My Birthday

[allens47]

It was 2:20 pm as I sat in my office when the phone rang. My wife Rachel had just finished shopping and called me to discuss what we wanted for supper. I told her “I’d prefer to go out to the new Italian restaurant that just opened on the outskirts of town. I’m in the mood for some pasta and wine, and of coarse…some of you!” Rachel replied “that sounds fantastic. I’ll be ready when you get home”. By the time I locked the office and trudged through the afternoon rush hour it was 6:15 pm when I finally got home. I walked in and was surprised that Rachel wasn’t ready and waiting at the door as I had assumed she would. Instead, I saw some candles flickering, soft music playing, and a trail of red rose pedals streaming from the doorway and up the stairs. My curiosity was peaking as I eased forward with a look of bewilderment. I slowly climbed the stairs following the mysterious trail of rose petals. The bedroom door was closed, but a card in an unsealed envelope was lying on the carpet. I then saw it had my name on it. I leaned forward and retrieved it when I felt her arms wrap around me, and I was greeted with a caress and kiss on my neck. “Happy Birthday baby. Come with me.” She looked incredibly beautiful. She had just finished taking a bubble bath and was wearing a robe with a towel wrapped around her head. The scent she was wearing was sexy and breathtaking. In the hustle and bustle of a busy day at the office, I hadn’t given a thought to it being my birthday. She grabbed my tie and led me into the bedroom. Once there, she gave me a long passionate kiss along with a sheepish look of mischievousness. She reached to the nightstand and handed me a glass of wine, and said “supper will be served later” She removed my coat, then untied my tie as she smiled with a coy look on her face. I sensed I was about to be seduced by my lovely wife. Her glowing eyes and ruby red lips were glistening as her plan, whatever it was, was unfolding. She removed my shirt and ran her soft silky hands over my arms and shoulders. My tense muscles began to relax, as she un-snapped my belt, then my pants. She let them drop to floor where I then stepped out of them. She kissed my neck, worked down my chest, then my stomach, and finally ran her hand inside my boxers and felt my cock. By now it was aroused and pulsating amid the excitement. She lowered my boxers and I tossed them away with the flick of my foot. She reached down and one by one removed my socks. She then kissed her way back up my legs and gently cupped her hand around my balls. My hands were resting on her shoulders and my eyes closed in anticipation. Her tongue slid from the base of my rock hard member, along its underside all the way to the tip, where she took the head into mouth and slowing ran her tongue round and round. She eased me onto the bed and reached into the nightstand drawer. She emerged with a blindfold and wrapped it around my head. She then took each hand and ankle and tied me to each of the four bedposts. By this time, my pulse was racing and my cock was throbbing in anticipation of what she had in store. Without saying a word, I could feel as she climbed from the bed and I could hear a slight screech as the bedroom door opened. As I heard her re-enter the room, I could hear muffled giggles and whispering. I knew I could trust Rachel, and whatever she was up to I would more than likely approve. However, I couldn’t help but a sense of cautious curiosity since I was totally vulnerable and unable to resist. My mind raced trying to figure out what she was up to. I felt the mattress depress slightly at one corner. It was quiet and still for the next few minutes, or what seemed like an eternity to me. Then I felt a warm tongue lightly encircling the head of cock. Next someone was straddling my face. I could smell the sweet aroma of a fresh but hot pussy easing closer and closer to my mouth. So many times, Rachel did both of these things to me, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t tell which one was her. She had said time and time again she wanted to watch another man suck my cock, and although I was always reluctant to the idea, I thought perhaps a man was down there. In any case, I had no way of knowing, and as good as it felt it really didn’t matter at this point. As the pussy lowered to my lips I raised my head and extended my tongue, and started encircling her clit. I could feel her warm juices flowing onto my face. Then, it stopped and I felt them both move to the side of the bed. As I laid there waiting and wondering, I felt movement in the bed. It was a thrusting and gyrating movement and it was unmistakably Rachel that was moaning with pleasure. I laid motionless anticipating what exactly is happening to my wife. She was obviously getting fucked by someone, and fucked hard and fast. There was no question she was in a state of ecstasy as her moans turned more to loud screams of joy. Finally, I felt fingers running across my forehead, and suddenly the mask was yanked from my face. Rachel was lying beside me, her legs spread wide, and Karen her longtime friend was on top fucking her with a strap on. They untied me and we spent all night doing everything that three people could possibly imagine.

 

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[subwannabe]

In any event, I thought this was a very hot story and well written. Thanks.