(This one is mostly just sex. One note: I don't mention condoms in this one, but it should be assumed that they're being used. These folks all play safe)
A year ago, Harry would not have imagined he would spend his birthday naked, blindfolded and tied to a bedpost in a hotel room. And yet here he was.
This had all started when Harry made a casual remark to Joan that he had gotten to the point where he could tell who was giving him a blowjob. His various lovers had different techniques, he explained, and while all enjoyable they definitely felt different. Joan had already planned a special evening for Harry's birthday, but this caused her to get a little creative with her plans.
"Okay, smart guy," said Joan, "it's time to put your money where your mouth is, so to speak." Joan had gathered many of their friends -all with whom they had shared intimacies - and planned to have them each try their oral skills on Harry. Harry had promised not to peek, but he was tied to the bedposts so he couldn't move his blindfold or try to feel the mystery lovers.
The first person began with long licks and kisses on his shaft and it took Harry less than a minute to guess.
"That's got to be Terry," he said, and he heard Terry laugh. "I can't fool you," Terry said.
The next up was probably a woman based on the perfume that wafted in the air, and Harry felt a hand on his balls, then another gloved hand play with his asshole.
"Bridget!" He said, confidently, and then he heard her say "you got me."
Harry couldn't tell for sure who the next one was, but he guessed that it was a woman. They didn't say for sure whether he was right, but after the allotted two minutes they moved on.
Next up was made easier by the beard hairs and Harry didn't waste any time.
"Leonard. You're not going to fool me unless you shave." Leonard chuckled and said "never going to happen, my friend."
Harry recognized Sam's bobbing technique and Chris's aggressive pull forward, but he had to guess on the rest. Nevertheless, he was now rock hard, and he heard his wife's voice saying "well, looks like I've got to finish things up." He heard the jingle of Joan's nipple rings as she lay down and lovingly ministered to his cock, and after a few minutes he came hard.
"So how'd I do?" asked Harry as he felt someone untie his hands. He rubbed his wrists and pulled off his blindfold, to see his friends crowded around the bed. Judy was holding a clipboard with everyone's name listed with either a checkmark or an X.
"Well, you got all the guys correct, and you were able to distinguish between men and women, but the only women you got right were Bridget and Amanda - Joan, too, but she was sort of the control group."
"Damn," said Harry, "I guess I'll just have to sample some more," which earned a chorus of groans from the women.
They were again in the penthouse suite, and everyone was either nude or somewhere near that state. Most of Harry and Joan's friends - or at least most of the ones they also called lovers - were there to celebrate Harry's birthday with an evening of love and sex.
There was a knock on the door for room service, and Joan quickly put on a robe and opened the door.
"Your drinks, ma'am," said the server, a prim woman in her 20s. For a moment Joan was concerned she might have some of Harry's cum on her face, but she figured the gIrl had probably seen it all. Smiling, Joan signed for the drinks, giving a generous tip.
Joan had ordered champagne and sparkling water for the non-drinkers in the group. She called everybody to attention, popping the corks and pouring glasses.
"Let's have a toast to the birthday boy, but first he should say a few words."
Harry got in front of the group.
"I'm actually not that bad at speeches, although I usually don't give them right after a blowjob." A mixture of laughter and groans came from the crowd.
"This is going to sound corny, but really, I love you all, and that's what it's all about. I like sharing my love. Let's have fun, okay?"
They broke off into loose groups to explore the penthouse suite and make love together. Harry grabbed Sam, who he hadn't seen in awhile. They hugged and kissed, with Sam's cock fully hard while Harry was almost recovered from his first orgasm.
"Oh babe, I've missed you," said Sam. Harry loved when Sam was affectionate with him. "Let's go to the hot tub."
They got in the hot top and resumed their embrace. Sam suggested they not touch cocks ("don't want to go off too fast," he laughed) but just sit there and make out.
"Room enough for a third, boys?" asked Amanda. She was about to get In when Sam stopped her.
"I've got a better idea," he said, grabbing his wife's legs and positioning her so that he could access her pussy. Signalling for Harry to join in, he began to eat Amanda out. Harry smiled and dove in, licking Amanda while stopping occasionally to kiss Sam. The two men tried to coordinate their techniques, each alternating between Amanda's pussy lips and her clit.
"Oh wow, you guys know what you're doing," said Amanda, her eyes heavy-lidded with intense pleasure.
While Harry was catching up with Sam and Amanda, Joan was doing something she had wanted to do for a long time. Several of their friends were playfully engaging each other near one of the suite's beds. Joan approached Sylvia with her strap-on and smiled.
"When you first fucked me I said that one day we should switch roles," said Joan, embracing and kissing the older woman. "Might as well try it now." Sylvia raised an eyebrow and grinned, bringing Joan closer as they tumbled onto the bed with Joan on top. Joan was no novice to the strap-on, and lately she had become more comfortable with her masculine side. She felt powerful as they arranged themselves into a missionary position, with Sylvia bringing her legs up. Joan had been with Sylvia enough to know that the older woman had a phenomenal strength that belied her slender frame. As Joan pumped into Sylvia, she felt Sylvia push back with her whole body, creating a sensuous rhythm.
Joan looked around and took in the erotic sights. She couldn't see the hot tub from where she was sitting, but she could see Leonard, Terry and Chris on the bed, sucking each other's cock in a daisy chain. Meanwhile, Judy and Marie were sharing a double-ended dildo while Bridget was embracing and kissing both. In turn, Judy and Marie each had a hand on Bridget's pussy.
Joan now turned her attention back to her own lover. She had always found it amusing how Sylvia - who was almost always dressed impeccably in public, with her hair tightly braided - would fall into total sexual abandon while making love. It was as if letting down her long, silvery hair was a switch that brought out this side of her. Tonight, however, Sylvia was on an even more extreme wavelength. With her hair flowing all around her she looked like a pagan priestess receiving the spirit of her patron goddess as a worshipper mated with her. Joan relished being in the "male" role, but she also felt the great power that Sylvia wielded in taking Joan on, receiving Joan's love wholeheartedly. Sylvia's face radiated joy as she came with a mighty yell, then kissing Joan tenderly and embracing her.
"Oh Joan, that was wonderful," said Sylvia. They lay there for a moment, paying little attention to the lovemaking around them. Sylvia then playfully smacked Joan on the ass and winked. "Let's see what the others are doing."
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