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A Birthday Surprise

By: WhosOnFirst



Sharon was running late for her lunch date with Kathy and Donna. They usually met every few months for lunch to get caught up with each other's lives. Sharon had recently retired from teaching at the local high school and missed some of her friends. 

Today was her birthday and she didn't look anywhere near 54 years old. Kathy had called last week to set up the luncheon date on her birthday so they would have two reasons to get together.

Kathy was also newly retired from the same high school. Donna was still teaching physical education and was about 15 years younger than her girlfriends. The three had become good friends when Sharon and Kathy were still teaching. Their common interests for their children and making crafts had bonded them into a tight little group. 

As Sharon increased her speed through the sleepy river town, she was only two blocks from the Italian restaurant on Front Street when she noticed the police cruiser. She tapped the brakes several times in order to reduce her speeding Ford Explorer, but was still 15 MPH over the limit as she passed the two local cops sitting in the empty parking. 

Holding her breath, she continued down the street while keeping an eye in her rear view mirror. Evidently, they were going to let her go today. She exhaled a loud breath and continued down the block and made a left hand turn into the Luigi's parking lot.

"Why'd you let her go Sarge?" asked the young patrolman. He had only been on the job for about six months, after mustering out of the Army military police at twenty-eight.

"Bobby, who said we were going to let that little cunt go?" the beefy Sergeant answered with a smile on his face.

"I've seen her around town for years and know that she sometimes meets other women at Luigi's. We'll check back in about an hour or so, after they've had a few cocktails. A DUI arrest is easier to make than a driving too fast for conditions bust. Besides, maybe we can nail 'em all for drunk driving in about an hour. Hell, we might get lucky and they could resist arrest." laughed the Sarge.

Bobby looked at the evil grin spreading across Sarge's broad face and started to anticipate what his training officer was talking about. He was no angel himself and had enjoyed some of his own "peace keeping" missions with the local women, while stationed in Bosnia. The Sarge started up the cruiser and headed towards the Burger King located a few miles away. 

Kathy and Donna were waiting in the lobby when Sharon arrived. After checking in her wool winter coat, the other two both hugged Sharon as they said hello. Sharon had worn a creme colored dress that accented her beautiful long brown hair.

Kathy was always less formal and wore long pants with a baggy pullover sweater. While Donna was still a gym teacher, she always wore skirts and blouses to school. Today was no exception as she wore a tight black skirt with high heels, that showed off her muscular shapely legs. Many of the boys at school had dreamed about the "hot" gym teacher with the great legs. For that matter, so had most of the male teachers, principals, and even a few of the school female athletic coaches. 

After informing the restaurant greeter that they were now ready, they were shown to a nice table back in the corner. After a few minutes, a young waiter had returned and they all ordered some wine. Since the school was administering some new type of achievement tests today, gym classes had been cancelled and Donna didn't need to return. 

All three women were enjoying each other's company, the good food, and each had three to four glasses of wine with their meal. All three had a light "buzz" as the waiter returned with their checks. Kathy and Donna insisted on paying for Sharon's since it was her birthday. 

"You look great for a grandmother, and a very sexy fifty-four," beamed Donna to her friend. 

"Thank you Donna, but you're the one with the perfect body at 37. I should be so lucky. As to my sex appeal, it's been a somewhat long dry spell since my divorce last year." replied Sharon.

"Don't be silly Sharon, any man would be lucky to be with you," Kathy chimed in. "My husband always said what a great ass you have," slurred Kathy. 

At that remark, all three laughed at their obvious tipsy conditions and headed out into the parking lot. Sharon walked behind the other two and watched as Kathy and Donna were slightly unsteady on their feet. Donna's spiked heels didn't help matters that much. 

"Listen girls, why don't I give you both a ride home? You don't look too steady and I'm not easily affected by a few drinks." Sharon offered. After a few mild objections, they all climbed into her Explorer and Sharon drove out of the parking lot.

The Sarge and his young partner had returned about fifteen minutes earlier and watched from their cruiser as the three attractive women climbed into the SUV. "Looks like we might have some fun this afternoon," chuckled the older cop. Bobby felt a familiar stirring in his dark blue trousers as the Explorer drove by. After giving them a short lead, the cruiser pulled out onto the road and followed.

Sharon was driving out of town towards Kathy's home on Beaver Run Road and laughing at her giddy friends. She was starting up the mountain road when she noticed the police cruiser in her mirror. "Oh shit!" she said loudly. 

"What's the matter Sharon?" Kathy asked. 

"Those two cops were watching me as I was speeding on the way in to meet you guys for lunch. And now there back on my tail." she answered. Both Donna and Kathy looked back at the cops, but didn't see any reason for concern. 

"Don't worry, they would already have stopped us if we were doing anything wrong," Donna giggled.

"I guess you're right," Sharon replied. She continued up the mountain road as the cruiser stayed back about a quarter of a mile.

"We'll stop these bitches up at the top of the mountain. That way, we won't have a lot of other cars or houses in the area." 

"What's the plan Sarge?" Bobby asked. 

"We'll just stop them and maybe do a strip search," bellowed the older cop and he roared at his own joke. Bobby laughed along and felt his own heart rate increase with the excitement.

As Sharon approached the mountain peak, she noticed the cruiser closing on her rapidly. The other two noticed the change in her demeanor and looked back at the familiar red and white lights flashing behind them. Sharon pulled over and tried to gain her composure as she watched the large, cop step out of his vehicle from her side view mirror. She lowered her window and offered a "What's the problem officer?" in her friendliest voice. 

"License and registration Ma'am. And shut off your motor," ordered the uniformed policeman. 

Kathy and Donna were looking out the other side of the car at the muscular looking policeman standing almost parallel to his partner. They both had an uneasy feeling at the slight grin he was wearing. 

"Please step out of the vehicle, Ma'am. We're going to have to give you all the field sobriety test."

"Why must my friends get out? I'm the one driving," protested Sharon.

"Out of the damn car," bellowed the cop. Sharon and her two friends got out of the Explorer and were all marched over to the side of the road. "Hands on the vehicle, all three of you," he ordered.

Sharon and Kathy stole a glance at each other and both had a look of disbelief on their faces. Stepping over to her Explorer, Sharon placed her hands on the right front fender. Kathy quickly followed suit at the passenger door. Donna's mouth had dropped open and she wasn't moving. The fear was obvious from her expression. 

"Get your cute little ass over against the car honey-- and I mean RIGHT FUCKING NOW!" ordered the large policeman.

Donna stumbled in the gravel with her high heels and the young cop grabbed her arm and led her to the car. She also paced her palms against the side and shivered as a cold gust of wind blew down off the mountain. 

"We're going to have to frisk you for weapons and then administer a sobriety test to all of you. So keep your hands on the vehicle and take two wide steps back with your feet," commanded the Sarge.

All three of the women complied and the younger cop stepped up behind Donna. She shivered as his hands reached inside her open coat and expertly moved over her voluptuous body. After several unnecessary squeezes, he worked up and down her thighs and gave her firm butt an extra squeeze. 

"She's clean Sarge." Kathy was next given the work-over and Bobby's hands found their way under her sweater. "Wow Sarge, she's really packing some dandies here," he said as his hands cupped her large breasts. Her long pants provided some protection, but he still managed to touch places that were only reserved for her husband.

"I'll handle the driver myself," said the Sarge. Stepping in behind her, he opened her overcoat with one thick hand while pressing the other one against her back. Moving his heavy leather shoe between her feet, he moved her legs further apart. 

When his free hand moved under her coat, he smiled as his fingers detected her ample breasts swinging free without a bra to encase them. Sharon closed her eyes and silently cursed herself as she felt her nipples grow hard from being handled by the burly policeman.

"Hey Sarge, I think she likes that," laughed the young cop. Still smiling the Sarge stooped down and slid his rough hands up between her spread legs. Sharon only hoped that her silence would help end their ordeal more quickly. She jumped when the thick fingers bumped against her panty-clad pussy. After a moment the fingers were removed and she started to relax.

"We're going to have to take you all back to the station for a more reliable test," stated the older cop. Sharon started to protest when he pulled her hands back and expertly slapped a steel handcuff onto her wrist. 

Bobby did the same with Donna. They stood there as the Sarge produced a nylon electrical tie from his jacket pocket and wrapped it around Kathy's wrists.

"Where are you taking us, you sonofabitch?!!" yelled Sharon.

"Just shut up and get in the cruiser, little lady," the Sarge replied with a smirk on his face.

Bobby helped to get all three of the handcuffed women into the back seat of the car, and proceeded to get into the Explorer. The Sarge got in his car and continued over the backside of Mount Tussey. 

Sharon and the other women shared looks of disbelief as they sat uncomfortably with the steel and nylon cuffs biting into their wrists. Kathy was crying softly and Donna did her best to console her. After a mile further, the big patrolman slowed the cruiser and made a right turn onto a dirt lane leading through the trees. Bobby followed in Sharon's Explorer. 

"Where are you taking us?' stammered Donna. The cop picked up his radio and called in his lunch break, even though they had already eaten an hour earlier. After driving another half mile, they came to a pine cabin. The officer pulled up next to the door and got out. He walked up three steps onto a porch and reached above the door jam. With a key he retrieved, he unlocked the cabin and left the heavy door stand open. 

When he returned to the cruiser, Bobby had already opened the door and had Sharon and Kathy standing next to him. The Sarge reached in to help the shapely blonde gym teacher.

After all three women had been helped out of the cruiser, the Sarge motioned for Bobby to move them up to the cabin's porch. He waited at the wooden steps and grabbed Sharon by the arm and roughly pulled her up the three steps. "What do you want? What are you going to do to us? You're police officers-you should be protecting us." Sharon nearly shouted.

The Sarge pulled out his polished hickory riot stick and placed it under Sharon's chin. "We'll do whatever the hell we want, so shut your big mouth cunt." roared the beefy cop. Bobby had the other two standing on the porch during the commotion, and all three, terrified, shackled women were pushed through the cabin's door.

The older cop went over into the corner and retrieved a large kerosene heater. He set it in the center of the cabin's first floor and lit it with a zippo lighter. He'd obviously had been here before.

Sharon looked around her surroundings and saw that the cabin had an open loft built for a second story with two large log poles supporting the beams under the loft. Her eyes caught several round iron rings hanging from the beams overhead. The big cop retrieved several coils of nylon rope from a box near the empty fireplace. Keeping one coil, he tossed the others to the younger cop who caught them in the air. 

Grabbing Sharon's cuffed hands, he looped the end of rope around the chain connecting the metal bracelets and tied a quick knot. At six feet-three he merely raised his arms and pulled the other end of the loop through one of the iron rings. Sharon gasped when he pulled her arms overhead, causing her to spread her feet to keep her balance. She had to rise up on her tiptoes to keep the handcuffs from biting into her sore wrists. 

Bobby, the young patrolman similarly tied Donna up on her toes in her tight black skirt and high heels. Kathy was starting to sob softly and Sarge merely pushed her into a high backed chair, between the other two. "Please, don't hurt her," begged Sharon. "We'll do whatever you want--just don't hurt us."

The Sarge and Bobby were all smiles at that remark. Bobby looked at the gym teacher suspended in front of him and she repeated her friend's words. "You do what you want with us, and we'll cooperate-okay?'

Without any warning, the young cop reached over to Donna's tight blouse and ripped it open, sending the buttons flying. Her quickened breathing caused her breasts to rise and fall in the flimsy bra she was wearing.

Her eyes grew wide when he opened a lock blade and slowly slid it up her belly. With care he slipped the sharp blade under the junction between her cups and sliced it free causing her perky breasts to be exposed. With a few more slices, her bra and blouse were obliterated and she stood with her firm breasts exposed.

She gritted her teeth, determined not to give them the satisfaction of seeing the dread rising in her throat. The heater was just starting to warm the cabin, but the cool air and her shame made her tanned nipples stick out. 

"If you remove these cuffs, I won't give you any trouble. Please they're really hurting me." Sharon asked the older cop. He gave her a hard look in her eyes. From his years of experience as a Philly cop, he could tell almost instantly if someone was lying. 

Before answering, he unbuckled his gun belt and stood on his tiptoes to loop it over the overhead beam. He then knelt down and pulled out his back-up snub-nosed 38 from his ankle holster. He also placed that on top of the beam a feet away, where only he was tall enough to reach in a hurry.

At 245 pounds, he knew that the longhaired woman in front of him wouldn't be any trouble, especially since he still had the nightstick handy. He moved to Sharon's ear and whispered quietly and she nodded to the affirmative. 

Loosening the rope pulling her arms overhead, he lowered it and undid the cuffs. Sharon sighed with relief as she rubbed her chafed wrists. Her calves were starting to cramp from standing partly on her tiptoes to try and relieve the strain on her arms. 

After a few seconds, the Sarge said, "A deal's a deal honey. You know what we agreed to." 

Sharon quickly undid her long dress and pulled it from her shoulders. She stood unashamedly with her large breasts in plain view as she stepped out of the dress. Now in only her panties, she hesitated a few seconds before sliding them down her legs. She shivered slightly as the cool air caressed the growing dampness coating her upper thighs.

The Sarge stepped over to Sharon and pulled her close with the nightstick in the small of her back. Bending forward, he kissed her lips roughly. Sharon met his advance and offered no resistance, with her lips open, she felt his thick tongue probing her mouth. After a few moments the Sarge stepped back and started undoing his shirt and kicked off his shoes.

With his eyes, he motioned Sharon to help with his trousers. He reached out and undid the wide leather belt around his middle. Unbuckling his pants, she slowly lowered his zipper, and could feel his growing cock straining against her hand. When the pants dropped to the floor, she hooked her thumbs inside his blue boxers, and pulled them down. 

The Sarge's thick cock sprang forward and bumped against her. When she stooped to help him step out of his pants, she could smell the tangy aroma wafting from his privates. With the trousers now on the floor, Sharon knelt before him and kissed the Sarge's erect manhood.

With his nightstick behind the base of her head, he gently pulled her forward. Sharon opened wide as the dark-plum colored head pushed inside her lips. She felt the velvety skin against her tongue and she made her mouth a wet-vac. 

The Sarge threw his head back as the skilled cunt servicing him needed little encouragement. He relished in the slurping coming from his still growing member. As his passion started to escalate, he removed the nightstick and pulled her upright. Kissing her deeply he could taste his own tangy flavor on her lips and mouth. Being a large powerful man, he threw his stick aside and scooped her up with one arm under her legs.

As Sharon was being carried to the large sofa in the middle of the room, she no longer feared the big man. He lowered her to sofa and pulled one leg onto the floor. Kneeling at her feet, she watched as the Sarge started kissing her toes and ankles. Slowly working his way up her thighs, he planted wet kisses and bites as he went. 

Sarge stopped at her upper thigh and traced the bear tattoo guarding the entrance to her cunt with his tongue. Sharon moved her legs wider as his she felt his hot breath caressing her shaved lips. Circling her gaping pussy, the big cop started kissing her slit with a light touch. Sharon's hands moved slowly to the large shaved head bobbing below her. 

After a minute of the light kisses he slowly traced a wet circle around her cunt lips. Several revolutions later his tongue ever so lightly touched her swollen clit. 

Sharon's hands moved behind the thick neck and pulled harder. Her eyes closed involuntarily when the thick tongue plunged deep into her oozing gash. The Sarge's tongue then lightly flicked her swollen clit causing Sharon to lift her legs higher and wrap around his neck. He ate her greedily and slurped all the juices spilling from her.

Within a short time, Sharon was clenching harder onto the big head between her legs. When she felt a thick finger probe her slickened anus, her whole body went into spasms as she came in waves. As she relaxed somewhat she turned her head and saw that Kathy was watching her intently from the chair where she had been shoved.

The Sarge now helped her up from the sofa and he sat down . Taking her hand he pulled her back so she could sit on him while he manhandled her breasts. Sharon directed him to lie down and she straddled his thick thighs with her knees. When she felt his cock touch her lips, she reached down and rubbed her juices on his bulbous head. 

When they were both well coated, she sat back and gasped as his thickness invaded her soft tissues. Adjusting quickly to the sudden burn , she used her strong legs to rock on the spike buried within her. Looking over at Kathy, she saw her friend now watching the young cop plunging roughly into their blonde friend.

Donna was seated on the kitchen counter and had her shapely legs hooked over his shoulders. With her eyes closed, she seemed to be caught up in the moment and was oblivious to her friends watching. 

At the Sarge's order, Sharon was now bobbing up and down with more force. He used his powerful hips to thrust upward and she felt the thick head bumping her cervix. As her legs started to tire, Sarge bucked even harder and a low growl escaped his lips.


A Birthday Surprise



Sharon felt their combined juices running down her legs, and she pulled free from the lance impaling her. From the sounds in the kitchen, Bobby and Donna had come a few moments after the Sarge. Before getting up, Sarge pulled Sharon down and gave her a gentle kiss. 

As Bobby walked into the living room, he gave the Sarge a mischievous look and the Sarge nodded without a word. Both men walked over to where Kathy was still sitting in her chair with her hands bound in her lap.

"Since your friends took you off the hook today, it's only right that you clean us up." said Bobby. As Kathy sat back wide eyed in her chair, the Sarge slapped his semi erect cock against her mouth. 

When she started to protest, he plunged it roughly into her mouth. Kathy was trying to lick the juices off his member without gagging. A minute later, he pulled out, and she felt her head being turned to the other side.

Trying to get her breath, she was quickly greeted by the young cop's long dick in her mouth. While stunned by the treatment, she found that the combined taste of her friends' juices and strange cocks was not all unpleasant. After cleaning him thoroughly, he stepped back and thanked her with a kiss.

All three women watched as the two cops quickly dressed and prepared to leave. They were given stern warnings about the consequences, should they report any of the afternoon's activities.

As the cops walked out to their cruiser, Sharon's eyes looked up at the small snub-nosed 38 still lying on the beam. Pulling a chair over, she stood on the chair and stretched upward, retrieving the heavy little gun. 

"Sharon, what are you going to do!?" asked Kathy. 

"Be quiet, I've got a little surprise for that big sonofabitch," she answered. Her friends pleaded with her as she walked out the cabin door, naked with the gun at her side.

The two cops were laughing and turned around quickly when their eyes caught movement. "Hey, you dirty bastard,---looks like you forgot something." 

Both policemen didn't make a move as the longhaired nude women walked towards them with the revolver leveled at Sarge's midsection. As she approached him, a smile spread over his large face.

"Careful honey, I wouldn't want to ruin a perfect afternoon. I hope we weren't too rough on your other friend, Kathy." said the Sarge, matter-of-factly. 

Sharon lowered the gun and smiled, "Are you kidding, she almost came herself, just watching us today. She wasn't expecting to participate, and that little clean-up you had her do was great. Next time, we'll be lucky if she doesn't push us aside and rape you both silly." added Sharon. 

She gave Sarge his gun and a final kiss goodbye. "I'll see you both for dinner tonight after your shift. Donna and I are going to make you a special meal." 

The Sarge and Bobby got into their cruiser and drove back to the main road. They were really looking forward to couple of juicy steaks and maybe round two for dessert.



A Birthday Surprise



He had just finished checking his email and was scrolling through a new story on his favourite site when there was a knock at the door. Scrambling to hide his erection beneath a sweatshirt that had been hung on the back of the chair, he quickly changed windows on the screen before calling, "Come in."

The door opened and a woman with dark hair and dark eyes came into the room. She closed the door and smiled at him. "I hope you don't mind me just showing up," she said, taking off her jacket to reveal a red blouse and black skirt. "I wanted to surprise you."

He stared at this woman, certain he'd never seen her before and wondering if she had the wrong house. "I'm sorry-" he began, but she interrupted him.

"Ohhhh," she said, "You don't recognise me." She smiled and came closer to his chair, tugging at the sweatshirt he'd hastily draped over his lap. "But I can tell that you like what you see, nonetheless." She had leant over, and he could see down her blouse to her breasts. He could also smell her breath, smelling faintly of mint, and her perfume, a wonderful fruity smell. Her voice sounded odd to him, American perhaps, softly lilting but coming from low in her throat.

He swallowed hard, wondering what to say. "I'm sorry-" he tried again, but again got no further as she placed her finger against his lips. He fell silent as she slowly traced her long nail around his lips. He stared at her, her face subtly made up, her hair swept up into a clip, her eyes roaming his face and body as though she were looking for something. Her gaze lingered on his lap, where his erection still pressed against his jeans. Not wanting to sound foolish by apologizing again, he said nothing.


Feeling suddenly bold, he reached up with one hand and brushed his fingers over her cheek. Her skin was quite warm to the touch despite the chill in the room, and she smiled at him, sinking down to her knees in front of him, so that to maintain the eye contact that he now couldn't bear to break, he had to look down at her. He still didn't know who she was but thought he might make a case for love at first sight – or at any rate, lust at first sight. He couldn't stop himself from imagining his cock between those full lips, or those long nails digging into his back as he thrust into her pussy.

She smiled – had she guessed his thoughts? Her hand reached up behind his neck and she pulled his face to hers, her tongue snaking out between her perfect lips to trace wetly around his own lips. Suddenly he didn't care who she was, he was kissing her, both hands on her head holding her close, kissing her deeply and passionately and wetly. She sucked eagerly on his lips, on his tongue, her body pressing up towards him, her arms round his shoulders pulling him closer.

Kissing her feverishly, his hands moving down to fondle her breasts, standing and pulling her to stand with him, kissing her again, his hands reaching down now to her ass, pulling her pelvis in hard against his, breathless, his thoughts were consumed with her smell, her taste, the feel of her in his arms and against his body.

He felt her hands slip between them, felt her unbuttoning her blouse. He pulled slightly away to watch her do this, her fingers with their long nails moving with such assurance from one button to the next, until her shirt fell open to reveal creamy white skin and soft red lace. He groaned softly, gazing at her exposed flesh. She smiled, raising her arms above her head, her breasts lifting, tantalising.

Leaning forward, he kissed her neck, her collarbone, the tops of her breasts. "Who are you," he murmured, using his fingers to lower the cup of her bra and taking her nipple into his mouth.

Her only answer a sigh as he sucked on her nipple, she raked her fingers through his hair, reaching behind her to undo her bra so that it fell away from his fingers, giving him total access to her luscious breasts. His mouth moved from one to the other, laving her nipple with his tongue before sucking it between his lips. She moaned her approval, undoing the buttons of his shirt and slipping it off.

Tearing his mouth away from her breast he stood up straight, looking at this woman he didn't know. Her lipstick was smudged, her hair falling in messy curls from the clip. She grinned wickedly at him, dropping to her knees once more, unbuckling his belt and undoing his jeans. He watched her in astonishment, hoping this wasn't a dream, anxious to see what she would do.

She tugged his jeans down, then his briefs, not even waiting for him to step out of them before she wrapped her fingers around his very stiff cock. His inaudible moan became a very audible gasp as she then wrapped her lips around the throbbing head. Her fingers fell away as she engulfed his cock in her mouth, slipping past her lips and over her tongue straight to the back of her throat, taking all of his cock until he felt her nose against his pubic hair. He looked down at her, shocked beyond words, the pleasure almost consuming him. He'd never felt anything like it in his life and he wanted it to go on forever.

She slowly drew back and then took him in again, her lips wrapped around his cock, her tongue swirling over it, her hands on his hips holding him still as she bobbed back and forth on his cock. He watched her, unable to take his eyes from the sight of this woman practically swallowing his cock. Her eyes were closed, her lashes lying against her cheeks. Suddenly they opened and their eyes met, and he noticed fleetingly the strange gray colour of her eyes before he was completely absorbed once more in what she was doing.

Her hands suddenly left his hips and reached for his hands. He let her guide them to her head, and her hands fell away. He realised she wanted him to guide her movements, and he pulled her off and on his cock a few times, feeling her shudder. Feeling a freeing sense of abandon he changed gears, holding her head still as he plunged his cock in and out of her mouth. She moaned around his cock, her arms hanging limply at her sides in surrender, as he thrust his cock past her lips and right to the back of her throat. Over and over he forced his cock into her mouth, fucking her mouth.

He noticed that her hands no longer hung at her sides. One had reached up and was pinching her nipple; the other had disappeared beneath her skirt. He sniffed the air, reaching beyond her perfume for the smell of her pussy, inhaling deeply when he found it. He pulled her mouth away from his cock, kneeling on the floor in front of her. He lifted her skirt to see her fingers buried in her pussy beneath her panties. Gently he lowered her down onto her back on the floor, and then tugged her panties off. He leant down close to her, inhaling the scent of her pussy. Using his fingers he spread her soft lips apart, then let his tongue find her clit.

The taste of her pussy flooded through him, and without thought he dove in, licking, sucking, nibbling, determined to get as much of her into his mouth as possible, as she writhed beneath him, moaning. He pushed a finger inside of her, sucking on her clit, listening to the sloppy sounds of his finger fucking her wetness.

Unable to wait any longer he pushed her over onto her stomach and pulled her up onto her knees, using his hands to spread her ass cheeks, guiding the head of his cock to her slit. He heard her gasp as he pushed against her, sinking his cock into her pussy in one long thrust. He groaned. Holding her hips he began thrusting intently into her pussy, hearing her moans as he ploughed into her. He loved the wet slurping sounds as he slammed in and out of her, the feeling of her pussy hot and tight like a glove around his swollen cock. He plunged in and out, hearing from her moans that she was enjoying it but not really concerned about it, just fucking her for all he was worth.

Looking down he watched his cock disappearing inside her, his hands on her ass. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, too much stimulation. He could still taste her pussy on his lips. He gripped her hips tightly in his hands as he slammed his cock deeply into her pussy, as far as it would go, as hard as he could, harder, harder, faster, so close, so close, finally pushing in tight and letting go, feeling his hot essence flooding her pussy as she shuddered beneath him.

It was all he could do not to collapse on top of her as he came, feeling her pussy spasming around his cock and milking it of every drop. He gasped for air, fighting to stay upright as his heart pounded in his ears. He'd never experienced anything so unlike making love and yet he felt a rush of something like love for this woman still wrapped around him. His hands brushed over her skin gently. He pulled back, letting his cock slip from her pussy, turning her around and pulling her up into his arms. He kissed her lips, her cheeks, her forehead. She smiled lazily at him, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

Her hair had come loose from its clip and her lipstick had been kissed completely off. Dressed only in her skirt and shoes, with the mixture of their juices slipping down her thighs, he couldn't believe how sexy she looked. He felt his cock grow hard again in spite of himself. She felt it too, and pressed herself more tightly against him. This time it was she who pushed him to the floor, climbing on top of him, dragging her pussy teasingly over his cock. He felt the sopping entrance to her pussy, but she didn't let him in, instead gliding further forward and sinking down so that his cock was nestled between the cheeks of her ass. She moaned, grinding her clit against his pelvis as she rocked back and forth, as he felt the tip of his cock slipping over and over again up the crack of her ass, gliding each time past her tight asshole.

He watched her face as she teased herself with his cock, saw her bite her lip every time his cock made contact with that oh-so-sensitive spot. He felt her sticky slit pressed against his pelvis, her hard little clit, and the slippery spot between her cheeks. He reached up with both hands and took hold of her breasts, pinching her hard nipples between his fingers. Finally she stopped teasing herself and lifted up, letting the head of his cock rest instinctively against her pussy. Slowly, inch by torturous inch, she sank down on his cock. He couldn't believe how tight she was! Only minutes before he had been ploughing into her pussy but still she was tight as a glove around him. Sopping wet and slippery and hot and tight. He closed his eyes to dwell in the pleasure but quickly opened them to watch her face, enjoying the way she bit her lip to keep from crying out as she at last bottomed out on his cock and began to ride him, rocking back and forth with his cock embedded in her pussy.

He felt her hot juices coating his cock, dripping down over his balls, down the crack of his ass to the floor. He watched her, mesmerized, as she rode his cock with abandon, her breasts swaying as she began to bounce up and down on his cock, slamming herself down and lifting up, her head thrown back in pleasure. He understood that just as he had used her moments ago, now she was using him, and he revelled in his role, pushing his hips up to meet her thrusts, one hand slipping down to where their bodies were joined and rolling her clit between his fingertips. He felt her pussy begin to spasm around his cock, felt the rush of hot juices drenching his cock and pelvis, heard her single triumphant shriek as she exploded into orgasm around him. He couldn't take his eyes from her face as she moaned her way back down to earth, he felt his cock throbbing inside her as she shuddered and shook.

At length her eyes opened and rested on his face, she whispered, "You liked that, did you, me using your cock like that."

Hoarsely he whispered, "Yes."

"Mmmmm, you should get a reward for doing so well," she murmured, and before he could protest that she had already rewarded him with the gift of her orgasm, she had slipped her pussy from his cock and knelt down beside him, and before he could grasp what she intended to do she was sucking her juices from his cock.

He gasped, shocked, as she slurped at his cock, then took each of his testicles into her mouth and cleaned them of her juices before returning to his cock, which she began to suck in earnest. Helplessly he moaned as she sucked expertly on his cock, alternating between sucking on the head and taking it all into her mouth. He put his hand on the back of her head, tangling his fingers in her hair. He looked down to see his cock disappearing between her lips, and almost without warning felt himself on the edge of exploding. He tried to warn her but she only sucked harder, and as he felt his hot essence spilling into her mouth he realised she wanted him to cum in her mouth, and his cock twitched in her mouth as he saw her swallowing his hot seed. She kept up with every spurt, swallowing quickly, still sucking at his cock, determined to get every drop.

He moaned as he let his hands drop to his sides, lying there on the rug. When she was sure she'd had every drop she released his cock from her mouth, then lay down beside him and cuddled up to him. He held her tightly to his side.

After several minutes she lifted up on one elbow and gently kissed his lips. He tasted her juices there on her lips, and he sucked at her tongue gently. She pressed close to him as they kissed, snuggled together.

Eventually she rose, dressing quickly as he watched. He wondered if he could convince her to stay. She knelt beside him and kissed him once more, whispered "Thank you," and quickly left. He sat up slowly, wondering what the rest of the year could bring to top THAT birthday surprise! 



A Birthday Surprise



It was an odd birthday, my wife Donna, who over the last few weeks just went on and on about the surprise she had planned for me, chose to sleep in when the morning finally arrived. In previous years she always made a point to get up early and give me a special sendoff, before the kids woke and I had to leave for work. There was nothing like birthday sex to send me happily off, but this year, simply got up, got dressed, fixed my lunch and then headed off to work, just as if it was just any sort of day.

Later, when she called me after taking the kids to school, she acted as if nothing was awry and when I hinted at what didn't happen this morning, she played dumb, completely missing all the hints I dropped. I would have thought that she had somehow forgotten my birthday altogether, but when I went to hang up, the last thing she whispered to me was, "Happy Birthday."

I continued working, but really couldn't concentrate on much, wondering what was going on. Perhaps she had some surprise party planned, but I really found that hard to believe, neither of us was much for parties, we preferred more quiet activities with less people. We'd have a few friends for dinner, but nothing more.

Things went normally until about lunchtime, when I went to grab my lunch from the refrigerator and found it was missing. Now things like this happened at the large refrigerator, but I had my own refrigerator hidden under the desktop in my cubicle and nothing had ever just gone missing.

Of course, all the people in the cubicles around me knew nothing about why my lunch was missing and oddly enough, when I mentioned tagging along to lunch with them, they all had plans, leaving me to fend for myself. I knew something was happening, just couldn't figure out what my wife had in mind.

Shaking my head in confusion, I grabbed my keys and headed out across the large parking lot for my car. Normally I got to work early enough to get a spot close to the building, but today, I left home late, hoping my wife would get up and drag me back to bed, so my car was way out in the middle of the lot, surround by thousands of other empty cars.

After a long walk, I finally made it to my car, but something seemed odd, it looked like... yes, someone was in my car. I unlocked the doors with the remote and quickly opened the back door and quickly looked inside. Initially spotted the bare feet and legs of a woman, who, after I got a closer look, I confirmed was my wife.

"Why hello, how has your day been?" she asked, as if it were perfectly natural for her to be there.

Before saying anything, I looked closer and realized she had on her black gown and not a whole lot less. When she slid a little closer to me I saw that she had nothing on besides the gown. "What..."

"I wanted to surprise you for your birthday. Did it work?"

Looking around me, I didn't see anyone in the immediate area, so I relaxed a bit, and answered her, "Complete surprise. But what do we do now?" 

"I thought you could figure out something to do, but since you can't, why don't you let that poor thing out," she said, pointing at the tent poking out of my pants. "It looks like it could use some freedom."

Looking around and confirming no one close enough to disturb us, I slowly unzipped my pants and eased my erection out through my fly, while still standing at the door. Sitting up, she leaned to me and unfastened my belt and pants. I caught my pants as they began to fall to the ground and looked back at her.

She had opened her gown completely and opened her legs, letting one rest up against the rear windshield, while she propped her other leg on the front seat. Her large breasts pooled sexily on her chest and her hard nipples pointed straight up. Resting a hand lightly on her pussy she said, "I think you need to get in here and close the door."

I clumsily climbed into the car, kicking off my shoes and pulling off my pants. On hands and knees I crawled to her, while she quickly grabbed my cock and guided it into her. I leaned forward pushing myself into her wet opening, while I looked around, hoping no one was watching.

Thrusting quickly, our movements became very urgent, as we were both incredibly turned on by the potentially dangerous surroundings. In just moments she was moaning, pumping her hips to meet my thrusts and I felt her come, her pussy squeezing my cock in pulses, now, now, and again. I paused a moment until the climax subsided and then I began my motion again, immediately feeling her drive me over the edge. I arched my back and came, spurting my cum deep into her pussy.

We lay together just a moment, and then I quickly dressed. My wife pulled her gown back over her and then slipped over to her car, which was parked next to mine. I moved up to the front seat of my car and watched as she quickly dressed. She then jumped out of her car and slipped in next to me. I started the car as she leaned over and whispered, "Happy Birthday."

Smiling I said, "You ready for some lunch?"

"Lunch would be good she replied."

"You know, it's a miracle no one came out near us while we were doing it," I said casually.

"You know it certainly was," she replied.

I could have sworn I saw her wave to someone, but when I looked around I couldn't see anyone. She smiled at me in an odd way, as if something... something... no, it couldn't be. "I guess we were just lucky."

"Yeah, did you like the surprise?"

"It was a great surprise, I just can't figure out how you pull it all off," I said, looking at her. There was that odd smile again.



A Birthday Surprise



It was my wife's 35th birthday and things hadn't been going too well between us recently. There were problems at work or problems with money, either way the stress was getting to us. And there were problems in bed. Not that I couldn't get it up or anything of that nature, it was more of the 'I'm tired', or 'not tonight' type variety. Basically, things were getting old and stale. We'd been married almost ten years and it just wasn't happening enough, if you know what I mean. Actually, it wasn't happening at all, not for two months.

But tonight was my wife's birthday and I was taking her and her best friend Susan out for dinner and dancing. I was secretly hoping that my wife would get drunk enough and be willing to fuck. The last time had been over two months ago and I'd practically raped her just to get my dick wet.

Both girls were dressed to the nines in sheer low cut dresses. Both drank a lot and danced and our conversation got more and more sexual. Susan was complaining that her husband Dan hadn't been paying much attention to her lately and I was telling her that he must be stupid. Susan was a beautiful woman and any man would be lucky to get her into bed.

"I wish Danny thought that way," she complained. "Lately he's been distant, like he's thinking of somebody else."

"That's ridiculous," Stacy said and I chimed in. "It was probably just one of those things, you know, every marriage goes through it highs and lows. It's normal and I'm sure it'll pass." I looked at Stacy suggestively, but she didn't seem to be getting the hint.

"Still, I can't help feeling that maybe he's having an affair."

"Don't be silly, Susan," Stacy said. "Frank's right. Men are funny sometimes they don't want any sex and sometimes that's all they want. Frankie here, well lets just say that I keep catching him masturbating. He's sick. Always yanking on his dick and he's into all that smut on the internet. I catch him all the time."

I turned beet red. Damn! Did she have to turn things around so I looked bad? Besides if she'd just fuck me once in a while I wouldn't need the net. I glanced up at Susan and she was looking at me funny and laughing. She blew me a kiss and I finished my drink in silence while the girls talked about men. 

I ordered another drink for all of us and sipped mine while the girls got drunk. About the time the girls started arguing about who had better tits, I thought I'd better be getting them home. If I let them stay any longer I was afraid that Stacy would pass out on me and I'd miss another golden opportunity.

The girls argued that they didn't want to go, but they finished their drinks and stood up. I had to put my arms around both of them and practically carry them both to the car. It was easier, so I just slid them both into the back seat.

When this night had started I'd been hoping that I might be able to talk Stacy into a threesome. I knew that Susan was married, but she might be up for it, you never know. I never noticed the three guys that followed us out of the bar or the fact that they got into a truck and followed us out of the parking lot.

As we were driving I turned and looked into the back seat. The girls were leaning up against each other holding hands. Their heads were thrown back and they looked trashed. Thinking I was smart I said, "I really couldn't tell which of you has better tits. I'd have to see them both."

"You're such a pervert, Frank," said Stacy, but her words were slurred and I doubted she'd remember what I'd said. Susan giggled and there went my visions of a possible threesome. Oh well, some guys never get lucky.

We drove back to our house and by the time I pulled into the driveway I could hear the girls snoring in the back seat. I never noticed the dark truck that pulled up a few houses back. I just pulled into the garage and shut the door. 

Getting the girls into bed wasn't easy. They were both practically passed out and I had to carry each. Stacy was closest to the door so I lifted her up and carried her back to our bedroom and set her on the bed. I tried to get her undressed but she just slapped my hands away. "Come on honey," I said. "You're so beautiful, I just want to be with you." 

"Go away," she responded and then she was fast asleep. I stood there by the side of the bed looking like an asshole for a few minutes and then went back to the garage to get Susan.

Susan was able to stand a little at least and she leaned on me all the way to the guest bedroom. I laid her gently on the bed and she mumbled something and then she was asleep too. The moonlight coming through the bedroom window softly illuminated her and right then I thought she was the prettiest woman I'd ever seen, besides Stacy. 

She was lying there breathing deeply and I was just standing over her. I really wanted to see her tits. Her dress suggested that she had a great rack, but I'd never really seen them. What could it hurt, I thought. Carefully, so I wouldn't wake her I slowly put my hand out until it was directly over one of her breasts. I was so excited I started shaking, maybe it was the adrenalin or maybe I was just scared of what I would say if Susan woke up. She was Stacy's best friend. But I just had to see. 

I was so horny and I just wanted a peek. I slowly lowered my hand until I was touching the thin strap that wound around her shoulder. She didn't stir. I carefully lifted the strap off of her shoulder. Nothing. She hadn't woken up. I held my breath I was so excited. I reached back down and carefully pulled the top of her dress down. I was rewarded with the sight of a tanned and full breast. It was gorgeous! I wanted to bend down and lick it, suck the nipple that even now was getting hard into my mouth. 

Susan stirred and I quickly pulled my hand away. I was afraid that she might wake up and see me standing over her so I slowly left the room, but not without gazing on that perfect breast one last time. "Nighty night," I called softly over my shoulder and then I left the room.

Now what was I going to do? There were two beautiful women passed out in two of the beds in my home and I wasn't going to get to fuck either one of them. Somebody other than me must get all the luck, because my luck sucked!

Rejected and dejected I slowly made my way to the back of my house where I keep my office. At least my computer was there and the lovelies on the net. I might not get to fuck anything tonight, but at least I'd get to cum. The only good thing about Stacy being passed out in our bedroom was that she wasn't likely to burst in on me just as I was getting ready to cum.

I booted up my computer and logged onto my favorite picture trading site. Why couldn't I have a wife like one of these guys who's wives let them post their pictures on the site? Stacy wouldn't even let me near her with a camera. 

I started browsing through the pages, looking for some slutty momma to end my night with. It didn't take long before I was hard. I unzipped my pants and hung them over the chair. Stacy had caught me with white stains on my pants before and she knew immediately what it was. I didn't want another lecture on how perverted I was, so I was careful. I started stroking myself, painting fantasies in my mind about the sluts on my screen. Oh how I wished Stacy was like that...

I was really getting into it when I heard a crash from the other room. Without thinking I stood up and ran into the living room in my boxer shorts. Maybe it was Susan. Maybe she was thirsty and went to get a drink and she'd see me in my shorts and I'd finally get to fuck something other than my hand.

I skidded to a stop when I saw three guys wearing ski masks come through my front door. They had kicked it open and that was the noise that drew me out of my office. They were each carrying guns and the first guy, the biggest of the lot pointed his gun at me and held a finger to his mouth. His intention was unmistakable. I didn't say a word. 

The big guy motioned me back into the living room where one of the other guys pulled out a roll of duct tape and taped my wrists and ankles to the arms and legs of one of our dining room chairs. Then he slapped a piece across my mouth and I couldn't say anything even if I wanted.

The skinny guy that taped me to the chair stayed in the room with me and kept a gun pointed at my head. Really, what was I going to do? I tried moving my hands and legs, but they were secured. I couldn't move. 

The other guys split up and went into different areas of the house. Within moments I heard two different screams and then the girls were dragged out and thrown on the sofa in front of me. The big guy told the girls to shut up and no one would get hurt, but they weren't really listening. They were hysterical.

Susan had backed into a corner of the sofa and was freely crying, while Stacy looked more dazed and confused than anything. She kept muttering, 'don't hurt us, don't hurt us', over and over again.

The skinny guy that had been holding a gun on me moved over and switched to covering the girls. I guess I didn't look like much of a threat. The others moved off and started searching the house. One of them went into my office and called back, "the dudes got some good porn here!" and started laughing. "What the fuck type of asshole has two beautiful girls in his house and goes back here to jerk off!"

I was sure I was blushing. I turned away from the girls who were both looking over at me. I couldn't stand to see them staring at me, I could already hear Stacy calling me a pervert, even though she hadn't said a thing.

The big guy came out of my office and he was laughing so hard that he couldn't hold his gun straight. "You really are worthless," he said to me. "Look at these hotties," he waved his gun over towards the girls, "and all you can do is jerk off to some slut on the net? Damn, you're a loser."

The skinny guy was laughing too and now I was sure that the girls were giggling about me. I strained against the tape that bound my wrists, but I couldn't budge. It was no use. 

"Skinny, go help Sam in their bedroom. Maybe their's something there worth while." The skinny guy dropped his gun and left the room. "Now you ladies, give me your rings." 

Stacy pulled hers off and handed it over, but Susan pulled away to protest. "Bitch, give me your fucking rings...I have the fucking gun!" Susan started crying again, but she did as he said and pulled off her wedding ring. 

"You son of a bitch," she said as she handed it over.

"Be glad that's all I'm telling you to take off, slut." That shut Susan up. I guess until then she hadn't thought about the real possibility that she could be raped right now. I guess neither of them had. They both slunk back into the couch and I think even Stacy shed a tear. 

I could hear the other two guys going through our things, dumping our drawers and swearing. I don't know if they thought we'd have a lot of money, but we don't. Like most couples we manage to spend just about everything we bring in and although we both make good salaries we just get by. 

The skinny guy came back out shaking his head. "Man, they don't have shit. Some jewelry, a couple bucks, but not much."

"Where the fuck do you people hide your money?" the big guy asked. He was waving his gun around and I was beginning to get worried that someone was going to get shot. "Answer me, where the fuck is your money?"

Neither of the girls said anything. They were both cowering on the sofa. Susan couldn't even look at them, but Stacy was looking. She didn't pull her eyes off of the big guy with the gun, even when I started wagging my head in a desperate attempt to get her to look my way. But she didn't even look away for a moment.

"Found something!" said the guy from our bedroom and I noticed a look of fear cross Stacy's face. It was just for a moment, but I know what I saw. What was she hiding? Money? If it was money why hadn't she told me? What was it?

The big guy darted into our bedroom and came out carrying a small metal box. It was Stacy's Treasure Chest. It's where she kept all her old love letters from high school and pictures of old boyfriends. At least that's what she told me; I'd never looked in it. I respected her privacy, but even if I hadn't, Stacy had locked it with a sturdy Masterlock.

He set the box down on the coffee table in front of the girls. "Open it." 

Stacy's face went white; she shook her head 'no'. "It's just old love letters."

The second man gestured with his gun, "Open it up, Ray. There might be some money in it." In the background I could hear the third guy tossing the drawers in our bedroom. 

The big guy, the one the skinny one had called Ray didn't even hesitate. He reached back and savagely backhanded my wife across the face. I struggled against the tape, but I couldn't budge. "Open it now, bitch or I'll bust it open!"

"The key is in my purse," she stammered and even from where I was sitting I could see the welt starting to rise on her cheek.

"Please don't hurt us," Susan cried. She was getting hysterical, bouncing up and down on the sofa cushion and digging her nails into the palms of her hands.

"Shut up, cunt!" Ray snarled, "or I'll give you something to cry about!" That shut Susan up, but I could still hear her whimpering. If only I could get out of this chair, but really what could I do even then? There were three armed men in my house, even if I were able to escape somehow, they'd shoot me before I got two feet towards the girls. I was helpless and scared. If only I could rescue them somehow. Hopefully they'd find their money and leave, but things were about to get much worse.

The skinny guy came back from the kitchen with both womens purses and dumped them out on the coffee table. Out came a mound of stuff from tampons to napkins, little pieces of paper with numbers scratched into them as well as their wallets and both sets of keys.

Ray reached down and grabbed the keys and quickly sorted through them until he found the key he wanted. It dawned on me then that it was a little strange that Stacy kept the key to her box with her car keys. Didn't she trust me at all not to look into the box? So I was a little more than curious when Ray opened up the box and whistled. "You are a little slut, aren't you?" 

When I glanced over towards Stacy I couldn't tell if she was blushing or if the mark from the slap had deepened.

Ray started to pull the largest selection of sex toys out of the box that I'd ever seen. There were vibrators and creams, dildos, two sets of handcuffs, lotions, paddles, a coiled up whip, several lengths of rope, and several other things that I didn't immediately recognize. He also pulled out three video tapes and a large zip-locked bag of what looked like Polaroid pictures. There were no love letters that I could see. 

Ray opened up the bag, pulled out a couple of pictures and whistled. "Hey Sam, come out here, you gotta see this!" He handed a couple of pictures to the skinny guy and tossed the bag to Sam when he came into the room. "Check those out," Ray said. "We gotta little freak on our hands."

Sam tore into the bag and even through the ski mask he wore I could tell he was grinning. "Man, she's a little slut!"

Now I could tell that Stacy was blushing. As Ray picked up one of the video tapes she started crying and begging him, "please don't play that! Give it back, I'll do anything you want. Take our money, but don't hurt us and please, please give that back!" She started to jerk forward to take the tape but Ray slapped her again and she fell back onto the sofa. "Cunt!" he said, "don't make me hurt you!" Then he tossed the tape to Skinny and told him to put it in the player.

"Let's all see what this bitch wants to hide." I was torn, part of me was still scared and wanted to jump to my wife's defense, but I too wanted to see on the tape. From what I could tell about Sam going through the pictures I thought that they were probably nudes, but when were they taken? Stacy wouldn't let me come near her with a camera. One time when I brought it to bed she screamed at me and called me a perverted freak, so when were those taken?

Skinny turned on the big screen and started the tape. At first I couldn't see anything, but then he stepped back and I could see perfectly. At first there was just static, but then the picture cleared and showed what looked like a hotel room. The date stamp was flashing in the lower left hand corner of the picture. The picture was only two months old. Then the picture jerked and there was Stacy in the green nightie that I'd bought her for Christmas.

She was smiling towards the camera and her hair and makeup was perfectly done, the way she only did it when she went to the office. I couldn't see who was taking the video, but I knew it wasn't me. Two months ago Stacy had been on a business trip with her boss. They'd been gone almost a week. She'd called me every night, but I'd always thought she'd sounded preoccupied. Now I could tell that she had been. 

I was mad as hell. How long had she been cheating on me? And why had she video taped it? So along with being mad I was also curious. What exactly had she taped? Stacy looked gorgeous on the tv, her auburn hair fell in waves to her shoulders and you could see deep into the valley between her perky tits. Tits that I'd paid for, that someone else was enjoying!

Stacy was crying, "turn it off, turn it off, please!" and I was struggling in my chair. Susan's eyes were wide open and for the first time tonight she wasn't saying a word. 

Skinny pointed over to me, "I think he's trying to say something." Ray nodded and then Skinny was tearing the tape off from around my mouth.

"You little cunt!" I roared, "you said you were away on business!"

Stacy was still crying, but no one was paying attention to her anymore. Ray turned to me," So I guess you didn't make the tape?"

"No I didn't!"

"So let's all see what this whore has been doing." Ray motioned to Skinny to leave the tape off of my mouth and then picked up the remote and turned up the volume. 

The guy behind the camera was speaking and I recognized the voice. It was Mark, Stacy's boss. "Are you wet?" he said.

Stacy didn't answer him right away, instead she reached down and touched her pussy. The camera panned down and zoomed in and the screen was filled with a picture of Stacy's fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. "Yeah, I'm wet," she said and her voice was husky with lust. 

"Lick them clean," Mark demanded.

"You know I won't do that, I don't like girls and I won't taste myself."

"Yes you will, cunt!" Mark shouted. "You will do anything I want, when I want it. You understand me cunt? Now clean your fingers and tell me how you taste."

Stacy slowly pushed both fingers into her mouth like she was sucking on a cock, pumping them in and out several times. "I taste good, master!"

"Good, now do you know what I want, don't you?"

"Yes Master," she sighed and then dropped to her knees. Stacy never liked sucking cock, at least that's what she told me, but when I saw her on film you could have fooled me. She had a greedy look on her face as she unbuckled Mark's belt and undid his pants. I think she was even drooling as she unzipped him and pulled out his hard cock. Mark was at least two inches larger than me and had a great mushroom shaped head. Stacy didn't hesitate for a moment; she just sucked him in like candy.

She was bobbing up and down on his cock, taking him all the way in until her lips ground against the base. One of her hands was squeezing his balls while the other disappeared between her legs. The room was filled with slurping noises as she sucked on him. I couldn't tear my eyes off of the screen and neither could anyone else in the room. Stacy looked like a pro, her head was going up and down and I could hear Mark beginning to groan. After a few moments he reached down with his free hand and yanked her head back. Then he came all over her face.




A Birthday Surprise



Stacy moved her hand off of his balls and slowly pushed his cum back into her mouth with her fingers, sucking it down like it was caviar. Then I could hear the unmistakable sounds of her cumming. She must have been getting herself off while she sucked him because she suddenly threw her head back and started yelling, "Oh God! Oh God!," over and over again. The camera caught all of this and perversely I thought she had never looked better.

When she finished cleaning every last drop of cum off of her face Mark ordered her to the bed. 

The camera zoomed in to focus on her ass that swayed back and forth as she walked. "Assume the position." Stacy climbed up the foot of the bed and stayed there on her hands and knees, her ass hanging there in the air.

The camera jiggled a bit again, Mark must have been putting it on a tripod and then it showed his back walking towards her. He stood to one side of her and slowly pulled up the hem of the nightie exposing her gorgeous ass. "Have you been good, slut?"

"Yes, Master," she replied and wiggled her ass suggestively.

"You're a liar!" Mark yelled and then he smacked her hard on her ass. She let out a squeal of pain and then shouted back, "No I'm not, Master. I've been good. This slave has been good."

"Have you been doing what I told you?" He asked again and when she hesitated he began spanking her again. Again and again his hand came down turning her ass cheecks until they began to turn a cherry red. "I'm sorry, Master," she sobbed inbetween spankings. "I've tried to say no, but he's my husband, I've got to fuck him sometimes...but it was only once, just before I left with you."

I was stunned, that was indeed the last time we'd had sex. We'd had a massive fight, me first asking and then demanding that we have sex. Stacy had been evasive and reluctant for months and sex was becoming a rarity. Even when we finally did do it, I felt hurried and rushed, like she just wanted to get it over with. Now I was beginning to understand.

"I told you never to have sex with him again!" His hands were thundering down on her ass now which was turning beet red all over. Each slap of his hand left a clear imprint on her scarlet ass and I could tell that she was biting her lip and struggling not to cry. "Who's slut are you?"

"I'm your slut, Master!"

"And who do you fuck?"

"Anyone you tell me!"

Mark was really letting into her now, even on the video she looked like she was bruising, but he wasn't stopping. He kept asking her questions and spanking at the same time, like it didn't matter what she answered. "And what did I tell you about your husband?"

"Never to fuck him. Never to suck his cock."

"Exactly! And what did you do?"

"I fucked him. I'm sorry Master, but he was so angry. He grabbed me and threw me on the sofa. He was an animal!"

Mark kept spanking and now I was sure she was bruised. I could see bloody welts covering her ass every time he lifted his hand to strike her again. But she never moved. She was taking her punishment. "Do I care what he does? Do I fucking care? You don't fuck him! You don't suck his cock. If you do I'll tell him what a whore you are. Do you want that? Do you?"

"No, please don't Master. I'm begging you, don't tell him. I'm your slut Master. I won't fuck him again. Not ever."

"Cunt," Mark said, pushing her away. "You disgust me. I don't even want to fuck you now."

"Oh please, Master. Fuck me. Fuck me! I won't fuck Frank again ever. I promise. I don't want him, I need you. I've got to have you. Fuck me. Fuck me!" 

I felt a sledgehammer pounding against my chest and I couldn't breathe. My wife hadn't as much as touched me in more than two months, but here she was swallowing another man's cum and letting him treat her like trash. "You cunt!" I yelled at her. "You fucking whore!"

"You really are a cunt!" Ray snarled at Stacy and she shrunk back on the couch. 

I couldn't tell if she was scared or embarrassed and I didn't really care which at that moment. I was too entranced by what was happening on the screen. On the screen Stacy was touching herself, pushing first two and then three and then four fingers into her sopping pussy. 'See how wet I am,' she was saying.

"Did you at least do that other thing that I asked you for cunt?"

"Yes Master. Of course Master."

"And who did you choose?"

"My best friend Susan. I fucked her husband right there in his office. I made him cum twice. He said I was the best he'd ever had."

"You bitch!" This was Susan this time. She jumped at Stacy, her fingers curved like two claws. 

I have no doubt that she would have ripped Stacy to pieces, but Skinny jumped in. He grabbed Susan around the waist and swung her away from Stacy. In the process her dress tore at the top and one of her breasts popped out. That was all Skinny could take. He immediately grabbed her boob with one hand and sent his other down lower. 

"Why don't you let me see if you're a lousy fuck," he said. Susan struggled in his grip, but this only seemed to turn Skinny on more. He was grabbing the front of her dress with both hands and tugging. With an evil snap the dress tore down the center and Susan fell over half naked. 

Skinny flipped her over easily, holding her down with one hand and unbuckling his belt with the other. On the screen above them Stacy was guiding Marks cock into her and the look on her face was rapturous. I glanced over towards Stacy and her eyes were riveted on Susan. She didn't look scared anymore, she looked hungry. She was getting off on watching her friend get raped.

"Get off her!" I yelled. I was trying to kick my feet and work my hands in the tape. I couldn't just sit there and let this happen. "Get the fuck off her, she's done nothing to you!" 

"Yea, Skinny, get off man." Sam cried, "besides, don't you want a piece of the best fuck?"

Slowly Skinny stopped unzipping his pants, then he stood up. He pulled Susan to her feet and then threw her over by me. "I'll get to you later," he sneered. Susan just crawled up against my leg and hugged it, crying silently. I couldn't help it, the feel of her nipples rubbing up against my leg started to turn me on. 

When I glanced back up Sam and Ray were converging on my wife. Ray grabbed her legs and Sam got a hold of her arms. She was struggling wildly, bucking her body back and forth and screaming at the top of her lungs. "Shut up, cunt!" Ray then dropped one leg and cracked her once more across the cheek. I don't think it was that hard, but it stopped her screaming. She continued to struggle however and was jumping around in their grip like an epileptic snake. 

They carried her over to the coffee table and set her down heavily. "Find something to tie her with, Skinny. I can't hold her all night."

Skinny ran to the pile of toys that they'd spilled from Stacy's treasure box and came back with four lengths of rope. He quickly tied her arms and legs to the table's legs and then all three men stepped back. "Help me, Frank," she said once weakly.

"Fuck you, cunt," I snarled back. 

"Sam, go see if they have a video camera." Sam disappeared into the back room and came out of few minutes later carrying our camera and tripod. I'd bought it in hopes that Stacy would let me film our lovemaking, but once again it was something that she'd never let me do. "What are you going to do to me?" Stacy asked.

"We're going to make our own movie cunt," Ray snapped back. As soon as Sam motioned that the camera was rolling Ray walked between my wife's outstretched legs and grabbed her dress right over her two breasts. In one sweeping motion he ripped it down the center. He kept tugging until it was ripped all the way down. When he saw the little g-string she was wearing he reached right down and savagely ripped it from her body. She screamed once as the strings bit into her, but then they parted and she was completely naked.

I stared at her amazed. She'd shaved her pussy completely clean. There wasn't a hair on her and I'd never seen it before! I was hard immediately, it was somehow sickly exciting to see my slut wife tied to a table before three masked men. On the television she was howling in orgasm. 

"Fuck you!" she spat at Ray.

"No fuck you, bitch!" he replied. "I bet you're all excited right now...aren't you? Come one sweetie you can tell Ray. All this really turns you on doesn't it? You like strong men. Men who'll take charge? Come on, you can tell me."

"Fuck you," she screamed.

"Oh I think you protest too much. You know you can say what you want, but your body tells a different story." Then he reached down between her legs and easily slipped a finger into her sopping pussy. "See how wet she is," he said holding out his finger for the others to smell. 

When he turned back to her he grabbed her nipples and twisted them until she screamed again. 

"That's for lying to me cunt!"

Then he dropped his pants and took out his cock. It was at least ten inches long and hard and thick. He quickly positioned himself between her legs and shoved it in. Stacy flung her head back and moaned. Sam meanwhile positioned himself over her head and began pushing his cock towards her mouth. Stacy didn't even hesitate; she moved her head to meet his cock halfway and quickly took it in. 

Ray started pumping her with long deep thrusts and from where I was I could see her back arch and her hips shift forward to meet him. Ray was right, she was a slut. My wife had Sam's cock in her mouth and was doing her best to suck him, but he kept slipping out. Finally he turned and straddled her face and all I could see was the top of her head bobbing up and down on his groin. 

Both men had their eyes closed and their heads tipped up, Sam still had his gun, but Ray had dropped his on the sofa. It didn't matter, Skinny still had his tucked into his waistband and though he was manning the camera he kept turning back to look at Susan and me. Once he winked at her and she cowered against my leg.

Pretty soon I could hear Stacy moaning and really getting into it and then Sam grunted and spilled his load down her mouth. Just like in the video, Stacy sucked it all down. She didn't spill a drop. Sam then took over the camera and zoomed in while Ray slammed his cock into my wife. Now that her mouth was free her moans and cries echoed off the living room walls. I couldn't help myself. I felt myself growing hard. I was watching my wife getting raped and it was an incredible turn on. 

I loved seeing her writhing on our coffee table, I was getting some sick perverted high over watching her treated like a whore. I glanced down at Susan and was surprised to see that she was watching the scene before her with more than a casual interest. One of her hands was absentmindedly stroking her bare nipples while the other was slowly kneading the carpet. I knew she was upset, but I was surprised to see that it turned her on too.

I wasn't the only one who noticed. Skinny came sliding up with a shit-eating grin on his face. 

"Looky here. Little miss second best is liking the show."

Susan looked up with horrified eyes, "No...please..."

"You know, I was thinking Ray," said Skinny, "that seeing as that piece of trash your fucking hates women and seeing how she fucked second best's husband. I was thinking that second best should fuck her too. I think they should put on a show for us, what do you think?"

Both of the girls were crying 'no'...Susan tried to pull away from Skinny but Sam came up and grabbed her from behind. He picked her up and carried her until she was standing over Stacy's face, then Skinny ripped off her panties and set her down. Sam held her in place while Skinny ran back to move the camera. Ray started twisting Stacy's nipples until she cried out but still she wouldn't lick Susan's pussy.

"Eat her cunt!" Ray demanded. He was really pumping her now and she was thrashing around on the table, her moans were so loud that they seemed to echo off the living room walls. "Eat her you little cunt!" and he reached forward and forced her head into Susan's pussy. Ray savagely twisted one of her nipples and when Stacy cried out he forced her open lips into Susan's snatch. Then she began licking, at first slowly and then with gathering enthusiasm. Even Susan stopped struggling and instead started moaning, "Fuck me cunt," she hissed.

Ray suddenly cried out and filled Stacy's cunt with his cum and pulled out of her. Stacy continued to buck her hips up and down trying to fuck a ghost cock while her tongue plunged in and out of Susan's pussy. Sam let go of Susan's arms and she ground her pussy into Stacy's face. 

"Lick me, bitch," Susan said, "make me cum! Make me cum like you made Danny!" She was really into it now, I don't know if she knew or cared that it was another woman eating her. From where I was sitting it looked like all she cared about was her approaching orgasm. And it was approaching fast. Susan started breathing heavier and then she started shoving her pussy down onto Stacy's upturned face. "Fuck me cunt! Stick your tongue up my cunt! Suck it bitch. Fuck me!" And then she was cumming and it was glorious. Wave after wave of orgasm shook her body and she kept grinding herself into Stacy's face until it was all over. 

Slowly she got up and maneuvered herself off of Stacy, but she was weak and Sam had to grab her by her arm to keep her from falling over. "That was the greatest orgasm of my life," she huffed as she tried to catch her breath. And then she looked over at me, "feeling left out?"

And I was. I was rock hard and could feel my cock straining to get out of the confinement of my shorts. I was incredibly turned on watching my wife get raped, not only by two men but by her best friend too. It was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen, my slut wife tied to the table and being forced to please strangers, the same woman who had denied me sex for months, who acted like she hated it, but now I knew the truth. I didn't care about helping her anymore or Susan I just wanted to cum.

"I think Frankie over there likes the show," Sam said, pointing to me. And I did. I loved watching Stacy humiliated before me. I couldn't hide it if I tried. My cock was making a tent out of my boxer shorts and I was moaning, not in pain, not trying to get free but out of shear sexual frustration. It had been months since I'd felt anything but my right hand and all I wanted, more than anything at that moment, was just to cum.

Skinny was yelling, "Hey I want my turn" and Ray was answering back that he had something special planned for him, but all I had eyes for was Susan. Her dress was torn down the front and her large tits were spilling out but all I could see was the look on her face. She was still flushed from her orgasm and her eyes were dark and smoky. She looked as wanton as Stacy who still writhed on the coffee table uselessly pumping her hips up and down as if she were searching for another cock.

"Why don't you help him out, slut," Sam said pushing her towards me. She didn't resist, after the first couple of hesitant steps she started walking towards me purposefully. I glanced up from her swaying tits and saw that her eyes were now flashing with anger. 

"Hey Stacy, you little cunt, you know what I'm going to do?" Susan called over her shoulder. "I'm going to fuck your husband now and you can't do a damn thing about it." 

"She's going to be too busy to worry about him," Skinny said and then the three of them descended upon her like a pack of wolves. I looked back at Susan and she was now kneeling between my legs. 

"You want this right?" she asked.

"Yes," I replied and my voice was thick with lust. I wanted her very much. My cock was standing straight up. She reached up and freed me from my shorts and I swear it looked an inch longer than normal. I was incredibly swollen and almost too hard. It hurt, my cock actually hurt from being so hard. When Susan wrapped her hand around the base it felt like I was being smothered in silk. I shivered, it felt so good.

"Do you want to know a secret?" she asked.

"Sure," I said, "anything." I didn't care what she was going to say, all I cared about was that she kept touching my cock. I glanced up and the three masked men were flipping Stacy over onto her hands and knees while she fought against them in vain. Skinny retied the ropes and then I turned back to Susan.

"I wasn't really that drunk last night," she said, "and I wasn't really passed out when you put me to bed." 

I was shocked and I probably would have lost some wood in my cock, but she was pumping me up and down and all I could do was moan.

"I saw you pull down my dress. I felt you touch my titties. Did you like them? Do you like them now?" She didn't even wait for a reply, instead she swallowed my cock. She slammed her mouth right down on it and started working it with her hands and mouth. All I could do was sit back and enjoy.

Susan started swirling her tongue around the underside of my head while she pumped the root of my cock in her free hand. Her other hand had snaked under her dress. I couldn't see, but I hoped she was fingering herself. There's nothing dirtier or sexier than watching a woman get herself off. 

"Why...why didn't you try to stop me?" I finally managed to ask in between strokes. At this rate I wasn't going to last very long. I was just too excited and it had been way too long since someone had sucked my cock. It felt so good.

Susan pulled her mouth out for a moment, but continued to stroke the length of my shaft. "I liked it," she said, "and I wanted to see how far you'd go. Who knows...I might have let you fuck me, I've always liked you Frank." And then she was diving back down on my cock and I couldn't take it any more. I erupted into her mouth, spilling loads of cum down the back of her throat. Susan didn't gag or spit it right back out as Stacy always had with me, instead she swallowed every last drop. Just as Stacy had done with Sam.

I looked up from Susan for a moment and saw that Skinny was fucking Stacy from behind while Ray was trying to shove his thick cock in her mouth. Skinny pumped her a few times and then slowly slid his dick out. I saw that it was longer than Ray's, but skinny like his name. He stepped back and then Sam slid under Stacy. His hard cock easily slid into her sopping pussy. "We thought we'd give Skinny a treat, seeing since he's barely had you yet," Ray was saying. "You ever serviced three men at once, cunt? I think you're going to love this."

Stacy tried to pull away from Rays cock, to try to protest what was happening or something, but Ray wouldn't let her. He grabbed the back of her head and forced her back down onto his cock. Skinny in the mean time had moved back between Stacy's legs. As I watched he forced apart her ass cheeks and aimed his cock at her asshole. 

I could hear Susan moaning as she watched too. I was getting excited again as well. I could feel my cock stirring, even though it had just spent a months cum. Skinny lined up his cock and then started pressing it in. I could tell it hurt Stacy because she started yelling around Ray's thick cock, but I didn't care. I hoped it did hurt the bitch after the way she'd been treating me.

Skinny pumped his cock slowly in and out of her asshole, just letting the head slide in. And then without warning he just rammed it all in. I thought Stacy was going to explode, her eyes bugged out and her mouth opened up even further. Ray took advantage of the opportunity and forced Stacy's mouth all the way to the base of his cock. He was fucking her mouth now, holding her head and forcing her to suck him. Sam started fucking her as soon as he felt that Skinny was all the way in. Each man was timing his thrusts to meet the others and Stacy was yelling and crying and moaning all at the same time.

Meanwhile Susan had noticed that I was back and she quickly pulled back her hand that had been hidden below the ruins of her dress and smothered my cock with her juices. Then she stood up and let the dress fall off of her. "Do you like what you see?" she asked.




A Birthday Surprise



I loved it. Susan was 34 and the mother of two, but you could never tell by her body. It was curvy like a woman, but still hard and toned. Her bush was neatly trimmed and her great tits sagged just enough to prove they were real. "I like..." I gasped. 

Susan turned her back to me so she could watch the action and slowly lowered her sopping pussy onto my cock. It slid right in and I was glad to hear her moan. She started moving up and down on me slowly, timing herself to the rhythm of the men raping my wife. I don't know if she was imagining herself in Stacy's place or if she was just getting off seeing Stacy treated that way. Whatever it was, her pussy was hot and slick and I loved it every time she buried my cock inside her.

The guys were really giving it to my wife. I could hear her moaning from around the base of Ray's cock and Sam and Skinny were pounding her like there was no tomorrow. Every few seconds she'd scream as Skinny rammed it home, but I don't think it was out of pain. I think she loved it, loving the feeling of being used. Maybe that's what Mark gave her, the thrill of being dominated and used.

While Susan was sliding up and down on my cock I looked over at Stacy. She was really being sandwiched, all three guys were giving her everything they'd got. I loved it! I couldn't imagine how hot it got me, seeing her forced to fuck three guys. I think for a moment there I wasn't even mad at her. She was just a slut and couldn't help herself. Right now she was getting what she deserved and I loved it.

Susan started bouncing up and down on my cock, driving me into her and I could tell from her breathing that she was getting ready to cum. Across the room Ray slammed his cock into my wife's mouth and unloaded down her throat and then he pulled out. Now there was nothing blocking Stacy's screams of pleasure and they filled the room. She was really digging having a cock in both her pussy and ass.

Susan started cumming, it started with a deep moan in the back of her throat and then it continued up in volume until she was matching Stacy's screams. I couldn't hold off any longer and shot my load deep into her cunt. She continued to ride me until my dick started getting soft and then she pulled me out slowly. 

Sam meanwhile was cumming in Stacy's pussy, he grunted and then slammed his cock into her a few more times before pulling out. Skinny however was holding on. He started pounding Stacy, calling her a cunt and a whore and every now and then leaning over and swatting her ass. This only seemed to make her hotter and if anything she screamed in pleasure even louder when he was spanking her. 

Susan got off of me and walked over to where Stacy was getting it. "I think you're enjoying this too much, bitch," she said and then she did something that totally surprised me. "I think you should eat your husband's cum out of my pussy." Then she grabbed Stacy by the back of her head and pulled it towards her used cunt. "Eat me!" she yelled. "Eat his cum out of me!"

Stacy just started lapping at Susan's cunt and soon Susan was moaning. "Yeah that's it. You go girl...you really know how to eat pussy!" She was grinding herself into Stacy's face and she kept yelling at her. "Eat it, you whore! Suck his cum out of me! Stick your tongue all the way in....that's it. That's a good little whore. Eat it all up!"

By this time Skinny was ready to unload and I think that Stacy could tell. She started throwing her hips back to meet him with abandon and she was yelling 'harder...harder', but it was difficult to hear as Susan's pussy was in the way. 

The guys were really getting into it now. They started yelling, 'give it to her, Skinny. Fuck her ass. Harder! Fuck her harder!" And Skinny was trying to display his technique. He kept pulling almost all the way out and then ramming his cock deep into her ass. Every time he did this Stacy let out a deep throated moan and sucked at Susan's pussy harder. Now everybody was moaning, Susan, Stacy and Skinny and it was a race to see who would cum first.

Susan won. Fresh on the throes from the orgasm she'd had with me she grabbed Stacy's head and held her so tightly against her pussy that Stacy couldn't breath. She started thrashing around, trying to pull away from Susan, but Susan wouldn't let go. Susan was screaming now in a long drawn out howl of massive pleasure as wave after wave of orgasm rolled through her body.

Skinny became too excited as Stacy thrashed around trying to get a breath that he grunted and filled her ass with his cum. When he pulled out a thin stream of white, sticky fluid trickled out of her asshole. Finally Susan released her and everyone could hear her howl. "Fuck me. Fuck me! I've got to cum. I've got to cum!"

Ray just started laughing. "Let's see what her husband says. Frankie, do you think we should let her cum? Maybe give her one of her toys or something?"

"Let the bitch suffer," I said and I couldn't believe how much anger could be expressed in so few words.

Stacy tried to reach back to touch her pussy, but her hands were tied to the coffee table too tightly. She couldn't even touch her tits. "Please," she whimpered. "Please..."

Now I was laughing with everyone else. Stacy was rocking back and forth futily trying to grind her pussy against the empty air and somehow find relief. "You're such a slut," Ray said. "Three guys just fucked you twice and still you want more. Frankie," he said turning towards me, "I feel for you bud. You've got your hands full." 

"Please," I pleaded, "let me go. I won't go to the police. I don't care what you did here, my wife...that cunt deserved it. In fact I enjoyed it. It opened my eyes and the fact is some things are going to change around here."

"Come on, Ray. What do you say?" said Sam. "I'd like to try out little miss second best, but honestly I'd have to rest for a while and we have to leave sometime."

"I only nutted once and I told her I was going to try her," whined Skinny. Susan suddenly became conscious that she was naked and started to back away holding her hands over her tits and drenched pussy. 

"Fuck me, fuck me Skinny," moaned Stacy. 

"Shut up cunt," said Skinny. "No one wants to know what you want. God you're a slut!"

Ray seemed to think about my offer for a moment and then made up his mind. "All right," he said. "I'll let you go, but I'm taking these tapes for insurance. If you say one word to the cops I'll have Skinny here put them on the internet and then everyone will see what a whore she is."

"Agreed. Take them and leave."

Ray sent Sam over to grab the tape that was still playing on the tv. On the screen Mark was fucking her tits while she played with herself. Then it was ejected and Ray scooped up the other two tapes. The bag of pictures lay discarded under a chair. I didn't say anything. "You won't say anything either?" he asked Susan.

"No."

"Good. Then I guess we're outta here." He walked over to me and pulled out a knife and quickly cut the tape that bound my wrists to the chair. When he bent down to cut off the tape that was wrapped around my ankles he whispered, "You play this right, Frankie and she'll be yours forever. Sluts like that only understand power. If you're the biggest dog in the room then she'll do whatever you say." Then the tape was cut and I could finally stand. I just rubbed my wrists where the tape had bit into them.

Susan came running across the room and into my arms. "You saved me Frank!" she said. "You really did. If it weren't for you Skinny would have raped me too."

"It's ok, honey," I was saying and then I was kissing her and she was kissing me back.

"Hey, what about me over here?" Stacy called. "You gotta let me go, Frank," she pleaded. "You gotta let me cum."

I walked over to the pile of sex toys that Sam had dumped on the floor. I picked up a paddle and swung it a few times experimentally. Then I turned back and slammed it across my wife's ass. She screamed so loud I was momentarily afraid that the neighbors would hear. "I think we've got a few things to discuss first, cunt. Like the fact that you're going under new management." I spanked her again, really putting my weight into it. Stacy screamed again and then Susan came up to me and put her arms around me. 

"Let me help," she said holding a pair of nipple clamps. "I think we should share her." I waited while she clamped them to my wife's nipples and then she turned the screws and tightened them until they bit cruelly into her nipples. 

"Bitch," Stacy moaned and this time I knew she was in pain. Susan ignored her and fished a ball gag out of the pile of sex toys. She shoved it in Stacy's mouth and then secured it behind her head. 

"Now let's talk about who is a bitch," she said and she held out her hand for the paddle.



A Birthday Surprise



"Come on Brian, seriously. What do you want for your birthday?" Rachel pressed. She'd been after him for a hint, some idea of what he wanted or needed. And though his birthday was still several weeks away, there really wasn't anything he could come up with.

Brian and Rachel had known one another for several years. Theirs was a "platonic" though very friendly relationship. Rachel was a lesbian married in every sense of the word except "legally" by archaic State laws. Brian was also friendly with Rachel's spouse, Teri, though far less personally, as he hadn't worked with Teri. Which is where he'd gotten to know Rachel so well, working with her day in and day out.

Even with their obvious differences, Brian and Rachel could talk openly with one another about any subject. As friends, they often teased one another, which occasionally bordered on outright flirting to those who didn't know them as intimately as their closest friends did.

"There isn't anything I can honestly think of that I want or need." He told her seriously, and then throwing her one of "those" looks as she'd called them. During those times when they'd spoken candidly with one another about their lifestyles, relationships, Brian had admitted to Rachel he'd often thought of her being with Teri. It was after all, every guys fantasy, and certainly one of his, seeing two girls together. He'd long ago intimated that if she and Teri ever felt like videotaping themselves on camera, he'd be more than willing to lend a helping hand. She of course had teased him unmercifully about it, knowing full well he just wanted to see the two of them together.

"That's never going to happen Brian." She scolded, teasing him back. "So keep thinking buddy. You might want it, but you're never going to see Teri and I together. Hey, maybe that's what I'll get you! A nice X-rated lesbian movie!"

"Not quite the same Rachel. I've got a few of those. Besides, I think it would be far more erotic actually seeing it for real, and especially someone I know." Rachel smiled, laughing the suggestion off as she always did. 

"And besides, even if I was interested, Teri would never go for it, and you know it." Which was true. Teri was distrusting towards men enough as it was. And though she had gotten to know Brian well enough to be somewhat comfortable around him, he'd never have with her the same intimate, friendly relationship he had with Rachel. "Oh, and before I forget. I called your wife to set up appointments for Teri and I. We're coming over this evening for massages." 

Brian's wife Darlene worked out of their home as a Massage Therapist. Both Rachel and Teri had been coming to her on a regular basis. "Cool. Maybe you guys would like to hot-tub with us afterwards." Brian offered. Now Rachel gave him one of her patented looks. They had "tubbed" with Brian and his wife before, but had always worn swimwear whenever they'd been invited. He had again "teased" her about doing so naked, as he'd honestly preferred doing it that way himself. Out of respect for them both however, he'd always worn a pair of trunks whenever they'd come over to sit in the hot tub.

"Boy...you never give up do you?" Rachel said knowingly.

"What?"

"You know damn well what. If you can't see the two of us actually getting it on, seeing the two of us naked would be the next best thing wouldn't it?"

"Ah come on Rachel, it's not that big of deal...really!"

"For you maybe. You sitting in the tub with three naked women...it might just become a big deal!" Brian knew what she was really referring to of course, especially when she glanced towards his crotch by way of emphasis.

"Even if I did...which I wouldn't, I'd make sure to stay beneath the water. You'd never even know."

"Ah huh." Rachel was smiling however. "You know, it really wouldn't bother me. I could care less. But you know Teri. And besides, what would your wife think?"

"You know Darlene, she wouldn't care, and besides, she gets to see the two of you naked all the time whenever you're getting a massage. Why should she care?"

"That's not what I was referring to and you know it." Brian laughed. He did know it. And so did she.

"Well, give it some thought. It seriously is better if you can relax and enjoy it without anything on."

"I'll talk to her about it Brian. But don't hold your breath." Brian made a face, puffing out his cheeks pretending to actually hold it. Rachel laughed. "You'll turn blue long before that happens." Brian sucked in air.

"Well, it was worth a try." He kidded her. "See you this evening then I guess."

#

Later that evening, Rachel and Teri had come over for their massages. Darlene was just finishing up with Teri when Rachel came down to the den where Brian was watching TV. "Still planning on tubbing?" He asked when he saw her. Rachel nodded her head yes, but he also noticed when she did that she was grinning widely.

"You're kidding!" He exclaimed. "Really?"

"I mentioned it to her just before we came over. Told her it was kind of silly wearing swimsuits, especially as Darlene would be there too. And besides, it is dark outside, and as long as you keep the underwater lights off, I think Teri will feel comfortable enough."

"So...she really did agree to do it then huh?"

"Yep...surprised me too." 

"And you're ok with being naked in front of me? Really?" Even before Brian had finished asking the question, Rachel began removing her clothes. 

"You do have some extra bathrobes or something we can wear outside though don't you? She questioned him.

"I'll be right back!" Brian told her, running from the room to fetch two extra one's for them. He returned a few minutes later, to his surprise, Rachel was in fact naked, sitting on the couch.

"Here." He said handing one of the robes to her. "I'll leave the other one with you for Teri, and then head outside and open up the tub." Dashing outside, Brian lifted the cover to the tub, securing it. Removing his robe, he quickly climbed down into the wonderfully hot soothing water and waited. Seconds later he saw Rachel open the sliding doors to their den stepping out onto the deck and make her way over to where the tub was. Silently, he watched as she quickly removed her robe, hanging it up before stepping down into the swirling water.

"Be careful, it's slippery." Brian said, beginning to stand in order to help her down into the tub. He came out of the water slightly as he did and Rachel glanced down at him.

"Thought you said you'd keep that thing out of sight." She said teasingly. 

"I said I would if I became aroused." Brian countered. "And as you can see...I'm not."

"I have a feeling it won't stay like that for long though." She warned him. Truth was, Brian did feel a slight awakening and quickly located himself in a neutral corner of the tub as Rachel stepped in, sitting across from him. "Teri and Darlene should be just finishing up." Rachel said looking towards the sliding doors. Brian didn't follow her gaze however; he was too busy staring at her partially exposed breasts. Not only hadn't he expected this to actually happen, the fact that it had, and that Rachel was now actually sitting inside the tub with him naked, had taken him by surprise.

He'd tried very carefully not to stare at her when she got in. But he wasn't about to waste this perfect opportunity to actually see her naked without taking advantage of it either. Rachel certainly wasn't a big woman, far from it. "Petite" was the best word to describe her, though "Hard-bodied" was another. She was taut, firm "well-toned" he thought as he saw her descending down into the water. Her breasts though small, were certainly alluring. Pink-tipped, her hard little nipples protruded invitingly off her chest. For a brief second he imagined Teri sucking them. A second after that, he could see himself sucking them.

"Ah hem!" Rachel said clearing her throat, which immediately drew his attention back to her face and away from her tits. Though he noticed in doing so, she had made no effort to slip further down into the water to conceal them either. "Might as well get a good look and get it over with." She said actually flirting with him. "Otherwise you'll be trying to sneak peeks all night long and none of us will feel comfortable!"

"You're right. Guess I'd be a little more discrete, especially when Teri comes out." He admitted. The sound of the sliding door alerted him that she and Darlene had in fact finished their massage as they made their way outside towards the tub.

Surprisingly, Teri reached the tub first, quickly removing her robe, though she turned slightly off to one side in doing so facing away from him. Brian tried to focus his attention back towards Rachel, noticing when he did that she was grinning at him, even winking. Though she didn't exactly "dive" into the tub as soon as she had hung up the robe, Teri did submerge herself rather quickly and then made her way over to the opposite side of the tub from where Brian was sitting. He'd gotten only the barest glimpse at Teri's breasts, only slightly larger than Rachel's though her pubic patch was nearly identical to hers. Darlene had followed suit, stepping down into the tub. Brian was delighted his wife had also decided to strip naked. Having the three of them with him was a nice bit of naughtiness, even though he couldn't mention that to any of them under the circumstances. Yet...having that private little thought was a nice pleasure to entertain.

Being a bonafide, card-carrying "tit-man", Brian smiled inwardly to himself at having three different sized, shaped, pairs of boobs to sit and look at, quietly enjoying them. Problem was, Rachel was the only one who didn't appear as self-conscious at revealing them. Even his wife Darlene tended to keep herself more below the water line than above, and Teri certainly did. All in all, it was still a rather enjoyable experience, though Brian was careful to keep his "arousal" carefully concealed below the water. When everyone had finally had enough Brian realized he would have to come up with an excuse, ensuring he was the last to get out for obvious reasons.

"I'll leave last so I can shut the lid and secure the tub." He said to no one in particular. Rachel looked his way smiling whispering to him as she did.

"You need to be last out to close the lid huh?" She said jabbing at him with the thought. "Sure you do."

The fact that he did get to sit there a moment longer, watching all three of them step out was an additional bonus yes. But he really did need to ensure he was last out, especially as he did have a hard-on. Even Darlene wouldn't have appreciated him waving that about, even if it was in front of Rachel and Teri. 

They sat for a brief while longer inside the house. Brian was glad to see that Teri seemed even more friendly than usual. A good sign at least that she hadn't been all that uncomfortable being naked inside the tub with him. And as for Rachel, she'd at least been a bit more so, giving him occasional glimpses of herself, which he'd certainly gotten to enjoy.

"Well Brian...see you at work tomorrow." She'd told him just before leaving. "And be thinking about your birthday." She'd reminded him.

#

Sure enough, the following morning at work, Rachel asked Brian what he wanted for his birthday. And once again, Brian told her, "Watching you and Teri having sex." He'd responded teasingly. It became a running joke between them. Every morning she'd ask, and every morning he'd answer with the exact same response. Finally, with only three days remaining until his actual birthday, Rachel approached him one last time.

"Ok Brian. I really am serious here. You've left me with little or no time to shop for anything, so...what do you want for your birthday?" Brian answered her, and though still joking, he used the same serious tone of voice that she had.

"Like I said Rachel. You know what I want. I don't need anything else." Frustrated, Rachel left his side without making any of the usual jokes and quips back at him that she usually did. For a brief moment, he thought of catching up to her and apologizing, thinking as he did that she'd eventually let it go. He honestly didn't need or really want anything, and he didn't want Rachel spending any of her hard earned money on him anyway. The day passed without his speaking with her any further either. Brian was just preparing to head home when Rachel cornered him in the hallway.

"Ok Brian, you get your wish." She told him.

"What?" For a second he was sure he hadn't heard her right.

"There's only one catch however, Teri doesn't have any idea I'm doing this."

"Ok, you lost me Rachel. What do you mean she doesn't have any idea? How're you supposed to pull that one off?"

"First off, can you get away for a while Friday night?" She asked carefully.

"Yeah, sure. It's Darlene's night out with the girls, why?"

"Good. Then you come over around six. Teri and I should be home around six-thirty. Park your car around the block. I'll leave the side door open. We hardly ever use it, so Teri will never know it was unlocked. Go downstairs to our bedroom. I've made a place for you in my closet. Teri never goes in there as her closets on the other side of the bedroom. I've put a stool inside for you to sit on. I've also adjusted the slats in the doors so you can see more easily without being seen, provided you sit towards the back...and for heavens sake, be quiet!"

"You're serious about this!" He stated a moment later realizing that she was.

"Well? Do you want to or not?" She challenged him. "I won't ask you, or attempt this again. Either yes...or no. But you'd best be telling me now." She added.

"How will I get away later?" He questioned growing more and more excited by the minute.

"Because we always go out for ice-cream afterwards." She said smiling for the first time. "Especially if it's a rather intense session. And I have a feeling...it will be. After we leave, you go out by the same door you entered. Teri will never even know you were there. You get to finally watch...which you can consider your Birthday present from me. Well? Yes...or no?"

"Hell yes!" Brian answered.

"Just remember to be damn quiet Brian. If Teri finds out about this, we're both dead!"

#

Brian had parked his car around the next block, hurriedly making his way over to Rachel and Teri's home. As he'd been told, the side door was indeed unlocked. Letting himself in, he stood there for a moment listening quietly, but there were no sounds of anyone inside the house. His heart was beating wildly. He couldn't believe he was actually doing this, though it was just as wild that Rachel had agreed to go along with it. Making his way downstairs to their bedroom, he quickly opened the closet doors. He saw the stool situated at the back of the closet. Sitting down, he pulled the doors shut and saw that he had a perfect view of the entire bedroom. Remembering to stay well back inside the closet lest he be seen, he made himself as comfortable as possible, and waited. After perhaps ten or fifteen minutes, he heard sounds coming from somewhere upstairs and knew immediately that Rachel and Teri had gotten home. He could hear laughter, knowing from the sounds of that, that they were at least in a good mood.

"That's promising." He thought to himself. Though his heart had quit pounding inside his chest, he was still excited, slightly anxious as he waited there in the dark inside the closet. Moments later the sounds of footsteps coming down the stairs reached his ears. Rachel entered the room, making her way over to the closet though she didn't open it.

"Brian? You here?" She whispered.

"Yes." He answered softly, simply. He heard Rachel giggle.

"Just remember to be quiet." She reminded him unnecessarily. "Teri's putting a few things away and then she'll be coming downstairs. Oh, by the way. Happy Birthday!" Brian watched as Rachel removed her clothes, soon after climbing up into the bed. He saw her fumble briefly with the nightstand, and then heard the soft buzz as she began using a small purple vibrator on herself. Even seeing this was exciting as hell, he'd have been more than willing to have settled for watching Rachel masturbating with the toy had he of known.

"Hmmm, that looks like fun!"

Brian realized Teri had come downstairs entering the bedroom. He'd been so absorbed in watching Rachel pleasuring herself that he hadn't heard her until she had entered.

"Care to join me?" Rachel quipped. "I got fresh batteries for yours too." Brian watched as Teri began removing her clothes. Seconds later she crawled up onto the bed joining Rachel. He heard Teri laugh seductively as Rachel reached over placing the softly humming toy between Teri's legs.

"Let me do you too." Teri said. Lying side by side, the girls teased one another with their toys. From his vantage point, Brian had a clear view of what was taking place. Watching as Rachel slid the purple toy up and down Teri's fur-lined slit, he felt his penis stiffening in response. Glad that he'd chosen to wear a pair of sweat-pants, it was easy for him to reach down inside, clasping his hard prick in his hand and begin teasing it as he watched.

"Damn I'm horny!" Rachel admitted. "Let me lick you while I fuck you with this." Brian then saw Rachel get up on her knee's leaning over Teri as she did. He saw her bending over, slipping the tip of the toy just inside the entrance of Teri's pussy. Simultaneously, she began licking what he knew had to be her clitoris. Teri moaned in ecstasy, causing Brian to secrete a nice fat drop of pre-cum, which he then used to lubricate his prick with. 

"Oh god that feels good!" Teri moaned softly. "Keep licking it like that...yes, just like that Rachel! Ohhh!" Brian felt his prick leaking even more juice, his arousal level going up by leaps and bounds as Rachel continued licking and sucking her pussy. "Let me...let me do you." Teri managed to get out after a few more minutes. Rather than exchanging places, Rachel merely slid up intending to sit down on Teri's face. As she did, Teri caught her momentarily, sucking on Rachel's soft pointed breasts. Brian's prick was throbbing. He wondered what it would feel like to do that himself. Rachel's nipples had looked so incredibly hard, stiff. He could just imagine what it would feel like to be rolling them around inside his mouth, licking, sucking them the way that Teri was obviously doing. He could hear Rachel's soft-moaned pleasures adding to his ever-increasing excitement.

"Now let me lick you." Teri urged her. "Come, sit on my face." She said playfully. Rachel soon settled herself down over Teri's head. At this angle, Brian couldn't see as much as he had been, but the sight of Rachel's beautiful firm ass slowly rotating up and down, side to side over Teri's face was erotic enough. Just hearing Rachel's moans and groans was driving him crazy. Careful so as not to make any noise, Brian pulled the waistband of his sweats down sufficiently to finally free his prick. Better able to play with it now while he watched, he continued to slowly stroke his shaft up and down as Teri and Rachel once again adjusted their positions, now lying side by side caressing one another's breasts.

The sight of the two girls lazily caressing one another was the most sensual, erotic thing Brian had ever experienced. Feeling the exquisite pressure and need building, begging for release, Brian had to quit stroking his prick momentarily or he'd soon reach the point of no return.

"Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have a threesome with a man?" Teri asked as they lay fingering, toying with one another. Brian froze listening intently. He'd nearly lost it as it was, hearing this...he almost did so without even touching himself.

"I've been curious about it Teri. We've talked about it before. But you know I'd never do anything to jeopardize our relationship. It might be fun though, just to see what it's like."




A Birthday Surprise



"I know you wouldn't, but the thought of doing something a little different, a little wild is interesting though isn't it?" Brian couldn't believe he was hearing this. And though he took it for simple "pillow talk" he couldn't help but sit there imagining being with the two of them in some sort of wild sex-play.

"Besides, I don't really know of anyone I'd be very comfortable with you being with." Teri told her.

"What about Brian?" Rachel questioned. "You seem to be getting along with him quite a bit better, now that you've gotten to know him." Brian almost fell off the stool he was sitting on. Holding his breath, he couldn't believe what he'd just heard.

"Maybe. I guess it would depend on if he was willing to accept it as a one-time thing. You know, I wouldn't want anyone thinking or expecting it was going to happen again either. Think he'd agree to that?" Teri asked.

"I don't know, maybe we should ask him." Rachel said in agreement. Brian was dying inside the closet. Here they were discussing the very real possibility of including him in a threesome, and here he was, sitting inside the closet unable to say or do a damn thing but listen...and watch. Rachel rolled over once again placing herself between Teri's outstretched legs; she began teasing her pussy with her tongue, all the while continuing to talk to her.

"Brian's probably the only man I would be comfortable with." Rachel confessed. "As long as you were ok with it too." She questioned still licking Teri's quim.

"Ah, damn...that feels good Rachel. Ah yes, maybe we should ask him then. What do you think?" She said stuttering slightly as Rachel licked her rapidly with her tongue.

"Think we should...might be fun." Rachel spoke, her mouth still firmly buried deep inside Teri's pussy as she did.

"Brian? You getting all this?" Teri suddenly spoke up saying. "Sound like anything you might be interested in doing?" Shocked, Brian sat upon his stool, frozen in place, unsure if Teri was merely teasing, acting as though he might have been in the room. The last thing he wanted to do was overreact, blowing his chances, freaking Teri out in the process by his actually being there.

"Guess not Rachel. He doesn't appear too interested. Perhaps he'd rather continue to just sit there inside the closet jerking off."

"It's ok Brian, you can come out now." Rachel said coaxing him. Sheepishly, Brian stood, quickly hiding away his erection back inside his sweatpants before venturing out of the closet into the room. Rachel looked up at him as he did, smiling. "Your birthday present just keeps getting better and better doesn't it?" Laughing, Teri joined her. 

"Can you see the look on his face? It would make a great commercial." Teri offered.

"Yeah it would." Rachel began. "Hundred dollar blue cotton sheets, sixty dollar vibrators, two lesbians playing with one another. Man caught sitting in the closet watching them....priceless!" Rachel and Teri both wailed in laughter then. "Oh come on Brian, Teri and I talked about this earlier. You really didn't think I'd actually try and fool her by having you sit there in the closet without her knowing about it did you?"

"Well, yeah...I guess I did." He said feeling more than a little stupid at the moment. "I have to admit Rachel, the two of you really had me going there for a moment. I was scared to death!" He admitted to them. Tentatively he made his way over towards the bed. "You serious about this? I mean about my joining you?" He asked nervously.

"Just as serious as I was earlier about saying you shouldn't expect this to be any more than a one time thing." Teri said honestly. "Rachel's admitted to me in the past that she was curious as to what it would be like to be with a man. After I'd gotten to know you a little better, it was actually at my suggestion, that if Rachel was still curious, that I'd be ok if it was you. As long as she was of course. I have no desire to do anything with you myself, and as long as you understand that, I think we can still have a little fun together. What do you think?"

"I think it sounds like a great idea. And one hell of a Birthday present too!" Brian quickly began stripping off his clothing. Rachel turned back around and began going down on Teri's pussy again. 

"Slide in behind her Brian." Teri told him. "I won't mind watching this." She added lustily. "Seeing her being fucked from behind while she's licking me sounds rather exciting."

It wasn't as though Rachel was a virgin or anything. But the "unknown" of having ever truly been with a man before was something Brian was very much aware of. Even as he came up from behind her on the bed, he simply didn't jam his prick inside her cunt. Taking his time to explore her, possibly excite her a little more, he slipped a finger inside that tight wet groove, worming it around a little as he did. "You ok?" He asked whispering.

"Oh, fuck yes. That feels good actually." Rachel purred.

"Hey! Just cause you're having a good time...don't forget about me!" Teri teased the two of them.

Rachel's near perfect heart-shaped ass presented him with a golden opportunity, and one in which he couldn't pass up. Bending over, he slipped his tongue between the pouty pink lips of her pussy, licking her and allowing the tip of his tongue to slide up the entire length of her slit. 

"Ohh!" Rachel moaned pleasurably. Brian licked her again, repeating the process over and over. He realized as he did that her pussy was perhaps the sweetest he had ever tasted. Finding himself intoxicated with her scent, Brian continued to devour her, finding the hard little nubbin of her sex and attacking it with excited, aroused vigor. Rachel began matching his technique, strokes, as she in turn continued going down on Teri. Moaning just as loudly as Rachel was, Brian enjoyed the erotic duet that was suddenly being sung as the two women enjoyed their simultaneous oral pleasures.

"Oh Brian, fuck me...please fuck me now. I want to feel your prick inside me, I want to know what it feels like." She groaned hotly.

"Go ahead Brian, slip your cock inside her." Teri said adding to the excitement. Brian felt his cock lurch with desire. Repositioning himself, he placed the head of his swollen hard erection at the opening of her sex, gently easing the tip of it inside her until he felt her lips wrap themselves around the knob of his prick. Only then did he continue to slip the balance of his length inside her, doing so slowly, allowing Rachel to become adjusted to his filling her.

He wasn't surprised by her wetness. He'd already experienced the abundance of that with his mouth. But even as he slid deeper and deeper inside that tight little passage, Rachel released an additional torrent of juice that bathed his prick in warmth that surprised him, nearly causing him to jettison his climax inside her far too prematurely.

"Oh Rachel! Your pussy, its so fucking tight...so wet!" Brian managed to say through gritted teeth. He was using nearly every ounce of his willpower at the moment to ward off the unexpected sensation of orgasm that had inched its way totally unannounced up the length of his shaft. Buried fully to the hilt inside of her, he remained, unmoving though the caress of Rachel's pulsating contractions as she surrounded him threatened to bring down the barrier that he was fighting so desperately to maintain.

"You like that huh? You like the way my pussy feels around you?" Brian didn't dare answer her, to have done so would have taken more energy and strength than he had at the moment in keeping the jettison of his cream from filling the inside of her womb.

"Maybe he needs a pair of fresh batteries." Terri joked, watching the almost agonized expression on Brian's face as he fought desperately for some measure of control.

"Make him cum Rachel...go on, do it. I want to watch the poor boy lose it inside you." She urged. "Don't worry...we'll get him all nice and hard again for you." She added.

Brian felt Rachel's silken glove once again clasp itself about his shaft. She contracted, released, contracted again pushing back against him, then pulling away. His penis slipped nearly all the way outside of her before she suddenly thrust back once again, capturing it entirely.

"Oh fuck...don't do that!" Brian moaned. "It's too good Rachel....it's too soon!" He pleaded. Rachel didn't listen though, rocking back and forth against him once again, increasing the tempo of her back-asswards fucking. 

She had learned long ago during one of their many conversations that Brian had undergone a vasectomy. Something of which she certainly must have discussed with Teri. "Fill her pussy Brian...fill it, shoot your jisim inside her Brian...shoot it! Shoot it! Shoot it!"

It simply was too much. Having watched them from the closet, stroking his prick as he enjoyed the erotic spectacle before him, he'd gotten too close then. Now, Rachel's extremely tight, though slippery pussy was milking him of every last vestige of willpower that he had. Hearing Teri's unbridled coaxing of him to spill his seed inside her was the catalyst that sent him spiraling over the edge into the precipice of orgasmic delight. Brian felt the first searing, mind-blowing jettison of his spunk splatter against the inside of her womb, felt surge after surge of his spendings filling her, even as she continued thrusting back against him in a wild maddened frenzy of her own. Surprisingly, she was coming too. Rachel let out a semi-muffled cry as her climax began. Clenching her teeth, she tightened, straining against the pleasure as it seized her, turning her in a sense, inside out.

Brian didn't even recall pulling out of her or collapsing onto the bed beside her. Rachel was lying upon her back when he slowly began to regain his senses. "Still curious?" Teri teased smiling.

"Curious to see if he can get it up again, yes." Rachel replied somewhat dreamily. Teri laughed. 

"Oh, I'm sure he will...after all, you and I certainly aren't done yet. Now that the two of you have had yourselves a nice wet gushy little orgasm, I think it's time I had one." Teri moved up, lowering her glistening wet pussy over Rachel's face. Brian watched momentarily as Rachel's tongue slithered up inside her, spreading apart Teri's lips with her fingers as she began tickling her hard erect clit with her tongue. He'd barely finished experiencing his orgasm yet felt his prick twitching with renewed interest. Rachel had drawn her knees up slightly making herself comfortable while she began licking Teri's pussy in Ernst. Having done that, Brian once again decided to take advantage of the situation and immediately extended himself on the bed lying between Rachel's legs.

"God your sweet!" He told her, licking the wet sticky furrow of her split. 

"Enjoying that cream pie Brian?" Teri asked as she sat on Rachel's face enjoying the tonguing she was receiving herself.

"Very much so." He said with a muffled thick tongue as he probed her sweetness, gathering the rich creamy nectar that he found there. Rachel was lost in ecstasy at the moment, unable to respond as she drew once again nearer and nearer to a second unexpected orgasm.

"Fuck!" Teri exclaimed. "She's gonna cum again, and I still haven't had one!" As if on cue, Rachel did come at that moment, moaning her obvious pleasure into the juicy wet folds of Teri's pussy as she did. "Go baby...go!" Terri urged her, enjoying the experience as Rachel once again exploded in sweet agonized pleasure. Brian felt the onslaught of Rachel's juice suddenly smearing his face. Her lubrications suddenly multiplied in a copious expulsion that filled his mouth. Like a drowning man, Brian slurped down the pearly juice that Rachel continued pumping from the deepest recess of her pussy. Gripping Teri's ass-cheeks, digging her nails into the soft fleshy meat, she burrowed her face as well as her tongue inside Teri's cunt, triggering finally, Teri's orgasm where she quickly joined her in a low deep-throated moan of needful release.

#

In the afterglow of their temporarily satisfied lusts, Brian lay sandwiched between the two women, one on each side of him. Happily, he had slid his arms around and beneath their shoulders, cupping one of Rachel's breasts in his hand, and one of Teri's in the other. Softly, gently he kneaded them like a contented purring kitten. Eventually Rachel stirred from her revelry, the first to have done so. Brian felt her soft touch upon his now very flaccid penis. She began caressing him with a softness that was at first hardly noticeable. Eventually, he began to grow however, slowly filling her hand as he thickened noticeably within her palm. Sliding down out of his grasp, he caught his breath in surprise when he felt the delicate tip of her tongue encircling the head of his penis, lightly licking him as she re-awakened his arousal.

"My, my...aren't we being the adventurous one?" Teri stated coming awake. Rachel smiled.

"Thought I might as well satisfy all of my curiosity's," she said innocently. The feel of her warm dainty lips as they began traveling up and down the length of his shaft brought a wave of delightful goose bumps that spread across his entire body in a millisecond. 

"Never thought I'd feel you doing that." He told her. Rachel giggled almost hungrily.

"Thought I'd at least see for myself what it was like. Not nearly as bad as some of our friends have made it out to be." She offered. Brian was swimming in pleasure. Almost too tentatively Rachel continued running her tongue up and down the sides of his prick, thrilling him as she continued teasing him with her gentle caress.

"You're not going to keep doing that...until he comes are you?" Teri questioned. Smiling around his penis now with her lips, Rachel smiled winking at Teri before removing her mouth in order to speak.

"I'm not quite that adventurous...no." Rachel admitted. "And besides, I want to fuck him again, but this time...I want to be on top." She stated simply. Almost immediately, Rachel swung herself around sitting down atop his lap. "Why don't you let Brian lick you?" Rachel asked Teri. "I think you'll like the way he does it actually." Brian was surprised when he heard Teri's response.

"Sure...why not. I could tell when he was eating you that you were enjoying it, so...maybe I will too!" Just as Rachel had done, Teri now sat up, swinging herself over, lowering her pussy down towards his face. As she did, Brian felt that same silky-soft sensation as Rachel slowly began to slip her lips lovingly about his throbbing erection.

"Fuck! This is nuts!" Brian cried out. "I can't get over the way your pussy feels Rachel. This is incredible!"

"Yeah...I'm rather enjoying the way this is feeling too." She admitted. "And never thought I'd ever be saying that either." She added.

"Well...don't you be getting too used to it." Teri warned good-naturedly. "Cause like I said, this is only a one time thing you know."

"Well then...I plan on enjoying it while I can." Rachel shot back. Hearing this, Brian was determined to see to it that Teri had at least as good a time as Rachel was obviously having. Though he found it a bit difficult to really concentrate as Rachel began to slowly move herself up and down, side to side in a circular motion as she allowed herself to experience all the sensations associated with having a man's prick inside her. He did however begin flicking his tongue into Teri's pussy, surprising her a little with the softness of his probing, tickling her clit just as he knew Rachel had enjoyed him doing to hers.

"He really isn't bad is he?" Teri said in surprise. 

"Told you you'd like it." Rachel stated between breaths. She was beginning to pant now, laboring with the ecstasy and pleasure of their coupling. "And don't you dare come as soon as you did last time, either Brian." She warned him. "Cause I want to enjoy this...for a long, long time."

All Brian could do was muff an agreement that he was in no danger yet of doing so. She seemed to understand him however, even with his mouth full of pussy at the moment. Reaching out towards one another, the girls were soon fondling, caressing, and playing with one another's breasts. Leaning forward, they kissed one another passionately, tenderly, all the while beneath them both; Brian continued to ease his prick in and out of Rachel's tight, wet cunt. Likewise, his tongue continued to swirl and dance atop the super-sensitive nubbin of Teri's clitoris, driving her ever the moment closer to climax.

"Oh, I am going to...and soon too Rachel!" She exclaimed in surprise. "It does feel good...really good!"

"Oh yeah...me too." Rachel added. Brian felt her picking up the pace slightly as she began humping herself up and down the length of his shaft. In doing so, Brian felt the first signs of his own pleasured release building, and wondered if it were somehow possible to gage a simultaneous orgasm with them both.

"Oh God Rachel...I'm close....really close...come with me baby!" She urged. Rachel was thrusting herself wildly now, her fingers leaving impressions in Brian's thighs as she reached back, balancing herself all the while thrashing against him in unbridled lust. 

"Oh yeah! Oh Yeah! Oh....oh....oh, Yeah!" Rachel screamed out, joining Teri just as she screamed out her own wanton enjoyment. Smiling, even as he continued sucking Teri's captured clit between his lips, he felt the ejaculation of his prick as it exploded deep inside Rachel's pussy. She in turn felt his prick expand, release, expand again, heightening her continued pleasure, causing her to moan, clenching at his legs, his chest with complete and total abandonment.

Simultaneously, they came together, the riptide of lusty pleasures passing from one to the other in a crazy game of chase that wouldn't let up for some reason. Just when a surge of pleasure would pass, another would begin. Over and over it went until Brian's cock, spent, wilting, slipped from Rachel's quim, a torrent of their mixed juices flowing out of her split, bathing them both in it's rich creamy, sticky texture. Teri finally collapsed, toppling over onto the bed, joining Rachel who had moments ago done the exact same thing herself. Only Brian remained, as he had been, his faced drenched in Teri's juices, his prick coated, and his balls syrupy with their combined spendings.

#

They had soon taken up what was quickly becoming their favorite position to relax in, one on each side, with Brian comfortably in the middle.

"Well, that was certainly interesting." Rachel stated after a time.

"I'll say." Brian agreed. "By the way Rachel...I know your birthday's still several month's off yet, but maybe you'd best start thinking about what you want me to give to you."

"I already have a pretty good idea." She said. "And that far away, hopefully it will give you plenty of time to start working on it."

"Oh? And what's that?" Teri asked curiously. "Another threesome?"

"Yeah...maybe. Only this time, with Darlene, Brian and I." Brian's eyes popped open having heard that.

"Damn good thing I have a few month's to work on that. I might need it." He said snickering to himself, wondering indeed if something like that was even possible.

Once again silence found them for a brief time.

"Brian?" Teri asked.

"Yeah?"

"When did you say your wife's next night out with the girls was again?"



A Birthday Surprise



It was his birthday, and it had been a hellishly tough day; busy at work, busy in traffic, moody clients, grumpy colleagues, uncooperative suppliers. And to spoil the rest of the day, his dinner date Shelly called in sick this morning, which was a real bummer as they had tacitly agreed to take things a lot further tonight. They'd only started dating recently, but they'd already gone from hot kisses and sneaky gropes to pretty steamy petting in his car and on her doorstep. She wetted his appetite in a big way, and he had lusted after her for weeks now. 

God, what a day! By the time he was finally on his way home he felt like he'd really had it! To top things off there was an unfamiliar car in his parking space. Damn it! Nobody parked there but him! He honked his horn, but when nobody emerged from anywhere in his street, he was forced to drive around the block again and park somewhere else. 

Dan was not in the best of moods when he opened his front door, but when he walked into his hallway he stopped dead in his tracks. Candles...Burning candles everywhere! What the hell? Why had he not seen their lights flickering through the windows, from outside the house already? He snorted...he'd been too indignant to notice probably. Who'd been in his house? Who did this? 

He heard a soft rock ballad coming from the speakers in the living room. He quickly took off his shoes and tiptoed to the door, pushing it open gently, to find nobody inside. Very strange indeed! What was going on here? He stepped into the living room, looking around to make sure there was nobody there after all. There was not, but suddenly he noticed a little white card stuck to his antique framed mirror. The handwriting was beautiful but unfamiliar, but the words made his breath catch in his throat.

"Are you in the mood for some sultry lovemaking and exquisite pleasure, Dan? Are you ready for some of your wildest dreams to come true? Follow my trail if you are feeling reckless and horny... and babe...there's still time to leave while you can!" 

He ripped the note off the mirror to read it again and his mouth became dry. Some of his wildest dreams to come true? Oh god! Or better...ooh goddess! Leave...?! If this was who he thought it was, she just had to be joking!

He turned back to the hallway, and for the first time he noticed a trail of women's clothing leading up the stairs. A black velvet tailored jacket here, a black pinstriped skirt a bit higher up, some sheer black delicate silk stockings over the banister, a white silk blouse almost on the landing and small lighted candles positioned on just about every other step. He was absolutely positive those clothes were not there when he walked into his house! Did she only just sneak downstairs and put them there? Was she watching him, as he read that note, undressing in a frenzy maybe? Swallowing became a lot harder suddenly! He took the steps carefully but quickly, lithely stepping over the clothes and the candles, and careful not to set fire to the hem of his trousers! 

Dan gathered the clothes on his way up, bringing the blouse and delicate stockings to his nose to inhale the soft fragrance of a familiar perfume. The sensuous silk of the blouse and the wispy decadence of the stockings felt so soft against his face they made him swallow hard once more. On the landing he found another little white card. He put the clothes down to pick it up. 

Whoever wrote it, asked him to step into his bathroom "...not wearing any clothes please, just leave them at the door". He hurriedly undressed and opened the bathroom door, but he didn't find her there either, just more burning candles, everywhere. Damn! 


His masculine black and white bathroom looked different somehow by candlelight, and his white marble bathtub was filled with steaming hot fragrant water. Soft luxurious bubbles floated on the surface and from somewhere nearby he heard soft guitar music, a little ethnical or European perhaps? Now he was positive it was her, and that she could not be far away!

Stuck on the glossy tiles above the bathtub there was yet another little note. He was actually starting to enjoy them! This one was telling him to "Soak for a while and relax...Close your eyes and Dan...do not open them at any time unless you are asked to do so"

His skin tingled and for a brief moment he was tempted to go and have a look in the bedroom first, to look for her, to make sure he was right about who was doing this, though in his heart he was already positive it had to be her. (My god, Shelly!! How did she get into the house? The little minx! She was supposed to be sick for God's sake!) But he decided he didn't want to spoil any of her surprises, and he definitely wanted all she had in store for him. So, he stepped into the bath, gasping for air for a second when the heat almost scolded his skin, then, slowly lowering his body into the hot water.

The soft fragrant steam caressed his skin and he moaned softly with delight as he closed his eyes, allowing himself to relax for the very first time that day. Slowly he started drifting away, the soft music soothing his soul, the warm water easing his mind. He felt like he was floating. The hot silky water lapped against his skin in the comforting rhythm of his own heartbeat. Then, almost imperceptible at first, soft fingers appeared out of nowhere, like little butterfly wings caressing his temples, merely gently touching at first, then slowly stroking the side of his face, down over his cheeks and along his jaw, down his neck and his shoulders, gently massaging, softly kneading the tension of the day out of his muscles. His contented sigh of pleasure gently rippled the water. Such soft yet strong fingers; he almost purred when they caressed his scalp and stroked his neck so exquisitely.

Gentle pressure on his head told Dan without words to slide down into the tub a little deeper. He let his head slowly be tilted back into the water to wet his hair and those agile fingers started washing his hair, carefully massaging his scalp, softly caressing the sensitive skin behind his ears, making him feel so good. Nobody had ever washed his hair before, other than his mother when he was little, and the sweet caring sensation made his eyes sting. Very gently the hands rinsed the shampoo out of his hair with warm water from the showerhead.

Dan obediently kept his eyes closed, even when those soft hands started washing his entire body, caressing his skin everywhere, softly rubbing and rinsing, making him feel all pampered and relaxed and warm. The soft fingers soaped his chest in big circles and he moaned deeply when they gently teased his nipples. It felt so good! Down over his abdomen in the same soft circles, making his skin feel alive and tingly, down to his belly, over his hips, down the length of his thighs, stroking and caressing in slow tantalizing circles. 

Gradually the stirring in his body grew. His blood ran faster, his pulse went up and his heart beat stronger as the fingers moved up his thighs. And under the ministrations of those soft nimble fingers his cock grew, in sync with his passion when a warm hand cupped his balls. Nothing else existed but the warm water and those soft maddening slippery hands, moving up and down over his dick. His soft moans became more urgent now, erotic images playing in his head.

Oh god! Those amazing hands, stroking him with the soft back of slender fingers along the length of his cock, fingers softly squeezing the base and caressing the underside of his pulsing member. A tender fingernail ever so softly scraped along his hard shaft. Fingers encircled his swollen crown, moving up and down only a fraction at a time. The palm of a warm hand gently rubbed his emerging pre-cum over his head in small circles and down his shaft with soft long strokes and caresses. Then two hands, with the fingertips pointing away from his belly, gently started rolling his cock back and forth between them from tip to base and back, like a girl scout trying to make fire. His cock and balls felt almost like bursting.

Suddenly, the hands disappeared and he was left with aching balls and a raging hard-on. But before he could even begin to protest, those hands slid underneath his ass and lifted his hips, raising the tip of his cock high above the water. The relatively cool air on his swollen head felt almost soothing.

He wanted more, oh much more, and just as he started to wonder what was going on, soft lips engulfed his head and started licking and sucking. He thrust his hips up eagerly, almost drowning himself, sloshing water over the edge of the bathtub. Oh God! He moaned louder. A delicate tongue licked his head and probed the tiny little hole and slit on top ever so softly, those hot lips spread wide open, allowing more of his hard cock to be slipped into a slick wet mouth. This woman was droving him nuts! The sucking got more intense now, deeper, his head almost swallowed, his entire shaft squeezed...so hot...so wet...so good...

"Oh FUCK!" Dan grunted, as nimble fingers softly stroked his buttocks and in between, pressing against his anus. A wet soapy finger tenderly probed and easily slipped into his tight asshole. "Aaahhhh..." he gasped. A warm hand softly folded around his balls, fondling them. That hot wet mouth started bobbing up and down for real now, sucking his cock. That, and that finger sliding in and out of his ass so erotically, made him breathe erratically. That maddening soft tongue swirling around his head, oh fuck, he just knew he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer. Oh God! Faster now, yes...deeper...yesss...harder now...oh yes...oh yesss! 

His taut balls felt like bursting, his cum seething to erupt...Oh YESSS! He must...oh god...he must cum now! He felt his crown swell and his boiling seed started rising up through his shaft. Suddenly he was there! He cried out his pleasure, thrusting his hips up to eject spurt after spurt of hot sticky syrupy cum into that slurping mouth and tight eager throat, as deep as he could... Moaning...Jerking... 

"AAAHHH YESSS..." squirt after delicious squirt...fuck it felt so good...so good...! Finally his moans subsided. He felt spent and leaned his head back on the edge of the bath, panting. His body was softly lowered back into the warm water by those gentle hands. He wanted to move but his limbs were too heavy, so he decided to rest for a moment, to catch his breath...and then, the merest sigh of a whisper tickled his ear.

"You may open your eyes now, Daniel...."

For a second, her words didn't register, and when he finally managed to lift his heavy eyelids, there was nobody in the bathroom. And yet he knew he hadn't dreamed those hands, or that mouth! Anxiously he looked around, and he felt oddly relieved when his eyes spotted another little card against the mirror. Suddenly he felt wide awake again. Quickly, he rinsed his body and stepped out of the bathtub to towel himself dry, while he read the message on the note.

"Now that you are relaxed and warmed up...step into your bedroom...and babe...be prepared for anything...Are you willing to lose control?"  

His heart skipped a few beats and eagerly, naked, he walked the few steps to his bedroom. The door stood slightly ajar and he pushed it open. The bedroom was filled with more candles...and his bed! Oh my...Those weren't his sheets! What were they? Satin? Silk? Were they black? He took another step into his bedroom.

He felt her presence behind him, even before he heard the door closing. He slowly turned around and forgot to breathe...

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She stood, casually leaning against the door, her semi-nakedness emphasized by the clothes she was wearing. His eyes bulged! A tight black satin halter top with thin leather laces in the front, her large round breasts supported, presented, almost obscenely offered up to his staring eyes, her nipples clearly visible through two slits in the fabric, protruding proudly, hard and erect. Dan's eyes wandered down over her soft smooth lightly tanned skin to the sexiest black sheer stockings he'd ever seen, even wispier than the ones he'd found on the stairs! Thin satin straps fastened them to a sexy black satin garter, which nicely framed a tiny sheer black lacey thong with a naughty wide slit in the middle to show off her soft bare mound of Venus, her swollen pussy lips almost begging to be touched. And, to finish her outfit, she wore a pair of sexy black shoes with high heels making her legs look even longer.

"Surprise...!" Dan heard her croon. She looked totally in control (though she was glad he couldn't tell that her heart was fluttering). A smile curved her red lips. Even her finger- and toenails were a dark shiny red, and he knew she never polished her nails! 

"Oh goddess... is all of this for me?" Dan exhaled slowly. 

Her hands rested flat against the door, then pushed her away from it. She walked towards him with swaying hips, singing "Happy Birthday" for him in her best ever Marilyn Monroe imitation. When she reached him, she grinned at the dazed look on his face. 

"Hi baby!" She cooed, running her hands all over his body and kissing his lips. That jolted him back to life in a hurry, and he kissed her back fervently, his hungry hands roaming all over the soft satin bits that barely covered her luscious body.

His instantly alert cock was pointing straight at her, drooling happily. Shelly delightedly watched him wrapping his fist around it. Unable to resist temptation, she sat down on the bed, pulling him towards her face. Her hands curled around his firm ass. She stroked his buttocks and gently caressed in between with her fingers, rubbing her soft cheek with his cock, marking it with his pre-cum. Licking his throbbing shaft up and down and sucking the oozing sweet juices off his head, she moaned softly when she tasted the sweet drops of honeydew she had so been craving for.

"Oh Shelly...oh babe...you look good enough to eat!" Dan moaned above her fiery red hair.

"Hmmm...Funny you should mention that!" Shelly smiled and pulled her mouth from his dick. Looking into his eyes, she leaned back on the bed, stroking her breasts over the halter, teasing her nipples to make them even harder. Dan scraped his throat to try and say something, but Shelly slowly opened her legs wide, and suggestively patted her lacey crotch.

"Before we do anything else, baby, I thought you might be thirsty, and I have been so hot for you all day. Sucking your beautiful cock in the tub just now almost made me cum, but I held back... What I'm trying to say...god Daniel, I'm so desperate for your touch right now. Would you please? Will you suck me? Do you want to taste me, lick me, suck me, drink from me, honey?" 

His hungry moan reverberated through her body as he dove forward and knelt between her thighs in a flying hurry. Like a starving man he pulled her toward him on the edge of the bed and took her buttocks in his hands to lift her up to his desperate mouth. Licking the wet lacey wisps of fabric, pressing his face into her pussy, he made her tremble and moan with need. His fingers teased her ass and swollen lips. His lips rubbed her clit, placing soft wet kisses all around it. 

Shelly felt his tongue sliding up and down her slit, making her moan and cry out his name... "Oh god yes...right there, yes Dan, more...yesss..." Her head was rolling from side to side, her hands clawing the sheets, then grabbing his head tight. He could feel her thighs quivering against his cheeks with her impending climax, the muscles in her belly taut with lust and desire. 

Dan impatiently pulled the edges of her thong farther to the sides and slid his slick tongue in between her lips. He probed deep into her pulsating cunt, sucking up her sweet juices, rubbing her clit with his nose, driving her wild. It didn't take long. Shelly's hips started bucking wildly. Her thighs opened and closed, rubbing against his ears and cheeks and he felt the first waves of her orgasm crashing over him, the flood of her release filling his mouth and flowing down his chin. His name echoed through the room as he held her tight to his lips, his tongue pressing down on her clit, his lips closed tight around her swollen pussy. Sucking, drinking her cum, lapping up every sweet drop, and not stopping there for one second...

His hands held her hips in a vice-like grip. Dan's mouth was driving Shelly insane, making her cry and plead and squirm and gyrate her hips to try and get away from his maddening sucking lips and flicking tongue, yet at the same time trying to pull him closer, rubbing herself against him, grinding her pussy into his face. His mouth was pressed and clamped over her clit, making it swell and throb, aching for more. His slick fingers deftly penetrated her quivering body on both sides, slowly but deeply finger fucking her cunt and ass at once, making her convulse and contract. It sent her straight over the edge again, and again, gasping for air, holding on to the back of his head for dear life, almost doubling up her body. She was spasming, shaking, babbling deliriously, pulling Dan's hair, kissing the top of his head, laughing and crying and calling his name over and over.

When Shelly finally got back down to earth, she found Dan licking her nipples through the slits in her halter top, trying to open it up to nuzzle and lick her breasts. She put both hands around his face to make him look up into her eyes and she couldn't help but smile and wrap herself around him, hugging him close, his nose buried between her soft warm breasts. He didn't seem to mind.

"Oh god, thank you honey...that was...oh god Danny, that was so intense...that was...I have no words for what you just did to me!!" 

Dan looked at her and smiled his sexy smile "Anytime Shelly! You have the sweetest pussy, I've ever tasted. I just LOVE sucking you! Oh god Shelly, believe me...ANYTIME!!" He kissed her lips, and shared her juices with her, letting her taste her own sweet salty cum in his mouth.

"Hmmm, baby...I'd say it's your turn again, by the looks of you...!" Shelly smiled impishly and pointed at his dick, proudly saluting her. Dan smiled too.

"Baby, it's all yours to enjoy and do with as you please" he grinned.

Shelly bent over and sucked his rigid manhood between her lips, slowly and deliberately, with lots of saliva dribbling down, before she pulled back to undo the leather laces of her halter. Dan's eyes were glued to the widening gap between the laces. When she opened it up completely, he gaped at her full round breasts swaying at their new found freedom. Shelly got down from the bed and asked him to sit on the edge for her. Bending over his thighs, she folded her breasts around his glowing cock, slowly rubbing them up and down over his wet slippery shaft and sucking his glossy head every time it popped up from in between them.

Leaning back on his elbows, Dan admired the amazing view, enjoying the warm incomparable feeling, almost too soft to be true. Shelly's smooth firm twin globes surrounded his glowing dick, her small hands pressing them together, squeezing them around his shaft, her slick tongue licking his head, so soft and slippery. She kneaded and folded her breasts in such a way, that her nipples were almost touching each other around his hard pulsating pole. 

"Holy shit, Shelly...!" he moaned at the incredible sight that produced, sliding his hips back and forth, up and down, fucking her big soft moldable tits. 

"Fuck, Dan, your cock looks so sexy between my breasts! Your juices feel hot and slick and so naughty coating my tits like that," Shelly moaned between licks and sucks. 

When she sensed he was getting too close to his next climax, she slowly pulled back and stood up in front of him. While Dan looked at her hungrily, she slowly slid her little corset down her shoulders to take it off completely, and then slowly rolled the soaked lacey thong down her hips. Standing before him in nothing but her sheer smooth stockings and satin garter, she smiled innocently when he quasi-pouted and asked her why she stopped just before he came.




A Birthday Surprise



"Because...it's time to lose control babe" Shelly told him, and he grinned at her warmly and said he never had any control around her anyway! "Oh Dan...you are so sweet!" she smiled fondly, "But babe, when I say lose control, I mean LOSE CONTROL!" Shelly's sweet smile lit up her face but there was naughty mischief in her eyes "Of course, it's YOUR birthday, so it's up to you...!"

Dan grinned wider and took her hand, and looked at her expectantly saying "Come on Shelly... let's have it then...what's cooking in that naughty brain of yours?" 

Shelly barely held back a giggle. "Dan, babe, you know me too well already!" Her smile turned wicked when she added "You know darling, I would have worn black leather for you, but I didn't want to be too obvious about it" Her smile was as wide as her face now.

"What do you mean, honey?" Dan asked, looking a little puzzled.

"Well...Daniel my sweet, didn't you read the little cards?" Shelly stroked his cheeks and her thumb slowly caressed his lower lip. He took it between his teeth for a moment, and chuckled when he saw her eyes grow darker.

"Yes, sure I read your cards, but.... " His eyes opened wide when Shelly leaned back on the bed and reached under a pillow. 

For a moment she sat very still, hesitating, not sure whether they were ready for this, but Dan looked at her so lustfully and so openly sexy, and there really was only one way to find out wasn't there? Shelly sat back up and pulled her hand back from underneath the pillow. Dan's eyes grew even bigger when he saw what she was holding in her hand. 

"Oh god, Shelly...! " he uttered, his eyes glued to the black rubber harness she was holding in one hand, or more precisely to the purple, beautifully shaped dildo she was holding in the other.

"Yes lover, this one's for you..." and reaching back under the pillow again, she showed him another dildo "...and this one is for me...!"

Shelly handed him the harness, and he quietly stroked it, looking at her, a question in his eyes. 

"What do you think honey? Would you help me put this on please, Dan? I thought we could do things a little differently to get to know each other better, you know, not in the usual "man-fucks-woman" kind of way..." She smiled rather wickedly at that "You do understand what it is that I want to do by now, don't you, babe?" 

Dan said nothing, and Shelly took a deep breath. 

"Babe...If you'll let me, I want to fuck you, Dan!" His cock jumped and he swallowed hard.

Dan stared at Shelly sitting there, naked apart from the stockings and garter, her short red hair all tousled, her large round breasts moving up and down fast with her nervous excited breathing. Her green eyes with their long dark lashes looked at him sweetly, yet so lustfully and expectantly, with a hint of dread that he would find her too weird, and maybe a little defiance as well. Her red lips were parted slightly, the tip of her tongue quickly moistening her lower lip almost subconsciously as he looked at them...inviting...offering...beckoning... 

His continued silence made her bite her lip. Shelly's thoughts were whirling. She held her breath, afraid to even exhale. Dan looked away, at the candles, the smooth red sheets, the black satin corset and the little wet excuse for a thong thrown casually aside on the floor. His mind lingered on the little cards, then on the blowjob in the bathtub, and then he looked at Shelly again...

His eyes were dark and smoldering, and he smiled a naughty, wanton smile. Shelly started breathing again. Dan only nodded once, but Shelly's heart skipped a few beats and her pussy and belly instantly convulsed. His fingers trembled slightly when he asked her to stand in front of him. 

He picked up the harness, and lifted the straps up to fold them around her hips. Shelly's audible sigh of relief made his heart swell. She'd taken a risk for him, and he was well aware of that. He'd only ever mentioned this fantasy to her once, two weeks ago, when they were watching a movie, and he might as well have turned her down for all she knew. But, this lustful baby went ahead and planned it anyway, and he loved her all the more for it! 

"Ah, where do you want this to go?" he asked, pointing at the second purple dildo on the bed.

"Slide it deep into my cunt for me babe, I want to feel it pushing up inside me with every thrust of my pelvis when I fuck you" Shelly stroked Dan's face with her fingers. 

"Not in your ass honey? That's not fair!" he protested while reaching for the dildo. 

"No Danny, I am sorry, that little tight hole is reserved!" she grinned lecherously at his dazed look. "For your fat prick, silly...!" she giggled, and again his cock lurched as if it agreed wholeheartedly with that suggestion.

With a grunt he pulled her mouth down to his and kissed her deeply...sucking her tongue into his hot wet mouth before letting her go again reluctantly...

"God Shelly...if you want me to last at all, don't say things like that to me...!" he chuckled, and she laughed and straightened her back when he took the dildo in his hand. Dan pulled her hips close to his mouth and softly blew on her little nubbin while he inserted the dildo deep into her wet slippery cunt. He noticed it made Shelly's knees go weak and watching her struggle made him feel deliriously powerful for a moment. He moved the purple toy back and forth a couple of times to make sure it was snug and comfortable there inside her already leaking tunnel, while softly kissing her clit, and he grinned as Shelly licked her lips and moaned softly.

Dan smiled widely at her and maneuvered the end of the dildo in the holder, inside the straps, tightening them around her hips and between her thighs to keep the dildo in place. Checking to make sure it was secure but not too tight, for the first time he noticed the little vibrating pearl sitting just above Shelly's clit. He winked at her and turned it on quickly, watching her squirm and quiver instantly with lust and need.

"Oh god...Not yet Dan...FUCK...Stop!!!" she gasped. "My knees will buckle baby...aaahhh...!" Shelly shuddered. "Please! Don't do that! At least, not yet...but soon" she promised. Dan relented and turned off the little pearl, for now, smiling as he watched Shelly shaking a little. She wiped her brow with a big WHEW in mock relief, but he could tell it wasn't all show!

Shelly took the other dildo and slid it into the harness so it protruded from her mound like a magnificent purple weapon of pleasure...not too thick, but still a good size. Dan watched it closely, and she ogled his cock as it jolted and oozed clear drops of pre-cum. Quickly she bent over to lick them off his throbbing crown, if only to savor his taste and suck his hot swollen head deep into her throat for all of two seconds. She could feel his thighs start to tremble, and stood upright again to kiss his mouth and share some of his sweet slick pre-cum with him.

"God you are so delicious!" Shelly exclaimed and she slowly pushed Dan back to stand in front of him, and smiled. Softly, she put her hands behind his head to pull him towards her.

"Now...Suck my cock Daniel!" 

It was not a question, though her voice was sweet, the hands on his head gently but firmly guided his mouth towards the dildo pointing at him. His eyes were wide but he eagerly opened his lips, and Shelly softly pushed the dildo into his mouth, watching with increasing arousal as he swirled his tongue around the head and sucked the purple shaft into his mouth.

"That's it babe, suck me...suck my cock...make it nice and wet for Shelly. Make it all slippery for your ass Daniel, baby" Shelly crooned, slowly sliding the dildo in and out of his mouth as she softly stroked his cheeks and neck. He seemed to enjoy blowing her toy; his lips were stretched around the shaft and his saliva made it glisten. Shelly thoroughly enjoyed watching him suck her, it looked so hot, sliding the dildo into his mouth and seeing it coming out all wet and glossy...

"Fuck...Is that why men love to watch this so much? It looks very erotic, baby!" she told Dan. After a few minutes though, she pulled her cock out of his mouth and looked deeply into his eyes. 

"Kneel on the bed Dan. Get on your hands and knees for me, here, on the edge of the bed..." Again, this was not a question, but again he complied willingly and knelt in front of her, with his feet dangling over the edge of the bed. 

"Come closer...Spread your legs for me babe...Show me how much you want my cock!" 

Dan spread his legs and slightly nervously pushed his ass toward her. Shelly heard him moan softly as she bent over to kiss his round tight ass cheeks. She spread them wide with her hands and licked all the way down his crack, her tongue wet and soft, licking down over his balls and the base of his cock, and back up again, rubbing in circles on his perineum, then moving higher still.

Slowly she sucked his sweet little asshole. She tenderly probed his anus with the tip of her tongue, sliding it in gently, wiggling it, caressing his balls and cock from underneath him. Deeper and deeper Shelly pushed her tongue into Dan's little star, moaning against his ass when she heard him gasp her name. She pulled out her tongue and quickly took a bottle of lube from the bedside table. Dan felt her squirting an ample amount between his cheeks. She caught it with her fingers and rubbed it around his puckered hole. The sensation made him quiver pleasurably. 

Slowly she inserted her middle finger, moving it in and out gently, rubbing the lube into his ass, turning her finger around and pushing the cool gel into him. When his little hole was all slick and slippery, Shelly pressed two fingers together and worked both of them into his asshole. Very slowly stroking deeper, she churned in and out of his ass carefully, spreading her fingers inside him gently. More, deeper, she tenderly kept stretching Dan's ass in preparation of her dildo; dribbling more lube between her spread fingers, sliding in and out smoothly until she knew his hind passage was ready for her. Shelly pulled her fingers out softly, leaving Dan's hole so invitingly glossy and slippery. She watched it slowly closing again, so loose now.

"Are you ready for my cock, Danny my love?" she asked, firmly massaging his round buttocks...

"Yes Shelly, I'm ready. Hmmm...yesss." he moaned, pushing his ass towards her in a gesture of infinite trust and subconscious submission that made her heart and cunt ache at the same time. 

"Ask for it then...Come on, tell me what you want babe...let me hear you say it" Shelly crooned at him, kneading his firm muscles, spreading his sexy ass cheeks wide open with the palms of both hands, stretching his asshole with both her thumbs...

"Fuck me, Shelly, I want your cock inside my ass, please!" his voice hoarse with eager lust. 

"Hmm....my cock is all yours lover, here it comes..." Shelly pressed the solid head of the dildo against Dan's little puckered star and pushed forward slightly, watching it push his anus inward. His sphincter gave way with a soft little pop, and the head slipped into his lubed ass so easily.

"Oh god yes Shelly...yesss" Dan panted, and pushed back at her, taking her cock another inch. 

"Danny, fuck, you look incredibly sexy with your ass spread so wide for me!" Shelly whispered, leaning over to plant kisses all over his back, causing the dildo to slip in deeper and pushing her own toy deep into her aching cunt. She put her hands on his hips and slowly leaned into him. 

Looking down, she watched the long shaft of the dildo sliding into his tight hole, inch by inch. Shelly held still halfway, gyrating her hips a little, pulling out, then pushing back into him. The dildo disappeared deeper into his tight tunnel with every slow sexy move of her hips. Again she held still, letting him adjust, her hands caressing his smooth ass cheeks, spreading them even wider, so she could see Dan's anus stretched around the dildo. She kissed him between his shoulder blades and licked the base of his neck, then softly nibbled and sucked his right earlobe, breathing into his ear "Take it babe, take all of me, ride my hard cock with your ass lover!" 

Shelly stood back up and held her cock steady in her hand. Dan moaned deeply and started moving his hips against her like a kite in the wind, slowly screwing himself onto the dildo, pushing himself into her. She held her hips still and let him take the long rigid toy at his own pace, stroking him with her slick fingers round and round his tight anus as he impaled himself on her big hard cock. Suddenly, he slammed his ass into her forcefully, and Shelly's own dildo got pushed into her wet hot cunt so had and so deep, it made her scream his name. Shelly's sudden cries of aching pleasure make Dan turn his head. He smile at her over his shoulder so lustfully, that her cunt contracted around the hard shaft inside her, and her juices started running down the inside of her thighs in warm slick creamy rivulets of delight. 

"Fuck me Shelly" Dan moaned, "Fuck my ass hard and make yourself cum. Come on baby, indulge yourself!" Shelly's fingers dug into his hips and she started rocking back and forth, pulling the dildo almost all the way out, then pushing it deep into Dan's burning asshole, and out, and back in again. 

"Oh yes, oh god yes!" Shelly moved slowly at first, then stepped up the pace, feeling her dildo doing its work inside her dripping cunt. She reached underneath Dan to stroke his swaying balls as she put her arm around his chest and pulled him up against her. He relished the feel of her large soft breasts and stiff nipples rubbing against his back and her hand around his dick, slowly stroking his hard throbbing member as they pushed into each other. And when their moans increased, so did their rhythm, panting...gasping...grunting...

Their hips moved and thrust into one another, swiveling to drive each other mad. While one of her purple toys reamed his ass, the other one moved deep inside her cunt, pushing against her cervix at every hard thrust. Her moans and moves became more urgent now, her hand jerking his cock faster and faster, up and down. Big drops of fuck juice oozed from his cock all over her fingers.

Dan grunted and folded his fingers around hers, and together they stroked and jerked Dan's burning cock. Their thrusting became wilder and more frantic, their hands working his cock faster. When he felt Shelly trembling, Dan carefully reached behind him, and slid a hand between their bodies. Deftly he switched on the vibrating pearl on Shelly's harness and pressed it hard against her clit with his thumb while stroking her swollen lips around the slippery shaft. 

"AAAAHHHH FUUUUCCCKKK!" Almost instantly Shelly felt the waves of her orgasm hit her. Her hips bucked hard into Dan's ass, pressing the dildo high up into Dan's quivering hole, and they both moaned and shook as Shelly came in gushing floods around the hard dildo inside her, her cunt convulsing almost painfully, her hot slick cum squirting down between Dan's fingers.

She laughed and moaned and gasped for air, her legs turned to jelly and her knees buckled, making her fall against Dan, and they landed on the bed together, Shelly on top of him with her dildo still deeply embedded in his ass. Dan slowly brought his cum drenched hand to his mouth to lick up all of her sweet cum juice, and shared it with Shelly in a deep kiss. Moaning, she kissed his face. They were both breathless. They laughed, and kissed some more, and Dan grunted in protest as Shelly lifted her body up a little to give him some air, her purple lance still gently moving inside his ass. 

"Shelly, oh god baby, I want to fuck you so badly. But your cock feels so good inside me" Dan moaned desperately. Shelly grinned and asked him to lie still for a moment. She unfastened the harness from her waist and thighs and adjusted the straps, sliding the dildo out of her cunt and putting it on the bedside table beside her. Dan tried to turn around, but she held him down.

"Hang on babe, give me a second". She deftly turned the harness around on the dildo without ever taking it out of Dan's ass, the little vibrator pointing in the other direction now, right below Dan's balls. Shelly tightened the straps around his thighs and waist to hold the harness in place, with the dildo secure in Dan's tight ass, and then she sneakily switched on the little pearl. 

Dan jolted and cried out "Not yet Shelly...Holy shit! Not yet!" She grinned wickedly, but relented and kissed his mouth while she turned it off again

"Enough laughing" Dan grunted, and pulled her in front of him on the bed. "Now it's your turn honey! Oh yeah, I am going to fuck you so good" 

Shelly smiled a horny smile and cried "Stop talking and do it already!"

He pushed her onto her hands and knees, not too gently, for they were both beyond gentle now. Dan spread her knees and Shelly pushed her ass towards him, urging him on. Her round lush ass made such an inviting target! Dan seemed to hesitate for just a second, and then made up his mind. He pressed his head against her puffy lips and with one mighty thrust he shoved his cock deep into her sloppy cunt, groaning when he felt her heat and creamy wetness around his prick, and groaning even louder when that big thrust made the purple dildo angle up inside his own asshole! He reached for the bottle of lubricant, working a good amount into Shelly's ass with his agile fingers, making her moan and sigh with need. 

Smiling, Dan took the still slippery dildo off the bedside table to push it slowly into Shelly's anus, stretching her ass nicely, preparing her for his swollen cock.

"Oh god Dan...oh yes baby...fuck my cunt! OH FUCK YES, fuck my ASS!!! Fuck me good...fuck me baby" Shelly moaned as he started fucking both of her squishy holes at once. He pushed his prick so deep into her pussy, it made Shelly cry out and arch her back. For a few more delicious moments he listened to her moans and fucked her cunt and prepared her ass with the dildo. Her cunt squeezed and clenched around his straining dick and suddenly he couldn't wait any longer. 

He grunted at Shelly "I hope you are ready for me angel, cause I must have your ass now!" He pulled out of her cunt, threw aside the dildo and pressed his purple swollen head, moist and slick with his pre-cum and Shelly's cunt cream, against her slippery anus...and pushed...

Shelly's moans of joy and sweet agony echoed in the room as Dan shoved his fat swollen cock into her tight ass in one go, stretching her so wide, his shaft so much thicker than the dildo, leaving her gasping. It felt so hot, so exquisitely tight and hot. A strange overwhelming sensation, an exquisite mixture of pain and pleasure in one washed over her, and Dan held perfectly still, letting her ass adjust to his girth. Shelly's ass quivered around his sensitive meat, and slowly he moved his turgid cock back and forth an inch or so at a time, until he felt her tight passage relax around him, her anus almost sucking him back in. 

And then he began fucking her in earnest, deeper with every long slow slippery stroke, the dildo in his ass rubbing him on the inside, her burning ass gripping and squeezing his prick so tight. He grabbed her shoulders to make her arch her back, and pulled her hard onto his raging dick. In between moans, he whispered that it felt as if he was fucking his own cock through his ass. His lustful pole probed deeper, harder now, and deeper still. They were both groaning and panting, humping and rutting and grinding against each other, urging each other on. 

"Oh fuck babe, push harder! Ah yes, that feels so good Shelly...oh FUCK yesss... Squeeze your ass like that again...yesss..." 

"Ooohh deeper, oh Danny yes...harder...god yesss...aaahhh...Oh yes, oh yes, just like that! Move that prick baby, yes oh yesss....so tight...oh Dan...yesss FUCK me baby..." 




A Birthday Surprise



Deeper and deeper he screwed his cock into her tight twitching hole, until he was buried inside her all the way to the hilt. Shelly reached underneath them to turn on the vibrating pearl resting against his perineum while he reached underneath her to slip his fingers into her cunt. 

Dan could feel his cock with his fingers, through the walls of her pussy, as it moved in and out of her ass with long hard strokes. He fucked her with strong gyrating thrusts, his thumb flicking her swollen clit, the pearl vibrating against his prostate, the dildo stretching his asshole, his fingers strumming the slick walls of her cunt. Dan's cock pistoned in and out of Shelly's tight hot ass, ever harder and deeper and faster. Shelly pushed back into him, taking the entire length of his throbbing prick, the muscles in her asshole squeezing and massaging his cock like little fingers, like a burning smooth glove.

"Shelly oh god Shelly...I am so close" Dan moaned. Shelly arched her back in response.

"Fill my ass Dan, fill me up with your cum" she screamed, and spread her cheeks even wider with her hands so he could watch his glossy cock slide in and out of her so deep and tight. 

"Oh FUCK SHELLY, you naughty little cunt" Dan grunted, "That looks so fucking hot!!" He pounded her ass hard, his balls hitting her cunt lips with a wet thwacking sound over and over, making Shelly cry our at every thrust, making her push back at him even more fervently. Her large breasts swayed at counterpoint to their feverish rhythm, and she grabbed hold of them, pinching and pulling her nipples, sending added bolts of lightning to her dripping core. Faster, harder, moaning and gasping, Dan's prick lurched inside her ass as he watched her hands kneading her tits. 

"FUCK...AAAAHH...I'M...GONNA...CUM SOON...DAN BABY...FUCK ME...!" Shelly gasped and panted and cried in between thrusts. Dan's thumb and fingers worked her cunt and clit even more frantically and relentlessly while fucking her ass with hard deep strokes of his near bursting cock. 

"YESSS...SHELLY YESSS...CUM FOR ME...CUM ALL OVER ME" Dan yelled, "I'M GONNA CUM TOO..." He slammed into her so hard he almost lifted her off the bed with his throbbing prick pounding her ass, his cum tight balls striking the lips of her pussy with wet slaps. Their cries and moans filled the room. "AAAAHHHHH...FUCK...NOW...HERE I CUM BABY...AAHHHH!!!!" 

Shelly felt Dan's cock jerking madly deep inside her, and when he started spurting huge jets of thick hot creamy fuck juices deep into her clenching rectum, it set off a shockwave in her body. Her cunt convulsed and contracted around Dan's fingers as wave after wave of overwhelming pleasure hit her. She erupted in huge body wrenching jolts, her cum gushing over his hand and her thighs and unto the sheets in a hot pearly flood. They were beyond words, gasping and moaning each other's name. A few more thrusts, a few more squirts...they were both heaving and panting, their bodies spasming and shaking so hard. Cum oozed and dripped everywhere. They fell against each other, a quivering tangled mass of wanton lust and wet release...

With trembling fingers Dan unfastened the harness and coughed a few times to carefully push the dildo out of his burning ass before he slowly pulled his softening cock from Shelly's hole. He embraced her body and rolled over with her, onto their sides on the bed. He pulled her close against his warm chest, his arms tight around her. They were both still out of breath, their hearts pounding. Dan pulled one of the satin sheets over their sweating bodies and kissed Shelly's neck. She sighed contentedly and turned her head to kiss his lips, feeling so good, too satiated to speak. They just smiled, kissed some more and snuggled up, pressed against each other. Who said you can't have your cake and eat it too?



A Birthday Surprise



Janet, my wife of 25 years, is a beautiful, all-American, ex-school teacher with incredible green eyes. She is the ivory soap "girl next door" and a walking fantasy for any guy who yearns for a woman who is as wholesome as she is hot. 

We have had some great sex over the years...the time on Cape Cod where she went pantiless to an Irish bar and we wound up doing it on the beach, or the time she slipped her bathing suit off on the way home from the Jersey shore and we came home to her family's empty house and did it in the den with the shades drawn. 

But my birthday is always one of the hottest days of the year and it has nothing to do with the temperature. My most recent birthday was particularly hot, for two reasons. 

We had planned a nice, quiet evening out at a beautiful B @ B along the Delaware River. Jan had done some shopping at Victoria's Secret earlier in the week. I had done a little some shopping of my own at an adult novelty shop. Jan also surprised me recently, while I was away at a high school reunion, by doing a little extra grooming around her most delectable asset. Her luscious ass and flawless legs are a close second. As my sexy wife put it, "after I was done down there, it looked so pretty I could barely keep my hands off it." Amen.

We got our kids situated, packed all of the essentials, including batteries,and headed off for what I knew would be a memorable evening. I just didn't know how memorable. We got to our room, which was colonial and beautifully appointed with an outdoor hot tub and an incredible view of the river below. 

We headed out for dinner at a great restaurant within walking distance of the B & B, looking forward to a delicious meal,followed by an even tastier dessert. Luckily we were seated in a very short period of time by the hostess, and within a few minutes we were approached by our waitress for the evening.

Our server was a drop-dead gorgeous Asian woman in her late 20's with long brown hair pulled back in a pony tail. She introduced herself as Ami and resembled the planet's hottest adult film star, Charmane Star.

Jan had a couple of glasses of wine before dinner and one or two during the meal. As a result, she was becoming quite relaxed and a little toasty as the conversation progressed toward my favorite subject: SEX. 

Janet was always more reserved than me on this topic, (growing up Catholic I guess) but as she got a little looser she let down her guard and opened up about a lot of things, including a few of the naughty things she wanted to do in the hot tub later and the fact that there was nothing separating her faded jeans from her beautifully trimmed triangle.

In the old days I would have asked for the check right then and there but I found the conversation far too stimulating. We still hadn't discussed any of our sexual fantasies and I wasn't leaving the table until my reserved wife revealed some of hers. Being a guy, I have a million of them. About half involve just us, others involve a third person or even a fourth, while still others involve me only as an observer. Janet loves the idea of me watching.

My demure wife then proceeded to shock the hell out of me. She rubbed my foot under the table and coyly stated, "I fantasize about a third person too you know, and no, the person is not the same sex as you, but that's all I am gonna say." She didn't have to say anything else. The visuals were already dancing like sugar plumbs in my head, causing my pants to tighten around my ever-hardening member just knowing that my partner of 30 years had secretly thought about being with another woman. I had expected the obligatory fantasy of her servicing two firemen at the same time,which is also hot, but this was beyond my wildest dreams. 

I had to know the type of woman she found attractive and if there was any chance that she would act on this fantasy now with a little friendly prodding from her husband. She knew from the fact that I hadn't spoken since she dropped her "bombshell" that I was searching for some way to respond. I looked around the room and asked her, " Well, if you could pick one woman to join us in the hot tub tonight, who would it be?" 

Without hesitation she very casually said, "Ami".

I have always had a thing for Asian women, but I never knew it interested Janet as well. I must admit I've had fantasies about picking Jan up at a nail salon, which is always filled with gorgeous Vietnamese women, and finding no one in the shop, only to see a door leading to the back room slightly ajar,but I digress and that's a different forum.

We were almost finished with dinner and I did not want to blow this chance of a lifetime so I quickly asked,"Why don't you ask her to join us when she gets off work?" 

"Is that a dare?", Jan responded. I just smiled and within a minute the moment of truth was upon us. Ami returned with the check and my wife seized the opportunity. She softly grabbed our waitress' hand and calmly explained that she and I had been admiring her all night and that we would love for her to join us later on in our room. 

Surprisingly, Ami did not look shocked or insulted by the proposition. Instead, she told us that it was a very nice invitation but that she would have to decline. As she walked away, we both looked at her beautiful ass and wondered just what she looked like underneath her tight black pants.

We knew the prospect of her joining us was a long shot but we were only disappointed long enough to realize we were about to spend a slippery night together in the hot tub, maybe trying out some new stuff, with nobody around to hear our passionate cries. We paid our bill and headed back to our room, anticipating another incredible love-making session.

Once back in the room, I poured Jan another glass of Pinot Grigio and me an Amaretto. She retired to the bathroom to don her new lingerie as I turned on the hot tub jets. She always buys stuff that shows off her cute bod. It was only in the thirties outside so we knew the hot tub would be that much more amazing. Our sex life had gotten a little more exciting as of late. I bought Jan two toys that she is quite enamored with. One is the infamous "bunny" and the other is a lifelike vibrating pink dildo that she likes even more than the rabbit. The next time I go shopping I want to bring her with me so she can pick something out to add to her collection. 

Jan emerged from the bathroom with her new pink babydoll. She modeled it for a moment, then turned around and bent over slightly, just enough to reveal her perfect butt and show me that she had conveniently forgotten to wear the matching thong. My wife has a body that begs to be licked from head to toe and she looks ten times better than women 15 years younger. I stepped into the hot tub and she followed soon after, allowing me the honors of removing her babydoll. She snuck beneath the water before I had the chance to get the coveted full-frontal shot. 

The hot tub was doing it's magic as we sat a few feet apart. Jan put down her glass and moved in front of me putting her arms around my neck. She gave me a very long kiss before she turned her back to me and rubbed her cheeks against my throbbing dick. I reached around to rub her nipples and then slowly began to slide my hand down toward her soft mound. Janet was thinking the same thing however and beat me to the punch. 

I let her go and simply placed my hand over hers, guiding her slender fingers. After all, who was I to keep my wife from stroking herself? She began to moan as I helped her rub her aching clit and occasionally slide her middle finger inside her tight quim. She spread her thighs wider, giving me an opportunity to slide a second finger inside her as she arched her back. She reached back, grabbed my neck and had her first powerful orgasm.

She slid over, placing her hands on the side of the hot tub. "Get behind me", she said. This is by far our favorite position. She loves to get on all fours on our bed at home, while I stand on the floor, grab her hips and penetrate her. My wife looks as hot as any pornstar when she gets in that position. 

She reached underneath us to grab my cock and I entered her effortlessly. I took advantage of the extra lubrication and slid a finger into her tight ass. Watching my cock slide between her soft cheeks usually makes me come within a few minutes, but I knew the night was young and I wanted to make it last. 

She turned to face me and slide my dick into her from the front when we heard a feminine voice ask, " Is there room in there for a third?" We both looked up and there she was, our sultry waitress dressed only in a white sun dress standing on the deck of the hot tub. Ami looked even more incredible than we had imagined. 

Janet responded, " there is plenty of room, but the dress has to go." 

"Gladly," said Ami as she slowly removed the clingy garment, slipping it off her soft shoulders and leaving it in a heap on the floor. Our mouths dropped when we saw her petite body for the first time. Her figure was stunning. It was everything we expected and more, with a bonus of a mostly clean-shaven pussy and only a small trimmed triangle of downy fur above her clit.

Ami entered the hot tub and immediately gravitated toward my beautiful MILF of a wife, which is exactly where I knew she'd go. Not a word was spoken as Ami brushed Janet's cheek with her hand then drew her to her lips for the most gentle kiss I have ever seen. 

The kiss quickly turned into a much more intense, passionate, open-mouthed kiss with tongue sucking and soft lip nibbling. My wife is a great kisser and from the look and sound of it so was Ami. 

My wife has always appreciated the beauty of a woman. She loves their curves, their sensuality and their softness and although she had no lesbian tendencies I could tell she was enjoying the intimacy of a kiss from a pair of lips much softer than mine. 

Ami moved her hand to Jan's breasts and she moved into lick her nipples as Jan's breath quickened at her touch. I was mesmerized by the action before me and had no interest in being anything but a spectator, for now.

Ami's right hand left Jan's breasts and traced the drips of water down her stomach. It was so sexy to see her hand disappear under the water and see Janet spread her thighs slightly. I knew the second she made contact with Jan's nest as my startled wife let out a small whimper and reached down to grab her hand, possibly having second thoughts about living out her fantasy. 

Ami assured her that she would enjoy it but she had to just relax and let things happen naturally. Jan soon gave in and returned her kiss. I moved to her other side and she grabbed my arm as Ami deft fingers continued to work their magic beneath the hot tub bubbles. 

Jan turned toward me and passionately kissed me, moaning into my mouth the entire time. I knew the sound well and I knew that the sheer excitement of having another beautiful woman's fingers inside her was too much for her to take. She came more intensely than she had in years and turned back to slide her tongue into Ami's mouth as a thank you.

I suggested we retire to the bedroom. Ami dried off and got comfortable on the king size bed, seductively sliding her finger along her pussy lips enticing my wife with her stirring eyes.

Janet quickly joined her, but up until this point my wife had only been the recipient of the sexual advances. I wondered if she was interested enough to muster the courage to return the favor. I stood at the end of the bed stroking my cock as they fell into each other's arms and began kissing and exploring each other's lovely bodies. 

Their petting progressed with Jan rubbing Ami's smooth butt, but her fingers never ventured between Ami's toned thighs. It didn't stop Ami though, as she rolled Janet onto her back, laid on top of her and spread Janet's thighs with her knees. She held my compliant wife's hands up over her head and kissed her passionately. She then seductively worked her way down her body, stopping when she reached her destination a few inches below Jan's belly. 

Ami then looked deeply into my wife's piercing green eyes, smiled slyly and purred," I want to eat your pretty pussy while your husband watches." My wife didn't say a word. Instead she slid her middle finger into her juicy cunt and placed it to Ami's lips for her to taste. Ami gladly sucked every bit of cum off it. 

She then assumed my favorite position, looping her arms under my wife's creamy thighs and holding her in place with her hands. She spent what seemed to be an eternity licking every inch of my wife's ass and thighs, purposely avoiding her moist pussy. Jan reached to her sides and grabbed a handful of the bed sheets in anticipation of Ami making that first contact with her tongue.

Ami finally stopped the tease and placed her mouth over Janet's dripping clit, sucking it delicately. She then proceeded to spread Jan's pussy with her middle and index fingers, softly probing the inside of her pink opening with her tongue. 

Jan groaned and grabbed her breasts as this Asian beauty picked up the pace and drove her tongue in and out of her warm folds, all the while increasing the pressure on Jan's hard clit with her thumb. Janet was beside herself, her head moving from side to side as Ami replaced her tongue with two of her talented fingers, sliding them slowly inside and feeling my wife's muscles tighten around them, then pulling them out even slower.

Jan looked down between her splayed thighs and finally made eye contact with the beautiful woman servicing her. She was totally captivated at the sight of Ami going down on her, enjoying the visual as much as the actual touch of Ami's soft tongue licking the length of her slit. Ami had been waiting for the moment too. Seeing the lust in Janet's eyes only made her pump her pussy harder as a faint, but clear, "please put your tongue back inside me," escaped from my wife's lips. They were the only audible words Janet spoke all night and it was the only encouragement Ami needed. 

The unmistakable sounds of oral sex filled the room as she removed her fingers, grabbed Jan's shapely ass and lifted her slightly off the bed so that she could explore every inch of my wife's sex, driving her tongue even deeper into her gorgeous kitty. She was voracious, satisfying my wife better than I could ever dream of.

While all this was happening, Ami's perfect ass was sticking straight up and I took advantage of the opportunity to move in and start licking her from behind. She was dripping wet and I soon replaced my tongue with my cock. 

Her pussy was like velvet and her muscles tightened around my cock as I grabbed her waist and slid inside. She reached underneath and rubbed her clit and I saw my wife's eyes widen as I fucked this beautiful stranger, fulfilling another of Jan's fantasies of being a voyeur. 

The combination of watching my cock disappear inside Ami, while having her pussy ravaged by this incredibly sexy woman set her off for a third time. She let go of the sheets and grabbed Ami's silky brown hair, feeling the rush and grinding her box against her face. Janet moaned loudly, holding Ami's mouth to her pussy until she bucked her hips and came in one long, exhausting orgasm, with Ami's tongue still deep inside her. Ami tenderly continued to lap Janet's pussy like a kitten not wanting to waste a single drop of milk, kissing and licking each succulent lip as my insatiable wife recovered from another intense climax. 

Jan caught her breath, rolled on to her side and reached for her pink vibrating cock. She turned it on, closed her eyes, and held it on her clit, still feeling the sensation from her last orgasm. She then slowly slid all 7 inches inside of her tight pussy, one inch at a time. 

There is nothing sexier in the world then watching Janet masturbate. I love the sound of the subdued hum when her toy disappears inside her and I get hard just thinking about who she is fantasizing about when she is fingering herself. She removed the toy from her pussy and slid it in her mouth, twisting it and licking her juices off the head as if it were a real cock. 

Ami had been very attentive to my wife all night so I felt it was only fair to make sure she received a little more attention herself. I rolled her on her back and kissed the length of her delicious body. I was about to go down on this breathtaking woman while my beautiful wife watched and pleasured herself. 

Ami grabbed her knees and pulled them back toward her chest as I gently licked her clit and slid one, then two, then three fingers inside her. I slid my tongue into the second sweetest pussy I had ever tasted, hoping Janet would be bold enough to enjoy it as well before the night was over. Janet leaned over to take Ami's nipple in her mouth as I worked on her clit.Ami began to breathe heavily and soon exploded.

Watching me make our new friend come set Janet off yet again, but Ami could not get her fill of my hot wife and "coaxed" Jan into straddling her flawless face so that she could enjoy my wife from a different angle.

They re-positioned themselves as Jan threw her leg over Ami's head and got on her hands and knees facing me as I stood at the side of the bed. Jan and I kissed just inches above Ami's delicious cunt. Janet stared intently, with this perfect creature's swollen lips just an inch from her mouth. My wife had never seen another woman's pussy this close and I could see was intrigued. She breathed in deeply, savoring the scent of another woman for the first time.

Ami took Janet's clit between her lips and began sucking on it as I slid my cock between Ami's thighs. I withdrew my cock and held it out for Janet to taste. She took me in her warm mouth and slid her tongue the length of my tool, stopping to suck on the head, obviously enjoying the experience of tasting another woman on her husband's dick. I started to slide it back inside but Janet stepped in and took control. 

As vivid as my fantasies might have been, they paled in comparison to what was unfolding before me. I backed off and watched as Janet began to rub Ami's love button. It was the first time she had touched a woman like that and my pretty wife was about to throw caution to the wind. She slid her hands under Ami's perfect cheeks and leaned down to reciprocate in- kind for the amazing orgasms she received earlier in the evening.

She was finally going to fully taste another woman and all three of us were going to enjoy the experience. All I saw from then on was the top of my wife's head as her face disappeared from view and she began to devour this exotic beauty. She methodically started to lick the entire length of Ami's pussy, from her clit to her lovely fanny, then zeroed in on her drenched lips that naturally spread like a flower. Janet was ravenous, burying her face between Ami's soaked thighs and darting her adept tongue in and out like she had been eating pussy all her life. 

Seeing these two gorgeous women in a feverish 69 was more than I could handle. I moved to the other side of the bed and slid into Janet from behind as Ami continued to work on her clit. I slid my cock from Jan's pussy to Ami's mouth and back. I wanted to hold off until they pleased each other one last time, which only took a moment. They both came with muffled screams, their faces buried between each other's supple thighs. I stroked my cock until I came all over Jan's lovely ass, some of it dripping down onto Ami's tongue as she licked her lips and swallowed what she could. 

Ami stayed the night, with the morning session holding much more of the same. This time, the primary initiator was my beautiful wife. She had expanded her horizons, and loved it. I couldn't have asked for a better birthday present.



A Birthday Surprise



Clare was waiting nervously for her husband to return from his long day at work. Clare and Mike had been married for 5 years and today was Mike's 30th birthday. Clare is 28 and has a larger than average figure which Mike loves, saying they do not call them 'love' handles for nothing! She has mid length naturally blond hair and vibrant dark green eyes, which sparkle when she has naughty thoughts.

She had spent all day preparing for Mike's special night. An early start was necessary as Mike believed Clare had to work her usual shift as a receptionist for a large retail company. She awoke at the usual time and went through the motions as like every other day. This time however she did not go to work but rather to the local shopping centre to pick up all the essentials for the night ahead. 

These included 

• Whipped Cream

• An assortment of fruit and chocolate

• Lube

• A couple of bottles of wine 

• A new thong

• A pair of nipple tassels

She also had her hair done and got a manicure and pedicure. When she returned home she checked Mike had left for work and once she was sure he was gone she went in.

Her day was spent cleaning and tidying the house, she wanted it to be absolutely spotless. Once the house was tidy she cut the fruit into slices and placed it in the fridge. She wrote out three notes and placed them in various key areas which she knew Mike would see when he came in from work. 

Once she was happy with her efforts she went upstairs to their bathroom and went through the routine of waxing, shaving, showering and moisturising. Clare did not like having hair in any areas, ensuring that every strand had been removed from her pussy lips. She checked her handiwork with a mirror and was happy with the sight of her clean, white, smooth pussy. 

She slipped on her new thong; it was made from black lace and had a white ribbon running around the waist band. She fondled her breasts and played with her nipples; she was very proud of them and felt that they were her best feature. She applied the tape to the back of the black nipple tassels and attached them to her now erect nipples. She practised swinging the tassels round in a circle and found she had not lost the knack, moving to the dining room she set the scene for the exciting night ahead.

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Mike was knackered; he had had a long day at work and was looking forward to spending a quiet evening in with his beautiful wife. He had been angry that she could not get the time off from work for his birthday and had decided that if she was working then he may as well go to work too. Mike is a veterinarian and had had his fill of cats and dogs for the day.

He parked in his driveway and opened the front door, on the stand where he always left his keys was a note "you must be tired, go and have a shower and then grab some wine". So he did as the note said, all the time wondering what Clare had planned. He was no longer tired but excited. He washed his dark hair and ran the sponge all over his olive skin, paying special attention to his penis and testicles. He was hoping that he may get a 'treat' for his birthday if he was extra clean.

He made his way to the kitchen to fetch the wine and found another note propped up against the wine standing on the kitchen top. "I think we should skip dinner and go straight to dessert, come and join me in the dining room". Mike's mind was whizzing with ideas as he rushed to the dining room.

He opened the door and found his wife lying on their table, covered in whipped cream and fruit from top to toe. She was blindfolded and had one final message on her stomach. "Enjoy me in any way you please, I am your present to play with as you see fit". His face lit up and his cock stiffened against his tight fitting boxers as he thought of all the things he has ever wanted to try with Clare. He spotted the lube sitting on the side table next to her and everything had come together. Mike had been asking Clare whether she would like to try anal sex for a while and she had always been unsure, it seems she had been saving that particular pleasure for his big birthday surprise. 

Mike walked to the top of the table and leant over Clare; he started by licking and kissing Clare's right cheek and slowly moved towards her ear. He worked his tongue over her ear lobe and nibbled it lightly; this always sent shivers down Clare's spine and today was no different. He kept going with this technique until light moans left her lips and her hips started to rise. 

Mike decided this was a sign to move his attentions down to her neck and across to her breasts. It was at this point that he noticed the shiny black nipple tassels, he was glad that she had decided to wear some as it reminded him of their wedding night when she wore a sequined white pair. The nipple tassels meant he had no choice but to keep moving downwards in the exploration of his wife's beautiful body, only stopping to nibble on some fruit or chocolate.

Once he had cleaned Clare of cream and fruit from head to toe he started to touch her with his fingers. Running them up and down the sides of her body, feeling the goosebumps rise on her smooth skin. He moved his hands to her breasts and cupped them, squeezing her huge mounds and playing with the tassels, twirling the lengths of string in his fingers, wishing he could lick and suck on her hard nipples. He could hear Clare's breathing increasing with every touch; this caused him to pull her knees up and spread her legs apart. He stated that he had not eaten all of his dessert yet. This statement caused Clare to gasp and her breathing increased further with the excitement.

Mike started by kissing her toes on her left foot and slowly moved his kisses up her leg until his warm breath could be felt against the lace of her black thong. He could feel her stiffening from the anticipation and this caused him to stop and move back up to her right foot, completing the same routine. This time however when he reached her panties he started to blow on them and run his fingers up and down her inner thighs. The action caused Clare to start squirming, wanting to make contact between his mouth and her clit. He continued the rhythm of his fingers and the blowing on her thong until he was done watching her squirm. Within a second he had moved his fingers from her thighs and used them to move her thong to one side so that he could instigate an assault of pleasure on Clare's clit with his tongue. 

He ravished her clit, licking and lapping it like a wild animal. He then slowed and moved his tongue in very slow circles around her clit, he could hear Clare moaning with pleasure but he was waiting for the begging to start. He changed tactic and started to suck on her clit holding the whole thing in his mouth and used his finger to outline the circle of her vaginal entrance. It was at this point that he heard what he had been waiting for. "Please Mike; please fuck me with your big hard cock". He answered her by stopping everything he had been doing and moving up towards the top of the table, causing Clare to release a whimper of disappointment.

She felt the pressure of Mike's hand on her cheek pushing her head to her right side. Mike said "open wide" and she obeyed. He slowly pushed his hard cock into her open mouth and started to pump it into her mouth holding the back of her head with his hand. It was his time to start moaning as Clare used her tongue to lick at his shaft as it pumped in and out of her mouth and she moved her hands up so that she could cup and play with his balls.

Before Mike came he pulled out of Clare's mouth and told her to get on all fours and move to the edge of the table. He went and grabbed a condom and some lube, rubbing it over his now secured cock and all over his lovely wife's perfect arsehole. He felt her tense up and told her to relax as he started inserting a finger. She did not seem to mind the finger and so he added another finger to the mix and judged how she reacted to it. She moaned and he decided that it was time to try inserting something a little larger.

He lined up his cock against her tight ring and started to apply some pressure. She moaned a little and he continued to push against her virgin hole. Little by little his cock started to disappear into her and she continued to moan as her arse was stretched. Eventually his entire cock was inside his wife and he started to slowly move in and out of her hole. He knew that Clare liked it as she started to match his rhythm and moan with pleasure as he pumped her arse. The movement caused her large breasts to sway and the table shake.

He continued with this until he felt he was very close to cumming and he pulled out, ripped off the condom and plunged his cock into her soaked vagina. She moaned with pleasure as he fucked her hard, cupping her breasts as he thrusted. Clare started playing with herself and Mike picked up the pace and strength of his thrusts. Both of them could feel their passions growing, moaning and breathing heavily, Clare moaning Mike's name.

Clare felt her orgasm building with each thrust, Mike sensed this and started fucking the fastest and hardest he could, this change in pace pushed Clare over the edge and she enjoyed one of the strongest orgasms she had ever had. The clenching of Clare's pussy caused Mike to cum himself and he filled her with his cum.

Once Mike was spent, Clare rolled over and Mike collapsed on top of her into her outstretched arms. Mike pulled off Clare's blindfold and said "that was the best birthday present I have ever had, thank you so much hunny", Clare replied with "that was nothing, stick around for our tenth wedding anniversary and then you will know what a real present is!"



A Birthday Surprise



Michelle always felt a slight flutter of excitement whenever her phone's instant messenger pinged with one particular ringtone - it was the one she had reserved for her lover, Jason, and it meant a message from him. She only saw him a few times a year because she lived in San Francisco, and he in Sydney, and they only saw each other on her occasional trips to Australia, or his work trips to the USA. They kept the excitement of their relationship going with daily messages, and shared stories which they co-authored. Sometimes they posted the stories on literotica.com, hoping that others might derive pleasure from their relationship as well. She smiled as she picked up her phone and opened the message.

"Hi Sexy. Happy Birthday for today. I'm really sorry I'm going to be missing you today - we've been so lucky the last few years, and I've managed to spend a few of your birthdays with you, but this year just hasn't worked out. As you know, I will be coming to the USA in a few weeks, so we will see each other soon. However... I also know how much you enjoy preparing for your lover, and so I'd like to propose a little fun game. Let's pretend that I will be arriving later today, and let's walk through the preparations together - it will be fun for both of us to go through the process, even if it won't culminate in physically being with each other. I've set aside the rest of the day to play this game with you, as a birthday present. What do you think?"

Michelle responded immediately with, "I love it. It's not as good as actually seeing you, but it will be fun to share with you the excitement of the various steps I go through when I know I will be seeing you. I have dinner planned with friends tonight, but I'm completely free for the next four or five hours. What a wonderfully creative idea."

"Fantastic, let's do it..." typed Jason.

"OK, I'll get started", Michelle grinned, and headed downstairs to her bedroom. Her first stop was to call the beauty shop and book a brazillian. She was lucky enough to be able to get a cancellation in only an hour. She stripped off, and lay down on the bed, grabbing her phone. She wanted to share with Jason some "before" photos, that showed the fuzz that had grown since the last time she had prepared for him. She took a number of pictures of various angles of her pussy, first demure photos that showed only a hint of her womanhood, then moving to more explicit close-ups, and finally spreading open her labia and taking photos of her now juicy inner slit, one photo showing one finger dipped inside her, the next photo showing a finger circling her erect clit. This was making her so hot that she decided to have a quick orgasm - she reached into the drawer of her bedside table, pulled out one of her vibrators, and rubbed it all around her pussy and clit before sliding it deep inside her, and then pumped it into herself with one hand, while rubbing her clit with the other. When she knew she was on the verge of coming, she hit the voice recorder on her phone, and recorded a loud, groaning orgasm. After taking a few long breaths to recover, she took one last photo of her now dripping and swolen pussy, and then she bundled up the photos and the recording, and sent them to Jason.

"Enjoy these "before" pics sweeetheart. I'm off to the beauty shop. I'll text again when I'm done."

Michelle was mid-way through the waxing when her phone pinged again. She smiled as she always did, and picked up her phone. There was no message, just a picture. She snuck a glance at it, and it showed a picture of Jason's erect cock, a string of pre-cum dripping from it and onto his upper thigh, his fingers squeezing hard. Obviously the pictures she'd sent him, and the audio, had had the desired effect - he'd not been able to resist having a little play with himself. She smiled and nodded approvingly - he had amazing endurance, and would delay actually having an orgasm for quite some time yet - although she hoped not too long.

"I wish I could be there to taste your cum," she typed.

"I wish you could be here to wrap your lips around the head of my cock," he replied. "How's the waxing going?" Jason was always amazed at what women would do to themselves to make themselves look sexy for their lovers, but he loved the result, and was always so appreciative of everything that Michelle did.

"LOL. It's not that bad," she replied. "It only hurts for a moment, and it's all worth it to feel your lips on my bare pussy."

Soon she was done, and headed off to her favourite lingerie shop. "Would you like to select my lingerie?" she typed. "Normally you get to be surprised by what you find under my clothes, but perhaps this time you'd like to choose?"

Jason was enthusiastic about this, and so Michelle selected several different sexy outfits, put each one on in turn, and enlisted the help of the young assistant to take photos of her with them on. Then she sent the photos to Jason. He selected the sexy black very revealing black bra and panty set with touches of red lace and ribbons, and a matching garter belt with stockings.

"Such a predictable choice," she typed, but then sent him a wink. She loved looking sexy and seductive just a much as he loved seeing her that way.

"I don't have enough time to select a new dress," she typed, "but how about we choose some new shoes?"

Again she got an enthusiastic response from Jason, so with a smile on her face, and a bounce in her step, she took her package of lingerie and headed for a shoe store. There she repeated the same pattern, and modelled several pairs of shoes for Jason. He selected a pair of strappy black sandals with a medium heel.

"You know I love heels," he typed, "but I do still want you to be able to actually walk in those."

"I think I have just enough time to swing by Good Vibrations," she typed. "We've never actually been shopping for toys together, normally I select things on my own and then surprise you with them. I'd like to give you the option to buy anything you'd like. You can choose anything - there is nothing in there that is too kinky to try out with you. I want to really make my birthday present as exciting for you as it is for me."

At Good Vibrations - which Michelle had done enough shopping at to have earned a 'preferred customer' card - Michelle sent Jason several pictures of different toys. They weren't really into anything too hard-core, and definitely not into pain - but they both enjoyed both penetrating and being penetrated. After much deliberation, Jason chose a new glass butt plug.

"I really want to see your ass gaping with the butt plug inside it, so that I can actually see the outline of my cock pushing into your pussy through the glass of the butt plug up your ass."

Michelle immediately felt her pussy getting juicy as she read that message. She had to squeeze her thighs together and clunch her teeth, and then took a deep breath and let it out, before she was able to pay the clerk for the butt plug and head back to the car.

"Instead of texting, let's Skype," typed Jason. "I have a wireless headset and I know you have one too - that way we can both be hands-free. And you can also turn on your video camera. Unfortunately I can't use mine at the moment, you'll just have to listen to my voice."

Michelle almost broke a speed record on her way home, she was feeling so aroused. She got home, showered, put on her lingerie, then selected a dress that Jason hadn't yet seen her in, and which matched her new sandals. Then she did her hair, applied makeup, and finally put on her sandals. She was in such a hurry, the whole process only took about fifteen minutes. Then she set up the laptop with her video camera, sat down in the chair in front of the camera, put on her headset (which messed up her hair a little, but she was in too much of a hurry to fix it) and clicked the Video Call button next to Jason's name. He answered immediately. 

"Oh, you look just lovely," he said.

"Thank you," she smiled. "I wish I could see you too."

"I'm sorry I don't have a camera," said Jason. "But at least we can hear each other, and I can see you. You look so sexy... So... What are you going to do for me?"

Michelle didn't say a word. She simply walked over to her iPod doc in her high heels, swinging her hips in a way that she knew Jason (and all men) would love, and pressed the play button. She had obviously already prepared this, because a sultry slow and sensual song started playing. She didn't look back at the camera - she liked to tease Jason, and knew that it would drive him wild if she pretended she was ignoring him. She started really slow, trying to forget that she was really performing for Jason for the moment, and let herself just lose herself in the music, let her body respond naturally to the slow rhythm, moving her head from side to side, letting her shoulders and her torso follow.

As the tempo of the music slowly increased, so too did her confidence, and her movement started becoming more overtly sexy. She heard a giggle from Jason - the first time she had danced for him, a first for her too, she had had a moment of panic when she thought he was laughing at her attempt to dance for him. She had since come to realize that that little laugh was in fact an expression of pure pleasure from Jason, coupled with a complete disbelief that he was lucky enough to have a lover who would actually practise a sexy dance just for him. So she smiled, then squinted with one eye before looking over her shoulder at the camera, trying to make that seductive come-hither look at him, knowing that it was cliche'd, but at the same time knowing it would work anyway. She loved doing this for Jason, and loved how enthusiastically he appreciated her amateur attempts.

But she wasn't going to stop here, she now turned to face him, and started to tell him through movement that there was a good chance that he was going to see her naked, and that she was thinking of taking off her clothes, but she hadn't quite made up her mind yet, so she slipped her shoulder out of the dress, and then put it back again, lifted up her dress to show him a bit of flesh between the top of her stocking and her lingerie, and then dropped it again suddenly getting all shy, unclipped one of her suspender straps, and then bent over forwards to smooth the ruffles in her stockings, letting him see the curves of her calves, thighs and ass that we accentuated by the heels she wore.

She knew she only had a few more minutes till the song ended, so she then showed him how she was undergoing a transition, from not being sure whether she would show him her nakedness, to wanting him, to not caring about modesty or what was proper, to needing his hands running over her body, to wanting to be naked before him, bare herself to him, offer herself to him, have him completely own her, and to have her completely powerless to the strength of her desire for him, and his desire for her.

The music finished with Michelle standing completely naked except for her sandals, her headset and her suspender belt, one stocking coiled around her ankle, the other still attached to her suspender belt, her eyes closed and her head back, one hand cupping her breast, the nipple held between a thumb and forefinger, and the other hand cupping her crotch, her sex covered by her fingers, but one finger bent, slipped inside her.

She broke the pose, smiled at the camera, and heard Jason clapping enthusiastically, whooping. When the applause ended, she heard Jason whispering in her ears, "That was so fabulous, you're so unbelievably sexy. Thank you so much. But... This is supposed to be your birthday, not mine."

Michelle smiled at her lover. "Well, what do you propose?" she asked.

"I would like to guide you to an orgasm," he said. "Please do exactly what I tell you to do... Ok?"

"Of course," she said.

Jason asked Michelle to lie down on the bed, and to start stroking her own body, imagining that it was his fingers rather than her own. He asked her to focus on her neck, her eyes, her lips, her nipples, her upper things and hips, but to avoid any direct contact with her pussy.

"I want you to leave penetration of your pussy till the very end. I want you so aroused and so wet that by the time I ask you to insert a dildo inside you, that it will feel like it's really my cock, rather than a lifeless dildo."

Michelle continued stroking her own body, imagining it was Jason's fingers. "Please..." she asked throatily, "I need to touch my pussy."

"OK," said Jason, "but only your labia and your clit. No penetration remember..."

"I wish you were here," said Michelle, as she stroked her labia, "but in your absense, I want you to at least see everything." And with that, she spread her labia wide, and started rubbing one finger in small circles around her clit. Jason used the remote control to zoom in on her pussy, and could see a small drop of her juices dripping down from her wide open and succulent pussy, and make its way slowly down the crack of her ass. He could see her clit becoming swollen under her circling finger. Then he panned over to her face - she had her eyes screwed up, her jaws clenched, and he could hear by the way she was breathing that she was building up to an orgasm.

"Not yet..." he said. "First I want to see your ass spread by that dildo - please."

She looked up at him and smiled. "Of course," she said. What position would you like me in?"

"Will you go on your hands and knees, and put your ass in the air for me, in front of the camera. And please look back behind you so I can see your face."

Michelle didn't even pause, she just rolled over and swivelled around on the bed, brought her knees up under her, and pointed her ass at the camera. Then she reached behind her, spreading her ass cheeks apart, and showed Jason her most private part, her tight rosette. As Jason watched, he saw her relax and then clench again, winking at him. Then she dipped her finger into a pot of lube she had next to the bed, and slipped the finger into her ass, sliding it in and out of her.

"You're so hot," whispered Jason.

"I love doing this for you," whispered Michelle back.

She reached over again, found the glass dildo, smeared a big dollop of lube over it, and then pressed the tip of against the tiny puckered hole of her ass. Jason could see her ass first resisting, and then releasing, and saw the glass dildo slowly disappearing into her ass. Michelle was well practised at anal sex, and could easily manage the large dildo much more quickly than she was taking it - but she was taking it slow for him, drawing it out. Eventually the dildo was right inside her ass, and he could see through the glass right inside her, see the way it was stretching her anal sphincter.

"I wish I could be there in person," whispered Jason. "You look so unbelievably sexy. Hey, what was that?"

Michelle sighed. "That was the front doorbell. Ignore it!"

"Haha," laughed Jason. "No, this will be fun. I want you to answer the door please. But I don't want you to remove the dildo first. Hold it in. Put on your dressing gown, keep your high heels on, you can pull up your stocking so you look slightly more presentable. Leave the headset on so I can hear what happens."

"It could be anyone," argued Michelle. "It could be one of my children, or a delivery."

"You have a voyeuristic streak a mile wide," laughed Jason, "and your children have a pretty good idea of what you and I get up to. So go!"

"Ok ok", said Michelle, rolled off the bed, grabbed her robe and threw it around her, and headed to the door.

She threw it open, and there on the step, a Smartphone in one hand and earbuds in his ears, and a small white box with a red ribbon wrapped around it in the other.

"Happy Birthday," he said, with a wicked grin. "Your gift is here on time after all."

Michelle shrieked with pleasure, grabbed him and dragged him inside.