****** Greta's Birthday Present by Rashmi ******
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Greta's Birthday Present


Part I

The phone by the bed rang suddenly, jolting me out of my momentary lapse of
alertness. I quickly picked up the receiver. It was the front desk.

"There are some visitors in the lobby, sir. Would you like me to connect them
to you?"

"Did they give their names?" I asked.

"No, sir. I did not ask. The gentleman is standing right here. I will give him
the phone."

I heard the phone being transferred, and then a male voice spoke, "Hello. Is
this Mr. David?"

"Yes."

"I am Armand. I am here with my wife Greta."

"Oh, yes. I was expecting you a bit later. Would you like to come up?

"Well, if you are ready, we can go," Armand said.

"Okay. Give me five minutes," I said, and put the phone down. I quickly got
dressed, and went down to the lobby.

I had never met Armand and Greta before, but we had exchanged considerable
correspondence by e-mail in the last six months. I had come across their
rousing letter to the editor in an adult magazine, in which they had described
in explicit detail their first sexual encounter with their dog, and the
discovery of their latent sexuality. They had asked at the end of the letter
for a response from readers and a desire to enter into amorous trysts with
other like-minded people. On a lark, I had replied, asking them to contact me
if they were interested in meeting me during my next visit to Boston, and gave
them my e-mail address.

To my surprise, I got a reply from the man, asking me about myself, and about
my interest in them. We exchanged a series of e-mail letters in the next
several months in which both husband and wife expressed their delight and
bewilderment at the discovery of their new-found sexual desires, and responded
favorably to my sharing of my own sexual fantasies and suggestions for a tryst.
I had been privy to some experiences with a dog, which was owned by a young
woman who was a paying guest in our house. I had caught her once in an intimate
union with her dog. It led to a short affair between me and her, involving her
dog, as a price for my keeping my mouth shut about her relationship with the
dog. So I was somewhat of an expert on how to deal with sexual encounters
involving a woman and a dog. When I found out that I would be in Boston
shortly, I sent an e-mail to Armand, and he agreed to meet me at my hotel.

I stepped out of the elevator, and walked towards the lobby. A tall, muscular
man got up from the sofa and came towards me. His wife also got up, and came
forward to greet me. I hesitated in my stride when my gaze fell on her. She was
quite beautiful and well-endowed, and did not look her age (which she had
revealed in one of the e-mails as 44). She looked about 36 or 37 years old. She
was almost as tall as her husband.

They greeted me, and Greta blushed when she noticed my gaze. I cleared my
throat, and said, "Thank you for meeting me. I did not expect you to agree to
this meeting. But I am glad you did."

We walked out of the hotel lobby to their car. They got in the front, and I
slid in the back seat. Soon we were out on the busy city street. Greta turned
around in her seat, and smiled at me. "I was very eager to meet you. Your
advice about the dog was very helpful. I hope you are not shocked by what we
have shared with you."

"I wouldn't be here if I was. I appreciate your frankness, and your trust in
meeting me like this. Most people are afraid to lose the anonymity of the
Internet when they correspond with each other, especially on such matters."

Armand laughed and said, "I know. But Greta and I felt secure about you, mainly
because you did not try to impose yourself. You should see some of the other
responses we got after our letter was published."

"I can well imagine," I replied.

"One of the people who wrote was so vulgar and disgusting," Greta said, "Do you
remember Armand? The one who wanted to meet me by myself and bring his three
dogs to have sex with me?"

"Yes, I remember. He must be a local person. We did not reply, obviously, but
realized that we should not have used our real names in writing the story. This
person probably knows who we are, and that can be dangerous, Greta."

"How long ago did he write?", I asked.

"About three months ago."

"And he did not write again?", I asked.

"No, but we got more such offers from other people," Greta said, "They wanted
me to meet them at their houses without my husband, and participate in an orgy
with a bunch of their friends. I really thought we had made a big mistake in
writing to this magazine."

"But I have to say that your letters were very nice, David," Armand replied,
"You were very kind and appreciative of our newfound experiences. Not many
people were like that. Many of them condemned us for what they called our
deviant behavior. All we wanted was to learn from other, more experienced
people, about what we were discovering about ourselves. You were very
considerate, that is why we decided to meet you today. If you could, Greta and
I would like to ask you to stay with us for a couple of days, and teach us some
new things about sex. We would like you to participate fully with us in
everything. Is that okay?" He made a sharp left turn through a narrow gate
leading to a small lane.

"It will be my pleasure, but I can only stay for a day. Let me understand what
you are asking, " I said, "Are you saying that you want me to participate in
sexual activity with your wife?"

"Yes. We want you to show us how to do some of the things you have written to
us about. We also want you to fulfill your fantasy of watching Greta with
Goldie, and then making love to her afterwards."

"Wow. You are really serious about this, aren't you?"

Greta looked at me, and said, "I hope you will participate. It is also my
fantasy to have sex with another man while my husband watches. He also wants to
do it. I hope we have not shocked you."

"No, no. That's not the reason I am surprised. I just did not expect you to be
so open-minded about this."

"Armand and I love each other, David, and we trust our love. Our children have
grown up, and left the house, and now we are free to experiment with things we
could not do before. But we need some guidance, and you were the only one of
the many people who responded to our story, who showed a real mature and
understanding attitude. That is why I was so delighted when you sent the
message that you were coming to Boston. I never thought it would happen. I am
really looking forward to this evening and night." Greta replied, and reached
back to pat my knee as a gesture of trust and acceptance.


Part II

Armand stopped the car at a small bungalow, surrounded by a brick wall. He got
out and opened the gate, and then drove the car in. Greta opened the front
door, and invited me in. Armand did not follow us in, and I assumed he was busy
parking the car properly. As soon as we stepped into the living room, their
golden retriever Goldie came running, and lifting his front paws, greeted his
mistress by hugging her by the waist. He stretched his neck out, and took a
swipe at her face with his long tongue, all the time wagging his tail. I
immediately noticed the red tip of his penis just beyond the sheath, as he
tried to raise himself further, trying to make contact with Greta's leg. She
quickly pushed him off, and told him to go back to his resting place in the
corner, and turned to look at me.

I could see that she was embarrassed by the dog's overt advance, even though
she knew I was already aware of her relationship with the dog. She smiled
nervously, and said, "Goldie gets too friendly sometimes. We have to chain him
whenever we have guests, because most of them don't know about it. But you
already know. I hope you were not embarrassed."

"Are you kidding?", I replied, "I think it is pretty exciting. But you seem
embarrassed. There is no need. I expected to see this. That is what we have
been discussing in our correspondence all this time."

Greta smiled with relief, and said, "Make yourself comfortable. Would you like
something to drink?"

"No, I am fine. May I call you Greta?"

"Of course. There is no need to be formal. I mean we have discussed so many
intimate things about each other through the e-mail."

"Where is your husband?"

"Oh, he had to finish one errand before the end of the day. He will be back in
a few minutes. The kitchen is that way, if you need anything. I am going to
change into something more comfortable."

She disappeared into the bedroom. I wandered about the living room, looking at
their collection of books and music. I heard footsteps behind me as I bent down
to look at the collection of videos. I turned around, and found myself face to
face with Greta. She had changed into a frock that barely reached her knees.
The deep neck line of the dress did little to hide her beautiful cleavage. It
was obvious that she was not wearing a bra under the dress, as her nipples
clearly showed through the light coloured fabric.

She followed my gaze to her bosom, and said, "Why don't you also change into
something more comfortable? I will get you one of Armand's shorts, if you
like."

I noticed that she was looking boldly at me, and her gaze moved from my face to
my tight-fitting shirt and jeans. I could feel my organ responding to her gaze.

"Come with me," she took my hand in hers, and led me to their bedroom. She took
out one of her husband's beach shorts, and handed it to me. "Change into this.
You will be much more comfortable."

I waited for her to leave the bedroom, but she stayed put, waiting for me to
start undressing. "Are you feeling nervous about undressing in front of me?
Then how will you participate in the rest of the activities? Come, let me help
you."

Without waiting for my reply, she stepped forward and unbuckled my belt. She
loosened it, and quickly unzipped my trousers. She let them slide to the floor
and started unbuttoning my shirt. She pulled it off my shoulders, getting very
close to me in the process. I could feel her breath on my neck and was terribly
tempted to take her in my arms and kiss her. I could feel my penis harden at
the thought, but I stood before her in my underwear, wordlessly watching her
next move.

She looked me over, and said, "You have a nice body, David," running her
fingers over my chest and stomach. As her hand drifted downward, I could feel
my penis harden even more, and formed an unmistakable tent in my underwear.
Greta looked down at the tent, and smiled at me.

"Why don't you take it off, David? Be comfortable. Let me do it."

She swiftly pulled my underwear down, freeing my stiff penis. It sprang sharply
up, and made a slapping sound against my belly. Greta gasped, and said, "Oh my.
It is nice. You are already so stiff. It is just as I had imagined it from your
description."

She took the throbbing penis in her hands and rubbed it between her palms. I
groaned with pleasure, as her soft fingers caressed the shaft and the balls in
deliberate strokes. She watched my face intently, and said, "You are really
enjoying this, aren't you?"

I just nodded. She gently squeezed the shaft, and let go. She smiled and said,
"Come, let's have some tea."

I pulled on the shorts and followed her in the kitchen, watching her undulating
hips and the silhouette of her voluptuous body outlined by the light falling
from the front. She had been quite bold with me, and I realized that her
relationship with her husband must be quite secure for her to flirt so
blatantly with a new acquaintance like me. I was quite aroused by her foreplay,
and wanted to give expression to the desperate urge to crush her in my arms and
kiss her, to feel her body against mine, and to run my hands all over her
tempting curves.

Greta stood before the range, and set the pot of water to boil. Her back was
turned to me, and I could see the shapely curves of her slim waist and hips. My
penis was still hard, and I could feel its gentle throbbing in the loose
confines of the shorts. I could feel it rising at the sight of Greta's
voluptuous body.

With a boldness that surprised me, I put my arms around her and pulled her back
into me. She moved back willingly, clutching my arms firmly against her body.
Encouraged, I turned her around, and pulled her into my arms. I kissed her,
pushing my tongue firmly between her open lips, and found her responding to me
with equal passion. I squeezed the flesh of her buttocks, pressing my erect
penis against her pelvis through our clothes. Greta put her hands on my
buttocks and pressed herself against my erection, moaning loudly as our passion
rose in the lustful embrace.

Her hands sought out my erection, and she pulled it out of the shorts. Lifting
her dress, she pressed the tip against her panty-covered mound, and rotated the
shaft, causing it to rub against her wetness. "Oh God. It feels so wonderful,
David. Press it harder," she moaned and kissed me, pushing her probing tongue
deep inside my mouth.

I was so aroused by her passion that I knew I would explode very soon. I
grabbed my penis, and pushing her panty aside, pressed the tip against her
opening. Greta pushed me against the dinner table, and spreading her legs,
guided my stiff organ into the opening of her pussy. She was soaking wet with
desire. She grabbed my waist and jerked her hips against me. I groaned loudly
as my erect penis slipped past her opening and entered her tight and warm
passage. Greta let out a deep sigh, and gasped, "Oh God. You are so hard and
thick, David. I feel so completely filled."

We were soon engulfed in the vortex of passion as I turned her around and laid
her on the dinner table. Her feet dangled off the edge as I positioned myself
between her open thighs, and started plunging my shaft in full strokes. Greta
kept moaning loudly, moving her head from side to side as her passion mounted.
Her moans attracted her dog, and he came running into the kitchen, wagging its
tail. He jumped up on the table and stuck his nose between our bodies. His
tongue darted out and licked my balls. I gasped at this sudden stimulation and
felt my penis stiffen even more. Our love juices were dripping out of our
union, and the dog wasted no time in licking our genitals as I continued to
plunge into Greta. She screamed and lifted her hips off the table as her body
convulsed in orgasm. I could feel her pussy lips contract around my shaft. I
could not control the imminent explosion of my balls, and plunged with all my
energy as the shaft jerked deep inside her passage. We could both feel the
powerful eruption of my shaft and the splashing of the fluid into Greta's warm
and slippery passage. We both groaned loudly, shuddering in ecstasy as our
orgasms crashed like waves against each other. The dog kept lapping at our
genitals, trying to lick as much of our love juices as he could.


Part III

"I see that you have already managed to get well-acquainted with each other,"
Armand said, standing in the doorway.

I quickly pulled out of Greta, and stepped back. Her dog immediately started
licking her pussy, pushing his tongue deep in her passage to lick my fluid
which had filled her passage. Greta rotated her hips against the dog's snout,
holding on to his head. I pulled my shorts up, and started to apologize to
Armand, but he quickly raised his hand.

"No need to explain or apologize, David. I wanted Greta to have a few moments
with you before we start our evening of intimate experiences. She wanted to
make you feel comfortable around us. I hope you are comfortable."

"Yes, I guess I am. Everything is happening a bit fast for me, that's all. I
don't want to cause any problems between you and your wife."

Armand patted my shoulder, and said, "Don't worry. You won't. Just look at her.
See how she is still enjoying her orgasm," he patted the dog on the rump, and
pushed him off. Greta put her hands out to him, and sat up. She smiled at her
husband, and said, "Oh, Armand, it was so lovely. David has such a lovely cock,
darling. I could not help myself."

Armand kissed her passionately, and said, "I know. I saw it. I am glad you are
enjoying yourself."

Greta jumped off the table, and flung herself into her husband's arms. They
held each other tightly for a few moments. Greta kissed him, and said, "I can't
wait for the three of us to be together in bed. Oh, darling, I love you so much
for fulfilling my wish."

Armand kissed her again, and turned to me. Smiling, he said, "Tomorrow is her
birthday. She asked for this present, to spend the whole night making love to
me and another man, not to mention Goldie. She wanted to experience a
threesome. I hope you will join us tonight."

"My pleasure. Happy birthday, Greta," I said to her. Greta flung her arms
around my neck, and kissed me hard, pressing her body into me. I threw a quick
glance at Armand. He winked and grabbing the dog by the collar, led him out of
the kitchen. Greta squeezed my buttocks as she slid down to the floor. Reaching
inside my shorts, she pulled my cock out, and wrapped her red lips around the
knob. She sucked the bulb eagerly, licking the underside and gently biting on
the sensitive flesh. I groaned with pleasure, and thrust my hips against her
mouth. Greta opened it wide, and sucked almost the whole length of it, and
started bobbing her head back and forth, making slurping sounds as she sucked
my throbbing penis.

I held her head tightly and began jerking my hips. She stopped moving her head,
allowing me to fuck her mouth with a steady rhythm. She cupped my balls and
looked up at me, her eyes dancing with joy. I groaned and said, "I am coming
again, Greta. Squeeze my cock. Here I come."

Grunting loudly, I grabbed her face in my hand, and plunged my cock between her
wet lips. I shuddered as the cock twitched in her grip and exploded, splashing
the sticky white fluid all over her lips, nose, eyes and cheeks. Greta pumped
my cock rapidly, squeezing every last drop out, as her tongue lapped away at
the throbbing red bulb. Then she got up, and smeared the sticky semen into her
cheeks and face.

"It tastes so wonderful, David. Thanks for the treat. Come and rest for a few
minutes in the living room. You gave me two huge loads of your juice in such a
short time. I am going to enjoy this night with you and Armand."

We walked out into the living room. Armand was petting the dog, waiting for us.
He smiled at his wife, and said, "How was the dessert, honey?"

"Heavenly. David tastes so good, darling. I think Goldie is going to love his
juice." She turned to me and said, "Goldie has developed a taste for semen
after he tasted Armand's cock. He will give you a blow job that you will not
forget. He knows how to suck a human cock. He's wonderful. At least that's what
Armand tells me, right?"

Armand nodded, and said, "Sit down, David. We'll have a cosy dinner and then
we'll celebrate Greta's birthday. An all night orgy in which she wants to be
fucked in every hole by every cock, in turn and all together. It is my pleasure
to fulfill her wish, and I hope you will be able to keep it up for her."

"I'll do my best," I said, getting aroused by the thought of making love to
this beautiful woman in the presence of her husband and her horny dog. This was
going to be some orgy, and I couldn't wait for it to start.

Greta walked over to her husband, and sat in his lap. She put her arms around
his neck, and kissed him passionately. Armand squeezed her breasts with one
hand, and slipped the other hand under her dress. I sat down opposite them,
watching their foreplay. The dog came over, and began sniffing my crotch. He
pushed his snout against my hardness, and sticking his tongue out, licked my
thigh. I opened my leg, allowing him easier access.

Armand said, "Take off your shorts, David. You'll love the way he licks the
cock."

I stripped quickly, and sat down. Goldie immediately began licking the full
length of my cock, his rough tongue sending shivers of pleasure down to my
balls. The cock stiffened considerably as I opened my legs wide. The dog
reached under my balls with his tongue, and almost pulled them in his mouth. I
couldn't believe his deftness as he sucked them, and then took the tip of my
cock in his mouth. I was concerned a bit about the sharp teeth of the dog, but
he was so gentle, that I began to believe Greta's comment earlier that this
animal knew how to give a blow job. I relaxed, letting the wonderful sensations
of dog's tongue along my stiff cock, and particularly the inflamed tip,
overcome my senses. I closed my eyes, enjoying the oral stimulation. I knew it
would be a long time before I could come again, having unloaded twice in
Greta's pussy and mouth a few minutes ago.

Armand and Greta were watching Goldie licking and slurping on my throbbing
hardness. He got up and stripped, and then pulled Greta's dress off. They
pulled each other in a tight embrace, as he caressed her beautiful body with
his eager hands and fingers. Greta's hands were wrapped around his erect cock,
gently pumping him as he continued to stimulate her with his expert fingers.
Greta kept looking at her dog licking my throbbing red shaft, as she pumped her
husband's cock. Armand was also watching me and the dog, and I could see the
lust building up in his eyes, as he pushed his wife down on the sofa, and stood
over her, thrusting his huge cock in her face.

Greta slid down to position herself at the proper angle to take him in. With a
smile, and eyes filled with love for her mate, she opened her mouth, and began
sucking his massive cock. I watched in awe as she took his shaft almost down
into her throat. I saw her cheeks drawing the hot, throbbing cock in as she
sucked on it, caressing his ball at the same time. Armand's cock was at least 9
inches long, and I wondered why she needed another cock. Mine was about 8
inches long when fully aroused and erect. So it couldn't be that she needed a
bigger cock to fill her up. I wondered if her chance discovery of sexual
pleasure from her dog had kindled some primitive desire in her to have two men
fuck her at the same time. Certainly with the dog participating in the love-
fest, it would be quite primitive indeed. The thought of fucking her while she
sucked her husband caused my cock to jerk sharply up.

I gently pushed the dog away, and walked over to Armand and Greta. The dog was
quicker, and by the time I got close to them, he was already at work between
her legs, pushing his long tongue between her glistening pussy lips. I watched
him lick her cunt, as she spread her legs wide and jerked her hips against the
dog's probing tongue. She saw me standing by her feet, and immediately pushed
the dog away. With one hand, she motioned me to come closer, and shifted around
slightly to give me a clear angle to position myself between her legs.

I stepped between her wide open thighs and lowered myself. Guiding my throbbing
cock between her cunt lips, I started to ease myself into her. Greta shook her
head, and indicated that she wanted me to eat her, as she continued to suck her
husband. I knelt between her legs, and clamped my lips on her swollen labia,
which only a moment ago were being licked by her dog. I found her swollen
clitoris, and began sucking on it, as I eased a couple of fingers into her
dripping passage. I buried my fingers all the way in her tight, and warm
tunnel, and began moving my hand in and out of her slippery passage. She was
moaning loudly now, and her pussy was oozing with her aromatic, and sweet love
juice. The dog stuck its snout against my hand, and began licking the juice of
his mistress. A few times, he pushed his tongue against her dripping hole,
trying to wedge the tip in along with my fingers.

I curved my fingers up inside Greta's passage, and gently massaged the inner
flesh. Greta heaved up against my hand, and clutched her thighs together. A
slow moan built up in her throat as she pushed her husband away, and suddenly
screamed as my fingers brushed against the bumpy texture of the inner front
walls of her vagina. She clutched my hand, and gasped, "Oh my god... Armand, I
can't stop coming, darling. What are you doing to me? I can't take it any
more... please stick your cock in me and fuck me. I need your cock, darling..."

I quickly got up, and made room for her husband. He leaned over her, and
guiding his huge cock into her passage, pressed down in one swift plunge. I
watched as his cock rammed the dripping wet passage of his wife, and made a
loud, slapping sound as their pubic bones collided. He fell on top of her, and
began fucking her with a steady rhythm. I stepped back, and sat down to watch
them in the throes of love.

Greta's eyes were closed. She held on to her husband, locking his cock deep
inside her by wrapping her long legs around his waist. Armand sucked her
nipples, his hands kneading her succulent flesh with mounting passion. Greta's
head rolled from side to side as she heaved up to meet his plunging cock,
moaning and screaming as she rode her second crest of orgasmic wave.

She opened her eyes momentarily, and saw me watching them. I was playing with
my cock, pumping it slowly and steadily as I watched them. She smiled at me,
and motioned me to come closer. I got up, and went over to her. She took my
cock in her hands and began jacking me off, caressing my balls at the same
time. I began thrusting my cock in her fist, as she pumped it, occasionally
licking the glistening tip and tasting the juice that was beginning to ooze out
of my cock.

"Straddle me," she said suddenly, pulling my cock into her mouth. I quickly
straddled her face, resting my hips on her firm breasts. Greta was very close
to her orgasm, and she began sucking my cock rapidly as Armand increased his
thrusting speed. In a few moments, all three of us shouted almost at the same
time, as we tightened our genital muscles to greet the orgasms that were to
shake us into semi-consciousness.

Armand grunted loudly as he thrust his massive cock into his wife, and
exploded. Greta screamed as her husband unloaded deep into her, and pumped my
cock with a tight fist, her teeth gently nibbling at the reddish purple knob. I
held her face in my hand, and thrust forward, unloading another massive amount
of my semen into her eager mouth. We all shuddered and collapsed on top of each
other as our genitals continued to drip their juices all over each other. The
dog also got into the act, darting from Armand to me to Greta, licking our
genitals, and slurping away at the torrent of juice dripping out of Greta's
well-filled pussy.

I watched in amazement, as Greta reached under the dog's belly, and touched his
sheath. Goldie immediately stood up on his hind legs, and rested the front paws
on her chest. I could see the dripping, pointed tip of his deep red cock as the
sheath retreated. Greta caressed the tip with her fingers, and gently put her
fist around it. The dog began to hump her fist, whining and groaning as his
hips jerked rapidly. Armand lifted the dog up, and placed him on her chest. At
that angle, the dog could easily thrust his rapidly thickening cock into her
mouth, which is exactly what he did. Greta opened her mouth wide to accommodate
the red meat of her dog.

It was an incredible sight. The beautifully naked woman was sprawled on the
sofa, her semen-drenched pussy spread wide open as she balanced her very horny
dog on her chest, sucking him as he thrust his cock into her mouth. Armand had
his hand under the dog, his fingers firmly clasped around the knot, effectively
preventing it from entering his wife's mouth. The dog whined loudly, as his
orgasm approached. Greta braced herself, and adjusted her angle so that she
could accommodate the desperate thrusts of her canine lover.

Suddenly, the cock slipped out of her mouth, and the dog went into a blur of
thrusting motion. Jets of clear, sticky liquid shot out of his deep red cock as
he thrashed about, spraying Greta's face, breasts and hair in a pool of semen.
Armand gently lowered the dog, and pushed him off. The dog continued to hump
the air, shooting more of his juice. After a few minutes, he settled down on
the rug, and lifting his leg, began to suck and lick his own dripping juice.


Part IV

Armand picked up his wife in his arms, and carried her into the bathroom.
Motioning me to follow, he gently set her down in the tub, which was already
filled with warm, fragrant water. Greta opened her eyes, and smiled at her
husband. "I love you, Armand."

"I love you, too. Why don't you rest here for a while, and clean up. David and
I will be in the living room, and wait for you."

"Okay, sweetheart. After I clean up, let's go to bed. I want you both next to
me."

We left her in the tub, and returned to the living room. Armand turned to me
and said, "I hope you are enjoying the evening. You are not turned off by the
dog, are you?"

"Not at all," I replied, "It's been pretty exciting. Your dog is almost like a
human being. He knows exactly what to do, and seems to enjoy it a lot."

"Oh, yes. Greta tells me that his favorite position is the missionary position,
can you believe it? One would have thought that the doggie style would be his
favorite, because that is the most instinctive position for the dog. But no.
Goldie likes to lie on top of Greta, and fuck her in that position."

"Aren't you jealous of the dog? You have a pretty big cock, but the dog's cock
is much thicker. Doesn't it bother you?"

"No. I love my wife very much. I don't mind it if she gets pleasure from
Goldie. Actually, after he has fucked her, she likes to have me enter her, and
make long, slow love to her. You see, the dog only knows how to fuck. We humans
know how to make love. It makes a big difference."

"I guess so."

"You won't have to guess," Armand said, "Greta wants you to make love to her
after Goldie is done tonight."

"What will you be doing?"

Armand took out a compact video camera from the cabinet, and showed it to me.
"I will be taking a movie of her with you and Goldie. It's only for our
personal viewing later. You don't mind, do you?"

"No, but I want a copy also. I also would like to do a movie of you and your
wife... just you two making out. I think that will be much more erotic for me
than watching the dog with her. It is pretty horny to see the dog ramming his
dick in her mouth, and even her pussy, but I think the human lovemaking has a
certain emotional quality that makes it truly erotic."

Armand nodded, and said, "You are right. That is why I am looking forward to
watching you make love to my wife. I want to see her from a distance, and
capture all her moods and emotions. I can't do that when I am making love to
her. Come on. Let's see if she has finished her shower. We'll go and have a
nice dinner. I know a great restaurant on Concord Avenue. You will like it.
Have you visited Boston before?"

"Yes, but I have not heard of this restaurant. I am hungry after all these
orgasms. By the way, your wife is quite stunning. You are not too bad yourself.
I am not sure what I can contribute to her sex life. You are quite well-
endowed, Armand."

"Thanks. Yes, Greta is very beautiful. We are just at a stage in life where we
are looking for some variations, that's all. The kids are grown up and gone,
and we are now ready for some new adventures, but we want to do it safely and
discreetly."

"I understand perfectly. I am also at that point in my life. Unfortunately, my
wife is not interested in any extra-marital relationships. She is quite
content, I suppose."

"Watching you earlier with Greta, I should not wonder, David. You have a nice
cock, and obviously you know how to use it. Greta was gushing about you in the
bathroom. You are blushing. I'll check on Greta. I am getting hungry also."

We drove to the restaurant. It had a strange name - Epicure. But it was quite
elegant. We had a nice dinner, and headed back to Armand's place. Greta looked
radiant and happy, and she confessed that she had never felt so vibrant and
energetic.

As soon as we were inside the house, Goldie greeted us by barking up a storm.
Armand took him outside for a walk around the block, while I relaxed in the
living room. Greta disappeared into the bedroom, apparently to prepare for the
night.

She came out with a couple of glasses of water. She had changed into a sheer
night gown. As she approached me, the light from the corner lamp behind her
showed her voluptuous silhouette. It was obvious that she was completely naked
under the gown. I found myself stirring at the sight.

Greta sat down next to me after handing me the glass, and said, "Why don't you
change into something comfortable, David?"

"We had this conversation before," I laughed, "and that led to a torrid round
of sex between us. This time, I would like to wait until your husband is back.
I don't want to complicate your relationship with him by getting into another
sexual situation when he is not around."

Greta started laughing. She kissed me on the cheek, and said, "You are not only
a great lover, but a gentleman, too. I really appreciate that. And I accept the
implied compliment. I take it that you are aroused by my closeness."

I took her hand and placed it on my crotch. "See for yourself."

Greta's fingers wrapped around the bulge, and she began to caress the throbbing
lump. An involuntary moan escaped my lips. Greta quickly looked at my face, and
seeing the expression of pleasure, smiled sweetly. She leaned on me, and taking
my face into her hands, kissed me hard. Her tongue pushed past my lips and soon
we were locked in a deep, probing kiss. My hands involuntarily sought out her
firm breasts, and squeezed the succulent flesh through her gown. Greta let out
a moan, pushing me down on the sofa as she rolled on top. I cupped her buttocks
and pressed myself into her, feeling my aroused bulge pressing into the
cleavage between her legs.

The door opened, and Armand walked in with the dog. "Wait for me, lovers. Let
me tie up the dog first. We will bring him in later. First I want to enjoy a
threesome with you, without the dog sticking his snout in my crotch."

We got up and went to the bedroom. Greta pulled her gown off, and stretched. I
watched her svelte body undulate in the most tantalizing manner, causing me to
grab my bulge to ease the pain of confinement. Armand began undressing, and
motioned me to do the same. Soon we were all naked, awkwardly waiting for the
next move. Greta stood looking at us in turn, as if comparing my equipment with
her husband's. Finally, she stretched her hand out to Armand, and said, "Come,
darling. Let's get started. How should we begin?"

I cleared my throat, and said, "Listen. I think you two should get it on, and
let me watch for a while. May be I could do the movie for you."

"That's a good idea," Armand said, and turned around to get the video camera
from the living room. Greta walked over to the bed, and pulling the sheet back,
climbed in. I watched her back, my cock twitching at the sight of the naked
beauty of her derriere. In the soft light of the lamp near the dresser, I could
see the dark patch between her legs as she bent forward to remove the bed
cover. Then she turned around to face me, and sat down on the edge of the bed.
Lifting her legs up, and giving me a rousing view of her glistening pussy, she
slid back on the bed, and settled down. Keeping her legs pulled up to her
chest, she rested her chin on her knees, and looked at me. My gaze was riveted
on the glistening dark patch between her legs, and I could see the folds of her
pussy lips, beckoning me.

Greta stretched her legs, and folded her arms, pushing her voluptuous breasts
up. Her nipples were already hard, and it was obvious she was quite aroused. I
looked down at my cock as it hardened further, and jerked involuntarily up,
softly slamming against my belly. Greta smiled at me and said, "I love your
cock, David. It is so stiff and straight. And I love it because it is throbbing
because of me."

"Yes, Greta. You are a very sexy woman, and Armand is a very lucky guy. His
cock is even bigger than mine, and so I am not sure why you need me, to be
frank with you."

"Oh, didn't he tell you? I want to experience a threesome. That is what he
promised me for my birthday."

"He told me. But how did you know I would be available? My trip was kind of
sudden. What would you have done had I not visited Boston this time?"

"You have to ask him. He was going to surprise me. But I am very happy that you
came. Your advice about the dog was very helpful to us, and so I want to show
you my appreciation to you."

"I think you already have. What is taking Armand so long? Oh, here he comes.
What happened, Armand? Couldn't find the camera?"

"No. I found the camera. I was looking for a fresh tape. Now we are ready. I
guess you know how to use this thing. Do you think we need a strobe light? I
have one if you need it."

"That depends on what kind of mood you want to create. If you use just the
available light, it gives a subdued, surreal quality to the images, especially
since you will be closing all the curtains to prevent outside light and prying
eyes out."

Armand laughed. "That's right, although we don't have to worry about prying
eyes. Well, if you need more light for closeups, why don't I get it now? Be at
ease, David. Don't stand there so stiffly. Sit down on the bed. Greta,
sweetheart, make our guest comfortable and relaxed. I see that he is already
aroused for the occasion."

Armand left to get the light. Greta gestured me to come closer. When I was near
her, she reached out and tenderly took hold of my throbbing cock. Gently
pumping it, she pulled me closer with the other hand, and said, "I want you to
enjoy this night, David. Please don't hold back. I want you to be as
uninhibited with me as my husband will be. I am your lover for the night, and I
want to please you as much as I want to please my husband."

"That's very sweet of you, Greta. I will do my best to give you the pleasure
you are seeking."

She bent forward, and kissed the tip of my cock. Seeing the moistness around
the head, she opened her mouth, and sucked on the bulb, her tongue licking off
the pre-ejaculate that was beginning to ooze from the opening. I jerked my hips
involuntarily, pushing my cock deeper in her mouth. She grabbed my buttocks and
sucked hungrily. But it was an awkward position for her. She slid forward on
her stomach, and pulled my cock into her mouth, her other hand grasping my
balls, and gently caressing them.

"Come in my mouth, David. I know you are close. I can feel it," she said,
taking my cock out of her mouth, and then immediately began sucking it, pumping
the shaft with increasing speed. I began humping her mouth with increasing
lust, groaning with pleasure as we both felt the churning in my balls. My cock
throbbed and expanded in her grip, swelling to a hot mass of glistening flesh.

I groaned loudly as the cock jerked sharply and erupted in her mouth. Greta
pulled it out of her mouth as the force of the first jets made her gag on the
fluid. The cock spurted more white semen on her face and neck, as she pumped it
with her fist, watching the sticky liquid arch through the air towards her. She
squeezed the rapidly deflating cock to coax the last drops of semen out of it,
and then rolled over on her back, licking her fingers. I stepped back from the
bed, just as Armand returned with the strobe light.

"I think we have everything now," he said, "I see you already started with your
appetizer, darling."

"Yes. It tastes very nice. See for yourself," she extended her semen covered
hand towards her husband.

"No thanks. I will pass. Okay, now tell me what you want us to do, David."

"Just be your normal selves, and pretend I don't even exist. Make love to each
other like you always do. I will walk around the bed to catch you from
different angles."

"Okay," Armand said, "Are you ready, sweetheart?"

In response, Greta rolled off the bed, and came to stand before her husband.
She put her arms around his neck, and kissed him with a passion that caused him
to raise his eyebrows. He winked at me, as he pinched her bottom, his other
hand wrapping itself around a breast, and began rolling her nipples between his
fingers.

Soon they were lost in the frenzy of their lovemaking, completely ignoring me
and the camera. I filmed their torrid session from many different angles,
getting extreme, sharp closeups of his cock pounding her dripping pussy as he
rode her like a stallion. They were clearly aroused beyond their wildest
imagination, as became evident from the loud moans and groans emanating from
their lips. Greta pushed her husband down and climbed on top, and began riding
him with a force that surprised him. She was so aroused that every time she
slammed her pussy down on his long, throbbing cock, it made a loud slapping
sound when her pubic mound collided with his. Their genitals were drenched in
the glistening, sticky fluids of their sex, and her nipples were two hard
rocks, bouncing wildly as her breasts jiggled with each thrust.

Greta arched her back as her orgasm approached, increasing the pressure of his
shaft on her inflamed clitoris. A soft scream began erupting from her mouth as
her pleasure increased. She leaned forward and fell on top of her husband,
burying her face in his neck. Her whole body shuddered as the orgasm shook them
both with its intensity. I was standing by the foot of the bed, and had a
perfect angle of their union. Armand's wet and slippery cock was buried deep
into her pussy, and I could clearly see the pink skin of her aroused vulva, as
well as the completely drenched pubic hair framing her pussy. Armand's balls
were dripping with the love juices from her pussy, as she ground her pelvis
against his shaft.

As soon as her frenzy had subsided, Armand turned her over, and lifted her legs
high up in the air, without breaking contact. Greta spread her legs wide,
giving me a clear view of her pulsating cunt lips, as they sucked and kissed
her husband's throbbing cock. Armand began plunging his stiff cock into her,
almost pulling it out completely, and then ramming it hard into her well-
lubricated passage. Greta's eyes were closed, and her hands were clasping her
breasts, as she lay under her husband, enjoying his massive cock pistoning into
her love passage.

Armand looked at me and said, "How are we doing?"

I indicated that they were doing just fine, and moved in closer to take a shot
of his cock plunging into his wife. Armand slowed down his strokes, to give me
a slow-motion view of his penetrating cock. It was an extremely arousing sight,
and without realizing it, my cock, which must have been throbbing with
excitement all this time, began to jerk in uncontrolled spasms. As Armand and I
watched, it erupted furiously, shooting sticky jets of semen in the air.
Impulsively, Armand reached out and grabbed my cock, pumping it as he started
pounding his wife's pussy with increasing lust.

I put the camera down, and climbed on to the bed, facing him. He told me to
straddle his wife as we faced each other. Still holding my cock, he leaned
forward, and pumped it, the semen shooting straight into his face and open
mouth. Groaning loudly, he whispered, "I am coming... my god, I can't believe
how hard I am coming."

He let go of my cock and clasped his wife's legs closer, giving him a tight
grip on his cock. With clenched teeth, he slammed his cock into her. His whole
body shuddered as his cock erupted deep inside her womb. Greta opened her eyes,
to find me standing close to her husband, my cock still throbbing gently, and
dripping my semen. She smiled at me, and said, "I can feel him shooting his hot
juice in me. Did you also have an orgasm?"

I nodded. She told me to come closer, and immediately began sucking my cock
even as her husband continued to unload his balls into her. Finally he
collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily. As he lifted his head to kiss her,
his lips brushed the side of my cock which was buried in her mouth. Greta also
felt his lips against hers as she sucked me, and her face broke out in a smile.

"Oh, Armand. See how wonderful it feels to suck a cock. Try it." She pulled my
cock out of her mouth and offered it to her husband. Armand hesitated, and
looked up at me to see my reaction. I had never experienced oral stimulation
from another man before, and so it was a new experience for me also. But I was
as uncomfortable about it as he was. I stepped back, and said, "It's okay,
Greta. It is not necessary. I am not comfortable about it, and neither is
Armand."

Greta sighed and said, "You two don't know what you are missing. A hard,
glistening cock feels great in the mouth. You have to get over your hang up and
experience it, at least once."

"May be some other time, darling," Armand said, kissing his wife. She nodded,
and kissed him back. I picked up the camera and started shooting some footage
of the naked couple in a loving embrace.


Part V

It was nearly an hour before the exhausted couple had recovered enough to begin
the next session. Greta had fallen asleep due to exhaustion from the multiple
orgasms, and so Armand and I decided to let her rest for a while. We walked out
into the living room where Goldie was waiting for us with a sad expression. He
jumped up as soon as he saw us, and wagging his tail furiously, raised his head
to take a swipe at Armand's cock. The dog could smell the erotic love juices
from his master and mistress, and began licking the deflated cock. Armand stood
before the dog, and slowly his cock hardened as the rough tongue of the dog
stimulated it. The dog licked the cock and ball in earnest until there was
nothing left to lick. Then he turned his attention to me. My cock had already
hardened while watching the dog, and I could feel the erotic sensation from the
dog's licking sweep through my body. I closed my eyes and stood enjoying the
feeling.

Armand quietly slipped out to the kitchen to get some refreshments for us. When
he returned, the dog had returned to his place in the corner, and was watching
me with half-closed eyes. Armand gave me one of the glasses of orange juice,
and said, "Here, we'll both need it for the next session."

"And what will that be?"

"You and Greta. It's my turn to do the movie."

"Are you sure? I mean why do you want to record your wife making love to
another man?"

"Why not? It's a great turn-on for her, and for me, too."

"Well, all right. I hope you know what you are doing. Don't get me wrong. Your
wife is beautiful and sexy. I already know how great it feels to make love to
her. So I have no problem with that. "

"Then don't worry any more about it," Armand said, and hesitated before
continuing, "What did you think of her suggestion earlier?"

"About what?"

"You know. About me licking your cock."

"Well, I don't know. That is something I have not thought about much in years."

"Did you think about it any time?"

"Yes, when I was a teenager. I had what you might call a homosexual experience
when I was in high school. Nothing complicated. Just two boys playing with each
other and masturbating together. The boy I did it with was a little older than
me, and apparently had some experience with his brother. He asked me if I would
let him suck me, and I told him no. That was the end of that, but we did enjoy
playing with each other's cocks and making them squirt. That was pretty
exciting."

"I guess it would be. I know how good it feels when I masturbate. It would
probably be more exciting if another man did it for me. I guess we know how to
stimulate ourselves, so we can probably do it for someone else."

"Right. In fact, that is what a lot of women say about other women. They think
that they know how to make love to another woman much better than a man can
know."

Armand thought about that, looking at his dog, and then at me. His mind was
working on the idea, and I had a feeling that in our next session with his
wife, something would happen between him and me.

We turned as footsteps sounded behind us. Greta had woken up, and came looking
for us. She hugged her husband, and said, "You exhausted me, darling. How long
did I sleep?"

"Oh, about an hour. Ready for another session?"

Greta nodded, and said, "Let me eat something first. I am famished. Are you
going to do the video of me and David?"

"You bet. I can't wait to record you two together."

"What about Goldie?"

"We'll let him join later. I don't want him to intrude as he always does."

"Okay. I definitely want to do something with Goldie while David is here. I
want to learn something new from him."

"Okay, darling. Let us know when you are ready. We'll wait for you in the
bedroom."

Armand and I went to the bedroom. Armand picked up the camera, and made sure
everything was set. Greta came in, and put her arms around my neck. I held her
close, as our tongues met in a passionate kiss. I saw Armand get into position,
as Greta wiggled her hips against my rising cock. I massaged her breasts,
feeling the hardening nipples in my palms. I caressed her buttocks, and felt
the crack of her ass, letting my hand wander further down until my fingers
encountered the wetness between her legs. She moaned with pleasure, and reached
for my cock. She caressed the tip in her fist, almost scrubbing the rim,
sending sharp waves of pleasure down my shaft. It was my turn to moan as her
rubbing and fondling of my cock caused it to harden even more, twitching with
passion.

I lifted her legs, and balanced myself as she jumped up, and circled my waist
with her lovely legs. Now her butt was riding on my throbbing hard shaft, as I
supported her. I saw Armand kneel down and aim his camera at us, taking in the
view from below as my cock nestled in the crack between her butt. Greta lifted
herself slightly, and said in a voice thick with lust, "Push your cock in my
cunt, David. I want to ride your pole. Can you take my weight?"

I nodded and tried to guide my cock into her pussy, which was already soaking
wet. Greta clung to me, as the tip of my cock pressed into her opening.

"Oh my god, I can feel it on my clit, David. Press it harder on that spot. It
feels so good. Don't push it in any further. I want to massage my clit with
it."

She reached between our bodies, and took hold of my shaft. Grasping it firmly
in her fist, she rotated the tip against her swollen clitoris and moaned with
pleasure. "Oh, it feels so good. I can't wait to fuck your cock, David. Let's
get more comfortable on the bed. Then I want to fuck you like an animal."

"That's fine by me," I said, lowering her gently on the bed. Greta told me to
lie down, and then straddled me, facing away from me. That was a perfect
position for Armand, as he could easily see his wife playing with my cock, and
rubbing it on her cunt lips and clitoris, gasping and moaning in ecstasy. I
reached out and cupped her breasts, kneading her firm, succulent flesh as she
massaged her cunt with my stiff cock. Armand moved around to shoot the highly
erotic scene from different angles.

Suddenly Greta stiffened, and started rubbing my cock on her cunt lips with a
rapid motion. She almost rose off my stomach, and came down hard on the tip of
my cock. The throbbing red tip slipped right into her dripping wet passage.
Greta screamed as the swollen bulb of my cock brushed her angry red clitoris,
and she clutched her legs together, trapping my pulsating rod between her cunt
lips. She pressed down on it, moving very slowly to savour the friction of our
aroused genitals rubbing together. She shuddered with a massive orgasm, moaning
and gasping, as her body was drenched in perspiration. Finally she collapsed on
top of me, lying face up on my body, her hand still clutching my cock in her
fist. I cupped her breasts and gently massaged them. Greta moaned softly,
murmuring, "I love you, David. I love your wonderful, hard cock. Let me
recover, and then fuck me hard. I want to feel your rod pounding me as deep as
you can."

Armand's cock was hard, as he watched and taped the wanton scene. From the
expression on his face, it looked as if he was ready to shoot his load. He put
the camera down, and walked up near Greta's open legs. He started jerking his
cock, aiming it at her dripping wet cunt. He licked his lips, and grimaced as
his cock stiffened in his fist. Grunting loudly, he aimed the cock at her cunt,
and exploded. Thick jets of white semen shot forth, and landed on her body.
Greta opened her eyes, and smiled at her husband as he continued to squirt more
of his juice on her. She rubbed the sticky liquid into her mound and breasts,
and licked her hand. Then she motioned him to come closer, and took hold of his
semi-hard cock. She squeezed it and licked off the remaining juice dripping
from it.

Greta rolled off me, and lay on the bed on her tummy. She looked at both of us,
and smiled contentedly. It was obvious that she was enjoying this night of
orgy, and was ready for even more. She turned to me, and said, "When you are
ready, please fuck me doggie style. I want to feel your cock in me in that
position. You will also enjoy it more because it is tighter that way. Right,
Armand?"

Armand nodded, and said, "If you are going to do that, I can set the camera on
the tripod, and join you."

"Oh, yes," Greta said excitedly. "Why don't I lie on top of you in the sixty
nine position, so that I can suck your cock while David fucks me from behind?"

"That's a great idea," Armand said, and got busy setting up the tripod. While
he was occupied with that task, Greta pulled me closer to her in a tight
embrace. She whispered, "I want him to see your cock plunging into my pussy
from up close. In this position, his face will be inches from our union. I
think he will be tempted to lick our genitals. I am betting on that. How do you
feel about it?"

"There is a first time for everything. It should be exciting."

"Good. I am glad you don't mind being licked by another man. I think it is
erotic and I don't see what's wrong in it when we are all clean and comfortable
with each other."

"It's just that neither of us have had any experience like this."

"I didn't have any experience of making love to another man before, to say
nothing about the dog. But I have come to enjoy it very much. I can't wait to
feel your cock in me again, David. You make love beautifully. Your wife is very
lucky."

"Thanks. It's been a long time since I felt so desirable and wanted in sexual
relationship."

"Oh, I am so sorry to hear that," Greta said, caressing my face. "Well, any
time you need genuine appreciation for your sexual skills, you can count on
me."

"Thanks," I said, smiling, and kissing her. I could feel the sincerity of her
comment, and it touched me deeply. I made a point of giving her as much
pleasure as I could when we resumed.

"Okay, I'm all set," Armand said, coming over to the bed. He climbed in, and
pulled his wife into his arms. They kissed hungrily for several minutes. I
watched the couple in the throes of deep love and affection for each other, and
realized what I was missing in my life. I wondered how I could rekindle the
spark in my life with my wife, who had lost interest in sex. I realized that I
had to do something about it, to find a way to get her excited again about the
intimacies we had enjoyed for so many years.


Part VI

Greta pushed her husband down on his back, and rolled on top of him. She kissed
him eagerly, and slowly began moving down his body, licking and kissing his
chest and nipples, and then his stomach. Finally, she buried her face in his
thick bush, nuzzling his gently throbbing cock, as her fingers caressed his
balls. I watched the transformation of his limp cock into a raging, throbbing
shaft that soon disappeared into the voluptuous mouth of his wife. She turned
around as she sucked him, offering him her own genitals for his oral pleasure.

I watched them pleasure each other in the oral union for a few minutes. I could
see Greta getting aroused more and more, as her husband licked and probed her
carnal depths with his expert tongue. Taking a break from her sucking, she
turned her head around, and said, "Oh, David. Please don't stand there. I want
your cock in my pussy."

I stepped behind her. My cock was already throbbing with excitement. She arched
her back, offering me a gorgeous view of her upturned ass and cunt lips.
Armand's tongue was darting in and out of her dripping passage, as I stepped
behind her and grabbed her hips. She backed into my waiting cock. I positioned
it at the entranced of her cunt, and pushed forward. Armand had stopped licking
her, and was watching with lustful fascination. He grinned as my cock entered
his wife's pulsating cunt, past the swollen labia and into her tight passage. I
plunged hard and fast into her, feeling the tightness of her passage around my
rock hard shaft.

I began pumping her with increasing frenzy, realizing that the tightness of her
cunt was going to cause my orgasm sooner that I had expected. I pulled almost
all the way out and rammed the cock back in with force, causing her to buck
forward. Armand gasped loudly, apparently because her forward lurch had caused
his cock to be pulled and sucked into her mouth. He raised his head to take a
swipe at her dripping pussy. His tongue encountered the underside of my cock,
as my balls collided gently with his forehead. He watched my cock pounding her
cunt, and with a deep sigh, reached forward to cup my balls in his hand.

The sudden and unexpected touch broke my rhythm and I missed my target in my
next plunge. My cock slipped past Greta's cunt lips and hit Armand on the nose.
He quickly adjusted the position of his head, and in my next plunge, he neatly
deflected my cock into his open mouth. I gasped with surprise, as his lips
closed around my shaft. I continued the momentum and plunged deep into his
mouth. He sucked my cock avidly, as if he had found a new candy, and then
pulled it out and guided it to his wife's cunt.

I resumed my pounding, but Greta had noticed the missing strokes. She turned
around to see what was happening behind her back. Seeing her husband swallowing
my throbbing cock, she squealed with joy, and started to get off. But Armand
held her down and guided my cock back into her passage. She resumed her sucking
of her husband's cock. But now Armand had decided to take control of my cock,
and he alternately pushed it in his mouth, and his wife's dripping passage.
This added excitement was too much for me, and I moaned loudly.

"I can't hold back any more," I blurted out and started pounding Greta's love
tunnel with renewed passion. Armand settled down to watch my assault on his
wife's intimate parts, concentrating on his own climax. Greta had been aroused
already to the point of orgasm, and we all rode together to the crest. First,
Greta moaned aloud as her body began to shake in the throes of orgasm. Next,
Armand's cock twitched and exploded into her mouth and on her face and chest.
Then it was my turn. I grabbed her hips, and pulled her hard into me, as I
plunged for the last time.

My cock burst into her depth, unloading a torrent of sticky white juice. As
soon as I pulled out for the next plunge, Armand grabbed it and opened his
mouth. My erupting cock sprayed his face with the hot fluid, and he blinked as
a few drops hit him in the eye. Greta quickly turned around and grabbed my
cock, licking and sucking all the erupting juice out of it. Finally we all
collapsed in a heap on top of each other, satiated and happy.

Several minutes later, Greta stirred, and got up. Armand and I extricated
ourselves from under her, and sat up. We were all drenched in perspiration and
our combined love juices. Greta hugged us both. Armand whispered, "Happy
birthday, sweetheart."

I also joined in. "Happy birthday, Greta. I hope your desires were fulfilled to
your satisfaction."

She nodded with happiness, and said, "Yes, my wonderful lovers. I couldn't have
asked for more. There is only one thing left to do now. Goldie has missed all
this, poor thing. Armand, why don't you bring him in and let him join us?"

Armand went out to get the dog. I asked Greta, "What do you have in mind?
Aren't you sore by now?"

"Yes, but I don't want to deprive Goldie of his share of the pleasure."

"Can you handle him after all this?"

"I think so. I will need your help and guidance. I know about his knot, as you
described it in your e-mail. I jerked him off a few times, and I was so amazed
at the size of his knot, and his cock when he starts ejaculating. I know I
don't have the energy to get locked up with him tonight, but if you could guide
him into me, and show me how to handle his knot, may be I can let him lock up
with me some other time."

"It's not very difficult to prevent the knot from getting into you."

"You do it then. I don't have any energy to take the doggie position for him.
Here he comes. Look how excited he is already. All the noise and smell must
have turned him on. Look at his cock, it's already stiff and ready to go. Come
on. Goldie. Come to mummy."

Goldie jumped up on the bed, and put his front paws on her shoulder, humping
his butt in her face. His red cock was already dripping with his ejaculate as
he tried to fuck her face. Greta grabbed his cock, and squeezed it hard. Goldie
whimpered and backed off.

"That's better," she said, "Now you behave, and I'll let you have a new treat."
She spoke to the dog as if he was another human being. I looked around to see
where Armand was. He was getting ready to shoot the next video.

Greta lay back on the bed, and pulled the dog on top of her. Goldie spread out
on top of her tummy, and started licking her face. She kissed him, and started
stroking him gently. It was clear to me that the woman and the animal loved
each other deeply. The dog mellowed and almost purred as she stroked him
flanks. Slowly she reached between their bodies and touched his cock which had
almost receded into the sheath.

Goldie immediately started to get up, but Greta held him down. She pushed him
down gently until he was lying squarely between her legs. She opened her thighs
and pulled him up again. As the dog slid forward, the tip of his cock made
contact the her pussy lips. Greta moaned and reached for the cock, pumping it
to extract its full length from the sheath.

She looked at me. I said, "Let Goldie fuck you in this position. I will guide
his cock in you. Once he is in all the way, he will know what to do."

Greta nodded and arched her hips to present a more comfortable angle to the
dog. I raised the dog, and guided his fully extended cock into her passage. The
dog jabbed at her opening once and missed, brushing her clitoris instead. Greta
gasped with pleasure. The dog found his mark in the second attempt and let out
a howl as he buried his cock into his mistress. He immediately began humping
her with typical canine frenzy. I could see his cock swell rapidly, and so
could Greta, as her moans increased in intensity as the dog began pounding her
overworked pussy.

I reached under the dog, and found his knot. He was ramming his cock so hard
that if I had not clasped my fist around it, he would have pushed the knot all
the way into her. The dog began to shudder as his orgasm began. He whimpered
and continued to jerk his hips rapidly, squirting copious amount of thin,
colourless fluid which began dripping out of Greta's passage. I pulled the dog
back and his cock slipped out of her. The dog continued to jerk his hips,
spraying Greta's stomach, breasts and face with his semen. After several
minutes, the dog stopped, and jumped off the bed. He sat down in a corner and
began licking himself.

I watched Greta's face. She was happy that her desire to couple with the dog
had finally come true. But she was unsatisfied. She needed another release. She
beckoned me to her, and said, "I need to come. Please fuck me now."

I climbed into the bed, and immediately found myself being clasped in a vice
like grip of her legs. Adjusting my position, I lowered myself between her
legs, and guided my hard cock into her passage. Greta reached own and took hold
of my cock, and thrust her hips up. The cock slipped in immediately into her
well-lubricated passage.

As soon as I had buried my cock all the way into her, Greta hugged me tightly,
and whispered, "Just lie on top of me like this. I want to feel your closeness
for a while. Don't move."

We lay in each other's arms for several minutes, enjoying the warmth of our
arousal, and the feeling of bliss that comes from a deep penetration, and
embrace of two naked bodies. Greta kissed me repeatedly, and whispered, "It
feels so wonderful to have you deep inside me. Please make slow love to me.
Prolong it as much as you can. I love you."

"I love you also, but I think you really mean you love your husband who is
broad-minded enough to let you have sex with a stranger like me."

Greta smiled happily, and looked at her husband, who was filming our union. He
winked at her and gave her a broad smile of approval. I turned to look at him.
He winked at me, and said, "Make love to my wife, David. She likes to be
aroused all over her body."

I began kissing and licking her face, moving slowly down to her neck, and
buried my face in her tantalizing cleavage. I cupped her breasts, and pressed
them against my cheeks, kissing the sides in turn. Her nipples were hard like
rocks, and she moaned with pleasure as soon as I took them in my mouth and
began sucking them. She moved her pelvis against my buried cock, trying in
increase the friction on her clitoris. I gently wiggled my hips, rotating them
without pulling out. Greta gasped as my shaft rubbed against her mound.

I continued to kiss her breasts, and knead the firm flesh. I was amazed at the
muscle tone of this 44 year old woman. She had kept herself in good shape. Even
her cunt was tight for her age, having given birth to two children. I was
thoroughly enjoying the intimate embrace of this sexy woman, who was totally
consumed by her sexual desire.

Without breaking contact, I arched my back, and began kissing her stomach and
belly button. Greta gasped, and said, "Please make love to me. I want to feel
your cock moving inside me." she wrapped her legs around my waist, and began
moving her pelvis against my thrusting cock. I started humping her in a steady
rhythm, slamming my cock fully with each stroke in her slippery pussy. Greta
moaned without inhibition, rolling her head from side to side as her orgasm
approached. She started plunging back against me, lifting her butt off the bed,
and meeting my downward stroke with an upward thrust of her pelvis.

With the amount of slippery fluid dripping from her aroused pussy, every thrust
caused my cock to make a swishing sound as it entered her pulsating passage,
and drew more of her juices out on the outward stroke. Armand came closer, and
aimed the camera on the union of our genitals, as I increased my tempo. I was
getting close to my orgasm, and could feel the churning of my balls. Greta must
have felt it also, for she reached down to cup my balls and began massaging
them with her fingers. I could feel my cock swelling with excitement, and
finding her passage getting tighter as I continued to ram her full stroke.
Suddenly, I stiffened as my cock twitched hard and exploded into her. Greta
clutched her muscles, gripping my cock even tighter as she raced to her orgasm.
She pulled me down on top of her, and moaned loudly as the changing angle of my
penetration caused her clitoris to rub hard against my plunging shaft. Her body
convulsed in rapture as the orgasm shook her to the core. I collapsed on top of
her, drenching her with my semen. Our bodies were firmly locked together, and I
could feel our juices dripping out of her overfilled passage.

Armand closed in on our faces, filming our deeply satiated expressions, as she
kissed me, and caressed my face. I held her tightly in my arms and rolled over,
pulling her on top of me. Greta began humping my still hard cock, trying to
squeeze the remaining juice from my balls. Her hips undulated provocatively
against my hard shaft, and Armand had a perfect view of her drenched pussy
assaulting my cock as she fucked me. She screamed with another orgasm that
knocked the wind out of her, and she collapsed on top of me, completely
drained.

Armand put the camera away, and joined us in bed. He pulled his wife in his
arms, and kissed her tenderly. Greta continued to clasp my cock in her tight
passage as she turned sideways and kissed her husband.

"I love you so much, Armand. Thank you for fulfilling all my fantasies
tonight."

"I love you, sweetheart, and I am really happy you enjoyed this orgy. I enjoyed
it, too. We will have a great time watching this night on tape later. I think
we have to thank David for participating in our dream night."

I smiled at them, and said, "Please. It was my pleasure and privilege to make
love to your beautiful wife, Armand. And Greta, I will never forget this night.
I never met a sexy woman who loves fucking so much. Thank you for making me a
part of your fantasy. I hope I have given you the present you desired for your
birthday."

Greta kissed me deeply, and said, "Yes, David. I have never enjoyed making love
so much, since this is the only time I have done it with some one other than my
Armand. You are very kind and skilled lover, and I hope that after this, you
will find the missing excitement with your wife when you go back."

"I also hope so, Greta. Thank you both for having me," I said, and gently
rolled out from under her. My cock slipped out of her tight passage, and I
stood up by the bed, looking at the husband and wife.

Armand looked at his watch. It was nearly 2 a.m.

"It's rather late for you to go back to your hotel, David. Why don't you spend
the night here?"

Greta rolled on her back, displaying her glorious nakedness to us. She took my
hand, and said, "Yes, David. Please stay here for the night. We can take you
back to the hotel in the morning."

"All right," I said, wondering where I might sleep. I was beginning to feel
quite sleepy after all this physical exertion. Greta slid to the middle of the
bed, and patted the space next to her. "Come on them. Get in the bed on this
side. I want to sleep between you two."

Armand laughed, and said, "It will be the most delicious sandwich anyone could
have. Anyone want to take a shower before retiring?"

Actually, we all needed to shower, because our bodies were quite sticky with
perspiration and all the love juices we had been squirting on each other for
the last four hours. We walked into the shower stall, and began cleaning each
other. As Armand and I began soaping Greta, she became aroused, and started
fondling her husband. He grabbed her by the waist, and she climbed on top of
him, encircling his waist. Armand braced himself as she impaled herself on his
already stiff cock, and leaned back to kiss me. I put my arms around her and
cupped her luscious breasts. She rode her husband as we fondled and caressed
her most intimate parts. I reached between her legs, and ran my fingers around
Armand's cock pumping into her, caressing her cunt lips and massaging her
rectum. Greta moaned loudly and stiffened, as orgasm suddenly hit her. She
clutched her husband tightly, and let out a scream, grinding and rotating her
hips against his buried shaft. My fingers touched Armand's balls, and I began
fondling them as he jerked his hips, ramming his throbbing cock deeper into his
wife. He shuddered and short his load into her. I could feel the sticky fluid
dripping down on my hands as it trickled past his rod, and ran down my fingers
and wrist.

Greta dropped her legs to the floor, still impaled on her husband's cock, and
hugged him. they kissed deeply and fervently as the glow of their simultaneous
orgasms slowly subsided. Then she turned to me and kissed me. "I would like to
satisfy you also, David."

I shook my head, and said, "It's all right, Greta. I don't think I can endure
another excitement now. I am a bit tender after all these orgasms."

Greta caressed my semi-hard cock, and kneeling on the floor, she put the tip in
her mouth. It was quite an erotic sight, with water dripping from her head on
to her face, as she slowly sucked my cock, making is hard again. She cupped my
balls, and continued to suck on my shaft gently. I stood before her, watching
her voluptuous mouth circling my shaft, and enjoying her oral loving. The sight
was too erotic for me to contain myself. I felt the familiar churning in my
balls again, something I never expected to happen in such a short time after my
last orgasm. I started humping her mouth, holding her head in my hand and
jerking my hips against her maddening lips. Greta braced herself, and pressed
her finger between my balls and the anus. That triggered such a sharp throbbing
of my cock that I gasped involuntarily, and immediately shot off a powerful jet
of semen into her mouth. Greta swallowed it all, gulping and licking my
spurting cock. Finally, she took it out of her mouth, and stood up.

"I couldn't leave you unsatisfied after all this love you have given me. Now we
can all sleep happily in each other's arms. Let's go."

We dried ourselves, and stepped out of the bathroom. Greta pulled us both into
her arms, and hugged us. "Cuddle me, my handsome lovers, and give me the warmth
of your bodies. I love you both very much.

We retired to the bedroom, and stumbled on to the bed. In a few minutes, we
were fast asleep. They dropped me off at my hotel around noon, and we took
leave. Greta gave me one last, deep kiss, and said, "Thank you for the best
birthday present, David. Please call us when you are in town again. Armand and
I would like to get together with you and may be we can go somewhere for an
outing."

We bid goodbye to each other. I turned and walked into the hotel. I heard the
car moving out, and turned one last time to wave them. Greta blew me a kiss and
a lovely smile. Armand gave me a thumbs up sign, and waved. I watched the dust
kicked up by the screeching tyres until they were out of sight. It was a
weekend I will never forget.

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