Conner was breathing hard. I knew he was getting close as he lifted his buttocks off the bed to thrust deeper into Diane. Diane matched her rhythm to his, thrusting her hips back to meet each upward thrust of Conner’s. “Oh God! Oh God! “Ungh!” Conner moaned as his cock erupted inside Diane. A barely audible sigh escaped from her mouth as Diane felt my husband empty his load deep inside her.
As Diane dismounted, I watched, fascinated, as Conner’s cum trickled from her cunt. Diane leant forward and began to lick his cock clean. She quickly moved away and let me take over. The taste of Conner’s cum and Diane’s juices was exhilarating as I licked the last traces from his cock. When I’d cleaned the last drop from him, I stood up and whispered in his ear, “That’s you clean.” “Fair’s fair, now it’s my turn.” Grinning broadly, he replied, “If you say so.”
Diane wasted no time sitting astride Conner’s face. She stifled a cry as Conner’s tongue lapped at her clitoral area. I could hear him murmur contentedly as his tongue worked into the folds of Diane’s pussyfoot. As he licked and sucked, I could see his cock return to life. I longed to mount it and have it inside me as his tongue probed Diane’s cunt, but that would have given everything away. Reluctantly, I had to settle for fingering my climax as Diane’s climax approached.
Unable to help herself, Diane began to moan, a soft keening sound, as Conner’s tongue worked its magic on her clitoral area. As she came, her body shook, and an almost silent “Ah!” of satisfaction escaped from her lips. She dismounted almost immediately. I took her place and began stroking his fully reborn head hard. “There’s plenty of life in there for one more,” I said approvingly.
“Hell, Emma, are you trying to kill me?” Conner asked, although I knew he wasn’t complaining.
“It’s your birthday, so just lie there and enjoy it.” With that, I climbed on top of him and, unknown to him, impaled myself on his cock for the first time that evening. “Mmm,” I sighed as his cock slid inside me.
Diane watched from where she sat slumped against the wall with a smile of dreamy contentment on her face. I was oblivious to the passage of time as I ground my cunt up and down Conner’s cock, glorying in the sensation of it filling me.
I felt a brief pang as I watched Diane rise and leave the room. She returned a few minutes later, fully clothed. She pointed to her watch, indicating that it was time to go, then blew a kiss at me and waved goodnight. I smiled and waved back.
With Diane gone, I leaned forward and untied Conner’s wrists. He reached for the blindfold, but I stopped him. “Not just yet,” I said. “I’ve got one surprise left for you.” With his cock still buried in my cunt, I turned around so that my back was to him. I clenched his cock with my pussyfoot as I moved my hips, causing Conner to gasp. Slowly, I let his cock slide out of me. I instructed him to hold it in position, saying, “Now for the final part of your present.”
Spreading my arse cheeks, I positioned myself so that his cock was against my other entrance, and I began to lower my hips. There was a brief moment of pain as, for the first time ever, his cock slid into my arse.
Diane and I had discussed analgesia before, and although I’d never tried it, her descriptions had made me curious. Tonight seemed like the perfect time to find out.
I began to move, and the new sensations brought me to the edge of an orgasm. Finally, I said, “You can take the blindfold off now.” Happy birthday.” Conner removed the blindfold to be greeted with the view of his cock disappearing into my arse as I moved my hips up and down.
“Oh Emma, your arse is so tight, so hot,” Conner moaned as I took his cock deep into my back passage. It was such a wonderfully dirty feeling. Diane’s descriptions were nothing compared to the sensations I was experiencing as Conner’s cock pushed into my bowels.
With my fingers rubbing my clitoral area and Conner’s cock buried to the root in my arse, I soon started coming. I moaned loudly as my body convulsed, gripping Conner’s cock even tighter. That set him off. “Oh God, Emma, I’m coming; I’m coming in, you fucking arse.” I pushed my hips back, taking him fully into me, and then I felt his cock unloading its load of hot cum deep inside my forbidden tunnel.
As our orgasms subsided, I dismounted. “That was fantastic, Emma,” Conner said to me as we lay together, lost in our post-coital bliss. We lay there for a while, just holding each other close.
After a while, we got up, showered, and then went back to bed. I was pleasantly surprised when Conner seduced me into another bout. It was softer this time, more loving, but in its own way every bit as satisfying as what had gone on before. It was Conner’s way of thanking me for his best birthday present ever.
I’ve never told Conner what really happened that night. If he’s ever guessed, he’s never let on. Diane and I still talk about it, and we’re already planning another session. This time, though, maybe we won’t use the blindfold.
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