An unexpected birthday surprise
written by:
Chris-t6290

Story outline: Angela and Rachel, friends since college, decide to throw a joint birthday surprise for their husband's, Victor and Mark. All was going well until they gave them their main present, which, unexpectedly, was well received and enjoyed by the four of them.

Out of the two of us, Rachel and myself, I was very much the more organised. And the plan, more than an idea, I had come up with for our husband's forthcoming birthday's was in need of that, right down to the last, almost risqué, surprise we had agreed upon.

Mark and Victor, our husband's respectively, were born ten days apart. In previous years we would just go to one another's home and celebrate them one after the other. This year, though...!

I palled up with Rachel, who started a year later than me, when she was assigned to share my dorm. We got on immediately. She was a breath of fresh air after my previous roommate had been expelled. We met the guys, our future husband's, in the cafeteria. Quite dreamy then and still today, after six years together and married for three.

Before Victor came along, I was quite a horny slut. Admittedly, I let him get inside my thong then my pussy, which, of all the other men, he had made wet. I knew then that he was the one for me and, without being clingy, we started up a relationship.

To my surprise, Rachel and Mark took longer. They were on and off several times before there was a firm commitment; by either. But, in the end, love won and the rest is history.

Catching her during our break - we both managed to work for the same company after we graduated - I pitched my idea. "Their birthdays are only 10 days apart. What say we combine them on Mark's," I said. With his being the first and Rachel's husband, she could hardly and didn't refuse.

"A birthday gift and cake for when they arrive followed by a meal at a restaurant, then...!" I stalled, looking for her reaction. "Let's...let's make it a birthday they'll never forget, Rachel, something risqué," I smiled, while my thong moistened at what I had in mind if my colleague and best friend was game.

"How risqué," she intoned, although I couldn't detect, from her voice, anyway, if it was a question or profound interest.

"What I'm thinking is, we take them back to yours, or mine," I quickly suggested. "Then, upstairs where we get changed into something sexy and do an erotic striptease for them. Our spare room's always made up, and...!" intimating taking our mate to bed and...!

"Okay!" she agreed. "Of course, bringing it forward, we'll have to let them know, it won't be a surprise," Rachel was quick to point out.

"No, you're right, but everything, especially the ‘sex bit'," I whispered, which brought a florid blush to her cheeks.

Several weeks later, the eve of Mark's birthday and our surprise, while Victor was licking my pussy and ass with me up on all fours on our bed, I said: "Emn, you do that so well, lover."

Although I can't speak for Rachel and Mark, and she's never once complained to me about their marriage, Victor and I enjoy a healthy sex life and with him letting me take the lead; well, to begin with. I initiate it, but he's my master and commander.

"You know, emn, it's your birthday soon," I tempted him.

"Ten days soon," he said between licks. "Why, what have you got me?" Victor rejoined, and then his tongue diddled my anus and his fingers slipped inside my wet pussy.

"Hurmn, hold that there a moment," I said, as what he was pleasurably doing and about to do vied with what I needed to tell him.

"Rachel and I have decided to throw a joint birthday party, hurmn, for you and Mark. Emn, don't stop with that, lover.

"It will start here, tomorrow, Victor, so come straight home. Ermn, no early weekend drinking with Mark and your mates from work or you won't get the surprises we have lined up for you. Okay," I impressed upon him. "Now, give me your cock," I said, and for the next 45 minutes we were fucking like teenagers, Victor's lovely firm cock filling all my secret places, in particular, my lovely tight little asshole.

The next morning, as we had breakfast together, Victor asked where his present from me was. "You'll get that and more this evening, just be sure to be here," I reminded him. When he kissed me goodbye and moved his hand to feel how wet I was from the previous night's sex, I surprised my husband by pushing him away with a teasing smile, one I hoped he would hold onto at work and bade him goodbye until that evening.

As much as I would normally welcome my husband's attention, Rachel, with both her change of clothes for the evening, was due to arrive shortly and before we went to work. Thankfully, it wasn't that far, just a 20 minute car ride away, not like Mark and Victor who had a 40 minute train ride ahead of them, which would give us ample time to have a quick shower and get changed after work.

Having let Rachel in, she took her bags up to my room where, I noticed upon our return, she hung up the dress for the evening meal and left the lingerie for our erotic striptease in the other bag along with her present.

"What do you think?" I said, when I showed Rachel the cakes I had designed and baked.

"Emn, quite...suggestive," she averred, with a delicious smile.

They were round and about five inches in diameter. Almost butterfly type cakes. However, the channel through the middle, which was a pink icing between white was more indicative of a woman's pussy; I even added a white glacier pearl to the top for the clitoris.

"Wait until they get their teeth into these this evening," I said, adding a contemplative smile before placing them in the fridge until we returned.

As the work day dragged, I was getting all the more horny, not just at the thought of the eventuality: the cakes I had baked, the meal, the erotic show that Rachel and I would put on. but having sex, fucking in the room not far from where Rachel and Mark would be doing similar.

With the four of us being as close as we were, and me being the slut I was, I had often wondered if we could be closer, sharing our men with one another. Obviously, that rested with Rachel while I knew Mark would jump at the opportunity to have me. As for Victor, he's inclined to do whatever makes me happy and that's one of the many reasons I love him so. I was just finishing up my thoughts when Rachel popped her head in my office door.

"Looking forward to tonight," she exclaimed, having noticed my vacant look.

"What? Yes, yes I was...I am," I smiled, a glowing feeling sweeping through me as I withdrew my sticky fingers from my moist thong. ‘Two cocks, almost like being back at college,' I thought, as I sat up and hibernated my computer from the off button on the keyboard and then joined Rachel for a spot of lunch.

Eventually, and with some hesitation on her part, the conversation over the dining table got around to the evening's finale. "Are you going to be okay, you know, Mark and me, in the spare room," Rachel enquired.

"Sure, so long as you don't mind the noise coming from our room," I rejoined, thereby deflecting any concern she had of their lovemaking rituals.

"I still haven't...we haven't, I mean," she intoned, Rachel referring to not having yet tried anal sex with Mark, something I took to when I was 19 and had urged my close friend to try.

Her indication, however, summoned up my earlier thoughts and my clit throbbed, yet again in need of attention. It would have to wait. I dare say Victor would have his hand high up on my thigh, especially with the dress I had chosen for our meal. Before that, though, I had a work schedule to complete, one that I finished with time to spare.

"Finished. Good," I exclaimed, and with the computer shut down until Monday I went and found Rachel who was similarly ready.

Arriving home with a good 35 minutes before our men folk were due, I got out of my work clothes and went to the bathroom. There, I ran into Rachel who was also naked.

"Oh," I said, as I stopped, letting her go first.

"Come on," she said, "there's little time to take one separately," and with that, I followed.

Rachel was right, of course, there was ample room for two in the cubicle, a place where I had enjoyed many a sensual fuck with Victor as the water sprayed our engaging bodies. It also added a warm fluidity when he reamed my tight asshole.

I wasn't shocked to notice that my former college roomy was shaved. Her hairless mound was almost like that of the birthday cakes I had baked while her clit was well hidden. By contrast, if it hadn't been for the dark pubes, which framed my lips while obscuring my part protruding pearl, I may have felt slightly embarrassed. All the same, though, I felt a frisson when Rachel soaped me down; front and back. She left me to tend to my lower parts and then invited me to do the same for her.

I was suddenly overcome with a desire to soap my best friend all over, to feel her silky smooth mound and run my finger along the groove of her pussy. I've never been attracted to a woman, but, there, in the stall, and with the water cascading onto Rachel's body, flicking her nipples and trailing down her smooth mound...!

With me, I received continuous flicks of my pubes as the spray caught them while the effects of the water hitting my aroused clit was murder but in a delightful way. ‘Yes, both my husband and I would enjoy his present,' I told myself, as I washed off the soap and, presently followed by Rachel, stepped out of the cubicle, removed the shower cap and wrapped a towel around myself.

Since her change of clothes for before and after the restaurant meal were in my room, we toddled off together and were soon dry. Because Rachel's blonde hair is straight and long, I soon had that which had gotten wet, in spite of a shower cap, blown dry. Shortly thereafter, and with our make-up applied, I pulled on my dress and had Rachel zip it up.

"Wow!" she exclaimed, noticing its tight cut especially around the bust while the slit I mentioned went all the way up to my right hip. No bra and no panties. I wanted to make up for my rejection that morning while being subtly exhibitionistic.

Rachel's dress was red and contrasted perfectly with her blonde tresses, it would also go with the present I had bought them. No bra, but her nipples were far from inviting, I noticed, while mine had hardened in the shower and hadn't relaxed.

"More appealing," I said. But when she gave me a puzzled look, I indicated her nipples in my wardrobe mirror. Not waiting, and what with our husband's due any time soon, I quickly licked the fingers and thumb of each hand and soon had them proud.

"There," I said, and turned Rachel around. I managed to get the zip up just as the front door opened.

"There here and on time," I announced; whereupon, and collecting our bags, we made or way downstairs to meet the birthday boys.

"Happy birthday," we said, as they came into view, and from where I was stood I did a twirl.

"Fantastic," exclaimed Mark, unexpectedly, having noticed the slit in my dress.

"Yeah, you're a knockout...both of you," commended Victor.

"Ravishing," Mark said of Rachel, and held out his arms encouragingly for her to let him embrace her.

"Now, now, there's plenty of time for that later," I said, as he kissed her lips and moulded his right hand to his wife's left breast. "We've got a table booked at a restaurant, and there's your presents and birthday cake, each, if you'll follow us—Mark!" I exclaimed, which had its effect.

In the kitchen, I removed the cakes, which I had covered with a cloth, from the bread bin. Stood in front of them and with Rachel holding the cloth in readiness for the reveal, we exclaimed, ‘happy birthday,' and the delicacies were uncovered.

"That's...they're," Mark intoned, as he took in what I'd created for them.

"You do like it," I said, adding a subtle yet naughty emphasis. To a man, and in answer to that, both Mark and Victor picked one up, admired it at close quarters and took a bite. When I was mixing the pink icing, two days ago, I had a mind to add some of my own natural taste for authenticity, but decided that they would get the real thing from us before the day was over.

"Erm, hurmn, lovely," they both applauded, while Rachel went and fetched our presents from where we had hidden them that morning.

"Happy birthday, Mark," I said, as he finished off the cake and licked his lips before accepting my gift. Unwrapped, it was two edible thongs.

"Why two?" he asked, almost as puzzled as his wife was a short while ago.

"There's one for each of you," I said, still holding the joint present from us to Victor.

"Alright," exclaimed Rachel, and in no time at all, she had her one unwrapped, her damp thong off and the edible one in its place.

"This is from both of us," I said to Victor. It was an adult game linked to '50 shades'. A six sided dice had a different colour on each face, and the colours corresponded to sets of cards with instructions on them. "For later, though," I intoned.

"Maybe together," Rachel cooed. Was my close friend and work colleague hinting at...or, with what we had in store for after the meal, a bit frisky, especially after Mark's welcome greeting.

Rachel's present was something else. A book. Not just any book, but one she had typed up at work and carefully collated before printing it out and stapling it together. It had an erotic title and her name on the cover.

"Wow, this, this is hot. You really wrote this, yourself," Mark, obviously excited, and, by the movement in his pants, in more ways than one, extolled. I'd never yet seen his cock, but, according to Rachel, it was long and reasonably thick and just then it was flinching as he read some of her book.

"Restaurant, guys," I hurried them, and with that, the game and the book, which I had a quick peek at, part way in, were left on the table. ‘Rachel, you slut,' I thought, before following behind and locking the door as I left.

"I didn't know you had it in you," I lilted about the book, having caught up to her.

"I've got three of them in e reader form," Rachel, lowly, told me, as I unlocked the front off-side and then she, followed by Mark, got inside.

As we waited for our meal, Victor's hand travelled up my leg and over my knee. At that point, I moved my right leg closer, which caused the apron of my dress to draw further apart. I couldn't, though, and as his hand continued along my humid inner thigh to my moist pubic valley, get the thought of Mark's cock out of my mind. It's not that I was jealous; however, its movement and presence in my lounge, had awakened something inside me.

Our intended striptease for them, when we returned home, was set to arouse them. The plan after that was we would take our mate to separate but almost adjoining rooms and, well, fuck.

"Oh!" I responded, when my husband's touch brought me back to then; the restaurant.

I was wet, of course, though how much of my wetness, which Victor smiled his appreciation at discovering, was influenced by his friend and colleague, I had no idea and little concern for as my man pleasurably stroked the folds of my wet sex. I had to bite my lip to stifle the effects of the climax his attention was literally stirring inside me. Afterwards, I took a long drink of water to cool myself down. My face was warm and florid, Mark noticed, having thrown me a subtle grin.

‘Can I, could I, should I,' I mused, only for our plates of food to arrive and then the only thought I had was enjoying the meal I had ordered. What little noise there was from us, was complementary to the fine meals, each one different, and the exquisite wine.

When I came to pay the bill, Rachel and I having agreed to go halves but put it on my card, Victor, who had his left hand on my naked backside, produced his, saying, "That's okay, I've got this," and then squeezed my ass to have me comply.

"We've got a couple of more treats in store for you—both," Rachel intoned, as we made our way to where I had parked the car. They'd only had a single bottle of wine between them after my measured amount; me being the designated driver. Rachel was obviously merry and looking forward to the next surprise, our strip show. I, on the other hand, was aching to be spread-eagled and fucked hard by a cock, and there it was again, I noticed, as I held the rear door open for our guests.

Half-consciously, I salivated my lips as I closed the door and then got in my side, the one that had the slit in my dress.

"Behave, Mark," Rachel cooled his jets, and held her hands out before her.

"There's plenty of time for fun and games back at the house," I told him, just as Victor drew the apron of my skirt back to reveal my moist dark pussy in the moonlight. Quite romantic, but what I had to offer would need to wait; whereupon, and to his dismay, I drew it back, turned the key and got us home as quickly as was legal.

"I've got to have you," Victor insisted, once the world was locked outside.

"We've got guests," I minded him, being a tease in view of things to come, and then we dragged our spouses into the lounge where I put on some music.

Leaving them wondering what was next, we hustled upstairs and quickly changed into our pre-selected lingerie...! Having made our way back to the lounge and stood to the side of the doorframe, I reached in and turned down the dimmer switch. ‘Are you ready, guys?' Rachel called out, and then one after the other we stepped inside. Neither of us knew what to expect but their attention was enough to start our strip show, one that Rachel and I had practised in front of the mirrored doors of our long wardrobe.

They were quite behaved, even when we got close and jiggled our lace covered breasts and wiggled our naked asses at them. Bent forward, and looking back, I slapped my hand down on my right buttock and invited Victor to do the same. Having he done so, I then received a milder slap from Mark on the other cheek, which I welcomed and subsequently moved back so that Rachel could tease them.

The edible thong I had given them was still covering her pussy, and when Rachel bent forward, inclining a bit more than I had, Mark stroked her wet pussy and Rachel let out a moan. Just then, Victor gazed at me, wanting my okay to follow Mark just as he had followed Victor with me. Things were suddenly moving, escalating beyond just a striptease. I was the only sober one amongst us, and yet, I was happy to go along with it; I'd even wanted it.

With our lacy bras removed, Rachel and I stood back to back. We then, just as we had rehearsed it, only with our clothes on, squatted down, but, although sideways on to them, on opposite sides to our respective husband. None of what followed had been rehearsed, it just happened, encouraged by the mood, the near electric atmosphere and our patient audience.

I turned and, mirroring me, Rachel turned also until we were facing each other, our warm pulsing breasts pushed against those of the others.

"Ooo," they swooned, to our delight, then: "Kiss, kiss, kiss," our mates chanted.

Although, and gazing at one another with a ‘why not' look, there was a moment of hesitancy by Rachel followed by me pressing my warm lips to hers, my clit responded immediately; it does that when I kiss Victor. However, and although it was short, it was Rachel.

"Tongues," Victor called out, then Mark echoed it.

I looked at Rachel. She simply smiled, welcoming the suggestion, and then we were kissing, a full on Frenchy. Her tongue was different, sensual and explorative. Mine was more abrasive; wanting to, as with Victor, tangle and tussle with the heat of it all. There was heat, nonetheless, in my pussy, the very core of it where a fire was smouldering. Not only did it go on longer than it should but I became forceful, urging my close friend further back until she was almost prone but with her lower legs folded beneath her.

Rachel was at my bidding while I was the more sober one of us. My kiss became more intense as I lightly, to begin with, ground my pussy, which had become moist, against her smooth one, I dare say my pubes, what there were of them, did more than tickle, as I soon felt her left hand, the one hidden by our near writhing bodies, envelope itself to the small of my back and then slide down to my ass, which was naked save for the floss-like strap of my black g-string. I then felt Rachel direct my movement, gyrating me, almost. That was immediately followed by a long low guttural moan, one that sounded and echoed in my mouth while our breathing had become deep.

I wanted more. The men, in complete silence and no doubt wonder, were hardly complaining. They obviously saw what had developed as part of our show, little realising that it had been improvised. I drew my mouth from my close friend's lips, she was starry-eyed. ‘Em, was that how I look,' I wondered, and then dropped my head lower. Still working my hips under Rachel's direction, I flicked her stout right nipple with my tongue. Her hand pushed me down and then she counter gyrated herself to that of me.

I felt her wetness on my warm flesh immediately and that spurred me on. I sucked and nibbled Rachel's bud and brought up my right hand to apply similar sensation and pleasure to the other.

Just then, as I trailed a string of saliva up from Rachel's slick nipple, Mark called out: "Is this part of the show," and with a friendly tone.

"Would you like us to stop," his wife trilled back. In my response, I pushed my groin back at the woman beneath me, my cunt lips spread around those of hers in a perfect kiss. I held myself there, feeling my own climax grow. I then, as a man would, fucked my close friend who was even closer to cumming.

"Hiymn," I released a pleasured moan. Then my face contorted, as it does, before relaxing to a glow.

"Wow!" the men exclaimed, then, ‘Ooo,' when I climbed off Rachel and to her left side. I then drew her legs up, pulled her edible thong from her and knelt between her thighs. This being my first time with a woman, let alone my close friend, I went straight for her smooth mound, which exuded a more than moist sheen. Only then, when I slid my tongue between her warm wet pussy lips, did Rachel let out a moan, followed by her hands on either side of my curly tresses directing my oral attention.

‘She was certainly enjoying and welcoming what we were doing and so I moved my fingers up to her clit, which I found to be hard yet hidden.

"Turn around, Love, let Rachel..."

"Yeah, 69," Mark interrupted.

As best that I could, considering my face was being buried into her delicious cunt, I looked up at Rachel who simply smiled her agreement. I then, having she relaxed her hands, gave her clit a quick flick of my tongue. In no time at all, I was hovered over her face with my wet g-string drawn to one side.

The pubes around my exposed cunt had to be covered in a dew-like sheen, one that Rachel flicked her tongue at and dislodged. I found myself needing to concentrate on the pleasure she was imbuing as her tongue tip danced around and over my hot spots, and we certainly were hot.

"Oh yes, lick it, lick my cunt," I urged, and undulated my hips and body on my very close friend's tongue.

Moments later, and as a delicious orgasm raked up my body, a hard cock came into view. The guys had to be horny with what we had done for them and what it had and was escalating to. Rather than what was occurring, we had expected to take them to separate bedrooms, however, it was Mark's cock that hung down invitingly, and with my reputation, I opened my mouth further, groaned and encompassed the head.

Rachel released my clit, my pussy, in fact. I then heard a slurping from behind me and that spurred me on. My slick wet lips were sliding, unaided, forward and back along my best friend's husband's cock and all while she did the same to Victor's. With some repositioning as I motioned myself back and forth, I managed to catch Rachel's left tit and nipple with the cleft of my pussy and lips, which, as with my shapely breasts, hung down and swung with my movement.

Fingers from both of them, subsequently moved to my sweet spots; Rachel's to stroke my pussy and Victor's to tease my anus, right in front of her. Not waiting for Mark's response, I soon had three of my moist fingertips up inside Rachel's ass. That caused her to wriggle and writhe. Evidently wanting more, she clasped her free hand to my wrist and jabbed more of my fingers into her asshole.

"You girls, you're fucking hot," Mark proclaimed, then moments later, with all that was being done for and to us, and even by us, I tasted Mark's hot creamy cum, which exploded in my mouth. I accepted and swallowed his delicious spunk, not wanting any to escape and for good reason. I need not of worried, though, as, moments after, my man released a guttural groan as he fired his thick sticky offering into Rachel's mouth.

Sitting up, afterwards, I told them, "We had planned to take this to separate rooms; upstairs, but...!" and with that, I climbed off Rachel and lay beside her.

"God, they're still - hard," she announced, which wasn't a first for Victor.

"Mind if I have a taste of the lovely Rachel," my husband said.

Clearly, and with the four of us comfortable with one another, there was little need to break up what was an enjoyable and enlightening evening, and moments later I was welcoming Mark's tongue where his wife's had just been, knowing that his hard cock would soon follow.

I could not believe that, much that I had wanted it, even hoped and expected it, I was led on my lounge room carpet, next to my best friend, while her husband fucked his long hard cock into me and Victor did likewise to her. The only other difference was the position. My legs were up and against Mark's shoulders as he thrust deep inside me while Rachel's were still pushed back from the wonderful tonguing that Victor gives me. Additionally, Rachel's upper arms were across the backs of her thighs while she cradled the back of an ankle in each hand.

My husband was deep while we had never done it in that position and so he was thrusting his long hard dick into the woman beside me. A woman who soon urged him to fuck her as her climax grew ever closer, I noticed, from the tell-tale signs of her sweat peppered breasts and engorged nipples.

"Fuck me, slam your cock, yes, Mark," I urged him on, as my own climax gathered like a storm. Rather than mimic the couple beside us, I drew my legs back and, with my fingers, held my fuck lips and cunt open for Mark, who sunk his warm hard length deep into me with commanding thrusts.

"Fuck, yes, more, like that," I urged.

He obviously knew I was close to cumming. Exposed as I was, he moved his left hand up and agitated my clit. ‘Oh yes, baby, like that, more, like that,' I urged, and moments later I was consumed by a glowing climax. My hips pushed up, instantly, to get all of him inside me while my spine arched up as my climax tore through me.

"She likes it in her lovely tight ass," exclaimed Victor. "What about you, Rachel?" he then said.

Rachel looked at me. Were we really going to that level? "She hasn't," a caring voice from inside me said.

"Mark should do the honours, then," my man ceded.

"That's okay. I wouldn't want to get it wrong, it being Rachel's first time," he rejoined. ‘Well, at least he was keen while my very close friend was in competent hands. I had actually placed a bottle of body oil under the sofa. That was for our striptease, never realising what it would ultimately be used for and by who. With all the so far sharing that had gone on I flipped myself over on all fours and presented my tight asshole to my friend's husband as I watched mine lead Rachel to the sofa, there to enjoy losing her anal cherry, but to my husband, Victor.

"Tease my asshole with it, Mark," I said, and turned my head to watch Victor and Rachel, forgetting that it was her man's first time also.

"Here, let me," I said, and with my shoulders and head resting on the carpet, I reached back, held my right ass cheek open and then took a gentle guiding hold of Mark's cock, still sticky from my wet cunt he'd fucked so well.

"There, emn, like that for me, then ease it inside; a bit at a time, though," I demonstrated what I like, and then moved my hand to hold myself fully open.

"Fuck, yes," Rachel cried out, having Victor dusted her ass cheek; the oil taking the sting out of it, which made it all the more pleasurable before he went to work on her exposed anus by first licking and then dilating her tight hole. By then, I had the engorged head of her husband's cock past my anal ring.

Unexpectedly, but perfect, nonetheless, Mark, as Victor soon would, remained still, motionless. Whether it was to tease me, I didn't care as I rocked back and forth on his fuck muscle, his manhood, his erection, his dick, his cock, which progressively filled me up inch by lovely firm pleasurable inch, so that in the end, and as Rachel began to slowly move the same, her husband was balls deep up my tight little asshole.

"Hurmnnn..." I moaned, languidly, and moments after, I felt Mark's hands on my hips and together, both us, we began a hip swing that sent Mark's cock all the way back to the tip and then forward to repeatedly and adroitly fill my ass up with his firm warm cock.

"Fuck yes, like that, fuck my ass, Mark, do it, do it more, emn," I sighed, as I did my best to gaze across to the sofa. Rachel may not have been vocal but her body movements, the way she was flexing herself to meet every one of my husband's forward thrusts, and he certainly lunged himself at me, were as undeniably telling as those of mine.

"Oh fuck, yes, more," Rachel was soon heard to urge; quite clearly, she was on the edge of her first anal climax. My husband, as with Mark, having no other influence; least none directed at our clits other than that of their swinging balls and my clit received a sensation each time I was ass filled with dick.

Not long afterwards, at my man's direction, I was finally going to get to fuck Victor, but not up in our room, we were all too far into being comfortable with each other's naked bodies and the hitherto sex we'd enjoyed. I slipped down on his wonderful warm hard cock, one I had come to know and enjoy for the past six years, only for him to stop and hold me to him and with his hands on my shapely butt.

He smiled, but it was directed past me and to...Mark. What was about to happen, would certainly make our friendship undeniably close or break it completely. And as Mark moved behind me there was no sound from his wife other than her deep breathing, which was some relief to that of her shouting for him to stop as his cock once more neared my anus.

It had been a very long time, over six years, in fact, since I was last DP'd by cock. Victor and I used a selection of toys instead; a thick one for my pussy when he would fuck my ass or a reasonable sized one for my ass itself.

His hands held me open, offering my ass to his friend and colleague. I turned to find Rachel soberly watching. Then, when her husband's cock was fully in my asshole, I gestured her up onto the couch. The least I could do while I got my lovely tight and exposed asshole fucked by her man, was afford her pleasure. And with her stood either side of Victor and in between us, she received a wonderful tongue licking from both my husband and I. She even rested a hand on each of our heads. I sucked and licked her clit while Victor licked her anus, the one he had his cock up not so long ago.

"Oh fuck, yes, emn, that's, that's, yes," she urged, while her hand, which was crunching my hair tight to my scalp, held me pressed against her wet sex as the cocks inside me fucked themselves in and then out in unison.

"Hurmn, emn," I moaned into Rachel's wet sex, the vibrations acted upon her in an instant and my mouth, tongue, lips, both, and chin were receiving a second shower as she came.

With her turned around, I spread Rachel's ass cheeks. I was so into the evening's developments that I didn't quite care as I flicked my tongue around her anus. The oil aside, she tasted divine. I even chanced probing her asshole and that was just as intoxicating. I immersed all of my fingers into her wet cunt and as Victor took over sucking and teasing her pearl, I tongued her ass and, with my thumb soon joining that of my fingers, hand fucked Rachel's pussy to a final climax.

After that, and with the finale of my plan superseded, and by many a mile, we knelt, back to back, our man's cock before us and our mouths open in readiness to receive our just and delicious deserts as they stroked themselves with vigour and determination.

Victor showered my face with the first warm sticky rope and I quickly took over, directing the next two salvos of spunk into my mouth where each one landed on my tongue. I kept it there until I had it all, sucking him dry afterwards like his good little slut and playful whore. Only then did I swallow; my head tilting off to the side of Rachel, who presently did the same.

"So what was the other surprise?" Mark asked; whereupon, and getting up, Rachel took a hold of his cock and left Mark and I alone.

"You, both of you, you didn't concoct that up for us?" Victor intoned.

"And what if we did," I teased.

Noticing his positive reaction, in particular, his cock getting hard, I said, "I think we'll be enjoying some more of tonight in the near future. For now, though, and as we had actually planned, I've got you to myself," I said, invitingly, and then took my husband over to the sofa, where, among other positions, I tried out the one that he and my very close friend had enjoyed.

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