It’s the fall of 1999. Kelly will turn forty next summer and I have been racking my brain trying to come up with the perfect gift. I’ve thought through vacations, material goods. Nothing seemed to be the exact right thing.
I was making a long drive one day with time to think. A memory popped into my head. Kelly and I have been dating for about a year and screwing like bunnies for about six months. I pulled down my jeans and she saw my flaccid cock. I will never forget the look on her face of shock, horror, and disappointment all rolled into one.
“What happened to it?” she asked.
It hadn’t dawned on me that up to that moment she had only seen my cock rock hard. At that moment I also realized that sex wasn’t anything she was giving to me. It was something feeding a carnal need in both of us.
What Kelly loved was a hard cock. That is true to this day. If you show Kelly a hard cock she takes it as a personal compliment. Since Kelly really appreciates that kind of a compliment, it is also true that she will likely show her thanks by inviting you into her vagina. That realization led me to an epiphany. 'I will get Kelly a bunch of hard cocks for her birthday!' That’s a mouthful to say. It was easier to call it a gangbang.
I’ll spare you much of the detail but suffice it to say that I spent the next six months pulling something together that is far, far more difficult in reality than it sounds. Bob and Lisa, good friends of ours that shared our wild time in Cancun were invaluable in their help.
Kelly is still rocking her amazing body. Age has been very kind. She is now wearing a 36G bra. She still has her cute bubble butt and those gorgeous long legs. Her hair is still blonde and now shoulder length and straight. She is still five-feet-two-inches tall.
Kelly had gotten tired of shaving her pubes and has been getting Brazilian waxes. She was able to talk Lisa into it as well. Lisa scheduled an appointment for both of them to be waxed a few days ahead of the party.
The Saturday of the party, Kelly knew I had something special planned, so she went along with my plans for the day without asking questions. The first appointment was for a manicure and pedicure with sexy fuck-me-red nails. Next was a hair and makeup appointment. She was professionally styled and looked like a million bucks.
She came back home to dress. I had purchased her wardrobe for the evening. Black sheer stockings with a black lace garter belt. On top, a matching black lace demi-bra that exposed her nipples. I found a gizmo that sucks her nipples into a glass tube, allowing small bands to be rolled onto them maintaining a very erect nipple. Kelly had used them before and loved how they made her nipples look.
On her feet were a pair of black peep-toe platform pumps with five-inch heels that virtually screamed out “Fuck me!” Topping it all off was a black wrap-around mini dress with front cleavage deep enough to show just a bit of her bra and a lot of tits. No panties. Kelly liked that!
Dinner was an expensive seafood place. A delicious yet light meal. We split a bottle of wine. I spare you the details but suffice it to say that Kelly turned every head in the place. Some nearly spun off their necks! We spent some time at the bar afterward. Kelly could tell I was loading her up on rum and Cokes and went along. I slipped her a pill and asked her to take it.
“Roofie?” she asked with a laugh.
“Sure!” I joked back at her. It was a strong pain pill. I wanted to her to enjoy tonight.
We arrived at the hotel and it was pretty dead. I had searched hard for the perfect spot. This place is packed with business people during the week and dead on the weekends, even more so during the summer. PJ, the manager had been great to work with.
I took Kelly to the hotel room door and then blindfolded her. Once in the room, with a dozen people holding their breath, I slowly removed her dress. We were in the ‘Executive Suite’. Once in the room, with a dozen people holding their breath, I removed her dress.
Everyone stared at Kelly in her platform pumps, her long legs with lace stockings, garter belt showing her waxed beaver with the rose tattoo, her gorgeous little bare bubble butt, demi-bra with her huge tits exposed with her banded-tight super-hard bright red nipples and her painted nails and professionally done blonde hair and makeup. I led her to the king-size bed and had her sit on the bed, up on her knees with her ass on her calves. That view alone was worth everything!
Everyone moved quietly into the bedroom. I slowly removed Kelly's blindfold. She was stunned. Jaw hanging open stunned. Then she smiled and giggled and said “All for me?!”
I was naked and hard as was our friend Bob. His wife Lisa was topless. She was the fluffer for the night. Bob’s friend Josh, who is a long-haul trucker, was naked and hard. Patrick who has been a nearly life-long friend with benefits was naked and hard and so was his French-Canadian immigrant hockey playing buddy Alex.
Jesse, a guy I work with that Kelly didn’t think I knew she had the hots for, is a truly good guy/bad boy/redneck all rolled into one. James, his twenty-year-old son was standing naked next to his dad (it’s a redneck thing and a long story). Both are rock hard. Mike, who Kelly converted when he was a sixteen-year-old virgin, was there with his donkey dick. Time has been kind to that monster.
Nub, an older neighbor of ours, who Kelly has never met was naked and stroking his cock to keep it hard. Hell, we were all stroking truth be told. PJ, the hotel manager was there too, naked and hard.
Also, in the room were Allison and her sister Amie. Allison is the videographer and Amie her helper. They were the only people who are dressed.
I climbed on the bed and laid Kelly on her back. Her lingerie stayed on. As I fucked her, I shared some of the stories of the wild and crazy things we had done in our life. People she had fucked, flashed, jerked and been fingered by. All of the guys were standing next to the bed stroking their cocks.
Her eyes just kept moving around looking at all of them. I sped up. Kelly came hard. I pulled out and launched a huge load. I laid five stripes from her forehead down her face, boobs and onto her tummy.
Bob climbed up and took over. Kelly got on her knees. She likes to fuck Bob doggie-style. Bob told her how much he loved her boobs the first time he met her. He jacked-off fantasizing about them. When he finally saw her naked at a party at our house and then got to fuck her, it was a fantasy come true.
He shared many of the other places they’ve been able to fuck in the years since then. Kelly buried her face in a pillow and came again. Bob pulled out and blasted a big load up her back. After she was over her orgasm, I pointed out that we pretty much had the place to ourselves and she didn’t need to be quiet.
Bob jumped down, Patrick got up and rolled her onto her back. Patrick’s banana-shaped dick rubbed her G-spot perfectly when Kelly is on her back. Patrick was Kelly’s second cock. When he was with Yvonne we fucked each other more times than I could hope to count for about ten years.
Even after they split and he moved, Patrick still comes to visit us a half-dozen times a year for the past decade or so. Kelly fucks him every time he visits. Patrick reminded her of the strip poker game, which was his devious idea, where her first fucked her. Kelly let out a yell for that orgasm and the one that followed right after as Patrick really laid it into her. He pulled out and his load shot straight into the air. It rained cum splatters all over the bed and Kelly.
Josh climbed up and pushed his very good-size cock into her sopping wet hole. “Hello,” was how Kelly greeted him with a slightly puzzled look on her face. Once he started moving his cock, she smiled and her eyes rolled up.
“Kelly, I’m a trucker,” Josh began, “I saw you on that trip through Chicago. We were stuck in traffic at a toll booth. You were naked as a Jay Bird in the car just pounding away at your pussy. I saw you squirt cum all over the dashboard. Then you rolled down the window and aimed your twat right at me and jacked it again until you squirted out the side window. I damn near came in my pants. I have jerked off for years thinking about that.”
Indeed, fifteen years ago Kelly and I made a three-hour trip with her naked through bumper-to-bumper summer traffic through Chicago. I had a hand-held CB in the car and she could hear everything the truckers were saying. We nearly caused a dozen wrecks as trucks maneuvered to get a view.
I’m not kidding when I tell you that there was a huge puddle of her cum slopping around in the floor mat when we got home. Kelly has never shot that much cum in a single day before or since. I soaked a bath towel soaking it up. It is one thing to flash, but to hear what is being said when doing it, that sent her to the moon!
When 'Mr. Trucker,' told Kelly, he had jerked off for years over her she screamed out another orgasm and actually shot her cum onto him. He pulled out fast and waddled up along her torso. His big cock pumped a puddle of his juice at the base or her neck. Some started running down both sides of her neck.
PJ was on the bed and shoved his cock in before Josh was done draining his snake. PJ was fucking her fast and with determination. Kelly was starting to cum as Josh pulled his leg ever her and dragged his cock across her left boob. PJ is an Indian immigrant who runs the hotel for his family. He kept all the guests on the other end of the hotel tonight. Being here was a reward for his help, but he also played a role.
PJ is uncut and has a very dark cock. Kelly had noticed him watching her from the side of the bed. She looked at him and said, “Bring me your cock. I want to see it.”
PJ pulled out and moved up to her mouth. Kelly reached out and stroked him. She slid his sheath back and forth over his head. She pulled him into her mouth and sucked him. She popped him out and she slid down and sucked his balls and licked his sack. She pushed him back down and he resumed fucking.
I couldn’t help but notice Lisa was in the corner sucking the hell out of Alex’s sizable cock. I hope she remembered the first rule of fluffing: Don’t make him cum!
PJ finally remembered his lines “Kelly, I’m a stranger to you. You don’t know me. We’ve never met. You don’t know my name. But I have watched you many times. I watched you fuck in that little cabin. You showed me your cunt while he fucked you.”
Kelly groaned at the words and came.
PJ was banging Kelly hard. She had cum once and was working on a second. She hit her spot and PJ pulled out, shimmied up and spat his load onto her right boob.
Alex stood next to her. She pulled his cock to her mouth. Alex is eight inches long. Kelly deep throated him without batting an eyelash. Alex climbed up and slid into her cunt. He has that sexy damn French accent.
“Do you remember Cancun? You were naked under the foam. I was attending university and there on spring break. I hit you with my cock. You bent over and invited me into your hot shaved pussy. Other girls played with my cock in the foam. One sucked me for a minute. But only you let me fuck you. I will never forget that. Your cunt was so wet. I loved the feeling of holding your hips and bouncing off your ass as I slammed into you. I had an amazing orgasm inside of you.”
Kelly came like it was the Fourth of July. She screamed out “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. OH FUCK! OH FUCK!” and blasted him with her cum. I mean hosed him the fuck down! The wet spot on the sheets was growing. It was about the size of her ass.
Alex pulled out. His cock let loose with shots high into the air. Two landed on her face with streams trailing down to her tits. Another one hit her shoulder and the sheet. The air was thick with the pungent smell of smell of cum/sweat socks/Frito’s (it’s really all the same smell isn’t it?). Kelly had streaks of cum, thick and thin, running and drying all over the place.
Nub had been in no hurry. He was enjoying the regular attention from Lisa’s mouth. Kelly slid to the other side of the bed to get out of her wet spot mess. Nub climbed on missionary style. Nub was sixty-eight years old.
“Kelly, I’m older than your father. Do you remember when Patrick took your slutty ass to the adult bookstore? You only went there to fuck. You were on your knees on the bench in that booth with your naked ass sticking out into the aisle. I watched four old guys like me fuck you ahead of me. We couldn’t believe how lucky we were that day! Old guys fucking your sweet little eighteen-year-old ass! I fucked you for all I was worth that day. I shot my nasty load into your cunt with all the other nasty cum you had collected. There were guys lined up behind me who fucked you too. You fucked the whole store that day. I’ll say one thing – you’re certainly not a tease! You put out! Just like you are tonight!”
Nub was there. Kelly was there. Kelly came. Nub barely got out and he flushed out a load of jizz onto the rose tattoo on her mound.
I offered Kelly a bottle of water. She gulped it down. She saw Jesse sanding at the ready and got a devilish grin on her face as her smile invited him onboard. Jesse played with his cock at her hole. He slid it up and down her wet slot. He worked her clit with the head of his cock.