0 comments/ 103400 views/ 3 favorites Double Birthday By: HarveyMarcus WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction. The acts and characters contained within are figments of my imagination and have no basis in fact. I do not practice, advocate, condone or encourage acts portrayed here. The characters in the story are entirely fictional. You need to believe that all of the characters are over the age of eighteen. This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without the written permission of the author. This story may be freely distributed with this notice attached. * * * * * * * * * * This is the third in my "(insert holiday name) Birthday" series. The first two are "Valentine Birthday" and "Easter Birthday." Readers have asked me to expand the series, so I'm making up some special days as I go along. What if two people shared the same birthday? Isn't that special? * * * * * * * * * * "Daddy, can you do me big favor?" "Sure honey, what is it?" "You know my friend Vonna? She wants to send a picture to her boyfriend, and I told her you'd do it. You've got that new digital camera, right?" My wife walked past and caught our daughter's request. "Why don't you, dear?" my wife said. "You really haven't used it much since you got it. Didn't you tell me about all of the wonderful pictures you'd take when you convinced me to let you buy it?" "Uh, yeah, right. Okay, I'll do it." "Great. Here's her address. She's expecting you." "Right now?" "Why, what were you going to do instead?" my wife asked. At least going to take Vonna's picture would get me away from my wife's errand list. "Sure, why not?" Vonna wasn't one of my daughter's "immediate" friends, more like "second tier." I wondered why my daughter wanted this so badly. Then I remembered that my daughter wanted everything badly. Vonna's address was a four story apartment building. My daughter had put the apartment number on the crib sheet. I pushed the button. Without any verbal feedback on the intercom, the door was buzzed open. I took the elevator to the third floor, got out, and wandered down the hall, camera bag in one hand and tripod in the other. I wanted to take steady shots. Besides, I didn't know what the lighting would be like. Vonna answered the door. "Mr. Marcus, thank you for coming. Please, come in." I was embarassed that I didn't know Vonna's nationality, only that her skin was naturally darker than mine, and she had a bit of an accent. The apartment was decorated with statues and wall hangings. I didn't ask. "Can I get you something?" "No thank you." Vonna was dressed in a plain white blouse and a pleated blue skirt that ended above her knees. "Please have a seat," Vonna said, gesturing at the couch. She sat at the other end. "Did your daughter explain what I'd like?" "No, just that you needed a picture taken, that's all." "Well, my boyfriend Dick is in college. It's his birthday today. So is mine. That was what made me know Dick is my soul mate, for life." Oh no! Not another birthday! Well, at least Vonna has a boyfriend. "Happy birthday." "Thank you. Anyway, I want to email him a picture of me on my birthday, as a gift. Can you do that?" "Sure. I'll take a few pictures and you can choose the one you'd like. I'll hook up my camera to your computer and you can send him the picture as an email attachment right away." "Okay, let's get started." "Where do you want me to set up?" "I thought a picture of me on the balcony might be nice. What do you think?" "Well, the natural lighting should be good. Let's try it." I set up the tripod and got the camera out. Vonna brushed her hair, raising her arms above her head. Her flat, bare midriff was exposed as the blouse rose up with her arm movements. Vonna opened the sliding glass door and stepped out onto the narrow balcony. "How's this?" I had already attached the camera to the tripod. I got them into position and framed the shot. Rather than touching the shutter button and perhaps ruining the picture, I held a remote shutter controller in my hand. "Looks fine. Let's try one. There's no wasted film, right?" The day was a bit chilly and the winds blew inconsistently around the building. Vonna's straight dark hair kept blowing onto her face. Each time she raised her hands to pull her hair back, Vonna's nipples pushed at the fabric of her blouse. The cold breezes were making them harder by the minute. "I don't think Mother Nature is going to cooperate," I said. Vonna came back in, looking windblown but natural. "Why don't you take a comfortable position on the couch?" I suggested. Vonna plopped down at one end, with her legs curled under her. The pleated skirt moved up Vonna's thighs. Her legs had a nice shape. "Okay, now give me a smile." Vonna put on a coy grin, as if she was keeping a secret. "Come over and take a look," I said. Vonna bounded from the couch and joined me behind the camera. Whatever Vonna was wearing, it smelled vey nice. Not flowers or anything artificial, more like just a nice smell. "I look wicked, don't I?" Vonna asked. "Maybe a little." "I like that one. Dick will be so surprised." The phone rang. Vonna excused herself. "It's Dick," she said, recognizing the caller id. "Hi, sweetie," she answered. I listened to her half of the conversation. "I've got a surprise for you." Pause. "What is it, honey? Is something wrong?" Pause. "What?" Pause. "How could you?" Pause. "Well, fuck you!" Vonna slammed down the handset, burst into tears and ran out of the room. I didn't know what to do so I just sat there, alone. After a few minutes, Vonna came back into the living room, still dabbing up tears with a damp tissue. "I'm sorry, Mr. Marcus." "Oh, that's okay, Vonna. I guess you got some bad news. I understand." "No, Mr. Marcus, you don't understand at all. I really believed that Dick and I were fated to be together for the rest of our lives. That's the only reason I let him -" So Vonna gave her virginity to Dick. "Now he's dumped me for some college girl." Vonna's tears began to flow. "There, there," I said, trying to comfort her. Before I knew it, I was holding her in my arms, rubbing her back, consoling her, confirming the lack of a bra. Vonna caught her breath and pulled her head back from my shoulder. "Dick had the nerve to tell me he found somebody prettier than me. Can you believe that prick? Aren't I pretty, Mr. Marcus?" "Yes, Vonna, you're very pretty." "And I'm a good kisser. Dick told me so. See?" Vonna planted her full lips on mine. Her kiss was urgent and needy. My lips responded in a more-than-friendly manner. A little voice in the back of my head screamed a warning, but evidently I wasn't paying attention. Vonna took a step back and smiled at our first kiss. She pulled her blouse down, taut against her chest. "And I have a nice body, no?" "No, uh, I mean, yes, you have a nice body. I noticed the moment I came in." Oops, that was too much information. Vonna's coy grin returned. "Mr. Marcus, I still want to send Dick a picture, but a different kind. To show him what he's missing. Stay right there." I did as asked. In a couple of minutes, Vonna's voice called out to me. "What do you think?" I turned around. Vonna had changed into a negligee. It was long sleeved, pink, and very transparent. The nipples that had been hinted at by her blouse were now in full view, dark and hard on full round breasts that stood up proudly. A swatch of matching color rode between Vonna's shapely legs. "This is what Dick is giving up. I want to send a picture that will make him jealous." It was suddenly getting very warm. "All right. Why don't you sit on the couch and I'll take one." Vonna got on the couch, in the same position as before, but much more exposed. "Ready?" "No, wait." Vonna opened the negligee so that most of her breasts were visible through the top. "There. That should make him drool." It was doing that for me. I took a shot. "Let me see." Vonna stood close to me, checking out the picture in the small viewfinder. "That's not good enough. Dick knows what I look like naked. He even bought me this negligee. What was I thinking?" Vonna took off the top but kept the g-string style panties on. "I want to make him really jealous, you know. So he feels the same sense of betrayal and loss that I do." "So how can you do that?" I asked. I hadn't a clue. I was just going along with Vonna's premise. "He'd be jealous if he saw me with someone else," Vonna said. Her coy smile returned. "Did you enjoy our kiss, Mr. Marcus?" "You know I did." "I need a really big favor, Mr. Marcus. Please don't say no." The little voice in the back of my head was screaming, drowned out by the sound of the blood pulsing through my veins. "What do you want, Vonna?" "I want you to take a picture of us, together. That will make Dick jealous." "Okay, just what do you want me to do?" "Come over to the couch. You've got a remote shutter, right?" "Yes." "I'll just sit next to you and you can take the picture from here." "What about my face? I don't want good old Dick coming back and beating the crap out of me." "We'll just erase your face from the picture. Okay?" I walked over to the couch and sat down. "Now, put your arm around me and hold my breast." It was warm, and her nipple throbbed against my palm. "Okay, snap it." I took the shot with the remote in my free hand. Vonna jumped up to check the results. "That isn't much of a jealousy shot. Maybe if we were more intimate." "What do you have in mind?" "Maybe if I was holding your penis. Yeah, that would do it. Do you think you could get it hard?" The deed was already done. I didn't have to tell Vonna, she found out when she unzipped my fly and stuck her hand inside. Vonna snaked my erection through my underwear and out into the open. "Oh my God! Your dick is twice the size of Dick's dick. That will make Dick jealous for sure." said Vonna. "Okay, snap away." I did as instructed. Vonna jumped up, forgetting she was holding on. The tug brought precum to the tip. "Oh, sorry. Let's see. Not bad, but it looks like just a hand job." In fact, since Vonna had posed with her hand still, it wasn't even that. "I know. I'll sit on your lap pretending to have sex. He knows he was my only lover. Seeing me with someone else will hurt him good, especially someone with such a big one." "Pretend sex?" "Sure. That's harmless enough." "Yeah, harmless." Vonna glanced down at my lap. cock sticking out from my pants. It was throbbing with anticipation. "Mr. Marcus, we can't have pretend sex if you still have your clothes on." I took off my pants and shirt and put them behind the couch, out of the picture. "Uh, and your underwear." I dropped my jockeys. After I sat down, Vonna planted herself in my lap, her back towards me, straddling my legs. My penis bounced against her belly. "No, this is no good. It just looks like I'm sitting in someone's lap. That won't make him jealous." Vonna got up and removed the small panties. "It's got to look like we're going to have sex." Vonna got back on my lap, on her knees, still with her back to me. "I'll put your penis between my legs. Why don't you put your hand back on my breast?" With the remote in my left hand, I placed my right hand on Vonna's bare breast. Out of habit, I fondled her pebbly nipple. "Oh, Mr. Marcus, I see you're going for realism. Great!" My erection was too tall for Vonna to straddle and still stay on her knees. "I'm gonna lift up and get into position. You get ready to take the picture, okay?" "Ready when you are." Vonna balanced on her left knee, her left arm holding onto the arm of the couch. With a firm grip, she placed the head of my penis at the entrance to her cunt. She rubbed it back and forth against her moist opening and then took her hand away. It flopped forward. "Damn, it won't stay in position." Vonna tried again, this time pushing the head of my penis into the moist fleshy folds of her cunt lips. "Ooh, Dick's dick never felt like this," Vonna muttered. "Take a picture." I pressed the remote and heard the confiming click. "I'll stay right here. Take one more just to be sure." She lied. She slid down another inch. I repeated the process. "Are we done?" I asked. "You know, Dick will just think this was a set up. He's not very gullible, you know. All he'll see in this photo is me on top of a big cock. He won't believe it unless he has proof." With no warning, Vonna slid half way down my erection. She let out a hiss, breathing hard, her breast rising and falling under my fingers. "This isn't pretend sex." "I know, but now Dick will see I've taken half of it. Picture, please." I took two shots, just to be sure. "Is that enough?" I asked. I didn't know how long I could hold out, sitting still with my erection firmly planted in Vonna's pussy. "I know Dick. You've gone as far into me as he did with his whole cock. No, if I'm going to make him jealous, I have to -" Vonna slid down the rest of my erection. "- take all of you. Take the picture." I did as asked. "Do you want to get off now?" I meant get off of my lap. "Oh, yes, Mr. Marcus. Do I ever! I never thought you'd ask." Vonna began humping, up and down, riding me like a pogo stick. "Oh, oh, oooh, you've got Dick's dick beat by a mile." Vonna was exaggerating. It was just a few inches. "Don't stop. Keep going. Fuck me. Oh, fuck me silly with your big dick." The deed was done, I might as well enjoy it. I now had both hands on her breasts, squeezing them and pulling on her nipples. Vonna's fingers occasionally touched my penis as she played with herself. We were going at it hot and heavy. Dick was an idiot to dump Vonna for someone else. Maybe he thought a pussy in the hand was worth more than a distant bush. Vonna picked up the remote for the camera that I had dropped to caress and squeeze her other breast. "Vonna, I'm gonna cum. You'd better get up." "No way. I'm not getting off until I have an orgasm. Besides, I'm on the pill." Free of the worry of getting Vonna pregnant, I put everything into my assault. I moved my hands to Vonna's hips and bounced her on my erection, over and over. She was moaning and whimpering. I knew she had reached a climax when she sucked in her breath, held it and squeezed her legs together. Exhausted, she fell to one side, my erection slipping out from her well-exercised pussy. "So, do you think those pictures will get Dick jealous?" I asked. "Dick who?" Vonna replied. "Bring your camera." Vonna staggered into her bedroom. I followed. Getting the pictures from the camera into Vonna's computer was as easy as me getting into Vonna's cunt. Plug and play. We watched the progression of pictures flash by in slide show mode. The ones she took of us fucking were quite exciting and explicit. "So, which ones are you going to send Dick?" I asked. "None of them. Being ignored is worse than being trashed. It's the ultimate humiliation. But I want to keep these for my own pleasure, if that's okay with you." "Sure, but promise me you'll erase my face." "From the pictures, okay, but not from my memory." Vonna kissed me, tongue and all, our last of the afternoon. At least I had a couple of pictures with Vonna's clothes on that I could show back at home. I'd save the rest on a Zip disk for my own enjoyment. ### An Original H M Tale Send feedback to the email address in my profile. Please write and tell me what holidays you'd like included in the series. Copyright © 2002, HarveyMarcus. All Rights Reserved. Double Birthday Present 'Thirty years old'...I grumbled to myself. It was Saturday night and I sat in my apartment feeling sorry for myself. My sisters or parents hadn't even bothered to call me on my birthday. I flopped down on the sofa and turned on the T.V., flipping through the channels. I should have gone out or something, but my mood was so gloomy. I had trouble getting up the energy to go anywhere, so I had a frozen dinner entree, showered and had dressed in an old comfy pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I had flipped through all the T.V. channels at least twice, when I heard a knock at the door. I looked at the clock. It was 8:30 pm. "Dammit," I muttered as I went to the door. Opening the door, I found Dan and Mark, two brothers and old friends. Each carried a six pack of beer and stood there with big grins waiting for me to let them in. I had casually dated Dan several years before and still considered him a friend. His brother Mark was married and didn't get out much. Though they were brothers they didn't resemble each other. Dan was tall, fair and lanky with dark hair and blue eyes. His brother on the other hand was a half foot shorter with a dark complexion, huskier build and brown hair. "What are you two up to tonight," I grumbled and frowned. "This town is dead tonight," commented Dan. "We thought we'd both stop by and drink a few beers with you. You busy?" "Guess not," I snapped. "Whoa, you are in a foul mood. What's up, babe?" asked Dan. I opened the door and motioned for them to come in. They sat on opposite ends of the sofa. I settled down in the chair. "Looks like you need one of these beers." Said Dan. "Straight up or a glass?" I hesitated for a moment, but decided maybe a few beers would put me in a better mood. "I guess a glass," I said. I went to the kitchen for a glass. Returning I reached over to take the beer Mark held out and Dan pulled me down on the sofa between them. "Hey!" I yelled. Dan laughed and said, "Ok Suzy, tell me what's bothering you?" Pouring beer into my glass, I snapped. "Nothing...nothing at all." "Come on...I know something's eating at you. You're always in a good mood. I was telling Mark here that we'd get to laugh and enjoy this beer if we stopped. Right, Mark?" "Yeah," nodded Mark. Drinking down a good 1/3 of my beer I took a deep breath and said, "It's my birthday, I'm 30, I'm old and I'm bored!" "Hey hear that Mark, it's her birthday." Dan leaned over and said, "Well, Happy Birthday Suzy. And...you're not old. You still got it." I knew he was looking at my tits. I have large breasts and nipples and fondly remembered that Dan always enjoyed them. Shaking my head and getting a grin out of me, I said, "Thanks, you two." We spent the next hour laughing and drinking beer, making pee trips in between. Finally, we were all a little buzzed, not drunk but feeling good. After another bathroom trip, I sat between the two men again. I reached for my beer and felt Dan's hand touch my thigh. Next to me Mark reached over and rubbed my back. Glancing over at Dan and then Mark, I giggled. 'Hey what are you two trying to pull? Dan looked at Mark and then looked at me and said, "How about we give you a birthday present you won't forget?" I knew what they meant. But both of them? I thought. I looked at both then a thought struck me, "You two planned this, didn't you?" "No, Suz, honestly we didn't. But who's it going to hurt? And you might just have some fun." Dan's hand was rubbing my thigh as Mark's other hand reached over to caress my breasts lightly. My nipples hardened under Mark's touch as Dan leaned over and kissed me. I groaned as his tongue slipped inside my mouth. He pulled my hand to his crotch letting me feel his hard cock growing and pushing against the zipper of his jeans. I remembered his 9" thick cock and the idea of feeling that inside me again was turning me on. Mark's hand had now pushed up under my shirt to rub the lacy material of my bra; teasing and pinching my nipples making me squirm. "Come on birthday girl; let's go get comfortable on your bed," said Dan. In the bedroom, both brothers stripped off their clothes, cocks pointing straight at me as I sat on the edge of the bed. Walking closer to me, their cocks aimed at me, I reached out grasping one in each hand. Pulling them closer, I leaned forward slipping Dan's cock inside my mouth, working my tongue around the head while stroking him with my hand. I switched to his brother's cock. He was a little smaller than and not as thick as Dan, but with a beautiful shaped mushroom head that was begging to be sucked. I stretched my lips around it, enjoying the feel of both in my hands. I switched back and forth, getting them both slick with my saliva. "That's it baby; show him how good you are." Dan said. At that urging, I slid Mark's cock deeper into my throat, getting a groan out him. Sensing both were getting too close, I stopped. Dan reached down and pulled my t-shirt off over my head and I reached back to unfasten my bra. His eyes lit up as my breasts bounced free of my bra. I slipped my jeans down over my hips and slid over on the bed. Dan was beside me, reaching for my breast, sucking my nipple between his lips; I gasped as the muscles of my pussy twitched. Intent on the sensations Dan was causing, I hadn't notice Mark had positioned himself between my legs. But I felt his cock rubbing up and down my pussy slit. I pushed my hips up toward him as his brother worked my tits. Feeling Mark's cock rub against my clit, I opened my legs further encouraging him to push his cock in. I moaned as the head pushed past my lips, slipping inside, stretching me open. I shoved my hips against him to force more of his cock into me, feeling an orgasm close. Sensing my need, Dan increased his attention to my breasts and nipples, pushing my breasts together so he could go from one nipple to the other back and forth, flicking his tongue and then sucking on them. "Oh yes," I cried, slamming my hips repeatedly up against Mark's and pulling Dan closer to my breasts. The sensations of having Dan kiss and suck my sensitive nipples and Mark fucking was pushing me over the edge. I felt Mark's cock swell larger as pumped his cock in me. Finally he rammed in deep. I cried out as my orgasm hit me and I felt his cock spurting inside me. Flopping down beside me, Dan traded him places sliding his big cock all the way in wet with my juices and his brother's cum. My body reacted again as he stretched and filled me. Stopping and pulling out he lay on his back and pulled me atop of him. Grabbing his cock, I positioned him, taking him in one stroke. I knew he liked this position so he could watch and fondle my bouncing breasts. Next to us, Mark was stroking his cock back to life. He stroked himself as he watched me ride his brother's cock, tits bouncing, Dan pinching and teasing them. Standing up, he moved around behind me and I felt his hands on the cheeks of my ass, kneading, probing and spreading them apart. He wet his middle finger with the juices and his cum flowing from my pussy and teased my asshole lightly. Sliding his finger in a bit, wiggling, I groaned, leaning forward as I rode Dan's cock. Stopping when he felt some resistance, Mark started sliding a little of his finger in out of my ass, until finally he was able to push the entire length in. I whimpered as I felt his finger and his brother's cock in both holes. He added a second finger, burning a bit, but he took his time, easing his digits in my hole. Pulling both fingers out, he leaned me further forward over Dan, as I felt the tip of his cock press against my asshole. I heard him whisper, "Relax, I won't hurt you." Dan' grinned as he stopped his gyrations while his brother's cock pushed against my backside. Relaxing, I felt the tip of his large cock head slip in. Oh, God, it felt so painfully good. Feeling resistance, he whispered, "Bare down and relax." Listening to him, I felt his cock slide deeper in my backside, until I felt his stomach against me. I felt so full, two cocks buried deep inside me. Mark started slowing fucking my ass. At the same time, Dan held his cock in me, slipping a large nipple in his mouth sucking and licking to his brother's movement. Feeling the burning in my ass, the cock filling up my pussy and Dan's mouth, I could feel my orgasm approaching. Mark was pumping faster now, groaning and breathing hard. I squealed when he rammed in hard as he let loose his cum in my ass. Pulling out, cum dripping down my ass onto his brothers balls, Dan started slamming his cock into me my pussy harder and harder cumming as he came with my own orgasm. Spent, cum filled and knowing I would be tired and maybe a bit sore; I curled up on the bed. Both brothers leaned over, kissed me and said, "Happy Birthday Baby!" as my eyes drifted shut. Double Birthday Surprise Disappointingly, Derrick was at work when I got in after a week away at a conference. He had warned me he might be on duty, as new rosters were being drawn up while I was away. Derrick's firehouse was one of the busiest in the city and, like many engine companies, chronically understaffed due to budget woes in our large city. I hoped that he would be able to be off on his birthday, two weeks hence. Not that I had any idea what to buy for him, but I kept hoping that inspiration would hit soon. I unpacked and slid my suitcase under the bed. It caught on something and I reached under the bed to pull out the obstacle, then laughed out loud. One of his "screw books", as he referred to the magazines that both of us enjoyed looking at. I guess he HAD missed me! This was one I hadn't seen and, due to the crinkled paper and old date on it, was apparently one that had made its rounds at the firehouse for some time. It was folded open to a photo spread of two gorgeous and well-endowed women, one brunette and one redhead, pleasuring one another. Something I'd read once came back to me. A survey of heterosexual men indicated that their number one fantasy was to see two women together. The perfect birthday gift suddenly came to mind! After considering, then discarding several names, I decided to ask Rochelle if she'd be interested in surprising Derrick in a couple of weeks. Rochelle had a pretty wild reputation in college and the sporadic conversations I'd had with her in the twelve years since we graduated indicated that nothing had changed in that department. Her physical appearance was a bit more mainstream, though. She'd traded in her spiked blue-tipped hairstyle in favor of letting her dark hair grow to her shoulderblades and had left off the chemicals to allow it to gently flow in soft ripples. With my waist-length red hair, we were a close match to the two women in Derrick's screw book. A small miracle, Rochelle was home when I called and said she absolutely LOVED the idea. She was concerned that I had no experience with women but I was feeling bold at the time and said that I'd let her take the lead when the time came. She jokingly said that she'd take it easy with me but for me not to be afraid to let loose and let her know what I wanted to try. I spent the intervening two weeks hinting to Derrick that I had a big surprise planned for his birthday, but would give him no details. I told him that I wanted to take him to his favorite restaurant. This would give Rochelle time to get to our house and let herself in. I took care with my appearance that evening, dressing in such a way that made Derrick think that we were going to rush home right after dinner and make each other dessert. I put on his favorite bra, a half-bra with serious underwires that lifted my breasts together and up to form a delicious cleavage. My silk blouse was wispy enough that he could see the lace on the bra. For the first time in more than a year, I pulled on thigh-high stockings. My full skirt concealed the fact that I wore no panties, a fact that I announced to Derrick when we arrived at the restaurant. Dinner was rushed, as Derrick clearly wanted to get home. He asked me what the big surprise was and I told him I would give it to him at home. "Bigger than a breadbox?" he teased. I pretended to think about the answer, but I could tell that he thought I had purchased a stereo component he'd had his eye on. Oh, he'd have something in stereo, all right! I phoned Rochelle from the lobby when Derrick went to get the car so she'd know to open the door just as we arrived on the threshold. We had agreed to dress alike, for all that we were going to STAY dressed for any length of time, and her bra and stockings matched mine. On the way home, Derrick huskily told me to pull up my skirt and he drove with one hand buried in my red muff. At a stop light on a lightly travelled road, he reached over and stroked my nipples. I knew that being hot would help ease any discomfort I might have with Rochelle, so I encouraged his attentions. When Rochelle swung the door open just as we reached it, he seemed disappointed. I pushed him inside and pulled out his magazine from my purse, handing it to him as I went to put my arm around Rochelle. "I thought you might like to see the movie, now that you've read the book," I said. His mouth opened into an "O" of surprise and Rochelle and I together said "Happy Birthday!" Stunned, Derrick slid onto the couch. I turned to Rochelle and kissed her, my first woman-to-woman kiss. Gently at first, then her lips opened and our tongues were sliding together as her hands stroked my back. Rochelle sucked very gently on my tongue, something no man had ever done, and I felt a ripple of excitement run through me. This was going to be a surprise for me, too. She ran her hands under my blouse and began to stroke my back, then lazily unclasped my bra. As she undid my blouse and let it slip to the floor, I shrugged out of my bra. Her blouse was more low-cut than mine, so I slid my hands into the cups of her lacy bra and caressed her breasts before unbuttoning her blouse and tugging it from her arms. I slid my hands over her bra, then around to the back, where I unhooked it as she had done mine. I brought my hands to her front and slid my hands under the bra, sliding my thumbs over her nipples before pushing her bra over her arms. She stroked the back of my neck with one hand, while slowly sliding the fingers of her other hand over my breasts. Taking her lead, I did the same to her breasts and felt her nipples harden and heard her gasp softly. In one fluid movement, I slid my hand around her neck and pulled her mouth to mine, again tasting her faintly apricot taste as our tongues danced together again. Her mouth then slid to my breasts and she sucked each nipple, going from one to the other, then very slowly slid down the length of my body, tugging my skirt to the floor as she did so. Somehow, her own skirt ended up on the floor as well, and, as she slowly rose to a stooping position, her hand found my clit and she ran her thumb over its hardness and slid her fingers into my sopping pussy. Slowly, slowly, it was agonizingly sweet. I sucked in my breath hard as her tongue replaced her fingers. I slipped my own fingers into her hair and braced myself. She brought me nearly to orgasm, then stood again, pulling my hands to her breasts, while she lowered her mouth onto mine. My own juices tasted odd on my tongue but I found that I liked the first-time sensation. Realizing that Rochelle would like to be pleasured as I did, I gently pinched her nipples and alternately ran my hands over their firmness, just as Derrick often did to me. Rochelle's low moans indicated that my actions were having the effect I had anticipated. I was surprised when Rochelle broke away from me, but it was only to slide her hand into her purse. When she turned back to me, she had a double dildo in her hand. A low cry came from Derrick but she did not look at him. She put one of the dildos into her mouth and slowly licked and sucked it. Then she lowered it and slid it into her pussy. I moved forward and took the other dildo into my hot pussy. We rocked slowly together as our hands and mouths continued to explore one another's bodies. As I felt myself beginning to climax, I leaned forward and began to suck and pinch her nipples hard. Small animal cries came from Rochelle as she shuddered with her own orgasm. Nearly spent, we supported each other, then looked over at Derrick. He had taken his cock from his pants and, with a glassy look on his face, was rapidly stroking himself. "Go take care of the birthday boy," Rochelle murmured, and pushed me backward gently. The dildo slipped from my pussy and I went and knelt in front of Derrick, taking his cock into my mouth. I felt something move behind me and Rochelle went onto her knees and slipped the dildo back into me. As she rocked back and forth, her hands cupping my breasts, I continued to suck Derrick's large dick. Right before he blew his load, he pulled his cock from my mouth and shot his full cream onto my breasts, pulling my hands up to join Rochelle's. She managed to pinch my slippery nipples as our four hands massaged my breasts. I came again just before Rochelle cried out and leaned into my hair. We all stayed still for a moment, then the spell seemed to have been broken. "Happy Birthday?" I said. It came out as a question and Derrick replied, "Happy Birthday, indeed."