The Birthday Present 76

The Birthday Present

Ron and Sarah had always had a terrific sex life. She was so sexy, always dressing up and trying different games. Soon after their marriage they had added adult videos to their foreplay. Ron enjoyed a wide variety and one day found that his wife had a kinky fetish for lesbians. Ron had noticed that sometimes she was a lot hotter than others, but never associated it with anything in particular. That was until one particular video. He was laying back on the stacked pillows in their bed one Friday evening while Sarah and he watched a porn flick. The plot was superficial, but it revolved around some sort of female detective; smart, sexy, and always horny. She was a very attractive blond, with large breasts and small waist. She had a shaved pussy that made her clit stick way out, almost like a miniature cock.

They had watched a few of the opening scenes when his wife started stroking his cock. It was already semi-hard from the video, and her tugging made it long and stiff. At about the half-way point in the video, the female detective was interrogating a Hispanic female suspect. Sarah was so excited by her dominant actions that Ron could feel her shiver through her hand-job.

Then when the detective made a bold move and grabbed the girl's hair, forcing her head back in order to kiss her, Sarah ducked down and deep throated him in one move. Ron could hear her whimper through her sucking noises and, in the direction she was facing, she continued to watch the movie even as she was getting him off.

Within moments, the movie scene turned especially nasty with the detective sitting on the interrogation room table with the young Hispanic girl between her legs, licking her pussy. The video showed some extreme closeups of the girl's tongue sliding back and forth over the detective's clit and with each passing moment Ron heard more and more whimpers from Sarah. She was so excited.

"Oh my God, honey. That's so good," he groaned.

"Mmhmm... mmhmm," she moaned around his shaft.

He was close to cumming, but he pulled her off his prick and slipped behind her so that they were both facing the TV, his legs laying beside her on each side. He wrapped both of his hands around her and, grabbing her thighs, pulled her legs wide. Resting his chin on her shoulder, he slowly stroked her pussy with both hands, occasionally pinching her clit between his fingers. Her cunt was soaking wet, dripping onto the sheets and she was groaning with an intense lust.

"Keep watching the video," he said. "God, that girl can lick a pussy right. She's got me so hard."

"Mmhmm," Sarah moaned softly. "It's... it's good."

Ron wormed his tongue into her ear and told her to play with her nipples for him. Her hands started to gently caress her breasts, palming them, until her nipples were good and hard. By that time, he had pushed two fingers of one hand into her pussy and used the other to quickly circle her clit. Her panting was matching the groans from the movie and after several minutes of this torture, she was on the verge of a powerful orgasm. Ron then told her to pinch her nipples and at the same time he pinched her clit. Her hips jumped up off the bed, her body quaking in front of him. He loved how beautiful and sexy she was when she was so totally aroused.

She was cumming hard within seconds. Her body was jumping on the bed so hard Ron thought he was going to get hurt. After she came, she lay back against him panting loudly, but still never taking her eyes off the video. When the scene changed, she brought her legs up under her and, slipping her ass up higher, squat back down on his prick.

"Fuck me, Ron," she panted.

He put both hands below her thighs to steady her, but she just went wild, sliding up and down his hard pole. At one point, she brought it out all the way to the tip and then nearly fell back down, burying it to the root.

She was panting loudly, like she was on the verge of cumming again.

Her lusty actions and mewling whimpers sent him over the edge. "Oh, God yes. I'm cumming baby," Ron groaned. "Put it where you want it."

Sarah pushed down hard, burying him deeply in her pussy and quickly started stroking her clit, her cunt spasming several times, milking him. He came in her, grunting hard, forcing four or five large spurts deep into her womb. As he was spraying the last of his seed, she came to a thundering orgasm. Her whole body tensed up and she squealed loudly and incoherently.

As she settled down, his softening prick slipped out of her and she lay against him, cuddling. She was still breathing deeply as the movie ended, but was near exhaustion. They went to sleep right afterwards, but at that moment, Ron knew what he was going to give to his wife for her birthday present next month.

*****

After that night, she never really opened up about what had come over her. She was very shy about her lusts and Ron didn't think she wanted to admit to herself that she was bi-sexual or at least bi-curious. Ron thought her upbringing made her think that it was evil to have such feelings and she beat herself up after she had thoughts like that. As Ron asked her about it, she got very angry saying that she wasn't some deviant hussy that had sex with anything with two legs, so he stopped probing. He continued planning her birthday present in hopes of really surprising her and giving her the night of her life; a night she would never forget.

*****

When her birthday finally arrived, they had gone out to dinner at a fancy restaurant and had a great time. Ron had warmed her up to the idea of a big surprise that she would truly love and all through the evening she kept trying to guess what it was. He knew she'd never be able to. She never even considered this a possibility.

Ron made sure she had a few glasses of wine, knowing how horny that made her. Her foot caressed his calf all through dinner, so he knew that she was in a good mood.

They went to a hotel after dinner and checked in to a fancy room. It was all decked out with a large bed, sitting area, and jacuzzi. It was going to fit into his plan just perfectly. It was late when they arrived, about 10:00, and they lay on the bed, cuddling and lightly petting. He was just trying to get her very warmed up. He knew they were in for a difficult night ahead, but also knew she would really love it if she let herself.

At about 11:00, they started getting ready for bed and she hurried into the bath to change into a negligee that Ron had bought for her. Ron made a quick phone call to confirm her present and made sure he talked very softly. He took off his clothes and slipped on a robe. When Sarah came out, he was absolutely stunned! She looked so good in her two piece outfit. Both were lacy and were very see-through. The top had a single button in the front, right between her breasts.

"Wow!" he said. "Don't lay down. Come with me." Ron got up and led her to the sitting area, where he had prepared a chair for her. He had moved one of them into the middle, one that had sweeping arms. To the legs he had attached soft ropes.

"And what is this all about?" she asked. She looked at him, smiling, and looking suspicious, wondering what he was up to. But sat down anyway, smiling sexily. Ron could tell she was revved up for a terrific night of loving.

He slowly stroked her arms and legs, moving them over the arms of the chair and looped the ends of the rope around each arm and ankle, binding her to the chair. Ron made sure that each binding was secure and held her so that she couldn't move far. About the only movement available to her was to raise and lower her hips from the cushion. She tried to talk, but Ron raised a finger to her lips each time to signal her to be quiet.

Ron retrieved a bottle of massage oil and knelt in front of her. After dribbling a little of the oil onto her skin, he began massaging it in, being sure to pay lots of attention to each nipple and her pussy, slowly opening her negligee like a curtain. She was getting very excited and began panting loudly. His tongue traced circles around her abdomen and down along her inner thighs. Her hips rose and fell slightly, trying to make him touch her and make her cum.

Ron glanced up. Her head had fallen back and she was breathing heavily. "Just put it in me, Ron. Please quit teasing me and fuck me."

"In good time, love," he said, teasing her. "We have all night, remember? First, I want to play some games."

Ron put an oil-covered finger near her anus and slowly slipped it around her puckered hole as his lips nibbled at her swollen cunt lips and clit. He knew just what turned her on and he used every trick in the book. He took his time, keeping her on the edge of an orgasm when there was a soft knock on the door. Ron glanced at the clock as he stood. Precisely midnight; right on time.

"Ron? Untie me," Sarah said, nervously. "Please! Or at least cover me up!".

"Don't worry, love. This is your birthday present," he told her. "And you're in the perfect position to receive it." She protested more loudly as Ron approached the door but Ron reminded her that the neighbors would hear her if she wasn't quiet.

Ron opened the door. The two women he had hired were standing there dressed in very hot outfits. He'd asked them to dress as dominatrix, hoping that it would arouse his wife beyond belief. The taller girl was black and wore a black, two piece latex outfit. The top showed a plunging neckline between her large breasts and the bottom was so tight Ron could see the outline of her mons. It was zippered in the crotch, though, for easy access. The shorter girl was younger, 18 by his estimation. Looking like a young blonde bimbo, she wore a red latex dress that was cut with a very low neckline and a very high hemline. If she would have bent over, Ron know he would have seen every inch of her. Both wore high heels and walked in as if they owned the hotel.

"Ron, who are these women?" Sarah whispered nervously. She pulled at her bonds, fighting to get free.

"Go shut the slut up," the taller woman said to the younger. The girl took her bag over to the chair and pulled out a tennis-ball like contraption, with straps. She pushed it at Sarah's lips, trying to force it between them.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Sarah protested, turning her head away to avoid the gag.

"Open up, slut," she hissed, her face inches from Sarah's. Sarah's face showed her outright fear, but she pursed her lips together to keep her mouth shut. The girl grabbed one of Sarah's nipples between her fingers and squeezed forcefully as she twisted it. As Sarah's mouth opened in pain, the girl pushed the ball into her mouth and quickly buckled the straps behind her head. "There you go. We don't want you bothering the neighbors with a lot of noise." The girl kissed her, running her tongue up her cheek, right where a tear had slipped from Sarah's eye.

Sarah was complaining loudly into the ball gag, but they could barely hear her. Her eyes pleaded for Ron to help her.

"Mmmm, she's all ready for us, isn't she," the taller woman said. Ron knew her as Kayla, or more precisely Mistress Kayla. He nodded mutely, unable to talk because he was so stunned by her presence. She was a few inches taller than him in her heels and commanded pure obedience.

"This is one of my sluts, Chrissy," she said, acknowledging her with a nod. Chrissy was running her hands over Sarah's shoulders as she kissed her face, flicking her tongue over her forehead. Sarah's eyes were tightly closed and she was crying softly. Ron felt a pang of guilt for hurting her like this, but he knew she would love it in the end; she just had to get past her hang-ups.

"Sit back and enjoy the show. We have several hours to play and I'm sure you won't be disappointed," Mistress Kayla said, escorting him over to the couch. She pulled his robe open and inspected his prick. It was very hard and greeted her by jumping as she grazed it with her fingers. "Very nice. We'll have to make sure it gets some attention, too."

Ron sat back on the couch and Mistress walked over to the night stand and opened the drawer, removing the envelope he had placed there earlier. She counted the money inside and quickly put it into her purse. As she walked over to Sarah, Chrissy was leaning over her head, her hands running up and down over her abdomen, lightly caressing her breasts and pussy. Chrissy was whispering to her and Ron could see that Sarah was excited by her ministrations. Sarah's face was nearly in her crotch and I'm sure she could smell her womanly scent as Chrissy pressed her abdomen onto her forehead.

Mistress Kayla walked over, knelt between Sarah's spread legs, and slipped her hands up and down her inner thighs, lightly scratching them with her fingernails. Chrissy knelt behind the chair and pushed Sarah's head up until she was looking at Mistress. She rested her chin on Sarah's shoulder and whispered in her ear as her hands slowly unbuttoned her negligee. When Sarah's breasts were exposed, Chrissy's hands cupped them and lightly pinched her nipples. They were already hard little points, betraying Sarah's excitement.

"Watch my Mistress, slut. Watch her play with your body and make you feel so good," Chrissy whispered in her ear before flicking it with her tongue. Sarah gasped into her gag and Ron could tell she couldn't take her eyes off Mistress. Her eyes were full of a mixture of both fear and excitement.

Mistress' hands slipped down Sarah's thighs until they framed her pussy behind her lace panties. "Such a pretty pussy, Sarah. You shouldn't let prudish beliefs keep you from experiencing true sexual pleasure. Tonight you're going to experience things you've never felt before, things I'm sure you've dreamed about though. Before the evening's over," she said swiping a finger right over Sarah's clit, "you will cum more times than you can count." Sarah groaned in quiet protest. "No need to deny it, Sarah, I can tell you want this. I know the signs. I've slept with many, many women and your body betrays you."

Mistress Kayla lowered her face just over Sarah's cunt and she inhaled. "Mmmm, such a lovely scent." Her tongue flicked over Sarah's engorged clit and Sarah shuddered. The scene excited him so much Ron started running his fist up and down his hard prick, lubricating it with his pre-cum.

Mistress grabbed Sarah's panties and ripped one leg, so that it hung limp from her other leg, exposing her most intimate parts to her tormentor. "So pretty," Mistress moaned as she began flicking her tongue around her pussy, being careful to just tease her clit. She slapped Sarah's thighs with her hands until they were rosy pink and between each flicked at her pussy. The lips had parted like a budding flower and her juices were oozing out of her.

Chrissy continued to knead Sarah's breasts and flicked her tongue in her ear. Sarah was panting loudly now, almost as if she couldn't breathe. After several long, torturous minutes, Mistress sat back and finally noticed him. His hand was stroking quickly up and down his shaft as Ron neared his orgasm.

"Chrissy, why don't you go take care of our host," she said.

Chrissy seemed rather upset with the order, but none-the-less stood up and walked over to him, swinging her hips seductively. She knelt between his knees and, removing his hand, replaced it with her tongue, sliding up and down as if it were an ice cream cone. Ron was in heaven by her expert tongue and lips and groaned loudly.

Mistress giggled. "Looks like your hubby is enjoying himself." Sarah and Ron locked eyes for a split second. She didn't look scared anymore, just excited with a look of helplessness. It was funny. Ron knew she didn't want him to think bad of her because she was enjoying herself. She didn't want him to pass judgement or think she was some kind of slut or worse yet... that she enjoyed having sex with women. But if he told her the truth, that's what he wanted. He wanted her to enjoy sex with women. He knew he'd enjoy watching her have sex with women.

She closed her eyes in a groan as Mistress toyed with her clit once again.

"Stick a finger up your pussy?" Mistress Kayla asked rhetorically. "Hmmmm? Ooooh, what a hungry little cunt you have." Mistress Kayla pushed her middle finger deep into Sarah's cunt until her fist pushed against her lips. Sarah's head fell back again in pleasure. Mistress' hand alternated between slow, long intrusions to quick, piercing stabbings, slamming her fist into her mons.

Ron was in heaven just watching Sarah get fingered, but Chrissy was an expert cock-sucker. After she licked and stroked his cock to its hardest state ever, she pushed it between her beautifully thick lips and plunged it deep into her throat. Between her sucking and fisting, she had him nearly screaming out in pleasure. But, just as he thought he would cum, she would back off. Minutes later she would bring him to the crest once again. It was a terrific roller coaster ride. He was so worked up, he was nearly ready to just grab her and fuck her furiously.

Chrissy suddenly stopped her ministrations and Ron thought he made an unnatural squeal as she stood up. He watched, mesmerized, as she pulled her tight skirt up over her hips, exposing her naked snatch and ass. She turned away from him and backed up until her ass pressed against his face. Then she bent over, her hands on her knees and offered her snatch to him, spreading her knees wide. Without even thinking, Ron grabbed her thighs and pressed his tongue deep into her, sucking deeply on her pussy lips and clit. He was in paradise.

"See," Mistress said to Sarah, still driving her fingers into her juicy hole. "Chrissy-slut just loves to get her pussy eaten. Your hubby's OK, but she's used to a much better tongue. Women are sooo much better at pussy licking than men." Sarah was looking at her through half lidded eyes. "Don't you agree?" she asked flicking her clit once again with her finger. Sarah groaned, pushing her hips up as high as she could, her body shuddering.

"I thought you would." Mistress bent forward and licked her clit several times, letting Sarah's saliva drip from her lips onto her chest. "Mmmm, your pussy is so tasty. I bet your hubby just loves going down on you." She slowly pulled her finger from her dripping snatch. "Hmmm, I think you need another," she said as she pushed two fingers back inside and turned her hand over to rub at Sarah's G-spot, slowly pushing in and out, flicking, twisting, driving Sarah insane with the sensations.

"You know, if you were my little slut, I'd make sure you were taken care of all day long. I just love to watch a horny little pussy dripping with cum. Don't you, baby slut? Your hubby told me just how much you liked looking at pussy. Do you want to taste a dripping pussy? Hmmm?"

Sarah pulled at her bonds in agony. She felt so excited, more than she could ever remember feeling. She was so close to cumming, but the Mistress kept her just at the edge.

"Such a hungry little pussy. How many little piggies can I get into your pussy, slut? Let's find out." Mistress pulled her two fingers out and slowly started forcing three back into the tight hole. Sarah's eyes were forced shut and her head flipped from side to side in her agony and ecstasy. She had no idea how much time had passed since this woman had started playing with her. It felt like forever, but she still hadn't been allowed to cum yet. Through half lidded eyes, she glanced over and saw Ron grunting as his sperm shot into Chrissy's mouth, the young woman's lips holding the tip of his rod. Sarah saw her throat working furiously to capture the copious fluids that she knew were erupting from his hard shaft.

"You want another one in, little pussy? Hmmm, you want... four... fingers?" Mistress pushed the fourth finger, her pinky finger, into Sarah's tight cunt, moving very slowly. Sarah was crying loudly into her gag. Ron couldn't tell if it was from pure pleasure or pain, but Ron knew she had never been stretched so wide before. Drool dribbled down the side of her face as well as tears from her eyes, but her hips kept pushing up and down as if she was trying to force Mistresses entire hand into her body.