Birthday
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It's Saturday, and you've come down with family to spend time celebrating his birthday with everyone. The expectation is that the adults will head out in the evening for dinner, so to some degree you're already made up and won't need to do much later.
It's his birthday, so it's a bit of a surprise that he suggests taking you and his wife into the local large town for you both to find something sexy for the evening, but as he's buying neither of you object. The kids are hungry as its lunchtime, but your husband suggests he'll stay behind and cook them something, so the three of you head out. "Back later, will be a few hours, you know what girls are like" he says.
Browsing the shops, you both find outfits to suit, clearly your birthday guest is happy with the choice. It's early afternoon, neither of you took long. Everyone is of thirst, so he suggests heading to a local lounge bar for a drink. It's quite a swanky place and as he arranges a seating area, he makes the suggestion you both change into your new outfits, and points towards the ladies, which form part of the hotel the bar is in.
You both agree, as orders go into the bar for Prosecco for his wife and a lively red for you.
You both return to the area in your new sexy numbers, and clearly as he stands up to greet you both he is happy with what he sees. As with many conversations, once the alcohol has taken the edge off, they turn to sex, who's getting what, who's not etc, and both of you are a little turned on. He produces two gold envelopes, it's like an award ceremony, asks you to choose one and not open it. You're both intrigued.
He goes on to explain that he has booked a room upstairs and as it's his birthday he'd like to engage with one of you whilst the other has to watch, getting turned on but not engaged. The envelope will decide who.
Both you and his wife look at each other, raise eyebrows, but seem to except this is a one off and he has just splashed a fortune on clothes for you both. You quietly on the inside hope it's you, you'd far rather be fucked than having to sit and watch someone else though being watched by his wife adds a little trepidation.
All three of you refill glasses, he gathers the bottles and you all head to a room, both you and his wife walking together in close harmony.
He opens the bedroom door and offers you both in first...
Immediately the sight in the room triggers your brain "wtf"....and both of you turn back towards him with a somewhat perturbed look, and you feel the glass in your hand shaking....you want a response from him, but there is nothing other than to usher you into the room further.
For in this room are two large double beds. Standing by one of the beds, are two well dressed white guys, smart grey suits, crisp white shirts open at the collar. Mid 30's they stand taller than your host. Their "Hello" suggests an Italian accent.
You don't quite know where to look as standing by the other bed are four of the most enormous but exceedingly handsome black guys, well built, smart in their jeans and chest and arm hugging t-shirts. You notice both sets have a gold envelope.
Your brain and clearly the same for his wife are now racing, both your faces red with mix emotions.... you can just process through a large gulp from your glass what may happen.
Your birthday host, standing behind you casually announces, "Ladies meet my birthday gift". "Boys open your envelopes".
Without a word the holders of the envelope open them, a single card on the inside is extracted and turned around. The team of four holding "A" and the two holding "B."
Your host then pulls two more envelopes from his pocket. He looks at both of you "In either the envelope you are holding or the one in my hand, there is a matching card to the boys, or there is the word abstain, you can swop your envelopes with me or each other if you wish".
By now if it wasn't already, you both realise the challenge, but you don't want to change envelopes. You can already feel your heart racing and a wetness building between your legs...it's so wrong, it's not what you were expecting, which group are you looking at, which group do you want to pleasure...If you stick which letter are you going to get. Perhaps switching is a trick...oh you don't know.... how can this be. You look at his wife and sense she's going through the same thoughts. She turns towards you, hugs you, and whispers "let's do it".
You both refuse to switch envelopes and your host opens the two he has in his hand.... both carry the word "Abstain". Your heart pounds further as one way or another you're now going to entertain the appropriate party.... but which. A nervous flush hit you and you feel your pussy heat under your new dress.
As you open your envelope you can feel your hands shaking, and can see the two groups looking at you, their eyes moving up and down undressing your body.
You read B on your card, the team of two, but before you turn the card round you look over at his wife who clearly has A. You can't read each others mind, but rather than turn the card over you both move towards the appropriate bed with your card.
The two gentlemen make their move and stand with you, one moving in front of you, and as he does, he gives you a secure hug, but his height means you look up to him, your stature is petite in comparison. His friend moves behind you and places his hands on your shoulders and gives you a gentle squeeze. "Relax, well look after you" you here him say.
The two surround you, the one behind slips his hands under the thin shoulder straps to your dress and eases them over your shoulders....meanwhile the gent in front has his hands wrapped around your waist and you feel him lifting your dress material up around your waist, the silky material gliding over your firm arse. As you feel it give and the material settle at the top your thong, so to do you feel your dress top collapse at it passes your breasts, you weren't even aware the material had been taken that far down, so engrossed are you.
This alone had flooded you below, your now caught in the moment. The chap behind you moves back to your shoulders but this time putting downward pressure on them, it's clear he wants you to drop to your knees. As you do you realise the height of the gentleman in front of you means his manhood is above your eye line, and you can tell from the firm bulge in his trouser he comes well equipped.
You don't need telling, you move to his zipper and undo his trousers, drawing down his trousers and underwear. What rises is outstanding with length. It hangs low, pulsing gently as it starts to fill will blood, and you at once take it into your hand, it's semi hard. As you do you sense it harden further, your grip pulling his foreskin over the head of his cock but it's still not fully hard. His balls hang low, and you take his ball sack in your other hand and massage two sizeable testicles.