It was my 35th birthday, and my husband told me he would pick me up at 6pm sharp for an evening I will never forget. He told me to wear my little black dress that he likes so much. I was so excited at the mystery of the evening I could barely wait until the time came for me to get ready for my big night. Finally, the time came to prepare for the evening. I laid out my clothes and jumped into the shower. I didn't know what he had planned, but everything must be perfect! I shaved my legs and my pussy and washed with the floral cleanser that left my skin so soft and fragrant. After applying my makeup, I moved into the bedroom and began to dress. After some debate as to panties or no panties, I decided on no panties, so I put on my black bra and matching garter belt, attached the stockings and slipped into my black heels.
I sprayed just a hint of perfume into my hair, onto my tummy and behind my knees. I then slipped the dress over my head and zipped it up. It was now just about 6:00 and I felt so excited and so feminine. The door bell rang and I answered in astonishment as there was a man at the door I had never seen. He was dressed in a black uniform, called me by name and asked if I was ready. I looked past him to see a huge limo parked in front of the house. I told him I guessed I was and to let me get my purse. As I locked my door and turned back to the man, he held out a black silk scarf and told me he had been instructed to blindfold me. I reluctantly agreed, as the mystery was almost more than I could stand, and he led me to the limo. As I approached the vehicle, someone opened the door for me and helped me inside.
I was handed a champagne flute which had been filled with non-alcoholic champagne. The man inside the limo explained that my husband would be meeting us at our destination, and asked if I would like a chocolate-covered strawberry. I took one, which is decadent! We drove for what seemed like a half-hour when the limo came to a stop. My door was opened immediately and someone took my hand to help me out of the car. I was led up a short flight of stairs and came to a door, which was opened as I approached. I was led inside where I heard soft music and was greeted with wonderful aromas. My husband greeted me with a slow, sensual kiss and asked if I enjoyed my ride. I told him it was wonderfully mysterious and asked him when I got to see where I was. He told me "All in due time, my dear" and asked me to trust him.
Scott told me how beautiful I was and asked if I would like more champagne. Someone handed me another almost before I could respond to the question. My husband kissed me again and reached around my back, slowly unzipped my dress, and let it fall to the floor. I stepped out of it as he led me in a few feet more and leaned me against what felt like a very soft bed. I was so excited and wet between my thighs, I was sure I would cum before he ever even touched my pussy. My bra was undone and it fell to the floor as well. He laid me down ever so gently, and began to kiss me again, soft and sensual, with purpose and passion. It was then that I felt someone else's tongue begin to lick the inside of my thigh. Still blindfolded, I could only imagine who this other person was, though I truly had no idea. I only knew how incredibly excited I was!
My husband kissed my breasts, sucked my nipples, and teased them with his tongue. I was so caught up in the moment that I didn't even realize that someone had raised my arms above my head and tied my wrists to the bedposts. My husband asked if I was enjoying the evening so far. I managed only to moan my enjoyment and it was then that I realized that my ankles had been tied also. I panicked, but my husband whispered to me to relax in breathless kisses. He told me he would never let anything, or anyone, hurt me, and I could stop the evening anytime with a simple "No". He had never given me reason to doubt him in the last ten years, so I relaxed and put myself in his hands. The aromas I noticed when I came in had gotten stronger, and smelled wonderful, though I couldn't quite put my finger on the origin of them.
My husband asked if I was hungry, and I said that I was, a little. He told me to take a bite. I did. It was the most decadent pastry I had ever had with some sort of meat in the center. Beef, no wait, pork, I thought. He followed that with a bite of wonderfully soft and creamy mashed sweet potatoes. He continued feeding me until I couldn't eat another bite. I asked him "What's for dessert?" and he told me that I was about to find out. The next thing I knew, something warm and sticky was being drizzled over me beginning at my toes and my fingers and meeting in the middle at my belly button, then drizzled down into my pussy. I felt fingers and tongues all over my body, tasting and teasing what seemed to be every inch of me. I couldn't help but writhe in excitement. Someone was between my legs devouring my pussy, inside and out.
Someone else licked and nibbled my nipples. Someone else was paying detailed attention to my belly button. How many of them were there? How many fingers and tongues? How long did I have to endure this exquisite torture before someone fucked me? I couldn't stand it any longer and screamed out for someone to please fuck me! NOW! And no sooner did I scream out the plea, but my wrists and my ankles were freed. I was flipped over and placed on all fours. Someone was underneath me sucking and nibbling my clit. Someone else was under me suckling my nipples, and a third person was behind me fucking me doggie-style and playing with my anus. It didn't take long until I was screaming in orgasm, the most intense, incredible orgasm I could ever imagine! It seemed like it lasted forever and I finally collapsed in total ecstasy!
My blindfold was removed to find my husband, his best friend, and two of my fuck buddies. I saw that they had been videotaping the whole thing. My husband took the video tape out of the camera, handed it to me and said, "Happy Birthday, Honey! Are you having a nice time?"