as we walked to my car. She walked close to me, occasionally bumping into me. She laughed each time and nudged closer as we walked.

We arrived at a local Vietnamese place I knew she liked, and found a table near the back. It was crowded, but we were able to lean in and talk.

"Thanks for lunch," she said. She wore a knit shirt and shorts that were as short as the pair from yesterday. 

"Thanks for the notes," I replied. We made small talk and ordered, chatting about our classes and her upcoming dinner, of which she divulged little.

"I just thought we'd all eat and then watch a movie," she said. "Just a fun get-together, nothing special. My parents will be out for most of it, which is good because they're weird."

"Oh, I bet mine are weirder," I said.

"Not a chance," she said. "Give me an example and I bet I'd top it."

"Are you sure?" I said. Anything that had transpired recently would shock her for sure, but I thought it would be better not to tell her. My crush on her was intensifying by the minute, but I also felt different around her. Maybe it was seeing my mom topless, or finding out she's a dick-hungry slut, but something made me feel more confident. "Well, I just found out that my mom is a slut."

"I know," she said. "Sorry, that sounded rude."

"You know?" I asked.

"My brother was friends with your brother. I've heard stories. Mostly that most of your brother's friends have "accidentally" seen her naked. Must be hard living in that house."

"You have no idea," I said. "So there's no way your parents are weirder than mine."

"Well," she said, blushing, "My mom's never been seen naked by my friends, but she and my dad are always all over each other. I mean, I've walked in on them doing it so many times I've lost count. Pretty much once a week I'll open a door or turn a corner and there they are, going at it. Anything you can think of, any position, and I've seen my parents doing it."

"But your mom always seems so," I paused, thinking of the right word, "proper."

"I know," she said, laughing. "But trust me, she and my dad are like rabbits. So I guess our home lives aren't that different." She paused, taking a bite of her food. So, have you seen your parents naked?" she asked, her voice dropping to a whisper.

"Just my mom, topless," I admitted. 

"Whoa, your mom's got big tits," Lizzy said, giggling. "I can't even imagine what that's like."

"Well, I've never seen them going at it, so that's something I guess. I'm glad you took the news so well," I said.

"I really thought that I was going to shock you with that and end our lunch date," she said.

"So this is a date, after all," I said.

"Yeah," she said, playing with one of her pigtails. "To be honest, I almost didn't call this a lunch date because I wondered if you were even interested in me."

"Lizzy," I said, lowering my voice and leaning in. "I have to keep copying your notes because I'm constantly distracted looking at you in class."

Lizzy blushed, taken aback by how forward I was being. It was not like me, to be so direct, but like I said something was different now. "Well, if I'm having to take notes for both of us, I'm glad it's for a good cause. And since you're busy looking at me instead of the board, I'll tell you something else." 

She leaned in, her face inches from mine. Her eyes sparkled and her mouth surpressed a huge grin, "I forgot to bring all my clothes after tennis this morning. There's something I'm not wearing."

I looked at her, and she grinned. To clarify her meaning, she tugged at her shirt collar and showed me her bra strap, and then giggled. "Good luck in history."

We ate quickly and headed back to class. I carried her books to her locker, and then walked her to history. As soon as we sat down she leaned forward in her seat to talk to her friend Sarah, and I looked down and saw her shorts make a gap in the back. Sure enough, I saw a few inches of her bare ass. She looked over her shoulder at me and grinned, biting her lower lip before returning to her conversation with Sarah.

By the time I got home I was so turned on that I didn't notice a text from Chris until I pulled into the driveway.

-Did you guess your birthday present yet? He wrote. I typed back that I figured out that Mom was going to show me her tits. I grabbed my backpack and headed inside. Mom was nowhere to be found, although her car was in the garage. It was only when I passed the back door that I saw her out back. She was weeding her rose garden, and I was crestfallen to see she was wearing a t-shirt and bikini bottom. I was hoping to see her topless. She looked up and saw me, waving me to join her.

"Hi," she said as I crossed the yard to her. She grinned, putting her hands on her hips. "I bet you were hoping I'd be topless."

I looked down and she laughed. "You look like a lost puppy." She got back on her knees and took her spade in her hand. "I'd have to be an idiot to mess around these roses without a shirt on. So, how was your lunch date?"

"It was a date, after all," I said. "And she wants to know if I can go to the movies tonight. It's an early show, since it's a school night."

"Lizzy's such a sweet girl," Mom said. Then, setting the spade down, she massaged her neck. "I've got a stiff neck from weeding all afternoon. Would you mind rubbing it for me?"

"Sure," I said. It was a common request, and I started to kneel down next to her but she sprang up to meet me.

"Inside," she said. I followed her into the house, and as I shut the back door she stripped off her t-shirt and continued walking. I followed, dumbfounded, as she led me upstairs to her bedroom. She lay on her stomach, her round ass in the air, and said "thanks, my neck is killing me."

I started to rub her neck as I had so many times before, but this time her bare breasts were spilling out onto the mattress. She sighed, her shoulders relaxing, before she asked me about my day. I told her about my lunch date, and she asked me for details. I left out the what Lizzy told me about her mom and dad, since she my mom knew her parents. The line of questions kept me from focusing too much on her semi-nude body. 

"Go ahead and get my back, please," she said. Her hair covered her face and her voice was muffled. She sighed as I slid down her shoulder blades, working her tense muscles. I had never rubbed her back before, and as I slid my hands down her bare skin it felt electrifying. I worked my hands lower, massaging the base of her back, slowly bringing my hands closer to the rising slope of the top of her ass. I ventured closer, inching my way to the waistband of her bikini bottom. 

"So, any chance you'll tell me what my present from you is going to be?" I asked.

"No," she said, pausing. "But do you want it on Friday or Saturday? Your birthday is Saturday, but since we're celebrating a day early I can give it to you then."

"Aha," I said, "so I haven't already received it." 

She lifted her head. I stopped, my hands almost touching her bikini bottom. She turned her head to face me as best as she could. "Did you think that being topless was your present?"

"I thought it might be," I said, shrugging. She put her head down and wiggled her body slightly, indicating that I should continue. I kept massaging her lower back, daring myself to get closer to her ass. I thought about Lizzy, and how she responded to me being forward with her. I wondered if all women liked that. I looked at my mom, laying topless in front of me, my hands on her back, and wondered. Why was she showing off her tits to her son? Was she enjoying the exhibitionism?

"So has Chris seen you topless?" I asked. 

She said nothing at first, then said "sure," in a nonchalant way. "Lots of people have." As if that explained her two sons being lumped into that category. 

"Has he seen you naked?" I asked, as casually as I could. I was working her lower back, pressing my hands on circles around, feeling her body respond as I worked out the knots.

"Tons of people have seen me naked, including your brother."

"How did that happen," I asked, as if I was asking her how her day went.

She reached down, and I took my hands off her lower back. I was surprised when she lifted her ass in the air and tugged at her bikini bottoms. In one swift motion she slid them down, exposing her ass to me. "Take them off all the way and keep doing what you were doing. I figure there's no point in you hovering by my ass when you can massage that, too."

I paused, my hands shaking, before I took her bikini and slid it down her legs. I tossed it on the floor and took a long look at her round ass before I put my hands on it and slowly kneaded the muscles there. As if this was totally normal, I continued my questioning. "So how did Chris see you naked?"

"Oh, god, he tried for years, the little pervert," she said with a laugh. She sighed as I massaged her ass and her thighs. "He almost caught me a few times. And then one day he and his friend, John I think, came home early and I was naked in the pool. They came out and I called them to stay back, and for Chris to get my towel. John was shocked and stayed back but Chris, well, he thought he had his chance. He teased and said he wouldn't do it unless I got him a new car. So I got out of the pool, and told him to keep driving his beat up Toyota and got my own towel. So, yeah, he's seen me naked."

"Just that time?" I asked. 

She said nothing, but slowly rolled over onto her back. She lay there, naked and inches from me. I stared, and my eyes moved from her tits down her to bushy pubic hair. My dick was throbbing, straining against my shorts. "No, not just that time." She stretched, and my mind almost exploded. Her legs parted and I could see her labia were slick with arousal. I couldn't believe my Mom was wet. Clearly, I thought, she got off on the exhibition, even for her sons.

She lay back, her legs spread slightly. I stared, taking in the forbidden sight in front of me. 

"Would you like me to be naked all the time around the house? Or would that be too much for you?"

"I don't know what you mean," I said, trying to pretend I didn't understand.

"I can see your erection through your shorts," she said plainly, turning on her side. She was looking right at it. "I've seen a lot of guys looking like that," she said. "Are you sure it won't be too much?"

"No," I said, my voice cracking. She laughed, her eyes twinkling. "I can handle it."

"Well, your Dad will be thrilled," she said. At that moment, I heard the car door outside. "Speaking of which," she said, sitting up, "that would be your dad. Listen, is it too much to ask for some privacy? Go pick up Lizzy, and take her to dinner. I want to surprise your father. Just sneak out." 

I got up, my dick sticking out awkwardly. I tried to adjust it, and she laughed.

"Have fun tonight," she said.

"You, too," I said. I left, heading to my room to change. I stripped off my clothes, contemplating jerking off to relieve the pressure before my date. I had promised to sneak out, though, and dutifully stuffed my dick—dripping with pre-cum—into my jeans and put on a nicer shirt. I grabbed my keys and phone, and headed down the hall. My parents' door was now shut, but I could hear the sound of skin slapping on skin as my dad fucked my mom hard. I put my ear to the door and heard her whimpering in pleasure as he pounded into her. My stiff dick twitched at the thought, and I crept quietly past them, imagining what she must look like while she's getting fucked.

-So I know it isn't tits, I texted to my brother as I got in the car. -I give up, just tell me.

I drove to Lizzy's to pick her up. Lizzy came downstairs, wearing a button up top and a shirt. She looked sexy but not slutty, no doubt to pass her parents' approval. I found it ironic that her parents kept a close eye on her, but clearly fucked their brains out at every given opportunity. She took my hand and we walked to the car. Her touch was like a jolt to my brain, much more so than when my hands were on my naked mother's ass.

"Was it weird seeing my parents?" she asked. "Now that you know?"

"I was just wondering if they do it all the time, or save it for special occasions?" I said. 

"I don't keep track, you sort of get used to most of it," she said with a wave of her hand. "To be honest, it's become less weird over time. How about you?"

"Oh, mine are always in the mood," I said. "You wouldn't believe it if I told you."

"I might," she said with a giggle. My older brother was friends with your brother, after all. Like I said, I heard stories."

"Like what?" I asked, my attention piqued. 

"Well," she said, playing with her pigtails, "I know my brother has seen her naked. She was showering or something and he and your brother watched. I don't know if she knew, but she left the bathroom door wide open. And then I overheard him saying that he and your brother and some friends took photos of her while she slept naked once. Sorry," she added.

"It's fine," I said. "Really." She smiled and took my arm.

The theater was crowded since several big movies were opening at once. We held hands in line, and found seats near the back. As soon as the previews started she leaned over to ask me something. I decided to be bold, and kissed her. I expected her to recoil, but to my surprise she leaned in and kissed me back. Soon my hand found her knee, and her breathing intensified as we kissed. As my hand slowly made its way up her thigh I wondered if she had put on underwear since the afternoon. 

We kept kissing, and my other hand moved toward her breasts. She was panting, her hands on my thigh, and I was now under her skirt moving closer. I got inches away, and my hand felt her slick wetness on her inner thigh. I was about to touch her breast when I heard and "ahem" come from behind us. Straightening up and disentangling quickly, we sat up and behaved ourselves. She giggled and put her head on my shoulder for the rest of the movie.

I took Lizzy home after the movie, conscious of getting her home early on a school night. She gave me a long kiss in her driveway, but then suddenly broke away. 

"Is everything okay?" I asked.

"Yes," she said. "This," she indicated the two of us, "is great. I just, I guess I just felt guilty saying that stuff about your mom. I don't want to offend you."

"I'm not offended," I said. 

"Well, I didn't tell you everything, because I didn't want to ruin our date, and I still don't..."

"It's fine," I said, puzzled. "Really. The date was amazing. And, besides, we've always been honest with each other."

"Okay," she said, pausing and biting her lip. "Because there's something else I heard about her."

"What?" I asked. My phone buzzed in my pocket, but I ignored it. 

"Well, you know my parents are always doing it, right? I mean, they're adults and can do whatever they want, I just wish they'd find some privacy. Well, your mom...she's...let's just say one man isn't enough."

"I know," I said. "She told me. She's done more than one guy before. In front of my dad, apparently."

"That list of guys includes my brother," she said quietly, not looking at me. "I knew about it, because I heard him bragging to someone on the phone. Apparently she gave him a blowjob. I, um, I didn't want to tell you that I knew. It wasn't until our conversation at lunch that I even really remembered it. But I was afraid if I told you that I knew you wouldn't want to hang out with me."

I pulled her close and kissed her. She was surprised, but kissed me back. We broke apart and I said, "Listen, Lizzy, I like you. A lot. And tonight, and today, was perfect. It's a little weird, knowing what I know about my mom. But it doesn't change how I feel about you."

She kissed me back, passionately, and we were a tangle of limbs and lips until her phone buzzed in her pocket.

"Oh shit," she said, "that's my mom. I'd better go inside. Are you sure you're okay with what I said?"

"Yeah," I said. "I'm fine. I'm glad you're cool with it." Lizzy kissed me again, grinning, and headed inside.

It wasn't until I got home that I checked my phone. I had two text messages from my brother. 

-Alright, here it is...he wrote. He rapidly sent a second text, -Mom is going to give you a BJ on your birthday.

I looked at my phone screen, stunned. Surely, I thought, he was joking. But then, knowing my mom, and her penchant for sucking dicks, it was entirely possible. Still, we were her sons—adopted or not—and it seemed so...wrong. Suspecting that my brother was messing with me, I texted back.

-Bullshit. Prove it. I headed inside, expecting to find my parents up. I was right, and they were in the living room. My dad was reading a novel and Mom was flipping channels, naked. They both looked up at me as I walked in, as if this was completely normal.

"How was your date?" Dad asked. I walked over and joined them, my mom's nudity clearly just a thing that we were going to do from now on.

"It was good," I said. 

"We really like her," her mom said, nodding approvingly. I tried not to stare at my naked mother, but she just sat there, inviting it. I wondered how on earth my dad could stand it. Not just me seeing her, but how could he sit there and not want to fuck her? As if answering my unsaid question, Mom shifted in her seat, her legs spreading wider. I looked between her thighs and saw her pussy, a puddled of cum leaking out of it onto the leather of the couch. 

"I'm going to get ready for bed," I said. I headed upstairs, wondering how recently they had fucked for all that cum to have spilled out of her. I didn't blame my dad for wanting to fuck her all the time. I guess Lizzy's parents were similar, although I bet her mom didn't suck dick as a hobby.

I had changed already when my phone buzzed again. I looked, and my brother had send another picture. I put my glasses back on and looked, and almost dropped the phone. It was a photo of my brother, lying in my parents' bed, our mom on all fours sucking his dick. I looked closely, expecting evidence that the photo was faked, but it looked real. Mom's nose was touching his public hair and his entire dick was in her mouth and down her throat. 

-Holy shit, does dad know about this? I asked. Seconds later he replied.

-He took the picture, so yeah. And this... Another picture arrived moments later, this time of my Mom on her knees, with two dicks in her face. She had a substantial amount of cum on her face and breasts, and two erect dicks inches from her mouth.

-Have a good birthday, James...

At that moment there was a knock on my door. I set my phone down as my mom peered into the room.

"Bad time?" she asked. I was sitting in bed with my sheets piled up around me, which thankfully covered my erection sticking up out of my pajama pants. I shook my head and she came in. I watched her tits sway as she walked, until she stood by my bed. "Mind if I sit down?"

"Sure," I said, "but you were leaking cum earlier."

"Oh, yeah," she said. "Sorry about that. Your Dad couldn't resist and you were at the movies after all."