DANNY'S BIRTHDAY
The phone rings. It is Christa, my friend Danny's wife, "Hi Frank...Danny has just left to pick you up."
"OK Christa, Starr has the rental car and should get to you within the hour. I gave her some extra money so the two of you can run into Louisville, get some new clothes and the toys we will need. See you there."
The plan was working. I had, even though it was his birthday weekend, conned Danny into to driving me down to Lexington for the Glock Shoot. I had told him he didn't have to shoot, but if he would go, we would stop at The Horseshoe Casino in Jeffersonville on the way back. Was he in for a surprise....?
I drove Danny's Vet, thus we made a very fast trip down to Lexington. I was able to get Danny to shoot one gun and we made it through the stages in record time, for Lexington. We were on our way back by about 2:30PM Kentucky time. When we stopped outside of Louisville for gas, I called Christa and let her know when to expect us. We arrived at the boat, parked, and headed into the Casino. From the look on Danny's face as we reach the lobby, we had pulled it off..., there stood Christa and Starr. Can you say, "High priced pros!" They sure looked the role, both were dressed to kill...or at least eat...?
After damn near having to pick Danny up off of the floor, we all said: "Happy Birthday!" Danny's mouth opened but words didn't really come out.
I laugh and say: "I told them to be gift wrapped." As Danny is still trying to figure out what the hell is going on, the ladies escort us to the elevator and push the button for the top floor. When we exit, there are only four doors visible and Starr pulls out a key card and opens the doors to the "Centurion Suite".
Even I was not expecting this lavish of suite. It must be ...who you blow instead of who you know down there...because the suite is as expansive as it is probably expensive. The suite consisted of a center room with several couches and chairs, a full bar, two bedrooms with each having a dressing room and bath, and a balcony with a huge Jacuzzi.
After getting us all a drink and let it sink in for Danny as to what is going on, Christa says we have dinner reservations in the Coliseum Room (The casino's gourmet dinning room.) at 7:00PM and Danny and I need to get the Kentucky dirt off and dress for dinner. Christa then takes my hand and leads me to the bedroom on the left. Starr takes Danny and disappears to the one on the right.
After closing the door, Christa comes up and starts undressing me saying: "I think it is going pretty well so far, at least he hasn't fainted yet." When I am totally naked Christa leads me back to the tub, has me get in, strips herself and climbs in. While washing me she says: "Remember we agreed that we could play, but you can't fuck me until we are all together." After washing ever inch of my body we get out and walk into the bedroom. "Starr has told me how you like your blow-jobs, it scares me a little, but I will try!"
I reply "In good time... But right now, I just want you to stretch out on the bed and spread your legs." She gives me a quizzical look but does as I ask. While I have known Christa for years, and just saw her, in all her glory in the tub, this is the first time I have had a chance to really look at her naked body. Actually she is in about the best shape I can remember. Her breast are still full and lush, her nipples seem to be hardening on their own and if I thought I was going to find out if she was a natural blond...forget it...she was shaved as smooth as silk. Well as someone once said: "God must have meant for it to be eaten, otherwise why did he make it look like a taco." I climb onto the bed and say: "Close your eyes Christa and relax."
I started with her toes, then the soles of her feet and worked my way slowly up. I think she had expected to just have to blow me and not to be an "appetizer" herself. By the time I reached her pussy, I could tell she was beginning to enjoy it. I stayed away from her clit, made sure that she was good and wet before I slipped a finger into her pussy as far as it would go. I then curled it back against her G-spot. Her whole body stiffened. I sucked in her clit and then released it and began stroking it with my tongue. If she hadn't been really into it by then, she was then. She throws her legs over my shoulders and grips my head with her thighs and starts pinching her own nipples, all the while making this sound like a cat in heat. Afraid of getting my neck broken, I pushed her leg's back down onto the bed and spread her even more open, if that was possible. I find a rhythm that appears to be bringing her to a peak.
"Oh fuck...Oh fuck... let me cum... let me cum...God damn... don't stop... oh...oh...oh." On the third "oh", I think the only thing touching bed were her ankles and her neck. Right as she starts to pop, I slip my middle finger up her ass. I doubt the eruption of the volcano at Pompey was any more explosive. Damn if she didn't pass out. After making sure she was breathing, I got up and got a wet towel and another drink and revived her.
"How in fuck did you do that!" was all she could say. I burst out laughing and so did she and I think she may have even blushed. (Surprisingly she made absolutely no comment about me popping her ass. After what Danny had told me about her, I was expecting her to at least bitch a little about that part. Of course at this point she had no idea what Starr and I had planned for her...)
After she has recovered for a few minutes, Christa gets up and goes to bathroom and when she comes back, she is carrying a long white silk scarf (I guess it beats handcuffs!) She hands it me, turns her back, and puts her hands together. "I am willing to try this but as I said earlier, it scares me..." she says meekly.
As I tie her wrists together and nibble on her neck I say, "Don't worry...We'll go slow and see how it works." I feel chills run down her back as I help her kneel on the bed. Is it anticipation or fear?
I help get her head down on my lap without falling. Then, help her stretch out with her head on my thigh. She opens her mouth and I feed her my cock. "Relax... let me do the work." I say softly as I stroke her hair and ease more of cock into her mouth. When I feel the tip of my cock reach the top of her throat, I stop. "Breath through your nose, swallow it down, and go at your own speed" I coach. I cradle her head so that she is now moving down on it at her own rate. When I feel her nose on my balls, I know she has succeeded in taking the whole thing. (This of course in my case, is no big deal!)I continue: "Don't move...Keep breathing." I slide my free hand down he back and can feel the beads of sweat rolling off her. When I reach her bound wrists, she clutches my hand and I hear a soft moan as my cock starts to get even harder. As it grows, her grip on my hand tightens. I rock my hips very slowly and grip her hair in my other hand. I am very close. "Are you ready?" She loosens her grip on my hand and then tightens it again. I assume that meansβ yes. I pull her head against me and thrust once, feeling the rush of cum leave my balls and racing through my dick. I can feel the muscles in her throat swallowing. I burst twice more and then quickly lift her head off my cock and sit her up. I would have loved to have a picture of her face at that instant.
As I reach around to untie her, all she can say is: "Wow--- that was so deep, I didn't even taste it!" After giving her a drink and massaging her neck and arms we get up and climb into the shower and wash off all of the cum, sweat and oh you know.
When we come out of the shower Christa hands me a robe and says: "Fix us another drink and relax while I get dressed." I go out to the bar and I find Starr, bare-assed and wet.
She, obviously, was also fresh from the shower as she says: "From the look on your face, it looks like Christa did a good job. I think I freaked Danny out, but he looks happy. See you in a few."
I go back in and hand Christa her drink and watch her as she dries her hair and does her make-up. When she has finished with the make-up she stands and turns to me and says: "Put your tongue back in you mouth and close your eyes for a couple of minutes." Damn she will let me sit there and stare while she is totally naked but wants me to close my eyes while she dresses. Oh-well! In what seemed like no time she said: "Open your eyes and tell me what you think." This time my mouth opened but words failed me, she was absolutely stunning. There had to be a bra under there somewhere because the cleavage was beyond anything Mother Nature could produce.