We knock on the door. As I hear footsteps from inside approach, my nervousness grows and I want to flee, but I resist. It's always like this, every time. But once it gets going I love it. It's more the fear of rejection, that they'll look at us and say "No, thanks" even though they've seen us online. It's silly but it is what it is.
A balding 40-ish man answers the door, he's a bit round about the belly, but his eyes are charming and his smile genuine – I feel at ease immediately.
"Ah Tom! Gooey! Wait Go-E is how you said it was pronounced my apologies. Please come in! Come in!"
We follow George into the house, it's a grand house decorated with classic taste.
"Samantha is just upstairs getting ready, Goey if you would be so kind to get Tom ready it would be much appreciated." He moves away from us and shouts to his wife as he climbs the stairs.
"You ready?" I ask Tom, knowing he's probably more nervous than I am, after all it's him performing tonight. He nods and I bob down onto my knees, unzip him and pull his cock out. He's already semi, and quickly hardens as I gently suck him. After a minute or so I hear George coming back down the stairs, "Oh wow!" he says as he watches me lovingly suck Tom, "I hope that looks as good in my wife's mouth as it does yours!" I remove Tom's cock from my mouth and stand up. "My oh my!" says George delightfully as he looks at Tom's member, "She'll enjoy that alright! I guarantee it!"
I smile as the idea of Tom fucking someone else causes my heart to flutter and my body to tingle. "Right, she's all ready. So Tom if you could come up with just boxers on that would be grand, and Goey there's a chair in the corner of the room for you. Safety word is cheesecake, don't be afraid to use it, we're here for fun not regrets!"
After Tom had stripped to his boxers we went up stairs into the bedroom. Samantha was on her knees with her eyes closed tightly, wearing nothing but an elegant gold chain with a cross. Her make up and hair was stunning and even now she looked incredibly classy. The crow's feet around her eyes and mouth hinted at her age, 50, but the give-away was her breast. Age had worked with the sheer size of them to cause them to sag and they hung from her chest as if they were giant empty bags. George shows me to my chair and positions Tom in front of her. He moves his wife's hands to grip the elastic of Tom's Boxers.
"Happy birthday honey," says George lovingly, "You can open your eyes now."
She opens her eyes and a huge smile spreads across her face as she looks at the size of Tom's bulge, "Looks like it's going to be a very happy one indeed!" she says before pulling his boxer's down in one quick motion. Tom's cock springs out, hitting her cheek before towering over her face like a monument. "Oh my lord!" gasps Samantha, "Oh George! Thank you! Thank you so much!" and then begins to enthusiastically lick his balls while holding his immense shaft up with one hand and gently stroking it.
I watch as Tom's cock expands in her hands, before Samantha moves her head away from his balls and stares directly into it, while keeping her gaze on his large purple head she asks, "Do you think I can handle this one George?"
"Would love to see you try honey!" answers George enthusiastically.
Samantha grips Tom's buttocks, her aged hands squeezing firmly, "A great big cock and a firm butt, god I love Birthdays!" chuckles Samantha as she takes his large head in her mouth. I fidget in my chair excitedly, my hands between my legs, I can already feel the heat emanating from my lust. She pauses for a moment before quickly thrusting her head forward attempting to take him all in one go. Half of his penis disappears into her, suddenly her body lurches as she begins to gag; she pulls her head back gasping as tears stream down her eyes.
"Oh my that is big" she manages to say between pants of air. I unzip my jeans and slide a hand down between my legs as she regains her breath.
George kneels down beside her and playfully asks "Do you not like your present honey?"
"Oh you know I do George, but it's just so big! I don't think I can take it all!" replies Samantha in a mock sulk.
"Of course you can honey, just take it slow" speaks George softly as his hand glides under her straw blonde hair and rests on the back of her neck.
She inches her mouth slowly towards Tom's firm erection, her husband's hand guiding her, and spreads her mouth wide before gently sucking his head. My mouth waters as I watch her lips glide up and down his shiny purple head. I see her tongue roll under his slit and lap at a drop of precum, she sighs in pleasure as she tastes it. "Oh George his cock tastes so good!" she moans deeply.
"Good honey good, now let me see you taste it all" mutters George like an excited child. His eyes grow with wonder as her bright red lips begin their slow decline down his shaft, as half of him disappears into her she gags slightly, but holds her position. I see her wrinkled skin on her knuckles tighten as she grips his bum cheeks, using her hands to pull herself forward, forcing his cock into her. I slide out of my jeans and I lightly circle my own hole, feeling my own wetness, as she takes Tom's cock into her mouth.
As another inch of him slides into her she begins to gag heavily and splutter, she tries to move her head back but George's hand holds her firmly in place.