The Best Christmas Present Ever
written by:
justfunsex

For readers who have enjoyed some of my stories over the years you know that Bob has become one of my best friends and that we share some of the same intense fantasies about sharing our wives. This started as a short email to him just before Christmas but the story seemed to take on a life of its own and before I realized it, I'd written a full story and thought I'd share it. To readers who, like me, prefer two shorter chapters, I apologize. As I said, once I started typing the story seemed to write itself and seemed to demand the length.

Just a word of warning; this story was written as an email to Bob for his, my, and I hope, his wife's enjoyment. To that end be aware that the first description of sex is M/M. I listed it under straight threesomes because it is written from his wife's, Anne's, perspective and all that follows the initial encounter is totally straight. But, if any mention of M/M sexual contact offends you, you may want to pass this erotic tale up for something that is more appealing to you.

I hope if you do read it you'll enjoy it. And, I hope you'll take time to share some of your thoughts, positive and negative, with me. BTW - If you are an author don't hesitate to add your comments. I know many of you (writers) refrain from giving feedback out of concern over possibly offending another writer. I assure you; I'm not that easily offended and really appreciate constructive feedback.

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I'd been thinking about what I could get Bob for Christmas that would be unique and truly appreciated instead of the typical sweater or something equally practical and uninteresting. The week before Christmas was particularly slow so I was able to stay out of the office while Bob was at work. This gave me a little extra time for shopping for the kids and doing some last minute baking. And, it also gave me some much needed "Me" time.

I slept in extra late one morning and when I woke Bob was gone and the sun was streaming in through the curtains. Usually I jump right up but that morning I just laid there dozing and feeling the cool sheets against my skin. Images drifted through my sleepy brain and for some reason, thoughts about our inviting Rick to meet us during our summer vacation triggered my imagination. As I lay there, thoughts of all the stories he'd written about the three of us lost in sensual bliss; erotic tales about Bob and him taking their time to insure my total pleasure flooded my senses.

I typically don't get lost in erotic fantasy but that morning images of the men's naked bodies pressed to mind and the feeling of Rick's strange hands; his lips and tongue kissing and sucking my tits and sensitive nipples; his mouth pressed to my flowing pussy and his strange, forbidden cock plunging into my body over and over again filled my imagination. Without even thinking about it I ended up with my hands under my night clothes pulling and twisting at one of my painfully sensitive nipples while I frantically fingered my tingling clit until my body shuddered through a very intense orgasm.

Once it was over I just laid there enjoying the feeling of the aftershocks running through me. Still, for some reason I also felt guilty for fantasizing about another man, a man I'd never even met. But while I dealt with the slight twinge of guilt I felt I also realized just how naughty and excited I was as well. Even when I finally pulled myself from the bed and stumbled into the shower, the hot water running over my naked flesh only seemed to fuel my sudden, unexplained lust. I ended up fingering myself off one more time before I shut the water off.

But, it was when I was drying off and the towel drug over my rigid nipples that the thought of Bob's Christmas present shot through my lust crazed mind again. Each time the fluffy, absorbent material grazed my sensitive nubs my muscles rippled causing me to shudder with pleasure.

"Uhmmm" I thought to myself. "I know the perfect gift for him."

I stood looking at my naked image in the mirror and suddenly wondered what Rick would really think of my aging body if he ever did get the chance to see it. Still, even I had to admit that for a grandmother, I'm still a pretty damn hot lady.

My thoughts made me smile when I thought, "Bob hell, this will be the perfect present for all of us".

Once I was dried off and dressed the intensity of my morning fantasy seemed to subside a little but I still couldn't get the naughty thoughts running through my brain, thoughts that had kept my panties wet and my nipples totally hard, out of my mind.

"Could I really do this?" I wondered to myself.

I reached for the phone twice and even got as far as dialing Rick's number but when the first ring exploded in my ears I quickly hung it up. By the time I got my phone closed I was shaking all over. Who was I kidding? No matter how hot the thoughts of it might be, there was no way I could actually call a guy I'd never met and invite him to come up for the sole purpose of having sex with me while my husband watched. I shook my head at what a silly woman I was being and by the time my nerves settled down a little, I'd pretty much put the whole crazy idea out of my mind.

I was staring out the kitchen window when my cell phone rang. Figuring it was Bob calling from the office I flipped it open and answered without even looking to see when it was.

"Hi hon" I chirped into the phone.

"Well hi yourself" a strangely familiar sounding voice replied confidently. "And what are you up to today sexy lady?"

I'd talked to Rick a number of times on the phone and when I realized he'd seen my short call and rang me back, my whole body trembled again. What was I going to say to him? What lie could I come up with that would seem a normal reason to be calling him.

Rick was his normal, southern gentlemanly self. He asked about the family, Bob, the weather...all the normal stuff but finally he asked the question, the question I still hadn't figured out how to answer.

"So Ms. Anne he started."What do I owe the pleasure of your call?"

There it was. The question was on the table but I only stuttered and stammered and beat around the bush for several long seconds.

"What's wrong Anne?" he asked me in a gentle tone filled with genuine concern.

"Oh nothing" I lied.

"Come on Anne" he continued in a caring voice. "Something's up or you wouldn't be calling me."

Of course, he was right. I'd intentionally answered several of his calls when I saw his Caller ID on Bob's phone but I'd never dialed his number before. Finally I got a grip and told him I'd dialed his number by mistake. He didn't buy it. I'm not usually a good liar even when I've thought about what I was going to say in advance. I was busted.

"Well" I said and paused while my brain scrambled to figure out what to say next. "Honestly I was just wondering if you had any idea from your conversations with Bob what he might want for Christmas" I managed.

He chuckled into the phone and his soft, concerned tone changed to one that hinted of sexual innuendo and playfulness.

"Yeah" he chucked into the phone. "I know EXACTLY what he'd like to find under the tree."

Something about his easy, friendly tone and the obvious reference he was making to something of a sexual nature put me at ease. Before I realized it I was giggling into the phone. The brief humor relaxed me and my more playful nature kicked in.

"Oh you do, do you?" I teased back. "And just what's that Rick?" I almost cooed into the phone.

"Well Anne, what Bob would love to find under the tree is you" he said in a confident tone that still dripped with sexual suggestion.

"Oh, and I guess you think he'd like to find me naked with a bow?" I teased him again.

"Well no. Actually that's not what I had in mind at all" he chuckled.

"Then how do you think he'd like to find me?" I quizzed him.

"Do you remember that black bustier he found you in when you were sitting at the piano back in the spring?" he asked.

Even though I was standing in my own house totally alone, I felt my face flush and burn from the embarrassment that Bob had told Rick about the outfit he found me in when he came home one afternoon. I could only wonder what else my errant husband may have revealed to a stranger. At first I thought it best to just let it go but by then Rick's playful banter had sparked my competitive nature and I hoped maybe I could put this overly forward fellow on the defense.

"Yeah, I remember" I all but cooed into the phone. "What else did he tell you about that afternoon?" I questioned in a way I hoped would maybe embarrass him into backing off if only a little. But, that was not to be.

"Which part Anne?" he asked in a steady but suggestive voice. "The part where you laid in the floor and had him rub his cock all over your face and tits or the part where you vocally encouraged him to tittie fuck you or maybe the part where you begged him to lick your pussy and fuck you until you came?" he continued. It was painfully obvious there was no way I was going to embarrass this guy.

I was even more embarrassed Bob had shared my wanton actions that afternoon but having Rick describe it to me in detail also caused my juices to flood and soak my jeans.

"Okay, okay...I give" I finally blurted into the phone. "You know it all. So, what are you suggesting?" I asked him.

Of course he couldn't, but at that instant I felt like Rick was peering right through the phone. It seemed he could see my flushed face and my rigid, hard nipples tenting the soft shirt I was wearing sans bra. Once again the idea to just openly tell him the real reason I had called filtered through my mind but, once again, I chickened out.

"I certainly can't say what Bob would want for Christmas but I can tell you how I'd like to find you under the tree" he said before he hesitated for a few seconds and then added, "I mean if I were Bob" he finished.

"Yeah Rick, I'm sure you mean "If you were Bob" I retorted in a tone to let him know I hadn't missed his suggestion.

"Well Anne, all I can tell you is, if I were Bob and came into the room on Christmas morning and you were lying under the tree in that outfit complete with stockings and heels with a nice bow around your neck, let's just say it would surely get a rise out of me. It would be the very best Christmas present ever" he finished.

The tension of my morning thoughts and Rick's sensual teasing had gotten the better of my judgment and my words. Before I even realized what I was saying it was already out of my mouth.

"Well Rick, I was thinking that maybe you should be under that tree with me" I blurted out.

The phone was dead silent. I didn't know if I'd gone too far or if he was finally stunned enough to be taken aback. So many thoughts ran through my brain during the long silence. Had I offended him? Would he tell Bob about my naughty suggestion? How was I going to get out of this if he actually said yes? I was just about to say something when he finally spoke.

"Anne" he said and then paused for a long second. "Are you asking...I mean...are you really inviting me to come visit you?" he finally managed in a shaky, uncertain voice.

The phone was dead silent again for several long seconds before I finally took a deep breath and pressed ahead.

"Yeah" I cooed again. "I guess I am."

"When?" was all he asked.

I hadn't given any real thought about the logistics of it all. It was only a few days before Christmas and I knew there was no way to make it happen during the time we all had to be with our families. Again my mind was in a fog. Was I really doing this? Had I really just asked a man I barely knew to fly 2000 miles to fuck me? Could I really go through with it?

"MONDAY" I said firmly before I lost my nerve. "Can you arrange to fly up on Monday?"

"Are you kidding me Anne?" he blurted out. "If I get to see you in that sexy outfit I'll crawl there on my knees over broken glass" he continued in a very excited tone.

We were both quiet for quite a long time. I don't know what he was thinking but my mind was a total blur. I think I may have even been on the verge of passing out from the tension that had me trembling like a leaf.

"Anne" Rick finally said.

"Yes" I replied.

"Well, you asked about a present for Bob. Are you asking me to come up to be his present, your present, or both" he asked in a solemn tone.

WOW! I hadn't considered how my set up to the invitation may have ultimately sounded to him. I well knew from some very open, honest conversations with Bob and reading the many stories the two of them had written about the three of us that the idea of seeing me with Rick and having them both pleasure me until I was totally sated excited Bob more than any other sexual thought. But, I was also fully aware that both guys, while 99% straight, also harbored some socially bi desires they hoped to explore if the three of us were ever together.

The fact that my husband has some mild interest in touching and being touched by another guy had never grossed me out or turned me off but, it had never turned me on either. I'd been so caught up in my own lust filled thoughts about Rick finally fulfilling Bob's (and honestly my own) long term fantasy of being shared between them, thoughts of them playing together never entered my mind. Still, the question was on the table and again, I struggled to form intelligent thoughts before opening my mouth.

"Ummm" I started to speak but then hesitated. "I ahhh...I mean...I was just talking about giving him, well both of us, the treat of finally trying out that threesome you guys have been taunting me with" I stammered.

"Oh, okay" he said in a much stronger, more confident voice. "But" he added. "For you, I'm open to whatever you want once I'm there."

We discussed his travel arrangements and he called me back the next day to confirm his expected arrival time. By then I'd gotten over my initial trepidation of the pending encounter and was constantly horny and wet. Bob was confused but very happy when I'd ripped his clothes off, pushed him down on the floor, and mounted him before his cock was fully erect after my first conversation with Rick. Somehow I expected he'd have a smile on his face every day until Monday finally arrived.

The plan was made and Rick even added some suggestions for my dress and how we'd managed to get Bob to walk into the room at just the right time. Of course, I never really gave any thought about just how long the two of us may have to lay naked or nearly so under the tree to insure we were there when Bob came through the door.

Christmas was a blur and even while we were watching our new grandchild enjoying the first Christmas, thoughts of the three of us naked and twisted together were never far from my mind. Monday finally came and I was so nervous Bob asked me what was wrong several times. I was able to laugh it off by telling him I was just thinking about Christmas when our kids were young.

It was about 3:00 in the afternoon when my cell finally rang. I'd left it in the bedroom and had been hovering around all afternoon so Bob wouldn't know I had my phone or that I'd received a call. My heart jumped in my chest as I reached for it. This was finally happening and after Rick had traveled so far, there was no way I could back out now. Well, at least there was no way to tell him not to come over. But, I had asked about the possibility of me chickening out and Rick was calming and understanding. He assured me he was looking forward to the visit regardless of anything sexual that might or might not happen.

Rick was in town and his call was my queue to get Bob out of the house for a little while. I informed Bob that I had left my purse and my phone at the office. I explained I was expecting a call from an old friend that didn't have Bob's cell number and insisted he run into town and get it for me. He grumbled and groaned about having to go out into the cold and snow and suggested I call her on his phone instead. Thinking fast I told him I'd left my address book in the office as well and asked him to find it for me while he was there. He mumbled something about sending him on a scavenger hunt so to seal the deal I wrapped my arms around his neck and promised I'd have a late Christmas present waiting for him that would make it all worth while. Hey, he's a man and his perturbed expression melded into a full faced grin. He grabbed his coat and all but skipped out the door.

I ran to the bedroom, grabbed my phone and called Rick back to let him know the coast was clear. There was no way he and Bob wouldn't pass each other on the two lane road between our home and the office but since Bob had no reason to suspect he was in the area, I figured he wouldn't recognize him from the pictures Rick had sent us.

Within five minutes I heard his rental car turn off the road and into our long driveway. Suddenly it felt like my stomach was in my throat and I was nearly frozen with fear. I just didn't know if I could really go through with having sex with another man, a man I didn't know, in front of my husband. And could I really allow myself to be slutty enough to allow the two of them to have sex with me at the same time. But, the shudder that shot through me and the rush of fluid that instantly soaked panties seemed to indicate my body had no such reservations.

I raced out the door and directed Rick to park around the side of the house where Bob couldn't see his car. I just hoped the tracks in the snow wouldn't catch Bob's attention when he pulled back in.

Rick bounded out of the car and up the stairs. Suddenly I was painfully aware that I didn't know exactly how to greet him. I mean, I'd asked him to come have sex with me so a simple hand-shake didn't seem quite right. At the same time a body hug with a man I was meeting for the first time seemed a bit much. But I didn't have to worry about that. Rick pulled me into his arms and hugged me tightly for a quick second before pulling back far enough to look into my eyes. His whole face was smiling and the warmth in his manner melted me immediately.

"Hi Anne" he said in an excited voice. "WOW, I can't believe I'm finally getting to meet you" he said in a rapid stream of words.

"Great to finally meet you too Rick" I replied honestly. "Now, we have to get going if we're going to give Bob his special present" I added.

We walked into the house and I looked at the clock. If he was making good time he could be back at the house in a little over 5 minutes. Just then my cell phone rang. Without even thinking I answered it. It was Bob and to say he was frustrated that I had my phone was an understatement. I did my best to explain I had found it in the bedroom and was just about to give him a call. Of course when I reminded him about his present for being such a good husband, he calmed down immediately. Still, I needed a little more time and asked him to find my address book while he was there hoping the diversion would delay his return.

Okay, he was off the phone but the time was ticking. I didn't realize just how rushed and awkward the situation would be but if I was going to pull off my ultimate surprise, there was no time to waste.

"Rick" I said in an overly excited tone. "Sorry for how abrupt this will be but, I have to go change. While I'm gone I want you to get naked and drop you clothes in the hall closet to keep them out of sight."

The shocked look on his face was priceless but as it sunk in he gave a sheepish grin and shrugged his shoulder as if to say, okay. I literally ran down the hall and into my room. I'd bought a new, even sexier bustier for the occasion and quickly shed my clothes and pulled on the sexy little outfit.

The bustier was black with lots of lace and pink ribbons wound through it. The bra was only half cups so that my tits were pushed high but only supported underneath leaving the rounded tops and my nipples fully exposed. The tight fitting material smoothed down my torso and flared just over the curve of my butt. The seductive lingerie only has elastic straps for the stockings and, with no panties, most of my ass and my clean shaved pussy was in plain view. I quickly pulled on the silky red stockings being sure not to run them and slipped my feet into the red, 3 inch heels I'd found when shopping.

By then I was almost out of breath as if I'd just come in from a run. While I tried to calm down I turned and took a few seconds to check myself out in the mirror. My breasts were pushed high and together creating two very full looking globes and deep cleavage. My light pink areolas were beginning to darken and erect nipples were already painfully hard. I turned to the side and trailed my eyes down the reflection in the mirror taking time to appreciate the fullness of my breasts and the curve of my butt accentuated by the form fitting material. I felt coolness from the moisture seeping down of my thighs and looked down to see the tops of the red stockings beginning to darken where my fluids were starting to soak them.

"You're still pretty damned hot for an old gal" I mused to myself.

Once I felt confident that I was put together properly and that Bob would be duly impressed, I rushed back into the living room where Rick was waiting.

My jaw dropped when I hurried back into the room and saw Rick standing there totally naked. Yeah, I'd planned all this and yeah, I was the one who'd told him to get naked. Still, I wasn't really prepared to walk into the room to see a strange man standing there with only a sheepish look on his face.

Rick is tall, maybe 6'1" or 6'2" and I'd guess maybe 190 lbs. His blond hair still glistens in the light and his deep blue eyes peered back into mine. He has the hint of a soft bulge around the middle but all in all, he's still a very hot guy. If it was even possible, I think my pussy flooded even more than it already was.

I knew from his stories that his...ahh...package is a bit smaller than Bob's but I felt really sorry for him when I saw his wilted state. The room had just a bit of chill in the air. That coupled with the tension and uncertainty of being naked with a strange woman for the first time caused his manhood to shrivel to a small, short shaft with a little purple acorn on the top.

I grinned at him and figured humor was the best way to handle the situation. Regardless, Bob was only minutes away and I had to hurry. I pulled the ribbon I planned to tie into bows out of the drawer and rushed across to where he was standing.

"We have to get your bow on" I teased him.

"Looks like a string might be more in order" he teased, making himself the brunt of the joke.

"Ohhhh" I cooed. "I don't think this will be a problem."

I moved close to him and the tension of standing there naked with a strange, hot man had me trembling slightly but I had to press on.

"Did you take your little pill Rick?" I teased.

"Yeah" he laughed. "Two different kinds"

"Good" I said bluntly. "Then I think we can get this bow on him."

I reached out and cupped his shriveled cock and balls in my hands for the first time. He had shaved his shaft and balls totally clean and they were smooth and heavy in my grip. While I toyed with him I leaned forward and brushed my lips across his for the first time. I didn't know about him but when our lips touched, a bolt of electricity shot through my body. I shivered again, pulled back and looked into his eyes. We starred at each other for a few seconds and our heads seemed to tilt toward each other in slow motion until our lips touched again. Soft, quick kisses gave way to ever deeper, more intimate ones.

"GAWD" I thought to myself. "This man really knows how to kiss."

We weren't hugging and the only contact other than our lips was me still cupping his cock and balls. My head was swimming in pure and total lust and I'd even lost the sense of touching his penis. The only thing in my mind was how our tongues danced together and the increasing desire so deep inside me it seemed to consume my very soul.

But, when Rick gripped my side just at the rise of my hip and lightly stroked over my straining nipples with the back of his fingers I moaned into his mouth and my body trembled through a mild orgasm. Only then did I remember I was still cupping his shriveled manhood.

Suddenly I felt it surge and in only a second or two his rapidly hardening dick expanded in my hand until I felt it throbbing in my grasp. I was still lost in my passion and desire but came back to my senses enough to realize my time to prepare us for Bob's arrival was almost gone.

"OhhhhhgodRick" I moaned in a hushed, lust filled whisper. "I want you so badly right now but we have to finish up before Bob comes in. Let me fix you."

When I stepped back and looked down at his rigid shaft protruding proudly from his body I felt that twinge on my tongue and that little ach in the back of my jaw. His cock may be a bit smaller than Bob's but it's perfectly shaped and the well proportioned crown was flared wide like a mushroom ready for harvest. Still, my plan was not to have him at full mast when Bob saw us for the first time and I hoped it would relax at least a little before he came through the door.

I busied myself pulling the 3 inch wide ribbon I'd bought around his hips and taped the ends together covering the soft, reddish patch of fur he'd left on his pubs when he shaved. The unnatural act of having me fussing with the ribbon seemed to take Rick's mind off sex just enough to allow his cock to deflate a little and by the time I was ready to tie the bow on it, it was back to about 4 full, but mostly pliable inches and was once again pointing at the floor.

All I wanted to do was press my head forward and pull his meat into my mouth but somehow forced myself to stay focused on the task at hand. With a little effort I managed to fashion a suitable bow out of the 1 inch ribbon I'd gotten and when I stepped back was very satisfied with my handy work.

I had pre-made my own ribbon and bow and quickly pulled it around my waist and taped the ends together just about the time I head Bob's truck turn off the road. My heart was pounding in my chest. Bob had convincingly told me this is exactly what he wants but I still wondered how he would react when he saw me and a strange man naked together. Even more, I wondered, how he'd react when he saw me in another man's arms. But, it was too late for all that. Bob would burst through the door any second.

I rushed to the window and peaked around the curtains. Thankfully the winter sun was obscured by some late afternoon clouds and even though it was only around 4:00 PM, it was already dark enough that I felt confident Bob wouldn't see Rick's car pulled off to the right side of the house. Just to make sure and so I could better control his entrance into the room, I grabbed my phone and called Bob before he shut the truck off. It took a little convincing but when I assured him it was part of his special present he agreed to go around the left side of the house and come in the back patio door. From the kitchen, Rick and the tree in the living room would be hidden from his immediate view.

When I turned and looked back at Rick I couldn't help myself and laughed out loud. He looked totally ridiculous standing there naked with a bow around his cock. I realized just how cheesy all this really looked but what the hell, we were playing and it was all in fun. Still, Rick had a dejected look on his face that let me know he was feeling as pitiful and out of place as he looked.

"Don't worry about it Rick" I managed between gut wrenching laughter. "It'll be over soon."

"Yeah" he said with a chuckle. "I'm feeling pretty stupid about now."

"Well" I almost howled. "You look precious. Beside, this is all for fun and Bob will get a good laugh too" I finished and then added in a tone that hinted at my own misgivings, "I hope".

Regardless, I didn't have time to worry about it. Bob should be approaching the rear of the house so I ran through the living room and into the kitchen to greet him. As I ran through I told Rick to stand right in front of the tree until we got back.

I was standing a few feet inside the door when Bob came in. He glanced up and then did a double take when he realized I was standing there almost naked in my bustier with my tits mostly exposed, my pussy covered by only a bow and my legs clad in silky, red stockings.

"Merry Christmas" I cooed in my best seductive voice.

"Damn Anne, and a very Merry Christmas to you too. Fuck, you look hot!" he said in an excited tone as he dropped his coat in the floor and closed the distance between us.

He pulled me into his arms, cupped my naked butt in one hand, one of my breasts in the other and crushed his lips to mine. His hands were frozen and the sudden shock on my warm skin made me shiver. I had to suppress my laughter when I realized he thought the shivers were from sexual excitement over him touching me.

While he pawed at my body I started unbuttoning his shirt. Not only did I want to get him naked before I walked him into the see his present, I needed to get those frigid clothes off before he made me any colder. Once his shirt was open I pressed my tits against his warm chest and started working on his belt and zipper. When they were loose he stepped back and finished removing the rest of his clothes until he was standing there totally naked as well.

His cock was almost fully erect and stuck out at a 45 degree angle. And when I saw the small, clear pearl of pre-cum ooze so quickly from the flared slit I knew he was just as excited as I hoped he'd be. Bob's a typical guy. Once he's turned on and ready to go, he only thinks with his small head so I hoped that he would be more than agreeable when he finally saw a strange, naked man standing in his living room.

Bob reached to pull me back into his arms but I pressed my hand against his chest and pushed back firmly, holding him at arm's length. The lust filled look in his eyes turned to an expression of total confusion and frustration.

"WHAT?" he asked in a flustered tone.

"Not yet mister" I chided him.

"Hey" he snapped playfully. "A man is supposed to do what he wants with his Christmas presents.

"Well" I drawled as if I were giving great thought to what he'd said. "That might be true but I'm not your present."

The look that came over his face made me giggle and laugh at him. By then he was totally confused. I really wanted to play him and string him along for a bit longer but my nerves were about to get the best of me. If I didn't get through having him see Rick under the tree pretty quickly I feared I'd turn into a total basket case and break down right there in the kitchen floor.

"Close your eyes" I instructed him.

He hesitated so I had to tell him in a sterner tone that if he wanted his present he'd have to do as I said. Reluctantly he agreed and closed his eyes.

"Tighter" I said in an almost angry tone. "If you peak before I tell you to, the surprise is off."

I saw a slight shrug in his shoulders and knew he had finally relented to whatever I asked him to do. After all, what guy in the history of the world ever refused the requests of a nearly naked woman promising him things would only get better and hotter if he complied?

I led him through the kitchen and positioned him off to the side of the doorway leading into the living room so that even if he did chance a peak, he still couldn't see into the room.

"Now, stay here until I tell you to come in" I told him.

"You're the boss" he retorted. Both his words and his posture indicated he had relented and decided to let me direct how his surprised was revealed.

My stomach was in knots. The next few minutes were either going to be really good or really, REALLY bad. But when I stepped into the room and started walking toward where Rick was standing, I giggled pout loud. His poor manhood had wilted to a tiny stick and acorn once again and if possible, he looked more pathetic than before. The sudden humor seemed to relax me and reignited my sexual curiosity and playfulness.

"Relax, it's okay" I whispered into his ear so that Bob couldn't hear while I lightly toyed with his shrunken dick trying to make sure I didn't let the bow slip off.

I wanted to help him recover a little before Bob's grand entrance and cupped his balls with the other hand while I tugged at the limp noodle between his legs. While cupping his soft but heavy orbs in my warm hand I extended my fingers and lightly scratched the sensitive spot behind them with the tips of my finger nails. Thankfully he quickly swelled until his still limp dick was about 3 or 4 inches long and much thicker. I whispered my instructions into his ear and waited for him to move into position.

Once he was kneeling on the floor in front of the tree with one knee bent in front of him to create a seat for me, I slid onto his leg and wrapped my arms around his neck. I could only imagine Bob's reaction when he opened his eyes and saw me sitting on a naked man's leg with my arms wrapped around his neck, my exposed tit pressed into his bare chest and our cheeks pressed together tightly.

I took a deep breath and arranged myself in the sexiest pose I could manage before I called to Bob.

"Okay, you can come in" I cooed as seductively as I could. "But, keep your eyes closed" I added in a sterner, more assertive tone.

Bob slid around hand around the corner of the doorway but continued to hold to it for reference since his eyes were closed tightly. He moved cautiously until his frame filled the doorway. His 7+ inch cock was totally hard and I wasn't surprised to see his fingers wrapped around it, stroking it slowly.

"SURPRISE!" I yelled much louder than I intended.

Bob's eyes popped open and the huge, shit eating grin on his face quickly changed to a look of total shock, confusion and, I feared, mounting rage.

"WHAT THE HELL!" he exclaimed in a strong, almost combative tone.

"YOUR PRESENT!" I replied in an equally loud and maybe slightly indignant voice.

I don't know if my reaction was an instinctive effort to take him by surprise and assert some dominance over the situation or just a reaction of total panic.

"Bob, meet Rick, Rick...Bob" I said with a forced smile on my face.

My heart was pounding in my chest and I felt light headed as I struggled for what to do or say next. I only hoped Bob would recognize his long time fantasy was finally right in front of his eyes before his anger at finding me with a naked man caused him to kill one or both of us.

The few seconds delay in his reaction drug on like hours. Finally I saw the twitch at the corner of his mouth. Slowly his expression softened until he was sporting a full faced grin once more.

"DAMN!" he exclaimed. "Never in my wildest dreams...." His voice trailed off.

"Well baby" I cooed. "Today, your wildest dreams come true. I mean....if you really want them too" I added as an after thought.

Bob's expression changed to a thoughtful look as he contemplated what I was saying to him. Then he shrugged and grinned again.

"Well hell" he finally chuckled in a playful tone. "It's just bad manners not to accept a Christmas present."

"Then come here" I cooed to him.

The shock of seeing me nearly nude sitting on a strange, naked man's knee had caused Bob to release the tight grip he had on his prick when he walked into the room. When he stepped toward us I glanced and saw that all the confusion had also caused significant deflation in his prized possession. It wasn't totally soft but hung pointed at the floor and swayed side to side against his thighs with each step. Even in its weaker state I was proud as could be knowing Rick was watching Bob's still thick member swinging between his legs.

When he was only a step away I stood and pressed my body against his chest and into his arms. He kissed me deeply but his touch was more thoughtful, maybe even grateful than it was passionate.

"You're the best" he whispered into my ear when he broke our kiss and pulled me to him even tighter.

"Yeah, I know" I teased him. "Now, go unwrap your present."

He pulled back and looked into my eyes. His expression was again confused and questioning but the swell I felt against my pubs confirmed that at least one head knew what it wanted.

"Go" I said flatly. "He's your present so YOU have to unwrap him "I emphasized.

I leaned back and whispered into his ear, "I think he's feeling pretty ridiculous standing there in that bow so do him a favor and get the silly thing off him."

"But" he started before I cut him off.

"No buts mister. This is your present" I whispered into his ear in a calm, reassuring tone.

We were both quiet for several long seconds while we stood there searching each others eyes. A funny thought crossed my mind. Try as I might I just couldn't control the muscles of my face. I broke into a grin and chuckled.

"What?" Bob questioned

"Well" I drawled while I contemplated whether to actually say what I was thinking.

"Well what?" he chided me.

"Ohhhhhh" I droned in a soft voice not louder than a whisper.

Still, I hesitated to repeat the thought that shot through my sex craved brain. Finally I took a deep breath and shrugged my shoulders. I'd gone this far so why back away now.

"Uhmmm" I started still unsure of how to say it. "Maybe it's more like he's our present. Still, I got him for you. I wrapped the gift so you have to unwrap it. I mean him." I finished.

"Now go on" I added with a soft smile. "You know damn well you want to".

I felt the air go out of him when he sighed signaling his acceptance of my suggestion.

"This might be a little awkward" he whispered before he released me.

"Yeah" I sighed into his ear. "But it should be one hell of a lot of fun" I teased.

When he released his tight grip I turned so that we were both looking at Rick. He was still down on one knee and his slightly swollen cock and soft, low hanging balls hung between his wide spread legs.

"Hey Rick" I encouraged. "Stand up so Bob can get to that bow. It's time for him to unwrap his present."

Rick's look changed to a questioning glance and it seemed he was searching my eyes to determine exactly what I had in mind. Still, he'd agreed on the phone that he was open to whatever I wanted; whatever would excite me and give me pleasure. But as I starred back at him I realized what he was silently asking. "Was I intending for him and Bob to actually touch each other? " Suddenly I was asking myself the same thing.

Bob moved toward Rick slowly and then, like a typical man he extended his hand and they exchanged a traditional male greeting with a hearty hand shake. Instead of getting down to business they stood there talking like any two friends would do and the fact that they were totally naked seemed to fade from both their minds. I knew that couldn't possibly be true but they were attempting to act as if nothing was amiss.

"You guys can talk later" I chided them. "For now it's Christmas and time for presents."

That seemed to bring them back into the moment. They looked at each other and just shrugged. Bob reached out and searched for the tail of the bow but I'd cut it so short he ended up running his fingers around the girth of Rick semi flaccid dick looking for it. The real shock to me was just how interesting it looked to see my husband touching another guy's cock.

While I watched Bob's fingers move around the stiffening shaft of Rick's strange dick searching for the end of the ribbon, I thought back on the conversation when Bob first told me of his new found desires. I remembered telling him that seeing him touching another man is something I was not interested in ever seeing. But, the burning ache in my groin and the sudden flow I felt draining from my burning center was undeniable. I was still confused at my reaction but couldn't deny the growing excitement I felt over watching them.

Finally he found the tail and pulled until the bow came apart and fell to the floor. Bob stood looking at Rick's growing erection not knowing exactly what to do next but his own straining, painfully hard cock and the sparkle in his eyes let me know he wasn't as unsure of himself as he appeared to be. After a few seconds Bob gripped both sides of the ribbon wrapped around Rick's hips and connected at his soft curls. He pulled the ends apart but to everyone's surprise the ribbon didn't fall away. I realized Rick must have been perspiring a bit from his own nervous reaction and that the ribbon was stuck to the moisture on his skin.

"Looks like you're going to have to peel that off him" I encouraged.

He was still hesitant but slowly pressed his hands against Rick's skin and pushed them around both sides. The ribbon was really sticking to his skin and Bob ended up running his hands around Rick's body until he was cupping most of his nice ass in his hands. Again I felt the rush of fluid and increasing heat in my core.

Once the ribbon fell away Bob straightened up and looked back to me.

"Don't look at me" I giggled. "It's your toy...I mean present" I giggled even more. "Now you need to play with it."

"In fact" I added in a confident tone even though my emotions were anything but confident, "It looks like a very tasty holiday treat. Maybe you should taste it and let me know if you think I'd want any of it" I teased him even more.

Bob's expression was totally blank. He knew what I was suggesting but it was equally obvious that he was hesitant and unsure if I really meant what I'd said. After all, I'd told him on more than one occasion that if he and Rick wanted some time alone it was okay with me but that I didn't want to be a part of it. However, right at that moment, I found I really wanted nothing more than to see him touching and maybe even sucking this strange man's cock.

Reluctantly he turned back to Rick and reached out until his fingers touched Rick's prick for the first time. My eyes followed his fingers and I giggled softly to myself. Poor Rick, with each change of tone while Bob and I figured out what we wanted to do next, his cock got hard and soft and then hard again. By the time Bob reached out to finally touch it, it was wilted and soft once again.

Still, Bob slowly stroked his fingers over it and gently tugged at the pliable member until it finally started to swell again. As he toyed with another man's dick for the first time in his life he'd look back to me to check my reaction every few seconds. Each time I just smiled and nodded my approval.

Finally Rick's cock was fully engorged. The thick veins extended up the length of his shaft and the wide flared crown slowly changed from flesh tone to pink and then almost purple. I was mesmerized watching my husband toying with another man's prick and unconsciously drug my fingers over my turgid clit and ran them up and down the length of my dripping slit.

A huge clear pearl of pre-cum formed in the slit of the one-eyed monster and again Bob looked back to judge my reaction. By then I was lightly fingering my clit with one hand and tweaking my near painful nipples with the other.

"Go ahead" I managed in a lust filled whisper. "Taste him. I want to see you taste him" I encouraged in short, raspy bursts of sound.

Bob turned back to Rick and slowly sunk to his knees in front of him. He just held Rick's cock in his hand while he starred at it and I was afraid he'd wait so long that the clear drop of Rick's essence would stream to the floor. Finally Bob leaned in and tentatively extended his tongue until I watched as he lifted the salty-sweet gem from the mushroomed crown of Rick's penis.

Bob pulled back while looking intently at the throbbing man's cock he held in his grip. His lips were moving slightly and I could tell he was exploring the taste and texture of another man's fluids on his tongue for the first time. While he savored the salty-sweet liquid in his mouth I watched as he gripped Rick's throbbing dick at its base and milked it toward the tip until an even larger clear diamond oozed from its slit. When he leaned in the second time it was apparent he'd given into the realization of his long time desires. Any thoughts of hesitation or reservation were gone. In their place was pure, illicit desire and wanton lust.

I watched in silent awe as Bob extended his tongue until it pressed against the underside of Rick's flared cock head. He rolled his tongue around the girth of Rick's dick and then lifted the shinny pearl onto his oral probe. Again he savored it for a brief second but quickly pressed the tip to his moistened lips. I heard the sharp intake of my own breath as I watched most of Rick's phallus disappeared deep into my husband's hungry mouth.

A low moan escaped Rick's lips from the pleasure his friend's mouth, was sending through his body. His hands shot to Bob's head and Bob offered no resistance when Rick pressed against his bald skull until even more of his friend's cock disappeared deep into his oral cavity.

Bob seemed to know instinctively what to do and within only a second or two was pumping his head up and down the length of Rick's glistening shaft. Each time he pulled back until only the head was still between his lips. I assumed Bob must have rolled his tongue under the crown against the sensitive glands because each time, Rick's body shook slightly and a deeper, more lust filled groan sounded from deep in his throat.

Finally Bob seemed totally lost in what he was doing. Even in my lust I realized that it really must be true, no one knows how to please you like someone of the same sex. Bob gripped the base of Rick's shaft with the fingers of one hand. He trailed his fingers behind his lips jacking Rick's slick meat with each bob of his head. While he gave Rick one of the most sensual blow jobs I've ever seen he also cupped and tugged at his smooth, clean shaven balls. When I saw that his large, heavy nuts had drawn up into a tight little mound I knew Rick was getting close to his release. I wondered just how Bob would handle it but I didn't have long to wait for my answer.

"Cummin!" Rick hissed through gritted teeth. "OhhhhhFFffUCK, I'm gonna cum" he moaned.

To my utter surprise Bob didn't pull back. In fact, I was certain he increased the tempo and intensity of his cock sucking until I saw Rick's body go rigid. When the spasming muscles caused him to shake I well knew that the first, powerful blast of cream had exploded into my husband's willing mouth. The way Bob's back heaved I knew he was fighting his gag reflex and even in my near delirious state I chuckled quietly to myself. At least now he'd have a better appreciation for what's like to have an angry cock filling your mouth and blasting thick, pungent streams of liquid into your throat.

Still, he didn't back away or release the gushing cock from his lips. He seemed to get his reflexes under control pretty quickly and, if it was possible, intensified his efforts even more.

The erotic and illicit sexual images flooded my lust filled eyes and my own body erupted in orgasmic release. My body shook and trembled while I continued to frantically finger my spasming clit. The release was so intense my knees buckled and I almost sunk to the floor. When I finally opened my eyes Bob was still kneeling in front of Rick and was gently stroking his rapidly wilting manhood.

Gentle waves of orgasmic bliss were still rippling through my trembling body and Rick was still cupping Bob's shinny bald head in his hands. Every muscle in his body was tense and distended and his eyes were closed tight. Then, with a sigh I watched the tension drain from him and he released Bob's head from his tight grip. Bob pulled his lips free of Rick's prick but continued to slowly stroke the slightly softer but still swollen prick of another man with his hand.

It took several minutes for us all to calm down but Bob was still toying with Rick's dick when he finally turned his head and looked up at me. The look in his eyes was certainly lustful and his own stiff cock throbbed with each heartbeat. There was no doubt he'd totally enjoyed his very special Christmas present. Still, his look was also mixed with questioning and his eyes seemed to beg for my approval.

I could only whisper, "That was incredible".

Bob released Rick's shrinking manhood, rose back to his feet, and pulled me into his arms. We clung to each other more desperately than we had in too many years and our tongues intertwined and probed the others mouth with deep passion and lust filled hunger. The pungent taste of Rick's cum was strong on his lips and I hungrily explored his mouth with my tongue as we relished and savored the moment together. When we finally broke our kiss I realized that I didn't want Bob to have any bad feelings over his open act of sexuality towards our new friend. There was only one way I knew to complete the experience for us all.

"Your turn" I cooed to Rick when I looked up into his soft, blue eyes. "I think Bob is ready for the next part of his present.

Rick smiled a sheepish smile and shrugged as if to say, "Whatever you want. Besides, I have no real choice after all that."

I turned out of Bob's arms, reached out for Rick's hand and tugged him closer to us. Whether it was that the uncertainty of the encounter had passed of if he was just more confident than Bob I didn't know. What was very obvious was that, at least by then, Rick didn't have any of the hesitancy Bob had experienced. He readily reached out and gripped Bob's throbbing manhood and stroked up and down its length before he sank to his knees in front of him.

I was again totally mesmerized while I watched the decant scene playing out before my lust crazed eyes. Rick pressed his face against Bob's upper thigh and cupped the length of his shaft against his cheek while he tongued around the base of Bob's thick cock. Then he licked up one side of it and down the other several times before he dipped his head and I watched while he bathed Bob's tightening balls with his tongue.

When he moved back up the length of Bob's now glistening shaft, Rick cocked his head and wrapped his lips around the underside of the dark purple crown. Bob shuddered and jerked each time Rick drug his hot, wet tongue across the super sensitive glands and when it seemed Bob couldn't take another touch, Rick pressed his lips against the head and pushed forward until at least 5 of Bob's 7+ inches filled his mouth.

Bob moaned and all but growled at the intense pleasure Rick was giving him. Rick quickly got into rhythm and was bobbing his head up and down the length of Bob's slick shaft. With each thrust of his head it seemed more and more of Bob's length disappeared into Rick's hungry mouth. There was no way Bob could take much more of this.

Rick sensed it too and pulled back until his open mouth was only an inch away from the tip of Bob's red and angry prick. Rick slid his hand up and down the slickened length as he jacked him furiously until I saw the first powerful stream of thick, white cream erupt from Bob's spasming dick and into Rick's waiting mouth.

"OHHHMYYYGAWD" I thought to myself.

What I had been taught, everything I ever believed up until that very moment told me the forbidden, illicit act of bi-sexuality playing out in front of me should be nasty; gross; disgusting. But it wasn't. Even as my own body spasmed again I realized that watching these two men pleasuring each other only made me feel hot and sexy; naughty and erotic.

Rick swallowed the first stream of man cream quickly and then plunged his mouth down the full length of Bob's spasming cock until his nose was buried against Bob's pubs. I had moved to the side to get the best view of the forbidden sex act I could and saw Rick's throat muscles working hard over and over again. I well knew that the spasms in his throat were massaging the super-sensitive head of Bob's cock and that Rick was eagerly drinking down the full load Bob was pumping directly into his throat. Finally the pressure became too much for Bob and he jerked back forcefully until his softening prick pulled from Rick's tightly pursed lips with an audible pop.

Bob's eyes were closed tightly but once he pulled himself free of Rick's cum filled mouth, I watched as they opened slowly. Bob and I stood looking at each other; each searching the others eyes for signs of our true feelings about what just happened. Even if there were "Buyers Remorse" tomorrow, for the moment it was obvious we were both not only alright with it, we were both filled with more raw lust than we'd experienced in much too long.

I glanced down to see Rick licking at Bob's shrinking manhood and was surprised when he milked the now pliable phallus until the last drop of his thick, white cum formed in the slit. Rick extended his tongue and lifted it off, swallowed it down and then slowly sucked it back into his mouth and pumped up and down the length very slowly several times.

Rick stood up and the guys both looked at me for signs of approval. I walked to them and gripped both their softened cocks in my hand. I could only manage a whisper but said, "Gawd, that was so hot".

Both guys gave a sheepish grin but I didn't linger in fear of an uncomfortable atmosphere settling in. I leaned in and kissed Bob softly on the lips and then turned and kissed Rick the same way. I was certain I heard a soft moan of approval deep in Bob's throat while he watched my lips pressed to a strange man's for the first time.

I alternated between their lips several times before the kisses became both longer and more intense. As much and as long as I had put off Bob's offer of such an erotic encounter, I couldn't believe just how totally hot and sexy I felt standing there making out with two naked men.

Standing between them with a man on each side I was not in a position to hug either of them. But, the position gave them unfettered access to my body and I shuddered when I felt Bob cup my ass in one of his hands and Rick press his against the middle of my back. At the same instant it seemed they both captured one of my exposed breasts in their free hand and my body shuddered again at the combined attention they were giving me.

Now it was my turn and a satisfied smile crossed my lips when I realized they had both cum so hard it would take them quite some time to recover. I simply love to be touched and kissed and licked for a very long time when making love and knew I was in for a real treat while they regained their masculine composure.

While I was kissing Bob, Rick kissed my cheek and then started tracing the opening of my ear with his tongue. My body shook from the intense pleasure and I moaned into Bob's mouth. For the next 20 or maybe even 30 minutes the guys took turns kissing my lips and playing sensual mouth games while the other kissed and licked and nibbled at my neck and ears. The intensity of my need for release had passed after the two intense orgasms I'd had while watching the guys. In its place were the kinds of warm, continuous waves of pleasure washing through me like a soft, near continuous orgasm that only a woman can ever experience.

My eyes were closed and I was lost in the sensual bliss of their combined attention when I felt Bob take my hand in his a tug gently. When I opened my eyes his face was close to mine and his own eyes were soft and filled with what I felt was a mixture of deep, emotional love and total sexual desire.

"Come on" he whispered softly. "You'll be more comfortable on the bed."

Every muscle in my body was limp and I felt too weak to consider moving but did manage a soft in response. We just looked deeply and intently into each others eyes for a long, sensual moment. By then I was lost in a place I'd never been before as I allowed the two men to gently pleasure me for an extended time. Still, I felt the need to say something to Bob but seemed to not be able to form a coherent thought.

"Thank you" I finally whispered. "I never dreamed...." My words trailed off into silence again.

Bob wrapped me in his arms and pulled me to him tenderly. The firmness of his hug wasn't sexual and felt like the embodiment of love; total love and caring and somehow I felt safer, more secure than I could remember feeling in my life. My husband was sharing my body with another man for our mutual pleasure but the way he held me let me know he would never share my heart. I was loved. In that moment I understood there was nothing Bob wouldn't do for me; nothing he wouldn't allow the woman he loved so deeply to experience.

When Bob released his firm, almost desperate grip on me he pulled back and looked into my eyes again. We melded into deep, emotional kiss that was deeper than any sexual desire can ever be. While we shared our tender moment Rick pressed his warm body against my back and nuzzled his lips to the soft flesh at the base of my neck. Rick had come to visit for raw, forbidden sex with his friend's wife but somehow, even his touch was no longer sexual. He too touched me in a way that melted me even more. There was no relationship between us except sex and the possibility of a growing friendship but somehow, even his touch made me feel loved and cared for.

Any relationship of time drifted away from me so I don't know how long the three of us shared the tender, loving moment. I was only aware that at some point their touches became more sensual and that I was starting to become extremely aroused once again. A shiver caused my body to tremble in their arms and suddenly I became aware of the moisture flowing from my center and the rising heat in my core.

While Rick kissed at my skin he slid his hands around my side and over my stomach until he cupped both breasts in his hands. At the same time Bob slid his hands to my side and around my body until he gripped the naked cheeks of my butt. That was the first time I realized these two sexy men seemed to have a sixth sense about what they were doing; about how they wanted to pleasure me. Their movements and touches seemed to be coordinated, even practiced. One's touch always seemed to compliment and add to the others.

I was also aware that where Bob's hands were gently kneading the flesh of my ass, the backs of them were also pressed against Rick's soft cock. The realization that neither of them had any reservations about touching the other while they pleasured me caused me to smile inside. Suddenly I was very happy we'd started all this with them pleasuring each other because now there was no need for any pretense should one of them touch the other in any way. They were free to touch and pleasure me in any way they wanted.

I felt Bob flex his fingers backwards against Rick's body. Again they communicated perfectly without a word spoken between them. Rick stepped back, Bob slipped his hand into mine, and he led me down the hallway to our bedroom. When we neared the bed he turned and laid me back onto cool sheets. Bob slid in on one side of me and Rick on the other. The feeling of their masculine frames pressing against my flesh, trapping my feminine form between them was unlike anything I'd ever experienced.

Again I took turns kissing them deeply while their hands stroked over my body. While I was kissing Bob I sensed movement when Rick pulled himself to his knees in the bed beside me. When I looked up he was looking down on my near naked body with total lust and what I realized was total appreciation of my feminine body. Every time Bob had mentioned engaging Rick in a 3some and even the times I actually considered it, I found I was always concerned, maybe even afraid this younger man wouldn't find my body attractive and desirable. But, as Rick cut his eyes to mine and then trailed them down over my body again, I suddenly felt more beautiful, more desirable than I could ever remember. He wanted me the way a man wants a woman and I reveled in it. Why, I wondered, had I fought Bob's offer of such total and complete pleasure for so long?

When I turned back to Bob and pressed my lips to his I felt Rick's hands press against each side of my neck and then stroke slowly and tenderly down over my upper chest until his finger tips barely grazed my sensitive nipples. I sucked in a deep breath from the sudden rush of pleasure flowing through my body but was totally unprepared for the sensations he was about to create in me. Rick removed his hands from my skin for what seemed a tortuous long time before I felt his fingers press against the flesh at my shoulders.

That time it was the back of his hands and he lightly drug the very tip of his nails over my skin. When I felt them touch the upper mound of my breasts I sucked in my breath again and arched my back. But when he continued down over my full, 36C tits until he ever so lightly pulled his nails across my extended, rigid nipples, I moaned into Bob's mouth and arched off the bed so violently I lifted him up with me. My body shook and trembled and I moaned and cooed into Bob's mouth. While my both shook and writhed under their combined attention I marveled that they could give me such an intense orgasm without ever touching my clit.

When the tremors finally subsided I felt Rick cup both breasts in his hands and then lightly, lovingly rolled my nipples between his finger and thumb. The sensations these two men were giving me were more intense than anything I could remember. Bob continued kissing me but also smoothed his hand down over my body until I felt it on my upper thigh. He stroked my stocking covered skin and trailed his fingers up onto the bare skin above them but when I arched my hips in an attempt to get him to touch my gushing pussy he moved them away. These two guys were intent on pleasuring me for a very, very long time. They had cum and felt no urgency to hurry in any way.

Again I cooed and moaned into Bob's mouth when Rick pulled one of my light pink areolas into his warm, wet mouth and gently rolled his tongue across it and my still tingling nipple. While Rick pleasured my tits Bob kissed down over my neck until he was kissing and licking and nibbling at my upper chest. They both stroked up and down my thighs and across my tummy. Even though my stomach was covered by the lacy bustier, their touch sent shivers of pleasure coursing through me.

As the passion and need grew in me I arched my ass up off the bed in a vain attempt to force one of them to touch my liquid center but neither would give into to my desperate need. Instead they seemed intent on continuing their pleasurable torture until I screamed.

Bob had told Rick on a number of occasions just how sensitive my nipples become when I'm aroused and how I crave more and more pressure on them as I get closer to release. He rolled them between his finger and thumb, pinched and tugged them away from my chest painfully hard, bit them with his teeth and seemed to revel in bringing me to the brink over and over only again. Each time the tension grew in my body until I was on the verge of release and each time he pulled back from my super sensitive nubs until the pressure in my gut subsided.

Finally when I thought I'd go out of my mind if one of them didn't touch me and give me the release I needed so badly, Rick bit down on one nipple and forcefully pinched the other digging the fingernail of his thumb into his forefinger with my tingling little nub trapped between them. I moaned and cried out as my body shook violently under their combined attention. I screamed and thrashed between them and it seemed every cell in my body exploded in orgasmic release at the same instant.

My world darkened and my head spun from the incredible waves of pleasure crashing against my very soul. The world seemed to stand still and I had no sense of time or space as I lay there trembling between these two incredibly amazing lovers. When the intense sensations began to subside and I regained some sense of myself I tried to open my eyes but it seemed they were too heavy; that I was too spent to manage it. Still, when the sight of the room began to clear in my mind I looked up to see two smiling faces looking down on me.

They were both still lightly stroking my legs and stomach and the soft, continuous feelings of human touch drifted through me like a gentle summer breeze. In the fog I thought they might leave me to some much needed rest, even sleep. Instead, Bob leaned over and kissed me softly just as I felt Rick's warm, soft lips on the exposed skin just above the tops of my stockings.

When I felt him kissing my upper thighs I thought he would move to my flowing slit but still, he was in control and was in no rush. His kisses were soft and gentle and his touch thoughtful; even loving. While Rick nibbled at my exposed skin, up the crease of my legs and just above my pubic mound, Bob kissed his way down my neck and to my upper chest. The two men touched and stroked and kissed and nibbled at my body until I felt the tension start to grow deep inside me once again.

My soft coos and deep breaths signaled my rising passion and both men increased the intensity of their touches. By the time Rick was kissing and licking his tongue up the juncture of leg and body Bob was gently kissing the soft mounds of my breasts and nipping at taunt nipples. Instinctively I pressed one hand to the back of Bob's head and laced the fingers of the other through Rick's golden hair. I pressed both their heads tighter to my body in hopes they would in some seemingly impossible way give me even more pleasure than they already were.

I whimpered and raised my butt off the bed in a desperate attempt to force Rick's mouth to my center but each time he moved his lips away, denying me the pleasure I needed. Finally, after I heard myself begging, pleading with them to let me cum, I felt Rick's warm lips cover the top of my opening and his hot tongue rake up the length of my flowing slit.

I moaned and cooed and undulated my ass up and down as I tried to fuck his face with my gushing cunt. Again he took his time. He pulled back only to trail his soft tongue up each side of my opening between my swollen labia and outer lips. I offered no resistance when he pressed his hands under my thighs and pushed them up until my butt was rolled up fully exposing my dripping gash to his unrelenting tongue.

Rick licked and sucked and kissed at my skin and even bathed the cheeks of my ass with his hot, wet tongue. But when the tip of it ventured across my tight rosebud I sucked in my breath and arched pulling it away from his mouth. I never allowed any kind of anal play and my actions were instinctual. Rick willingly pulled back and turned his attention to my pussy, licking it from bottom to top several times. I don't know when he touched my virgin opening again but by the time I realized what he was doing, he was rolling his silky tongue across and around my nether opening. His nose was pressed into my flowing gash and my clit ground against the boney ridge of it.

Any resistance I typically have was gone and I just gave into the sensual pleasures he was giving me. The feeling of his tongue flicking at my tight hole while he rocked his head massaging my clit with his nose was incredible. He seemed to sense my rising passion and as I neared my release he raised his head and drew my rigid clit between his lips. Rick pressed his lips together tightly trapping the little nub between them and flicked at it rapidly with his tongue. He never attempted to press it past the opening but still kept his thumb pressed tightly to my slick, wet asshole. The rocking and undulating of my butt as I rushed toward my release caused him to massage by back opening and to my utter surprise, it seemed to intensify the building pressure in my gut.

Finally I exploded and cried out again in ecstatic release. My vocal response surprised me as much as the intensity of my pleasure. Typically I'm very quiet and my loud outburst was very strange for me.

But those thoughts faded from my brain as every part of me focused on my powerful release. I've never felt the rush of fluids that seemed to spray forcefully from my liquid center. I've heard about women who ejaculate during orgasm but had never experienced it myself. That may not be what even happened. All I knew was that it seemed all the fluid in my body was spraying out of me onto Rick's face and into his hungry mouth.

By the time the most intense part of my orgasm subsided I felt Rick move on the bed and looked up to see him towering over me between my splayed thighs. His eyes were soft but the sexual hunger and need was clear on his face. I looked to see him gripping his rigid cock just as he pressed the rubbery crown to my opening.

This time he wasn't patient nor was he lingering for my pleasure. I gasped and moaned when he drove the full length of his steely manhood balls deep into my slick, molten center. The feeling of being filled by a strange man's cock for the first time in over 30 years was incredible. When his pubic bone crushed into mine the pressure triggered another release and my inner muscles spasmed and flexed around the invading phallus.

As the tension began to subside, Rick rocked his ass back until only the mushroomed head still parted my lips. He stopped as if waiting for me to come to terms with the emptiness inside me and then plunged back into me again. Each time he did this it triggered another orgasm in me until it seemed one rolled into the next without ever fully subsiding.

I looked over to see Bob propped up on his outstretched arms. His eyes were glued the junction of his wife's and his friend's bodies. The lust in his eyes over finally seeing, finally experiencing the vision of a strange cock invading the pussy that had been his and his alone for so many years contorted his face with awe and wonder.

He looked to my eyes and immediately covered my lips with his. We kissed and hungrily sucked on each others tongues while Rick continued to plunge in and out of my spasming pussy with slow, deliberate strokes.

Finally the sensations in his cock began to build and as they did so to did the intensity and forcefulness of his thrusts. Just before Rick peaked and filled me with his strange seed Bob pulled away from my lips, covered one of my tits with his mouth and then bit my nipple painfully hard.

I cried out in a mixture of pain and intense pleasure just as I felt the flood of Rick's thick, hot cum flood against the core of my being. Each time his cock flexed my inner muscles squeezed his invading shaft tightly and each time I felt another forceful blast of his cream explode inside me. Every time I moaned in ecstatic release, Bob seemed to bite down on the one nipple even harder while forcefully pinching and painfully stretching the other away from my body. But at the height of my release the pain in my nipples seemed to flood directly to my spasming cunt and only made my orgasm all the more intense.

Finally I felt the tension drain from Rick's body. He still held my ass in his strong hands with it lifted off the bed to more perfectly meet his own body. I reveled in the aftershocks of my release and tried to focus on the sensations of being filled by a strangers cock. Sadly for us both he wilted and slipped from my cum filled pussy all too soon.

As soon as I collapsed back into the mattress Bob rose off the bed and crawled down towards my legs. In what seemed to me a perfectly coordinated, if not practiced move, Rick slipped from between my splayed thighs and Bob slipped in.

The look on his face was total, animalistic lust and hunger. He never cut his eyes to mine. Instead they were fixed on his wife's red and abused pussy and the stranger's thick, white cum dripping from it. He held his throbbing manhood in his hand and pressed the flared crown between my still wide stretched lips. I could tell he was scooping Rick's cum onto the head as he stroked it up and down my opening several times before, in a single, forceful move, he plunged his long, thick cock deep into my cream filled center.

The added length and girth both stretched and filled me more than Rick's smaller dick had. Both men gave me extreme pleasure with their fingers, their mouths and their hard, throbbing cocks but now I was being totally filled by my husband, the man I loved more at that instant than I could describe.

I stretched my stocking clad legs around d his body, locked my ankles together and dug the spiked heels into his flesh. When I gripped his body with my strong legs I used the added leverage to arch my ass high off the bed and impaled myself on his invading cock even deeper. He drove into me and I tightened my legs with every stroke, pulling his body to mine as tightly as I possibly could.

I was so lost in making love to my husband I didn't sense Rick's movement until he crawled up on the bed beside my head. In a smooth move he straddled my head with his back to the headboard facing Bob. I looked up and saw his low hanging balls as he lowered himself down. They crushed over my eyes just as his slick, cum covered prick touched my lips.

Instinctively I opened my mouth and allowed a strange man to push his slimy, cum covered prick into my mouth for the first time. The texture of our mingled fluids on his dick provided a heady mixture of tastes against my tongue. I thought he'd be totally limp after cumming so hard and was surprised to find that he was easily still ¾ as thick and as long as when fully erect. While Bob fucked me....while we fucked each other, Rick pumped his own cock in and out of my eager mouth. With him partially deflated I easily took all of him into my mouth and reveled in the feeling of his pliable meat as I rolled it around with my tongue.

The rising passion focused all my senses to the juncture of mine and Bob's bodies; his thrusting cock and my gushing pussy. I simply couldn't concentrate on sucking Rick's prick but was vaguely aware that he continued to pump his semi-turgid dick in and out of my mouth while Bob and I pounded against each other harder and faster. I could only imagine the thoughts and feelings flooding Bob's mind while he drove his cock in and out of my cum filled center. I wondered what it felt like to have his pounding cock covered and lubricated by another man's hot, thick spunk while he watched that same man fucking his wife's open mouth.

Bob growled when he slammed into me just as his body shuddered with the first spasm of his release. My body tensed and I felt his hot cream exploding inside me even deeper than Rick's had only moments before. As each spasm subsided Bob pulled back and drove into me again triggering another gut wrenching release as ever more of his pent up cum flooded against my cervix.

I don't know when the spasms subsided. I don't know when they slipped out of my spent openings. The world had gone dark and it seemed my body trembled and quivered for hours before I began to regain my senses. When I finally opened my tired eyes the room was quiet and lit by a soft lamp. I could hear the guys talking down the hall but didn't know how long they had been gone or what they were saying.

I pulled my tired, spent body out of bed and padded toward the bathroom. When I flipped on the light and my eyes squinted from the sudden rush of brightness. As they adjusted enough for me to focus I looked into the mirror and the disheveled look of a woman who'd been totally fucked started back at me. My thighs were a bit crusty so I knew I'd slept for quite some time. Just then I felt a gentle flood liquid that seemed to pour from my swollen, abused pussy. Most of the huge volume of the men's combined cream was still inside of me and the thin, whitish liquid flowed out of me and soaked my stockings all the way to my knees.

"WOW!" I thought to myself. "Anne, you're a total slut, not much more than a common whore."

But even as those derogatory thoughts filled my mind I looked up into the mirror and broke out into a full faced grin.

"You are a slut Anne" I said out loud to myself while peering into the mirror. "And damn girl, you're really good at it" I teased as if talking to someone not present.

I peeled the cum soaked stockings down my legs and cleaned away the dried, crusty semen from my thighs. While I didn't remember Rick cumming again, when I looked up I realized I even had dried cum on my chin and one of my cheeks.

I laughed at myself again. "You're a bigger whore than you ever thought you slut" I giggled out loud.

Once I was cleaned up I turned to walk down the hall toward where I heard the men talking. My first instinct was to grab a robe or even change into a gown but I thought better of it. There was little doubt in my mind that the guys would still be naked so I figured why bother with any attempt at modesty after all we'd done together. Still, I wanted to change out of the tight fitting bustier.

I peeled it off my body and slipped on one of Bob's big, comfy shirts. Looking in the mirror I tried different button combinations but decided I liked leaving it open down the front. When I moved the material flowed away from my body just enough to give a glimpse of my exposed breasts only to close, partially covering them with the next step. I thought the look was sexy and suspected the guys would appreciate it as well.

The first few hours of Rick's visit had been more intense and more incredible than I could have ever imagined. I couldn't see how anything could top it but suspected the three of us would try before the night was over. This was a Christmas present neither Bob or I would ever forget.