My Husband’s Birthday Requests Chapter 1
My name is Amy and my husband, Peter, and I have been married for 22 years. We have one son named Luke, who is 20 years old and a college student that still lives with us while he finishes his schooling. I love my family and my life is pretty normal except for Peter’s birthdays.
Our life together started when Peter and I were married when I was 20 and he was 23.We was crazy in love with one another and the sex was fantastic. I got pregnant after 2 years of marriage and that is when Luke joined our family. But I had complications during his birth and as a result I could not have any more children. I was a bit disappointed because I would have loved to have a daughter but after a while that didn’t matter anymore. Luke was more than enough to take care of. He quickly became the second love of my life. I devoted everything to my two men and would do anything for either of them.
We had been married for five years and Peter’s birthday was coming up. Luke was three and was a handful so I had been neglecting Peter a little and wanted to make it up for him on his birthday.
So one day about a month before his birthday as we were snuggling up in bed, I asked him; “Hon, I want to do something really special for your birthday. What would you like me to do for you?”
I figured he would want his favorite meal or a party with some of the guys but the answer I got shocked me. He answered me by asking me, “What would you be willing to do?”
I looked up at him and saw a very devilish glint in his eyes and knew he was up to something. “That depends hon, what do you have in mind?”
He leaned into me and gave me a deep kiss. This was the kind of kiss he always gave me when he was horny and it never failed to make my knees turn to water. I kissed him back and then he started kissing my neck. God I loved it when he did that. I leaned my head back to give him easier access and he gently moved his mouth to my ear and sucked on my earlobe. By now I was completely turned on.
That is when he whispered into my ear, “I want to watch you fuck Scott.”
I pulled away from him in shock, “You what!!”
“I want you to fuck Scott while I watch.” He repeated.
“Are you serious? Scott is your best friend!” I was flabbergasted. Why would he want his wife to fuck his best friend? Peter and Scott had grown up together since they were in elementary school. Scott was single but a very nice guy and gorgeous. I could never quite understand why he had never found anyone special. He was 6 feet tall and had thick dark hair and emerald green eyes that a woman could just drown in. His body was gorgeous because he was a construction worker. I saw him with his shirt off one time and just about swooned. He had a very well defined six pack and was hard muscle all over. If I hadn’t loved Peter so much I would have attacked him. But he was Peter’s best friend and I would not have hurt my husband for anything. So I just lusted from a distance.
Now Peter wasn’t ugly by any means, mind you. He was about 5.11 and had strawberry blond hair with dark brown puppy dog eyes. He had a goat-tee that matched his hair and weighed about 220. All of it muscle. He had broad shoulders and a nice six pack. He also worked in construction so his body was very muscular. I loved Peter very much and thought he was absolutely gorgeous but Scott came in a close second to Peter.
Now, even though I was shocked, I was also turned on. “You would like to watch me fuck Scott?” I asked just to be certain.
Peter was nibbling on my neck and said, “God yes. It would be a huge turn on to see you fuck my best friend!”
I pulled away from him and asked, “Are you sure you want me to do this? It won’t mess up what we have, will it?”
He looked at me and said, “No babe. I have been fantasizing about it for a while now and I know it will be great.”
“Would Scott do it?” I asked.
Peter looked at me and grinned because he knew I would do it and said, “Hon, Scott has been in love with you for years. He will jump at the chance.”
Again I was shocked. “Scott has been in love with me for years?” My mind was reeling from the revelations I was getting tonight.
“Why wouldn’t he be? You are the sexiest woman in the world.” Peter replied. I knew I was nice looking but I didn’t think I was the sexiest woman in the world. I was about 5.5 and weighed 150. I had gained a little weight after James was born and couldn’t seem to get it off. But Peter seemed to be happy with me so I wasn’t too concerned about my weight. I was a natural blond and had beautiful blue –grey eyes. My hair hung to the middle of my back. My breasts had gotten larger after the baby was born and they were now a 38DD. My waist was still narrow but I had a little bit of a tummy and my ass was nicely rounded. My legs were very shapely and I loved to show them off.
“Have you asked him yet?” I asked Peter, who was now sucking on my right nipple.
“I wouldn’t do that without asking you first hon.” He replied after he made me groan with a hard tug on that nipple. “So will you do it?”
“If Scott is willing to do it and it won’t be any problem with you, then yes, I will do it.” I said breathlessly.
Peter growled and then attacked me. He rolled me over onto my back and with one quick thrust his 8 inch cock was balls deep inside of my very wet pussy. As he started thrusting into me he looked into my eyes and whispered, “I love you more than anyone in the world. You are the sexiest and hottest woman I know. If I could, I would marry you a hundred times over.”
“Oh Peter, I love you too and this feels so good.” I wrapped my legs around his waist and met him thrust for thrust. God, he felt so good inside of me, stretching me. His cock was so thick that it rubbed my clit with each stroke. I could feel my body squeezing him and it didn’t take long before my juices started to flow all over my husband’s rock hard cock.
He reached under me and grabbed my ass as he started pounding into me. “Oh God, Amy, I’m going to cum. You feel so good hon. I love you so much.” Those words sent me over the edge and I started squirting all over his cock. As soon as he felt me convulse, he let go and came with me. I loved feeling him empty himself into me.
After our orgasm spent itself out, we both were exhausted. As he cuddled up behind me, I asked him one more time, “Are you sure about Scott hon?”
His arm tightened around me and I felt his spent cock jerk against my ass as he whispered in my ear, “Yes, I am. I want to see you get pounded with Scott’s dick. And maybe I could take your ass while he is in your pussy? Would you like to be double penetrated?”
He knew that was a fantasy of mine so I just moaned and said, “Yes!” I pushed my ass into his semi hard cock and even though we had both been satisfied just a few minutes before, I felt him getting hard again.
His hand came up and cupped my breast and his fingers started teasing my nipple. He whispered into my ear, “I want your ass now.”
I just moaned and pushed my ass further into his hard cock. His hand left my tit and he positioned himself at my puckered asshole. I was already well lubed with my own juices and this was not the first time he had fucked my ass so it slid in with very little effort. I loved it in my ass just as much as I loved being fucked in my pussy.
He groaned as his cock bottomed out in my anal canal. “God Amy, I love your ass! It is so tight and hot.” Then he started to move slowly in and out of my tight backdoor.
My breathing started to quicken as he moved in my ass. I was so turned on. I ran my hands over my tits and down my tummy till I reached my clit. Then I just started flicking my clit in rhythm to his thrusts.
All of a sudden he shifted our positions without pulling out of my ass and I was on my belly. He growled, “Get on your knees and let me fuck you hard.”
I pulled my knees up under me until I was in a kneeling position and my head was flat on the mattress. I turned to watch as he grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled them apart. Then he started slamming his rock hard 8 inch piece of meat into my very stretched hole. He growled, “You’re my slut aren’t you Amy? You like being my slut don’t you baby? You like being fucked hard and fast don’t you?”
I started to groan. I loved it when he talked dirty to me. “Oh yes Peter. I am your whore. Fuck my ass really hard baby! I’m such a bad girl because I am your slut. Spank me for being such a bad girl!”
He moaned and then I felt his hand hit my ass cheek hard. I gasped as his other hand hit my other cheek. It hurt but the pain was a sweet pain. He spanked me a few more times as I started to convulse under him. “I-I’m cumming Peter!! AHHHHH!!!” Again my juices squirted all over his legs as he pounded into my ass.
That is when I felt him let go as well and he shot his load into my tight backdoor. His hands were gripping my ass cheeks so tightly as he blew his load that he left indentions in my skin. “Ohhhhh yes!!!!”
Again we both collapsed from the force of our orgasms but now the bed and I were both a mess and if we were to sleep comfortably we had to clean things up a bit. I slowly moved away from my wonderful husband and said, “Hon I need to take a quick shower. Why don’t you change the bed while I am in the bathroom?”
He groaned but he knew neither one of us would sleep well in the soiled sheets so he answered, “All right hon.”
The day of Peter’s birthday dawned clear and bright. It was a Saturday in mid-September and the temperature was still warm but not hot. I got up early and went to get little Luke out of bed and get him dressed. He was to spend the weekend with my mother because we wanted privacy and freedom for Peter’s birthday celebration. As I thought about what would happen later that day my stomach quivered with nerves. I had never done something like this before and if I thought too long or hard about it I was afraid I would chicken out. Every time I thought of Scott fucking me I would feel my pussy get really wet. But I was also very nervous. I had only been with one other man besides Peter in my whole life and that had been the jock in high school that had taken my virginity. I had basically been raping Peter every chance I had in the last week because the thought of his birthday request made me so hot. I hadn’t heard any complaints from Peter so I guess he was just as turned on as I was.
I got Luke dressed and a bag packed for him and asked him, “Are you excited to see Grandma and Grandpa?” I knew he was because he was jabbering a mile a minute. I was just as excited as my son but for a very different reason.
Peter came into Luke’s room and hoisted his son in the air. Luke giggled as his father spun him around. “Say bye-bye to mommy, Little Lukey. We are going to take you to see Grandma and Grandpa.” I handed Peter Luke’s overnight bag and he gave me a peck on the cheek. “I will be back as soon as I can hon.” Then he turned with his son on his shoulders and left to take Luke to my parent’s house.
While he was gone I decided to pamper myself with a nice long bubble bath to get ready for tonight. I loved soft candle lit bubble baths with soft music. It was my favorite way to relax. Well, next to making love to Peter, that is. So I went and started the bath and put some of my favorite lavender scented bubble bath liquid into the water as it was running. Then I lighted my candles and put on some of my favorite country love songs. That was perfect. I undressed and slipped into the luxurious hot lavender scented bubbles. I just laid there for a bit and let my body relax. I slowly moved my hands over my tits and thought about Scott caressing them. That made my nipples hard and I pinched them and rolled them between my finger and thumb. I slowly played with my nipples while I fantasized about Scott. I kept wondering how big his cock was. I hoped he was as big or bigger then Peter. Peter’s cock felt so good inside of me. I could not help but wonder what kind of lover Scott would be. As I thought about it I could feel my pussy getting moist and my stomach started to get butterflies in it. I moved my hands down my tummy and just slowly caressed the bubbles into my skin. Mmmmm this felt so good! My hands slowly moved to my mound and I just caressed the outside of it. I wondered if Scott would eat me out. I love a man that knows how to use his tongue. My fingers gently probed my outer pussy lips and I could feel its heat. My pussy was even hotter than the water and it was starting to get very slick from my own lubrication. I flicked my fingernail over my clit and gasped. God that felt so good. I leaned my head back and started to masturbate. My clit was swollen and I rolled it between my finger and thumb. Oh God that felt wonderful. Then I slowly pushed two fingers into my hot pussy and quickly found my own G-spot. As I stimulated that very sensitive area, it didn’t take long for my orgasm to start.
Just as I started to cum I opened my eyes and saw my husband standing in the bathroom doorway watching me. He had his rock hard cock in his hand slowly massaging it. Shit, that was enough to put me over the top and I started to convulse right then. Peter smiled as he watched me cum and then quickly shed his clothes. He then joined me in our oversized bathtub and very quickly pulled me onto his lap. “God, Amy, you are so beautiful when you cum. Will you cum for me again honey?” He whispered as he entered me.
“Oh, yes, Peter, that feels so good.” I was sitting on his lap and I started to move my hips, riding his 8 inch cock. I just moved slowly. I loved this man so much and I wanted to show him because words could never fully express how I felt. As I slowly moved on his cock, I clenched my inner muscles to caress his cock fully. The water and the bubbles made our skin slick so it was easy to move against his muscled and hairy chest.
“I love you so much Peter.” I whispered as I pleasured him. He had laid his head back against the edge of the tub and had his eyes closed enjoying the pleasure I was giving him.
But when I whispered that, he smiled and opened his eyes and kissed me deeply. “Mmmm, I love you too, honey. More than you know.”
He placed his hands on my hips and started to increase the pace of our love making. He started push my hips down faster and faster. The water started to splash around us and even splashed on the floor but I didn’t care. I was well on my way to a second orgasm. I leaned my head on Peter’s shoulder as he fucked me and as my orgasm started to build, I bit his neck, leaving a love mark on him. “Oh God honey, you feel so good.” I whispered.
“Mmmm I’m going to cum babe.” He groaned as he pushed into me even faster. After another minute or so he rammed into me as hard as he could and stiffened as his cock unloaded his sperm into me. “Ahhhhhh!!”My orgasm hit at the same time and I could feel my walls milk every drop out of him.
After my orgasm had spent itself out, I just collapsed on his chest. He put his arms around me and we just rested in the quickly cooling water. Peter just kept moving his hands gently over my back and his lips were buried in my hair. I just felt so safe and loved in his arms. I loved the sex but these quiet times after good sex were even better. Peter just held me close. Neither one of us said anything but there was no need for words. I loved him so much and would do anything I could to make him happy and I knew he felt the same way about me.
All too soon I started to shiver and Peter knew it was time to get out of the tub. We both had to get ready for tonight anyway. Peter got out of the tub first and then helped me out. I giggled, “I forgot to get cleaned up. My wonderful husband distracted me.”
He grinned and said, “Well, there’s always the shower.”
I gave him a light punch on the arm and said, “I will shower by myself, you rogue. If you showered with me I still wouldn’t get clean.”
He grinned and sighed, “All right. I will go get the rec room straightened up.” He wrapped the towel around his waist and then left the bathroom. We had a nice rec room in the basement and we had decided that our little birthday adventure would happen there instead of our bedroom. I felt it was much more appropriate because our bedroom was just for us, not anyone else.
I walked over to our built in large shower stall and turned on the jets. I quickly finished washing up and then shaved my legs and my pussy. I wanted this night to be perfect. As I thought about tonight my stomach again did a little flip.
We had decided to go to a nice club for a few drinks and some dancing and then come home for the more intimate part of the birthday celebration. Peter’s favorite color was a deep emerald green so I had bought a very special emerald green outfit for the occasion. Peter had not even seen it yet. I wanted to see both Peter and Scott’s reaction at the same time.
The dress was an emerald green that had sequins all over it so it sparkled with every move I made. It had a high tight collar that fastened around my neck. It was backless and the front was two panels that hugged my tits but left my entire cleavage showing all the way to my belly button and showed a large portion of the side of my breasts as well. The skirt was very tight and very short. It ended just below my ass and left my beautiful long legs fully exposed. I wore a pair of high five inch stiletto heels that matched the dress and finished the outfit off with some emerald green long earrings that almost touched my exposed shoulders. I curled and piled my long blond hair up unto my head, letting small curls escape and cascade around my face and ears. My makeup was done for a night on the town with heavy black eyeliner and mascara as well as dark green eye shadow. I did not need any blush because my color was already high but I applied blood red lipstick to my full lips. The final touch was a few drops of my favorite perfume, Elizabeth Taylor’s Diamonds, behind my ears and in my cleavage.
We had planned to leave for the club at 9pm and it was right about that time and I could hear Scott chatting with Peter downstairs. I wanted to make a memorable entrance so I left my room and stopped at the top of the stairs. Both men saw me at the same moment and immediately fell silent as they watched me descend the stairs with admiration in their eyes. Peter finally found his voice enough to give me a wolf whistle and I gave him my biggest smile in thanks. Scott came up and crooked his arm and said, “May I escort Cinderella to her waiting coach?”
I giggled. I did feel like Cinderella going to the ball with 2 very handsome men. Both men wore Khaki slacks and polo shirts. Peter in blue and Scott in green that enhanced his eyes. Scott led me out the front door and I gasped. There was a limo sitting in the driveway.
Scott grinned, “I thought that this might be a nice touch to the evening. Do you like it?”
“I love it!” I exclaimed. “I have never ridden in a limo before.” I was beginning to wonder if this night was for Peter or for me.
Peter held the door of the limo for me and I could feel the eyes of both men on my legs as I swung them into the limo. I was enjoying this attention a lot. The men climbed in behind me and sat on each side of me. As we drove to the club the guys just started some small talk that I did not pay any attention because each man was caressing my legs just above the knee. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel of their gentle hands on me. It did not take long for Scott’s hand to move a bit higher and that is when I placed my hand on his. “Not yet, hon. we have all night.”
Scott groaned a little but his hand moved back down to my knee. I opened my eyes and saw that both men had a bit of a bulge in their pants and they had stopped talking. Scott asked, “Can I kiss you, Amy?”
I smiled at him and whispered, “I would like that.”
He leaned toward me and smelled mint on his breath just as his mouth covered mine. I t was just a light kiss at first but then he started to deepen it as his hand went to the back of my neck to pull me closer. His tongue probed my lips and with a sigh I opened my mouth for his probing tongue. God he was a good kisser!
Just as things started to heat up the limo pulled up to the club. I reluctantly pulled away from Scott and looked at Peter. He grins at me and I see a twinkle in his eyes as he puts his camera back into his pants pocket. I should have known Peter would want to film the whole thing. Even though he worked in construction, his passion was filmography and he had filmed us making love a number of times. His dream job was to be a camera man for a porn studio. I wondered how many cameras he had set up in the rec room while I was getting ready. Peter opened the limo door and stepped out and then turned to help me out of the limo as well. Scott followed right after me. As we walked into the club I was in between both men and they were both being complete gentleman. They were both making me feel very special.
We are seated at a three sided booth with me in the middle and Scott orders a bottle of champagne. He grinned and winked at me and said, “We are celebrating tonight, right?”
I smile and squeeze Peter’s knee and say, “Yes we are; my wonderful husband’s birthday.”
The waitress brings the champagne and pours three glasses for us. Scott raises his glass and proposes a toast. “To my best bud and his absolutely stunning wife. Happy birthday bro.”
I blush as I take a sip of my champagne. This club is wonderful. It is not like most clubs were the music is so loud that you can’t carry on a conversation. The music seems to be a combination of some jazz with some R and B thrown in. It was actually very appealing and with the effects of the champagne and the music and the two men I was starting to really enjoy myself. I started to slightly sway to the music and Scott saw it. He grinned and asked, “Would you like to dance, Amy?”
“Yes I would. Thank you.” Scott slipped out of the booth and helped me to stand and then he led me to the floor with a hand at the small of my back. The touch of his hand sends an electric jolt of pleasure through my body. The band had just started a slow song and Scott slowly took me in his arms as we sway to the music. His hands are warm on my back and my face is pressed into his neck. God he smelled so good. I gently kiss his neck and feel his arms pull me closer in response. His hands on my back are pressing me so close that I can feel his bulge against my tummy.
He leaned down and whispered in my ear. “Are you ok with what will happen tonight, Amy?”
I leaned back and looked into his eyes. “If I wasn’t Scott, I wouldn’t be here. Peter asked me about it before he asked you. He didn’t want me to do anything that I didn’t want to do.”
“I’m so glad to hear that because I have been fantasizing about you for a long time.” He answered then he leaned down and kissed me again. The kiss quickly deepened as he probed my lips with his tongue. I opened my mouth and felt his tongue swirl over mine, tasting me. I groaned as I felt his bulge swell even more against my stomach as his arms tightened even more around me. I was glad that his arms were so tight around me because my knees turned to jelly and I don’t think they could have held me up even if I wanted them to. I could feel tremors start in my stomach and spread out from there. We had actually stopped dancing and were just standing in the middle of a crowded dance floor making out. I was no longer even aware of anything else except for Scott and his hard muscular shoulders and his hot mouth. His hands slid down my bare back until they met the back of my skirt. Then his hands covered my ass and he squeezed my cheeks tightly as I moaned into his mouth. I could feel my pussy getting very wet as he pulled his mouth from my lips and moved over my cheek to my ear.
I heard him whisper, “I want you so bad, Amy”
I arched my back and pushed my pelvis further into his and whispered, “I want you too.”
He pulled away from me slightly and grinned. “Maybe we should go back to the booth. This is a little crowded for me.”
I blinked as if I was waking up from a dream and murmured, “Of course.”
We walked back to the table and Peter helped me to slide back into the booth. My legs were a bit wobbly and I felt like I really needed a drink. Peter whispered in my ear as his hands caressed my leg, “You look so hot on the dance floor hon.”
I took a large sip of champagne hoping that it would cool me off but it didn’t work. I was way too aroused and Scott made it even worse by moving close and kissing my neck again. I closed my eyes and tipped my head back and whispered, “Oh God. What are you doing to me Scott?”
“I’m making love to a gorgeous woman.” He whispered just before he took my mouth again. This time was even worse because Peter was on my other side and his hands were gently pulling my legs apart. I was so turned on that my legs seemed to fall open by themselves and then I felt Peter’s fingers in my soaked pussy. Oh God, they were going to make me cum right in the club. Peter’s fingers gently caressed the outside of my pussy lips while Scott’s hand snaked its way under my dress to pinch my nipple.
“Ohhhh God!” I moaned as I felt Peter’s thumb brush against my engorged clit. My hips started to move on the seat and I could feel my orgasm starting to build. Peter pushed 2 fingers into me and found my G-spot. Scott started to twist my nipple and was tongue fucking my mouth while Peter finger fucked my pussy. My body felt on fire. I arched my back until my ass lifted completely off the booth seat as my orgasm hit me full force. My juices gushed all over Peter’s hand. My orgasm was one of the strongest I had ever experienced. My vision started to go black as both men held me; one with his hand in my pussy and the other with his mouth and hand on my tit. Finally, my body started to come down from the most intense orgasm of my life and I just collapsed onto the back of the booth.
When I opened my eyes I saw both men looking at me in awe. I blushed and asked, “What are you looking at?”
Peter was the first to answer. “I have never seen you look so beautiful, Amy!”
I turned even redder and looked at Scott. His mouth was hanging open as he looked at me. I giggled, “Haven’t you ever seen a woman have an orgasm, Scott?”
“Not one like that!” He whispered. “Let’s get out of here. I have to have you now.”
I straightened my dress as Scott paid the bill and Peter helped me out of the booth and the three of us quickly went to find the limo that was waiting for us. As soon as we were seated in the limo Scott started kissing me again. This time Peter sat across from us and was filming as Scott pushed my skirt up around my waist and said, “I want you right now.”
His hands were a little clumsy because of his excitement as he undid his pants. But it was only a few seconds before his engorged member was out of his pants and into me. It happened so fast that I did not even get the opportunity to see his cock, but I definitely felt it. He was bigger than Peter; I could tell that right away. With one hard thrust he was all the way inside of me and I could feel the head of his cock slam into the back of my womb. Oh God, he felt so good! He quickly started fucking me hard and fast. I wrapped my legs around his waist and met him thrust for thrust. It wasn’t long before I felt another orgasm starting to roll over me. I arched my back and moaned loudly as Scott found my nipple with his mouth. He bit my nipple and reached around me to grab my ass as he plunged in and out of me.
It wasn’t long before I heard him pant, “I’m cumming.” Then I felt his cock convulse inside me and then I felt each rope of sperm hit my womb.
When Scott was done, he rolled off of me and collapsed on the floor between the seats. He looked as if he was wiped out. I giggled at him, “Scott that can’t be all you have for the night? We have a lot more planned then just a night at the club.”
“I know. I will be all right. I just need to recover.” Then he looked at Peter and said in awe, “You have that pussy every night? How do you get anything else done?”
Peter grinned and winked at me, “Sometimes more than once.” He said to Scott.
By this time we had arrived back at our house and I had to straighten my dress one more time before I got out of the limo. Scott fastened his pants and we all climbed out of the luxury car.
Peter had everything ready downstairs in the rec room so we quickly descended the stairs and Peter started the music and the cameras that he had set up. Scott pulled me into his arms and started kissing me and dancing to the music again. I looked up into his eyes and smiled, “I hope there is more we can share tonight.”
Scott grinned and then kissed me again, “I could easily become addicted to you.” He whispered. His hands went to my neck and he unfastened the collar of my dress. That allowed the top fall to my waist, exposing my breasts to his hungry eyes.
He started to kiss my neck and I leaned my head back to give him better access. “Mmmmm, I love how you kiss my neck.” I whispered. Then I felt Peter move behind me and his hands went to my waist and pushed my dress off of me until it pooled in a sparkling green heap at my feet. Then he started kissing my neck from behind and slowly moved down my back. Meanwhile, Scott was sucking on my nipples and then started moving down over my tummy. I felt like a goddess and these two men were worshipping me. I loved it! Soon Peter started to kiss and lick my ass cheeks and Scott was kissing my mound. Scott took my left leg and placed it on his shoulder to gain easier access to my soaked pussy and then plunged his tongue into my slit. Behind me, Peter started to lick my little puckered asshole. I had two men giving me pleasure at the same time; what more could a woman want. My hands were buried in Scott’s black hair as he sucked my engorged clit into his hot mouth and Peter started sticking his tongue into my back door. I was trembling and I held onto Scott for dear life as another orgasm started to build. Scott gently pushed two fingers into my tight pussy and found my G-spot while Peter stuck two fingers into my asshole. Peter started working his fingers in and out of my anal cavity, stretching me and Scott was sucking on my clit and plunging his fingers in and out of my tight pussy.
I groaned, “I’m going to cum!” That just made them increase their pace and I started to shake and my pussy started to pulsate. I soon squirted all over Scott’s hand. “Ohhhhhh God! Yessss! Fuck me hard!” I screamed as my orgasm crashed over me. They both held me tight as I convulsed in their arms.
Afterword I was completely drained and I collapsed on the couch. I looked at them and smiled weakly. “Wow, you two are going to wear me out!”
Now that I was naked, they both quickly stripped as well and I got my first good look at Scott’s cock. It was about the same width as Peter’s but it had to be at least 2 inches longer. As I stared at his cock my mouth started to water and I looked at Scott and whispered, “Bring that wonderful piece of meat here. I’m hungry!”
Scott smiled and walked over to me and stood right in front of me. I sat up and ran my hands all over that long thick cock. My hands then went to cup his balls as I gently engulfed the head of his cock in my mouth. I groaned at the same time he did. I loved to suck on a nice hard cock. I slowly took as much of him into my mouth as I could and started to suck lightly. There was a lot of his shaft left over so one of my hands started to stroke his cock while the other fondled his balls. I looked up at him and he was watching me suck on him. I sucked just a bit harder and his eyes closed and his head went back in ecstasy. I loved it when I knew I was making a man feel good. I closed my eyes and concentrated on giving the best blow job he had ever had. It wasn’t long before he pushed me away. I looked at him with a question in my eyes.
“I want you to ride me, babe.” He answered my questioning look.
I smiled and moved off the couch. He then sat in my place and I straddled his hips. I reached behind myself and placed his massive tool right at my pussy entrance. Then I slowly pushed down until he was all the way inside of me. God that felt so good! I slowly started to move my hips when I felt Peter’s hands on my ass. I looked back and saw a wicked smile on my husband’s face and knew he wanted my ass. I stopped moving and Scott opened his eyes to see what was happening. His eyes met Peter’s and he also knew what was about to happen. He stayed still while Peter pushed his hard cock into my ass. Peter had to work a little harder than usual because my pussy was so filled with Scott’s cock. Finally he was balls deep in my ass and then the two men started to work together to bring me to yet another mind blowing orgasm. As Peter pulled out, Scott would push in and they soon had a rhythm going that had me constantly filled with hard cock. At this rate it did not take long for my eyes to roll back into my head as another super strong orgasm gripped my body. I was trembling and moaning as the two men plunged in and out of my holes. I felt as if they were ripping me apart but it also felt so damn good. My orgasm went on and on until I felt Peter cum in my ass.
“Ohhhhhh yess!!” Peter screamed as he unloaded in my ass.
Scott was not far behind. He groaned as his cock convulsed into my tight pussy. He let go of rope after rope of hot man juice into my saturated pussy.
Both men collapsed on the couch when it was over and I was just sprawled on top of Scott because I just could not move. Peter leaned over and kissed me gently on the lips and whispered, “Thank you for a wonderful birthday, honey!”
I whispered back, “Your welcome and I love you!”
Then I looked at Scott and said, “Thank you Scott. This has been fantastic!” I kissed him too and then stood up on shaky legs. “And now I need a shower. Can you two clean this mess up down here?”
They both nodded and I turned and slowly walked up the stairs toward my bathroom. The last thing I heard as I left the basement was Scott saying to Peter, “That is one hell of a woman you have there.”
So that is how Peter and I started celebrating his birthdays. There were many other requests and many more adventures over the past 17 years but those will be told at another time.
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