Sucing Dic for Her Birthday

Watching him with one arm on the steering wheel. Her stomach is twisting with excitement. Her hair in pigtails. She's just turning twenty-seven, today. She's aching at the thought. She'd made a pact with herself. Would Jacob be okay with it?

She thinks he will.

Sometimes he can be sensitive.

Even jealous.

But, lately, she's noticed he's been more receptive to her subtle hints of spicing thing up.

Maybe she shouldn't have waited until the day of her birthday to drop the 'big one' on him, but she has a good feeling.

They pass the adult-toy store. There is a big poster, in the corner window, with the title: TRASHY THREESOMES VOLUME 19!!!!

Ashley grins, resting her head against the passenger window, "Have you ever wanted to have a threesome?"

"No. I don't know. Maybe," Jacob says, scanning the intersection, before taking the next right.

"Maybe."

"Yeah, maybe."

"With who?"

"I don't know."

"Any celebrities?"

Jacob looks at her, raising his brow, "They're unattainable."

"Any one that we know?"

"I'm not falling for that," slowing down for a yellow light.

"No, just tell me. It might turn me on."

"Melanie."

"Melanie. The HR lady at my work?"

"Yeah. I like her ass. Always seems like she's flirting with me, when we're at the business Christmas parties."

"I noticed that, too," she says, rubbing his leg, "Maybe I'll talk to her. See what I can do. We could go to a hotel."

"I don't know. Ashley---"

She traces her finger on his cock, "Remember when you told me you sucked that guy's dick, right before college?"

He looks slightly embarrassed, "Yes. Why?"

"I, like, really think it's hot."

"You've been bringing this up a lot lately."

"Yes."

He relaxes, taking a left, and asks her,"Who would you want to have a threesome with?"

"Maybe Todd. Or, actually, I like Marshall."

"Marshall? Really? I wouldn't have guessed he was your type."

"I think Todd would be generous. But, I don't know, Marshall just has a swag about him."

"A swag?" he says, jumping between looking at her and the road, "What's bringing this up?"

"I've been meaning to ask you something," she says, looking out her window.

Jacob turning onto 34 Street, where the bowling alley is.

"It's for my birthday. It would be really exciting."

"I already got your gifts. We just gotta go pay for our shoes and then you can go open them. I'm sure your mother will make you wait. At least until your father gets some pictures."

"That's not it," she says, looking to him.

"You want to have a threesome?"

"Don't be weird. If it's weird, just forget it."

"Are you serious?"

"I want you and Marshall to fuck me, at the same time, on my birthday."

His face flushes, "What? That's today!"

"I want one of you in my pussy. I want one of you in my ass. You can swap back and forth, if you want."

"Ashley---"

"I've always wanted to try. I mean I kind of did during sophomore, in college."

"I remember you mentioning but---"

"But I've never had both inside me at once."

"I don't know---"

She places her hand on his jeans and massages below his zipper, "I love you, baby. This would be only just for fun. It's a bucket list item."

His eyes flicker as he sees the bowling alley appearing. His dick expands a bit as she keeps rubbing, "If we do this, you have to agree to a threesome with Melanie, for my birthday," he says, pulling into the parking lot, "fair is fair."

"Look who's cock is coming to life."

"Well, I do love you. And I do like Melanie."

"I made a promise to myself that I'd try this by the time I turned twenty-seven."

"Your lucky number?"

"Well, yes. But I, also, thought setting a date would help me get to the goal, sooner."

"Double penetration?"

"Yeah. Is that weird?"

"I mean, I love you. If this is really what you want."

"It is. It's all I can think about. Now that it's here."

"We're about to go bowling, Ashley."

"I know, but I want it. So bad."

She unzips his shorts, she touches the impression of his cock, the fabric of the underwear.

"What are you doing?"

She undoes the button. She pulls him out and puts him in her mouth.

Licking circularly, then pressing his cock into her cheek. She takes him out, "Oh. One more thing," she says, looking up at him, her dark brown eyes glowing with lust, "I want you to suck his cock with me."

He picks a parking spot, pulls in and scans the front entrance, "What? I'm not agreeing to that. Can't we talk about this, after the party?"

She went back to sucking his cock.

"Oh god. Okay. Okay. I'll do it."

She takes him out of her mouth, "Let's bowl."

**********

Jacob is focused on the road, entering a roundabout. Ashley in the passenger seat. Marshall sitting in the middle of the backseat. The sun was going down, the sky red. Jazz on the radio.

"That was some party," says Jacob.

"I'll say," says Marshall, tapping to the music, "I've never seen someone strike a perfect game before. Thanks for inviting me."

"It was our pleasure, Marshall," she says,

"Ashley's pretty talented at bowling," looking in the review mirror.

"Who was that woman with the red curls?" says Marshall.

"Melanie?" says Ashley.

"Yeah. I like her."

"I do, too," says Jacob.

"I think she was flirting with me."

"Marshall, man, you think everyone's flirting with you," says Jacob, laughing.

"I don't think you're flirting with me," says Marshall.

"I could talk to her for you," says Ashley.

Jacob smiles at her, placing his hand on her thigh.

Ashley turns down the radio.

"Maybe you shouldn't. I'm not really looking for a relationship. at the moment. Just wanna be casual. Experiment."

"Oh, really?" she says. "That can fun. What kind of experimenting?"

"I don't know. Is this weird to talk about?"

"I'm genuinely curious. I like experimenting," she says, "For instance, Marshall, One time in college, I ended up eating my roommate's pussy. I made her get on all fours. Spread her ass. I really couldn't help myself," says Ashley, looking back, innocently.

"You don't say," says Marshall, a shift in his tone. Adjusting his legs.

Jacob reaches up and plays with Ashley's breast, tucking his hand through the collar of her dress.

"Yeah. I was telling Jacob, the other night, one time, me and that very roommate brought her boyfriend, and one of his friends over to the dorm, and we all fucked. Three hours. I was so drunk. It was one of the hottest nights. Sadly there were some things I didn't take the opportunity to do."

"Is it getting hot in here?" asks Marshall.

"Have you ever had a threesome, Marshall?" says Ashley, looking back, her brown eyes locking in his seduction.

Marshall almost squirms, "Yeah. I have. Kind of."

"Oh, tell me, please," she says, still looking at him. "You don't have to if you really don't want to," she reaches back and touches his knee, "But it would be really hot if you would."

"Jacob, you go first. Have you had a threesome?" he asks.

Ashley sits back in her seat and bats her eyes at Jacob.

"No, I haven't. Never had the chance," he says as Ashley reaches over and touches Jacob's cock, over the jeans, "If it ever comes up, maybe I will."

Marshall notices Ashley's looking into Jacob's eyes, smiling slyly. Rubbing near his zipper.

She looks over to Marshall and catches him mesmerized by her.

She sits back and turns around to Marshall, again, "Who did you do it with, Marshall? Two woman? A guy and woman? Two guys? What was it, honey?"

"A guy and a girl."

Her eyes light up, "That's pretty hot."

"You think so?" he says, caught in her eyes.

"I do. Please, give me all the details. Don't make me beg, Marshall," she says, biting her lower lip.

Jacob stops at a stoplight.

"Are you sure? I don't want to weird out Jacob."

"You can tell her," Jacob said, giving a thumbs up in the rearview mirror.

"I never talk about this kind of stuff."

"Go ahead."

"Okay. Well, this was back when I was in Winnipeg."

"Cold. I love it," Ashley says.

"This was right before college. Probably eleven years ago. So I was nineteen. I was hanging with my friend Raymond."

"I remember that guy," says Jacob, "The guy that was really into NASCAR."

"The very one."

"It's not only the plot that thickens," says Ashley, winking at Jacob.

"He and I were hanging out. Playing PlayStation. NASCAR Racers 9, I think. My girlfriend came home from work. She brought Moosehead for us. She jumped in the shower. So, we started having some beers. I lit a joint. We're chilling out. Tammy. That's her name. She comes out of the bathroom, wrapped in her towel. She sits down on the couch. I passed her a beer. And everything's normal. Cut forward a bit, and she's drunk, because she's cracking jokes, a lot. She only did that when she was drunk. There's a point where Raymond and I are drunk, too, and we can't really play the game anymore. He's getting dizzy. I'm feeling woozy. We turn off the PlayStation. Tammy cracks more jokes and keeps pressing herself into me. She pushes me over, on my back, on the floor beside the coffee table. She mounts me. Then she throws the towel off. I'm thinking, what's Raymond gotta be thinking in this moment. I looked over at him and he looked stunned. She started making out with me and grinding on me. She pulls my dick out. She puts it in her mouth. I'm so drunk, I forget Raymond's there, for a moment. Then, she gets on top of me, and puts me in her, and I see Raymond, just looking at us. His dick's out and he's stroking it. I remember making eye contact with him. It was weird. But then she starts asking him to come over. And I didn't know what to think. He looks at me like, is this okay? My dick is going in and out of her. She rides me harder and, next thing I know, his dick is in her mouth, right over my face."

Ashley's cheeks are red, "Holy fuck, Marshall, I'm really fucking wet," she lifts her dress and pulls Jacob's hand between her legs.

"Soaking wet, babe."

She pulls his fingers to her mouth and sucks her juices off them. "Thanks a lot, Marshall. "

"You had it coming," Marshall says, licking his lips, watching her rubbing Jacob and sucking his fingers.

"What happened next?"

He snaps out of it, "She wanted to suck both our dicks at the same time."

"And?"

"We did it."

"Did you like it."

"It was weird having another man's dick touching yours."

"But you didn't mind it?"

"It was okay."

"Did you guys get crazy?"

"We spit roasted her. Then she wanted us to both finish in her mouth."

"See, that's what I did with my roommate's boyfriend and his friend. They spitroasted me."

"What was your roommate doing?"

"We were in a sixty-nine position," she says, "she was eating my pussy, while the friend got me from behind. He had his thumb in my ass though. I was sucking her boyfriends dick."

"You're a lucky man, Jacob."

"We're both lucky."

"I might cum, right here, just listening to your story. " Ashley could see Marshall's cock was bulging in his track pants.

"You and me both."

"I see you're excited, Marshall."

"Well, what do you expect?"

"Would you have done double penetration, if Tammy had asked?"

"Jacob, what's going on?"

"Ashley. You should probably just come out with it."

Marshall sits there, Ashley locks in his eyes. She slowly reaches over and places her fingers at his knee and then starts walking her fingers along his thigh. Her hand touches the end of his cock, "I want you both inside of me."

Marshall closes his eyes as her fingers begin rubbing, "I'm in."

"And I want something else."

"What? Marshall says, his whole body moving to her touch.

"I want you, Marshall, to let Jacob suck your cock with me."

"God. What? No. I couldn't."

"Please, Marshall," she says, pulling at the lip of his pants, pulling it down, and touching the base of his cock. "It would be the biggest birthday gift to me."

"I don't know, Ashley---"

"Don't look at me. It's her idea, Marshall."

She pulls Marshall's cock out, fully, and strokes it, "We don't have to make any decisions, straight away,"

**********

HAPPY BIRTHDAY across the banner over the screen door. Pink and purple balloons stuck to the wall. A little gift bag on the counter. Lacy lingerie beside it.

Their tenth-floor apartment has a leather sectional. A cushioned chair. A painting of a woman's figure. A screen door leading to a neatly furnished balcony. A kitchen with fine marble counters. Steel refrigerator. An electric stove. The scent of pine and cinnamon.

"Isn't Jacob the best?"

"He is very considerate," says Marshall, looking at the lingerie. "I see you haven't used it, though."

"I'm saving it for now," she says, looking at him with lust. She drops the shoulder straps of her dress and lets her dress fall to the hardwood floor. Her pink tits bright against her tanned skin. Her soft blue panties. The curves of her.

"Whoa," says Marshall.

"I make a mean banner," says Jacob, looking from the banner to Ashley. "Hello. Where did your dress go?"

She grabs the linergie bra and polaces it around her breats. She drops her panties, revealing her shaven pussy. She wiggles the lingerie panties upher legs and grabs her glass. "Let's just have some wine. Loosen up. Then see where we end up," says Ashley, smiling at Jacob. "Marshall, do you like red or white."

"I'll take red."

Marshall was sitting on their couch. Stunned by Ashley's little stunt.

The flat screen playing NASCAR, on mute.

Ashley comes over with glasses and sits in the middle, beside Marshall.

Jacob sits on the other side.

One of the purple balloons falls from the ceiling.

"What's the appeal of NASCAR?" asks Jacob.

Ashley leans into Jacob. She kisses him. She takes a sip of her wine.

Marshall sips his. "What do you mean?"

"I mean they just drive in circles."

"What's wrong with circles?" says Marshall.

"Boys, settle down," says Ashley, swirling her wine, hovering it under her nose, taking in the aroma. "Circles make the world go 'round."

"I don't know if that's nonsense or profound," says Jacob, nudging her with his elbow.

"Probably profound," says Marshall,, watching the cars go 'round.

She smiles at him, watching the reflection of the screen in his eyes, "What do you like, Marshall?"

His spell breaks from the television, he looks to her, "I'm a man of simple pleasures."

"You mentioned experimenting."

He takes another sip. "I did."

"What do you want to try?"

He looks a little nervous, "I'm not sure."

She sets the glass down, "No shame."

"I don't know. What about you, Jacob?" asks Marshall, then taking a sip.

"I don't know. I'm just taking Ashley's lead on this one. You already know what she's after."

"Did you tell Marshall what you did, at the beginning of college?"

"No, birthday girl," says Jacob. "I didn't."

"What did you do?"

Jacob takes a chug of wine. "I sucked a guy's dick."

Marshall looks at Jacob, then the television.

"I keep telling him I find it really hot," says Ashley.

"I'll confess," says Marshall. "Remember I was telling you about Tammy and Raymond?"

"Of course," say Jacob and Ashley, simultaneously.

"Well." he takes a deep breath. "Once I saw his cock in her mouth, he must have been really drunk, but he was thrusting in her throat. Big thrusts. She was loving it. But he slipped. I was drunk. I guess, my mouth was open," he says, looking at them, "Then it slipped in."

"An accident?"

"I kept sucking on it, though. Tammy didn't understand what happened at first. But then she looked down and saw me. Then she joined me."

Ashley notices Jacob's cock getting hard.

"He blew a load over both our faces."

She chugs her wine. "I think I'm loosened up," she says, perching in the middle of the couch. on her knees, crawling toward Marshall. Her ass in the lingerie, displayed to Jacob.

Jacob slaps her ass.

She lets out a squeak and places her hands on Marshall lap and brings her lips to his.

Marshall stammers, "I've never told anybody about---"

She kisses him.

Jacob watches from behind. He pulls her ankles back, adjusting her knees. He massages her clit through the lingerie. Her ass right in his face.

Ashley sliding her tongue into Marshall's mouth. Marshall cups her breasts.

She bites his lower lip.

Jacob grabs her hips. Her ass cheeks jiggling.

Marshall pulls down the straps of her bra, sucking her breast. Licking the middle of her neck.

Jacob pulls Ashley's lingerie down.

She reaches over and folds the top of Marshall's track pants, pulling down his checkered boxers and taking his cock out.

"Fuck, yes," says Marshall.

Ashley looks at it.

She's smiles and then licks it.

Jacob buries his face in ass, her pussy.

She puts Marshall's cock in her mouth. Getting on her elbows. She moans.

Marshall's eyes rolling back.

Jacob stops. He stands up.

Ashley presses Marshall's cock to the back of her throat.

Jacob drops his pants and positions himself on the couch.

She chokes on Marshall's cock.

"My greedy, little slut," says Jacob, then slides it in her.

Her moans muffled from Marshall's cock filling her mouth, again.

Marshall presses the back of her head down, making eye contact with Jacob.

She pulls his cock out of her mouth, gasping, "Jacob, give it to me, please!"

Jacob plows harder. He drives it in her, heavy. Deep. His weight pushing into her.

Marshall slides out from under Ashley's mouth, heated, he drops his pants and boxers. Her saliva dripping off his cock.

"Wait. I got an idea. I want to do what your ex-girlfriend did. I want to suck both your dicks, at the same time," she said, stuttering almost as Jacob slides in deeper.

"I don't know if I want Jacob to suck my dick with you."

She stuggles to say the words fully as Jacob lays into her, "No ones talking about that. I just want both of yours in my mouth. That's all," she moans, "for now."

Jacob stops. He pulls his cock out, "In for penny."

**********

"Okay, bring them here," she said, on her knees.

They stand, in front of her, side by side, in between the coffee table and the television.

"Let me clean you off, first, Jacob, baby." She takes Jacob in her mouth and slides her tongue along the length of his cock, running it up and down, slipping the head in her mouth and then passing her tongue down the length of the other side. Being generous with her saliva.

Marshall's cock pointing and pulsing beside her filled mouth.

She takes Jacob out of her mouth.

She lick's Marshall's.

Then she guides Jacob's cock next to Marshall's, "It's just like Christmas," she says, with eyes, excitedly, bright.

Jacob and Marshall look at each other and then look down at her. They look up at the birthday banner.

Pressing them both together, she takes them in her mouth and chokes a little. Both knobs filling her mouth. She removes Jacob's, taking Marshall all the way to the back of her throat, and then taking him out and then putting Jacob to the test, then both in, again, squishing their cocks, slurping her messy drool off both their cocks. The drool drizzling down the soft bumps of areolas. She fingers her pussy, making gurgling noises. Ashley looks up, with her mouth full of both of them, and almost inaudibly says, "Kiss."

"What?" says, Jacob.

She takes him all the way in her throat, humming as she holds his cock deep in her throat.

Marshall looks to Jacob.

She puts Marshall back in with Jacob's.

"Oh, oh, god," says Marshall, "Okay."

Jacob and Marshall, with their cocks in Ashley's mouth, look at each, and kiss.

Ashley goes back and forth between them.

She takes them both out and holds their cocks firm, in each hand, "I want you both in me."

They look down.

Ashley smiling up at them. Drool running down her chin. Her breasts shiny with her saliva. She kisses the tip of Jacob's dick. Then Marshall's.