Three of the women were on their knees sucking cock to make them ready, moving round the circle with Nicole in the middle. Soon her face was thick with liquid and Gerard had to step forward to clean her eyes: 'happy birthday' he whispered as he did so; 'thank you my darling this is wonderful' she replied. Another man replaced the tongue who'd been between her legs so that the licker could have his cock rubbed ready to spunk on her. She caressed him and looked at his face through the clouds of spunk on her eyelids and minutes later his white sperm was dripping from her nipple and running down her side. It kept coming and coming. She kept coming and coming -- the tongues lapping and the fingers up her vagina and anus made sure she did. Her chest and neck were a sea of spunk. Her hair -- cut even shorter than usual for the occasion -- was matted with white.
It was hard to know what was more exciting. The sight of Nicole lying on the floor smiling and coming, being licked and drenched in come? Or was it the gathered men masturbating and sweating and watching or being done to? Or the sounds of orgasms, Nicole's and the men's and the tender little words: 'thank you. What a cock! Get it back up hard and give me some more, darling.' Or the three women who were watching and masturbating, each with a man's finger up her anus. Or the other three women sucking cocks and sometimes rubbing themselves as they did so. Put this all together, and it was the most exciting sight you could imagine.
After about 45 minutes, Gerard brought forward the glass of champagne and put it to Nicole's spermy mouth to quench her thirst but then on again it went. Orgasm after orgasm, come after come. Nicole awash and drenched. The sperm sometimes landing on her belly sometimes in her hair. But mainly on her face or neck or her little saggy breasts with the rock-hard nipples. Often in her mouth, in which case she let it slowly spit out again and rolling gently down her cheeks or chin. If in her eyes, the faithful Gerard was on hand to wipe them clean.
After nearly two hours, Nicole signaled that it was time to stop. She'd come -- on Gerard's reckoning -- 27 times, but he was not her and he probably missed another 10 of her quiet ones. At his final count, she'd received 68 loads of spunk, with about half the men coming twice and a hardy little band of the under-30s managing three times. As she stood up, a little wobbly and grinning from ear to ear, the whole establishment -- including the woman running the place -- broke into applause. Gerard took pictures of Nicole standing by herself, awash with spunk. So did one of the other couples who'd brought a camera with Gerard smiling next to her. Then he indicated that any of the naked men and women who wanted to be in a group photo -- about half did -- should step forward. It was like the conquering football team including subs and coach, but in the middle was the deeply satisfied Nicole, now 55 years-old and one of the happiest women on the planet.