Happy Fuckin' Birthday Suzy!
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RoscoeB

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Happy Fuckin' Birthday Suzy -------------------------------------------------------

"What?" I asked trying to sound as un-incredulous as possible. "I mean...are you serious?" I stammered.

"Uh...yeah," Suzanne said, "I think I am. I really think I am! I can't believe I'm saying this...and to be honest I guess I don't know if just turns me on to be talking to you about it, or because I've decided I want it to be real. I mean, what do think? How does me saying that make you feel..." She added in rush, "Because if you're freaked out, I'll just drop it, I mean, I only said something because you brought it up...you asked...oh god baby, don't be upset, I'd never do anything to..."

"Its okay, it's okay," I reassured her. "It's totally okay - I asked, and you were honest. That's what I love about you!" I said as I gently moved the hair from her face and kissed her on the forehead. "Now," I said slowly while watching for a reaction, "would you be freaked out if I told you that I wanted it to be real too?"

We were doing that dance couples do as they attempt to navigate around sensitive topics. Tentatively probing the limits of the other's sensibilities to be sure that one isn't just saying what the other wants (or doesn't want) to hear. Does "be honest" really mean "tell me the truth," or is it a ploy to uncover something that will subsequently be used as ammunition in a fight? These kinds of discussions often go to the core of our insecurities, but can also open a new, exiting level of intimacy when that can be overcome.

"Do you mean it?" Suzanne asked. "I mean, are you serious about wanting me to do it? Because, you know, if you are, I think I really could go through with it. You'd have to be involved; I wouldn't do it without you! Are you sure you'd be okay with it?"

"Baby," I said while stroking her face, "the thought of you being pleasured by two guys at the same time is such a turn-on! I can only imagine what that would be like for you! I mean, the typical male fantasy of a female-male-female threesome is, I think, best left as a fantasy. I mean really, how many men can really satisfy one woman at a time, much less two!" I said with a chuckle.

"Oh sweetheart," Suzanne answered, "you've certainly never disappointed!" and reached under the covers of the bed to stroke my now growing member through my pajama bottoms. "But, I have to admit," she said teasingly, "I think a woman is, shall we say, better equipped to deal with two dicks than a man is to deal with two pussies!"

"Oh, and how so?" I pressed for details, my cock growing harder and harder at the thought of my wife being fucked by two guys at once.

"Well, there's the normal way, you know, like missionary stuff," said Suzanne slowly." "And then of course there's this!" she said as she quickly reached under the covers, pulled my pajama bottoms to my knees, and plunged my now rigid cock into her mouth until it hit the back of her throat.

"Mmmmmm, ohhhhhhh," I groaned, "now I get it! So one dick in the mouth, and another in your cunt?"

"Or up my ass," she mumbled between strokes up and down my member.

"Oh god, you mean double penetration stuff, like in the pornos?" I could barely speak. It was all I could do to maintain control with all these new mental images forming in my brain while enjoying the feel of my wife's wet, warm mouth on my cock.

"Yeah," she confirmed, "one up my ass and one in my cunt," she continued.

That was all I could take. I felt the orgasm build past the point of no return and warned Suzanne quickly, "I'm cumming!" as I always did, waiting for her to pull off and allow my cum to splatter onto my belly and chest as she finished stroking me with her hand. She claimed she didn't like the taste it left in her mouth, and besides, she liked to see the results of her handy work. As a matter of fact, when we were still using condoms, she would make me show her the contents after a love making session, and was very pleased with herself if it was nice and full.

This time, however, she didn't stop, so I said again, "I'm cumming," and that just seemed to make her ride my cock with her mouth faster. I finally got the message that she wanted me to cum in her mouth and I immediately obliged with an explosive shot of cum followed by seven more, each accompanied by an orgasmic wave of pleasure. With each of my contractions Suzanne slurped and swallowed my juice as I watched cum starting to run out of the corner of her mouth. I felt like I came a gallon, no doubt in part to my wife's new-found talent, and watched as she continued to lick me clean.

"Oh my god," was all I could say when I finally regained some composure. "What was that for?"

"Practice," she said, "practice," as she rolled over and fell asleep.

The subject didn't come up again for several days. I thought about our discussion constantly, and got aroused when I remembered the incredible blow job that ended it. I was starting to believe maybe it was just a new wrinkle to our sex play; that it was only talk. I was okay with that, I certainly was okay with the blow job, and had just about convinced myself of that when Suzanne broached the subject again.

"So how would it work?" she asked me one evening as we snuggled on the couch.

"What?" I asked absently, "How would what work?"

"The threesome thing. How does somebody go about setting up something like that? I don't think it's quite like in the porno flicks." She giggled, "You know, where the hot blonde walks into the 7-Eleven and a couple of gorgeous, hung guys roll her over the counter and fuck her from behind while eating a Big Bite." "No, no, you've got it all wrong!" I laughed, "They get blow jobs while sucking down Slurpees!"

We laughed at the mental image that created, then got quiet for a while. "You're serious aren't you?" I finally asked.

"Only if you're okay with it." Suzanne responded. "Are you?"

"Yeah, I am baby." I said as I kissed her gently on lips. "I want you to be so full of cock that your eyes bug out! Have you thought about how to set this up? Do you have someone in mind? I've been thinking about it, I have to admit a lot, but can't think of two guys that I'd feel comfortable approaching with something like this."

"Two guys?" Suzanne replied with a puzzled expression, "Why two?"

"Well, the way my math works, a threesome requires three people." I answered, "You're one, so that means two more - or am I missing something?"

"You goofball!" laughed Suzanne, "You silly, wonderful goofball!" "You'd let me get banged by two strangers, just because that's what you think I want? You trust our love that much? Stupid, I want a threesome with another guy and you! That's what I meant when I said you had to be involved!"

"Oh," was all I could say as I turned several different shades of red, and the picture formed in my mind of driving my rigid cock into Suzanne's dripping pussy from behind while watching her run her mouth up and down another man's dick.

"Okay," she finally said, "so if we only need one guy, how about Tom? I'm pretty sure we could convince him."

"Yeah," I said cautiously, "he'd probably go for it. I caught him checking you out pretty good the last time he was here when we got into the hot tub! But I've got to tell you the truth though; he's hung like a fucking horse! Remember, I was in the Navy with him and saw him in the shower. I can only imagine what he must be like with a hard-on! We use to tease him about torturing the hookers in every port!! He claims he had girls that took one look at it and scream ‘You're not going to stick that think in me!', but that could have just been sailor BS.

"Well, if you're trying to talk me out of Tom, you're certainly not being very convincing!" laughed Suzanne. We then started making serious plans to make Suzanne's fantasy come true.

I'd met Tom in the Navy some fifteen years earlier, and we'd remained friends long after we both got out. He'd been married and divorced in that time, and because of his traveling, found it difficult to cultivate and maintain a steady relationship with anyone. Tom was a sales rep for a computer manufacturer, and since our city was part of his territory, he was in town about once a quarter. Usually he stayed at a hotel, but from time to time would stay at our place, especially if he was on back-to-back trips and needed something that felt at least a little bit more like home. He admitted that he had always been attracted to Suzanne, but "You got her first buddy!" he would note. I was sure we'd have no problem convincing him to fuck her; especially if it was clear I was okay with it.

I had Tom's next visit two weeks away penciled in on my calendar, which was the week before Suzanne's 35th birthday. I called Tom using that as an excuse to invite him to stay with us and even to delay his return home until Saturday so we could party Friday night. I made arrangements for the kids to stay with their grandparents for the weekend as well. All the pieces were falling into place and my heart would pound every time I thought of what we were about to do.

Tom called about 4:30 that Friday to tell us he was on the way. "What are we having for dinner?" he asked.

"Pretty presumptuous of you, isn't it?" I said with overacted displeasure in my voice. "I mean you could at least offer to take us out for Suzy's birthday!"

"Yeah, right, why would I do that when I can alleviate any ‘guest guilt' by bringing a $10 bottle of wine from the supermarket?" he responded.

We laughed, both knowing that Tom was neither cheap nor un-generous. Any wine he ever brought was always very good and very expensive, and probably half of our kids' college fund was from his contributions on birthdays and Christmas. "We're having Suzanne's famous marinated steaks on the grill tonight," I continued.

"Great!" responded Tom, "I know just the thing to go with that. See you in a few minutes."

I felt a stirring in my crotch as I hung up the phone, realizing that this was getting "real." I turned and Suzanne was watching me intently. "You still okay with this?" she asked. "This doesn't have to be anything more than dinner you know."

"Baby, I'm fine with it," I said as I pulled her close and kissed her deeply, "I mean look, I'm getting turned on just thinking about it," and I took her hand and placed it on my hardening cock.

"Well, I just want you to know that this is about us not just about me," she reassured me.

"No, not this time," I answered, "I want you to be one selfish, horny little cunt tonight. You have my full permission, no order to ask for whatever you want. You be as satisfied as you can tonight. I suspect I'll get something out of it too."

"You're the best," Suzanne said as she kissed me and turned back to her cooking as we heard Tom honking in the driveway to announce his arrival.

Tom burst through the front door swinging a bag from his favorite local wine shop containing four bottles of red wine that he claimed was "the best." He threw the bag on the kitchen counter grabbed my hand in a quick shake, and then turned to give Suzanne a hug. "Great to see you Suzy," he said as he hugged her tight. It might have been my imagination, but the hug seemed to linger longer than usual, and Suzanne had a bit of a flushed look when they ended their embrace. "So when do we eat?" Tom asked as he rummaged around the kitchen drawers for the corkscrew.

The three of us had downed two of the bottles of wine before I got the steaks off the grill, and one more with dinner. Needless to say, nobody was feeling any pain by the time we stood up to clear the table. "How about we slip into the hot tub and finish off that last bottle?" suggested Suzanne. "I'll go change into my suit."

"Oh man!" exclaimed Tom, "I didn't bring a suit this trip. I forgot all about the hot tub."

"You don't need a suit. Just jump in naked. We're adults here and the kids are gone. I won't peek, I promise," Suzanne said surprising both of us as she walked out of the room.

"You okay with that?" Tom asked turning to me.

"Hey, it's her party! If it's okay with her, it's okay with me. Tell you what; I'll even join you in the buff. She'll think that's funny." I said.

Tom opened the last bottle of wine, grabbed our glasses and took them to the hot tub. We both stripped naked, and as we did I got another good look at his tool. "Man," I thought, is Suzy ever going to have a good time with that!" I then quickly slipped into the water to hide my building erection. Tom slide into the hot tub opposite to me.

Suzy reappeared on the deck and both Tom's and my mouth dropped open at the sight of her in the tiniest bikini I had ever seen her wear. Her ample breasts were pushing to escape her top, and her nipples already erect and clearly visible due to either the cool night air or the thoughts racing around in her head. She made a deliberate turn to step backward into the hot tub displaying the thong that was the bikini bottom exposing her bare ass. She had obviously done some shopping in preparation for tonight!

"Hi boys," she said as she settled into a spot in the hot tub halfway between each of us. "How about some more wine?" Tom obliged immediately, pouring and handing her a fresh glass. "Steve," she asked turning to me, "why didn't come get your suit on?"

"Oh," I blushed, "I figured that since our guest had to swim ‘au natural' that it was the least I could do to make him feel okay with that. Plus, I figured it's not every day that you get the attention of two, hot, naked guys like us!" I laughed.

"What?" teased Suzanne, "you don't think I could do better than you two?" as we all laughed.

"Actually, I suspect you'd have a lot more than you could handle if you walked down the street in that outfit!" suggested Tom. We all laughed some more as the wine took greater affect.

"Hey, I know," said Suzanne, "when was the last time you guys played Truth or Dare?"

"I don't think I ever have," said Tom. "There were a few rounds of Spin-The-Bottle with Ginger Simpson when I was 12 though," he continued. "It always ended with I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours," he laughed.

"I think I played it when I was about that same age," I said. "That's how I got my first kiss from Sarah Wright."

"Well, it's simple," explained Suzanne. "Whoever is ‘It' picks somebody and asks them ‘Truth or Dare', and they have to choose one or the other. If they pick Truth, whoever is ‘It' asks them a question and they have to tell the truth. If they pick Dare, they have to do whatever the person who is ‘It' tells them to do. Nothing dangerous of course. Wanna play?"

"Um, sure!" Tom and I responded together. I was starting to understand how Suzanne was going to get things started. I sometimes forgot how truly intelligent she was, which was what mostly attracted me to her when we first met in college. What started as a math study group, ended up as studying each other's anatomy. Tom poured another round of wine.

"Okay, I'll be It first," said Suzanne. "Steve," she said turning to me, "Truth or Dare?"

"Uh, Truth," I blurted out, not knowing what to expect.

"How did you have your very first orgasm?" she asked me with a smile and a sideways glance at Tom for a reaction.

"Well," I started slowly, not sure where she was going with this. "I guess I was about 13 and had discovered that it felt good as I stroked my cock, but nothing ever really happened until one day. I had taken a shower, and as I was drying off, I must have rubbed a little too hard and got a hard-on. I went into my bedroom, locked the door and began rubbing my dick up and down like an older kid had showed me once; I didn't understand at the time what it was supposed to do. I kept doing it longer that I ever had before, and it started feeling better and better. All of a sudden, I started getting a really funny feeling, and thought I was going to faint! Being a good Boy Scout and knowing what to do if you felt like you were fainting," I laughed, "I put me head between my knees! I had no idea what had happened for a long time, but repeated it every chance I got."

We all laughed together at that, and Suzanne said, "Okay Steve, now you're IT."

"Alright then," I said. "Suzanne; payback time. Truth or Dare?"

"Dare," she said without hesitation and a twinkle in her eye, suspecting what I was thinking.

"Since Tom and I are both in the buff, I think you should be too. It's only fair, right Tom? Loose the suit!" I commanded. Suzanne slouched down in the hot tub and started to wriggle out of her bottoms, but I protested, "Unh, unh, unh. Out of the pool. Give us the Full Monty!"

Suzanne giggled and gave me a quick look and a sly smile that told me I had done the right thing. She climbed out of the hot tub and stood dripping on the deck as she slowly untied the strap to her bikini top and held it in place as she swayed slowly to the music coming from the stereo inside the house. She teased us by exposing one breast and then the other in turn stripper style, then finally dropping her top altogether and letting her beautiful tits spring free. The wetness coupled with the light breeze blowing across her nipples brought them to full attention. Tom let out an audible gasp.

"See Steve," he exclaimed, "that's why I keep telling you what a lucky guy you are!"

If Tom was nervous or uncomfortable about the situation, he certainly was not showing it. Suzanne, clearly emboldened by Tom's comment, strutted around the deck, bouncing her tits, and letting her thong slide down her legs until she was totally naked. "Well, Steve, is that good enough for you?" she taunted as she slid back into her place in the hot tub.

"Actually, I think you should have done a few more laps," joked Tom with a look to me for a reaction. After all, he was talking about his best friend's wife. I just smiled back at him to let him know it was okay.

"Okay, smarty pants," responded Suzanne, "since I'm It again, Truth or Dare Tom, what'll it be?"

"Dare," Tom answered, "hit me with your best shot!"

"Sure, since you seemed to like me strutting around in the nude, how about you take a turn. I want you to walk slowly all the way around the back yard, and then come back here and sit next to me on the edge of the hot tub. Nobody can see anything from the neighbors, they're too far away and it's dark." I snickered at Tom's misfortune and got a dirty sideways look from him.

Tom jumped out of the water, and it was immediately apparent that this whole scene was turning him on. Not a full-fledged erection yet, but definitely one in the making. His cock was extended to its probable full length of about 9 inches, and bouncing at about a 45 degree down angle as he walked deliberately around the perimeter of the back yard fence. It looked as if it was about 2 ½ inches across. Suzanne didn't take her eyes off that trophy until she realized Tom was standing in front of her, watching her watching him. His hard-on was now sticking straight out, and clearly headed up. Suzanne patted the side of the hot tub with her right hand and said "Sit here. Tom, you're It."

"Yeah, okay," said Tom, "since you thought it was so funny Steve, you do the same thing!"

I exited the hot tub, unable to hide my now full erection. "Ten hut," hooted Tom as he spotted my swollen member. "Somebody's enjoying the show!" I walked around the backyard as slowly as I dared to fulfill the dare and took my place on the edge of the hot tub on Suzanne's left.

"So, I'm It now then," I said slowly with a knowing glance from Suzanne. "Suzanne, Truth or Dare?"

"Dare," she answered without hesitation.

"Since I don't want to be the only ‘soldier at attention,' as Tom so kindly pointed out, I want you bring his soldier to attention too." Tom's face clouded in confusion, then understanding as he saw my grin.

"It would be my honor to service the serviceman!" Suzanne responded as she wrapped her fingers around Tom's now partially erect cock. Now that I had Suzy's hand as a reference point, I could see how truly massive Tom's member was. Tom leaned back on the deck as she began stroking his cock slowly from top to bottom. When he reached full glory, Suzanne's fingers couldn't touch each other around his swollen shaft.

Tom looked over at me and said, "Hey, what about my buddy there? He's looking lonely. How ‘bout given him a hand too?" he laughed at his own joke.

"But of course," Suzanne chuckled as she climbed out the tub to sit between us. She reached over and started working my cock with her other hand in rhythm with her left on Tom's now fully engorged dick. "But you know who's getting left out here don't you?" noted Suzanne with a fake pout.

"Oh, how ungracious of us," I answered as I reached down to gentle parted her pussy lips and exposed her clitoris to the cool night air. Tom reached over and began to roll Suzanne's erect right nipple between his fingers. "How's that? Better?" I inquired.

"Mmmmm," was the response from Suzanne as she increased the tempo on our cocks. "So I guess this means Truth or Dare is over?" she asked.

"Oh no, not at all," I answered. "The rules have just changed a little bit. Now you're the permanent ‘It', and Tom and I have to do whatever you Dare us to do. You okay with that Tom?"

"Sounds fair to me," said Tom, "I mean, it is her birthday party after all!"

"Okay then," said Suzanne, "let's head inside boys where it's a little warmer."

We all stood and toweled off. Suzanne grabbed each of our cocks and led us through the sliding door off the deck into the family room like a pair of livestock. She maneuvered us to sofa and ordered us to sit down next to each other. Tom gave me one more look, clearly looking for approval, and again I just gave him a smile.

Suzanne sat naked on the floor in front of us and took a cock in each hand stroking us slowly back to full erection. "Mmmmm, baby," I moaned, "that feels great."

"I'll say," echoed Tom, "you sure know how to throw a party!"

"You know what, I need some more wine," said Suzanne, "so you guys keep the party going for a few minutes while I get some." Then she took my and Tom's hands and placed them on our own members. "Come on boys, keep it up!" Clearly wanting us to continue masturbating ourselves, I started slowly stroking my own cock, glanced over and saw Tom doing the same. Suzanne sat back admiring her work, then stood up and walked out of the room. "Don't stop," she called from the kitchen, "I'll be right there." "What ever you do, don't cum until I tell you you can."

It was strangely erotic to be sitting there on the sofa jerking off with my best friend. I'd never thought that I was gay in any way, but maybe it was the taboo of all of this heightening the experience, or this incredible side of Suzanne that I had never seen before. I had to slow and vary my stroking to keep from blowing my load all over the couch. Tom had leaned back and closed his eyes and was working his hand slowly up and down the length of his now huge purple cock as well, now clearly into the full spirit of the evening.

Suzanne returned a few moments later with a glass of wine and sat in the chair directly opposite Tom and myself. She looked at us and said "Guys, that is such a turn-on," and looped a leg over each arm of her chair clearly exposing her now soaking pussy. "It's only fair that you get a show too." She spread the lips of her cunt with her fingers and began tracing slow, deliberate circles around her clit. I could see her jump as she touched her now engorged, sensitive love button, and again had to slow my own stroking to prolong the event.

"What a turn on," said Tom, "Suzanne, your pussy is absolutely awesome!"

"Well thank you," responded Suzanne graciously. "That's a pretty impressive set of equipment you've got there yourself!" She then gave me a sly smile and returned her attention to her own anatomy. She continued the exploration of her cunt and pushed her middle then pointer fingers into her moist hole and brought them to her lips. "Mmmm," she groaned as she tasted her own lubrication.

"I'll bet that is yummy," noted Tom with a smile.

"Well, now I wouldn't be a very good hostess if I didn't share with the guest, would I?" said Suzanne with a look at me. She buried her fingers in her pussy again, stood up and walked across to the room to where Tom and I were still stroking our cocks on the sofa. She took her fingers and put them to Tom's lips who gently licked them clean.

"Now that's some good stuff!" Tom said quietly.

"Would you like some more?" asked Suzanne.

"Sure!" croaked Tom reflexively, "you taste incredible, like nectar!"

"Good. Come here," responded Suzanne pulling Tom off the couch to the other side of the room. Sitting back in her chair, Suzanne returned her legs to their earlier raised position exposing her dripping pussy. "Sit down," commanded Suzanne, "the buffet is open," she giggled and glanced at me for approval as she reached down and spread her outer pussy lips with her fingers.

Tom took the cue and began slowly running his tongue up and down my wife's crotch accompanied by her soft moans as he ended the top of each stroke on the tip of her now fully erect clit. Watching this scene was bringing me closer and closer to the point of no return, so I stopped working my cock and just watched my wife being pleasured by my best friend.

"Too much for you baby?" Suzanne giggled between heavy breaths. "Come on over here and take care of this then," she said pointing at her right nipple. I kneeled next to her chair and began making a circle with my tongue around her light brown areola in decreasing circles until I reached her very now very rigid, pink nipple. I could feel her jump when either her nipple or clit got a quick nibble from me or Tom. I could tell by her increasingly short and shallow breathing, as well as arching back, that she was very close to cumming. That thought alone almost made me explode without any further stimulation. My cock was so hard and swollen if felt like the skin would split.

"Go ahead sweetheart," I whispered, "cum for us. Cum for us now baby!" On that cue Tom increased the tempo of his licking, and sucked Suzanne's swollen clit into his mouth. She grabbed two handfuls of hair the back of his head with her hands and pressed his mouth even more firmly into her mound. She began grinding her hips in rhythmic motions into his face - fucking his tongue with her cunt. Tom reached up and pressed three fingers into her now well lubricated opening and began pumping them in and out in unison with her movements. The effect was instantaneous and explosive.

"Oh god, oh god," cried Suzanne, "I'm cumming, I'm cummmmming," she blurted out as she convulsed in wave after wave of orgasms. If she had ever cum like before, I'd either not been a party to it, or been lost in my own orgasm and wasn't paying attention. Tom continued licking her long after her last orgasmic spasm, until her over sensitized clit couldn't take any more, and she pushed his head away.

"Oh my god!" was all she could get out as she tried to catch her breath. "Oh my god."

"So, we doing okay?" I asked Suzanne with wink at Tom now sitting cross legged on the floor in front of her.

"More than okay," Suzanne said breathlessly as she took a sip of her wine. "Whoa, that was awesome. I swear I've never cum like that before. I think you guys deserve a reward. Go back and sit on the couch."

Tom and I returned to our places on the sofa. "No, sit next to each other," commanded Suzanne. Tom and I scooted closer. Suzanne knelt in front of us and took a cock in each hand and began stroking us again in unison. She stopped stroking Tom to fondle his balls and ran tip of her finger lightly along the sensitive underside of his dick, giggling at each involuntary jump of his blood engorged member.

"Hey, that tickles!" laughed Tom.

"Are you complaining?" asked Suzanne.

"Uh, nope, not me!" answered Tom as we all laughed.

"Gee, what's this?" Suzanne pretended ignorance as she wiped a drop of pre-cum ooze with her finger from the tip Tom's cock. "I wonder if it's as tasty as mine," she said as she licked Tom's juice off her finger tip. "Mmmmmm, not bad!"

"Well, there's plenty more where that came from!" exclaimed Tom. "You're welcome to as much as you'd like!"

"Actually, I was thinking about a taste test," said Suzanne as pulled the growing drop of pre-cum off of my member and pretended to savor it on her tongue like a fine wine. "I think it's a tie. Both are yummy! But I think I need a bigger sample to be sure." With that she repositioned herself in front of Tom's cock, leaned in and ran her tongue slowly from its base to its tip, stopping to lick the new drops of pre-cum that had formed from the slit in the middle of his engorged member.

"Mmmmmm," groaned Tom. "Keep that up, and you'll be getting more than just a taste!"

"Well, that would be wonderful, but not yet," Suzanne said turning her attention to me. She slid over in front of my position on the sofa and gently took each of balls into her mouth, first one, and then the other as she continued to stroke my cock with her hand.

"Oh my god," I mumbled, "I am so close baby, you'd better slow down or it'll be all over, in more ways than one!"

"That's okay, I think Tom's looking a little neglected over here," she said as resumed her tongue massage of his shaft. She slowly ran her tongue from bottom to top two or three times, and then stopped to make circles around its head as Tom leaned back, closed his eyes and moaned. I watched, feeling as if my own dick was about to explode, as she kneeled between his legs and began to work the head of his now totally swollen cock with her lips, giving soft bites that made Tom jump each time. Without warning, she plunged her mouth onto Tom's shaft as far as she could given his size. Tom continued his involuntary spasms with each stroke as Suzanne fucked Tom's cock with her mouth while holding it in both hands. From the look on Tom's face, he was not going to last much longer. Neither was I!

"I'm cumming," announced Tom, "oh god, I'm cummmming!" as he began his orgasmic contractions that shot his cum deep into Suzanne's mouth with each spasm. Suzanne continued to work his cock with her mouth, and I could sense her struggling to keep up the motion, swallow the massive amount of Tom's juice being deposited in her mouth, and breathe all at the same time. Finally, Tom began to relax and sank back into the sofa, while Suzanne slowed her stroking, let Tom's dick slide from her mouth, and licked the remainder of the cum from his cock that had leaked out of her mouth.

Tom reached down and softly caressed Suzanne's hair as she slowly sat back on the floor in front of us with a satisfied look on her face. Barely missing a beat, she looked at my now clearly distressed member and said, "That was sample one of the tastes test, now for sample two!" and began working my cock with those wonderful lips in the same way she had serviced Tom. Needless to say, within a few seconds I was ready to blow my now incredibly pent-up load.

"I'm cumming," I warned, "I'm cumming nowww!" I said hoarsely as I exploded in what seemed like wave after wave of orgasm, spraying what felt like a gallon of cum into my wife's eager mouth. True to her new form, she sucked me dry and then cleaned my cock of any leftovers. "Wow, baby," was all I could say when I could breathe again.

Suzanne stood up, slowly licked her lips and said "That was a nice snack," picked up her wine glass and took another sip. "Now, I need the main course." She sat between Tom and I on the couch, turned to me and gave me a long, wet kiss, pushing her eager tongue into mouth. I could taste the strange mixture of wine and cum, and got a strange feeling at the thought that I might be tasting Tom's cum as well as my own. Whatever bond we'd had as friends before, seemed oddly stronger now because we had shared Suzanne in this way. Suzanne turned to Tom, and planted a similar kiss on him. Tom blushed crimson and looked away embarrassed when his eyes caught mine. Suzanne reached down and started stroking both of our cocks again, apparently ready for round two.

Tom sprung back to life much more quickly than I did, so Suzanne started giving him some dedicated attention. When he was nearly hard again, Suzanne said, "I'm ready for that main course now," stood up and pulled Tom to a standing position and led him to her chair and ordered him to sit down. She then turned with her ass to Tom, and began lowering herself onto his massive pole. My heart started to pound as I watch my wife's pussy swallowing Tom's cock slowly, inch by careful inch as she lowered herself. Her eyes never left mine as she reached the limits of her capacity to accept Tom's manhood.

Tom exhaled and squirmed a little underneath Suzanne as she just held that position, obviously so I could get a good look. She had slid as much of Tom's cock inside her that she could take, and I still had a clear view of his shaft and balls. I could only imagine how that must have been for Suzanne. "That feels so good," whispered Tom as he reached around and began fingering Suzanne's clit as she began to slide her self slowly up and down Tom's shaft. I watched incredulously as Tom's cock repeatedly appeared and then disappeared into my wife's wet hole slowly at first, then faster and faster as Suzanne pumped harder and harder. I could tell she was approaching another orgasm, and suspected Tom was pretty close as well, when she slowed to a stop, still sitting on Tom's cock, and motioned for me to come over.

I stood in front of her, and she took my now fully engorged cock into her mouth, and began pumping Tom's organ and mine in unison. She reached up and gently fondled my balls as she sucked, and after a few moments, slowed again to a stop. "Come here," she said, as she un-impaled herself from Tom's pole and slowly walked again to the couch, leaving Tom looking like he really needed more. She leaned over, placed her elbows on the center cushion of the sofa pressing her ass and pussy into the air, looked back at me and said "Put it in my ass. Fuck me in my ass baby."

I positioned myself behind her, trembling because we had only done this a couple of time before, entered her pussy with a little gasp to provide some lubricant, then pressed the head of my dick against the opening of her asshole. I pressed and stopped, then pushed a little harder as I felt her relaxing her sphincter muscle. The head of my cock suddenly slide past that gate-keeper, and I stopped as she let out a little whimper. "Relax sweetheart, just get used to it for a minute."

We paused in this position for a few moments, then she said "Okay, baby, keep going, but go slowly." I continued my slow even pressure, driving my cock deeper and deeper into Suzanne's ass, until my balls were pressed against her cunt. Feeling that I had hit bottom, Suzanne said "Okay, now fuck me baby. Fuck my asshole."

I obliged, with slow, even strokes at first, getting a whimper or a moan from Suzanne each time she felt my balls against her pussy. After I felt her totally relax, I sped up my thrusts until my balls were slapping her with each stroke. I was just about warn her that I was crossing the point of no return, when she said "Stop, don't move. Don't take it out, but lay down on the couch." I lied down with her on top with my cock still up her ass and her pussy now exposed, which I expected was intended to be exploited by Tom. I wasn't disappointed. "Tom, come here, she ordered. I think you know what to do."

Tom stood, walked to the sofa and positioned himself between both my and Suzanne's legs. She reached down to guide his manhood into her waiting hole. As Tom entered her, I could feel Suzanne's cunt stretching and moving to accommodate his massive tool. The sensation was startling yet incredible at the same time. As Tom began his slow thrusting, those vibrations were being transmitted through the thin walls of tissue in Suzanne's pussy and colon to my dick. Tom continued to thrust faster and faster, with the movement of Suzanne on top of me stimulating me at the same time. I was approaching the point of no-return and could feel Suzanne tensing for a release as well, when Tom announced, "I'm cumming, oh god I'm cumming again."

Suzanne and I blurted out "Me too!" nearly simultaneously as we all began twitching and convulsing together with wave after wave of orgasmic bliss. I don't think I lost consciousness, but I now understand why you hear stories of people claiming to have an orgasm so strong they black out.

All motion stopped for what seemed like an eternity as we lay there in a pile of spent sex. Tom broke the silence with "Well, how's that for a happy fuckin' birthday Suzy?" We all started laughing uncontrollably, untangled our bodies, and Tom excused himself to go to the bathroom. Suzanne and I just stood naked in the center of the room, holding each other in a way that told me we had just shared something so incredible and so special that it would bind us closer together.

For some inexplicable reason, Tom now needs to visit his clients in our city much more frequently than in the past, and we've repeated our experience, with interesting variations, with Tom on subsequent visits. Eventually, Tom found a steady girlfriend who lived near us, and on one particular Friday night, she joined us all in the hot tub after dinner, and one thing led to another and.... Well, that, as they say, is another story. Stay tuned.