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Hot Wife Husbands Birthday

We started the night with a very nice dinner at our favorite spot. What follows picks up on the walk back to the hotel that John booked for the night. I hope you enjoy...

We walked back to the Hotel slowly, continuing to talk about our upcoming vacation and some of the other stuff we were planning to do together the rest of the year. It was so awesome not having to be stressed by work, or family, and just getting to talk. We stopped by our room so I could drop off my purse and I looked out the window. The view into downtown with the sun sinking lower in the sky was breathtaking. You came up behind me and put your arms around me, held me for a moment, and told me that you were so in love with me and couldn't imagine a better friend to share your life with. I thought it was silly, but I did feel like I was on top of the world and had everything I wanted.

When we got into the elevator to head up to the Rooftop, my heart started beating faster. I grabbed your hand and squeezed it a little. You held my hand tight, the door opened, and we walked out. I recognized Michael from his LinkedIn picture, standing at a high-top table off in a corner, and walked straight toward him. When he noticed us, he smiled wide and stood up a little taller. You both shook hands and then hugged. You introduced me as "the amazing Jenny". Michael stepped out from behind the table and hugged me. It wasn't awkward or too long, but strong and just long enough. I noticed that he smelled amazing and looked great. He was an inch or two taller than you, had strong shoulders and a broad chest. He was a little husky, like he used to be a football player, but he wasn't some crazy gym guy. He had a warm smile and a little stubble along his jaw line. What I noticed most were his eyes: They were bright blue and gorgeous. Michael had suit pants on and a crisp white button up shirt. He looked like he had just taken his tie and jacket off after leaving the office. He was a really good-looking guy and definitely my type.

A waitress came over and we ordered drinks. Michael immediately started asking me questions about Florida, growing up there and the places I liked hanging out. He was engaging and seemed to be hanging on what I said. He told me about how he had grown up in Ohio but moved to New York for school and then just stayed. It sounded like a familiar story. We talked about his company, exchanged tales about our drunken younger years, how we all had to grow up and be more responsible, and how that was no fun. He lived a couple towns over and had also built his house around the same time we did. He told me how great it was getting to know you and how he liked you more than anyone he'd met in a long time. He asked a lot of questions about my work and seemed generally interested in what I did for a living. He was so easy to talk to and it took less than 5 minutes for me to totally relax around him. The Margarita's probably helped. They were delicious, and I had to slow myself down to make sure I didn't have to call it an early night.

As the time went by, I got a little bolder. I asked him why he didn't have a girlfriend. I playfully asked what was wrong: Why was a good-looking guy like him single? He told me how he had a long-term girlfriend that he broke up with about a year ago. With all the hours he poured into his work, there hadn't been a lot of time to find a new one. I couldn't believe it and asked him if he hadn't been with a girl in a year. He chuckled and said that there was a one-night stand six or seven months ago, but he'd gone through a dry spell since then.

He immediately put the focus back on me. He listened intently to my stories then went on to compliment me for being smart, funny, and sexy. He knew all the right things to say and wasn't afraid to say them. By then the nerves were totally gone and I was into the conversation.

Michael excused himself to visit the restroom. As he walked away, I turned to you and told you that you were right; he was easy to talk to and seemed like a great guy. You agreed and told me that you were really enjoying the night. You thanked me for everything I did for you and told me again how much you loved me. I never get tired of hearing that!

When Michael came back to the table, we ordered our third round of drinks. We watched the sun setting over the river and I noticed that I was a little lightheaded from the Margarita's. I held the straw in my mouth for a second and thought again about how I should slow down. That was when Michael made a comment about how lucky the straw was. I shot back at him that anything that went into my mouth was lucky, because my mouth had skills. He reached out, touched my hand with his, and told me he had something that was a little bigger than a straw. It was a corny joke, but I blushed at his touch and felt a tingle down my leg. I don't think you heard that because when I looked over, you were looking out across the city. You turned and told us you were going to use the bathroom and that you'd grab another drink on the way back.

As you walked away Michael still with his hand on top of mine, leaned in a little and thanked me for coming out and meeting him. He told me again how you bragged about how great I was. I told him how you talked him up too. I don't know if it was the drinks, but I asked him what else you told him about tonight. He told me you said that I had a wild side that was the hottest thing you'd ever seen and that maybe he would get to see it. He quickly added that he was totally happy just hanging out. I rolled my hand over so that we were holding hands and told him we'd see how the night went. He was quiet for a second and then told me he had a wild side too, but that he hadn't let it out in a long time. He told me that I was unbelievably sexy and that you were the luckiest guy in the world. I told him he might be lucky too.

You came back and asked if you missed anything. Michael said no and that we were just chatting and enjoying each other's company. I downed the rest of my Margarita and said that I was going to visit the restroom too and that I'd bring Michael and I fresh drinks. As I walked away, I felt my heart continue to pound. The difference was that now it wasn't nerves. You were right, this guy was great. I was really enjoying hanging out with both of you. When we held hands, I felt a spark and knew I was really attracted to him. I couldn't stop thinking about what his touch would feel like and the tingle turned into warm excitement. I finished up in the bathroom, but getting the drinks took way too long. The sun had set, and the place was getting packed. I was annoyed. I wanted to get back to the table to rejoin the party.

When I did get back to the table you were both talking about work. I told you both that no work talk was allowed. Michael apologized and told me that you guys just finished. I shot him a grin and told him I was sorry I missed that. He got the joke, laughed, and told me that I would definitely know when he finished. He said I'd be a happy mess and we both giggled. I glanced over at you and we both smiled at each other. I saw your wallet on the table on top of your phone and I saw the two room cards peeking out. While both of you were looking out over the crowd I reached over and took one of the room cards.

When our drinks were finished Michael asked if he should get us another round. I told him I thought I was going to call it a night, but that maybe I'd take a drink back to the room. When I told him I was ready to go he had a sad look on his face. I reached out and touched his hand. I told him I was sorry, but I was ready for something more private. As I said it, I slid the room card smoothly into his hand. As he realized the meaning of the exchange a toothy grin spread across his face.

We had to wait a couple minutes for our to-go drinks to arrive. While we waited, we continued chatting. Now there was an air of anticipation hanging over our table. I couldn't wait to get going and as I saw the waitress walking towards us; I stood up, ready to go. I hugged Michael and thanked him for a great night. This time we held each other tighter and a little longer. It felt amazing to be in his powerful embrace. He still smelled incredible. The warm feeling within me grew as I felt my body respond to him.

You and I left Michael at the table and got into the elevator. There were a couple other people riding down with us. You leaned into me and whispered, asking if I had a good night. I whispered back that it was a great night, but I didn't think it was over. I looked up into your face and saw that you were beaming. I could feel your heart thundering as I leaned into your chest. You told me you loved me as the elevator opened and we walked down the hall to our room.

When we got back to the room I went straight to the bathroom. My heart was beating a million miles an hour. I wanted one last check to make sure everything was perfect. I made sure my hair and makeup were perfect, put on a little more perfume and checked myself in the mirror. I felt so sexy! I was ready for whatever the night had in store. I walked out of the bathroom, and you asked if I was feeling ok. As soon as I said, "I'm great", I heard the door open, and Michael walked in. He had a glass of wine in hand and a sexy smile on his face. We made eye contact and his smile got even broader. I felt myself blush as my heart continued to pound. You got up and shook his hand. I heard you crack a joke and then you turned to me to tell me you had to go to the bathroom. I snapped out of my trance long enough to say ok as I sat down on the edge of the bed. When I heard the bathroom door close, I turned to look at Michael. He had put his wine glass down on the dresser and was walking over to sit next to me. My mouth went dry.

Michael sat on the edge of the bed next to me, turned his body towards mine, and put his hand on my thigh. My heart beat faster. He thanked me for coming out to meet him and told me that I was even more amazing than he imagined. I looked out the window trying not to think. Then I shifted my body towards his and looked back into his eyes as he told me that I was the sexiest woman he had met in a long time. He leaned in and so did I. The next thing I knew I closed my eyes and our lips met. His kiss was soft, but firm and I felt his hand move around to the back of my head to hold me there. Our tongues met, danced and played together and I felt a tingle spread out to every inch of my body.

Michael's other hand found the side of my face and traced the curve of my jaw from my chin to my ear. When he reached the back of my head his touch went from light to strong. With both hands on my head, he tilted my face so that he could kiss me even deeper. I was completely lost in his kiss as his left hand traveled down to my shoulder and then on to my right breast. He cupped it over my shirt and then squeezed. As he did, I shifted my body even more, opening up to him. His hand stopped only for a second, then continued down to the bottom of my shirt and then under it. I felt his strong hand on the bare skin of my side and then an instant later his other hand was on my other side. I bit lightly on his lip. We broke the kiss long enough for him to move his hands swiftly up, slipping my top up and over my head. Michael moved both hands back to the top of my shoulders and pulled the straps of my bra down to the sides of my arms. His gaze was fixed on my chest as he pulled the cups of my bra down, exposing my breast. My nipples were as hard as I'd ever felt them. Not because it was cold, but because Michael's touch was amazing.

Michael and I looked into each other's eyes again and held the look just for a second. I saw the hunger and passion in his eyes. He leaned in and kissed me, broke the kiss, and began moving down to my neck. He opened his mouth wider and sucked the base of the side of my neck. When he did, shivers shot down my body and I felt the sensation everywhere. He continued to suck and kiss his way down until he reached my breast. I felt his hot breath hit my left nipple and felt the shockwaves radiating out. That was when I noticed the moisture growing between my legs. Michael again opened his mouth a little wider and took my entire left nipple in his mouth. I felt his tongue roll over my hard nipple and pinch it gently with his teeth. He took his time with his mouth and that whole time used both of his hands to encircle and massage both my tits. After a minute he switched and turned his attention to my right side. I threw my head back and closed my eyes. I wanted to enjoy every second of the incredible sensation of Michael worshipping my breasts.

As he continued to suck and nibble, Michael moved his left hand down my side. I could feel the entire path his hand took as it traveled across my stomach and then down to the top of my left leg. It continued up to my knee, gently pushed the inside of my knee to spread my legs, and then changed direction and moved up my right leg, under my skirt, and up to my inner thigh and the edge of my panties. He massaged my inner thigh, pushing lightly in all the right spots, but not going too far. It felt incredible and I let out a low moan in his ear to let him know that I approved. Michael responded and moved his lips back to mine. As our tongues met, I felt his fingers dip under my panties and immediately find my clit. He used just the right amount of pressure as he started making little circles. I was so wet that his finger glided perfectly over my clit and outer lips. I had to break the kiss and lean into him. I moaned hard in his ear as he held me to him cheek to cheek.

I don't know how long his fingers danced across my clit, but suddenly he stopped, stood up and stepped back. Before I could think, he pulled me to my feet and kissed me again. As he kissed me, his hands traveled around my back. He unhooked my bra and I felt it fall to the floor. His lips returned to mine as his hands moved down my back. I could tell he was breathing heavier as I felt him unzip the back of my skirt. I moved my hips to help as he pushed both my skirt and panties to the floor. As he did all this, I was unbuttoning his shirt and finally moved my hands over his bare chest. I shifted back, completely naked and we moved as one onto the bed.

Michael was on top of me kissing me; propped up on his right elbow while his left hand moved back to my pussy. His fingers circled around my clit and then dipped inside me. My breathing picked up and I moved my hand down and felt the outline of his cock through his pants. It was a solid mass that I rubbed back and forth while my hips started rocking to match his fingers. Michael broke the kiss and sat up on his knees. He smiled widely, told me I was incredible, and then used both hands to force my legs apart while his head plunged down and disappeared between my legs. I felt his hot breath and then his mouth closed around my clit. He started by sucking and then twisting his tongue up and around my upper lips and clit. The feeling was amazing, and my juices were flowing. He was rocking his whole head back and forth and using the perfect amount of pressure. I couldn't believe how good he was making me feel. It felt like it was only a second, but my hips started to buck more. I could feel a warmth building inside me and I knew I couldn't last long. I reached down and grabbed a fist full of his hair and pulled his whole head in closer to me. He kept up the motion, changing angles and pressures perfectly. The feeling was unbelievable.

I screamed out "Don't you dare stop, that's perfect, it's going to make me cum". I felt it building deep inside me. Michael shifted his finger and moved it to join his tongue. He added the slightest amount of pressure, my muscles all tensed and then I felt the eruption begin. I shut my eyes tight and arched my back as wave after wave shot through my entire body. I could feel my clit pulsing against his tongue and it felt like every drop of liquid rushed to my pussy. The orgasm was intense and felt like it went on forever.

As I tried to catch my breath Michael moved back and stood at the foot of the bed. He looked down at me and simply said "unbelievable". I looked up at him, hungry for more and slid forward to kneel in front of him. I used both of my hands to trace the edges of the huge bulge beneath his pants. It felt like it was straining to get free. I squeezed gently and then pinched and pulled. Michael let out a low grunt and threw his head back. I leaned forward and used my mouth to bite and pull at his dick through his pants, teasing him and driving him wild. While I did that I moved my hands up and unhooked his belt. I pulled the catch on his pants apart, unbuttoned his suit pants and slid the zipper down. All the while I continued biting softly along the front of his pants. I moved my hands to his sides and shifted back so I could watch as I slowly pulled his pants and boxer briefs down over his firm ass. His cock strained, twitched and turned so that as his pants continued down, I could get my first glimpse of the base of his shaft. I wanted to rip his pants off right there, but I was enjoying the show. I continued to pull slowly. I stopped with just the tip of his cock being held down by his pants and boxers and moved my head forward to run my tongue up his shaft and to the base of his body. I felt Michaels knees shake as he let out a low groan.

I moved back again and looked up to see that his eyes were shut tight. With one last hard tug I pulled his pants down and watched as his cock sprang out and pointed straight up at my forehead, bouncing just a little. He looked thick and had decent length. His cock had a fat mushroom shaped head that looked to be bent upward ever so slightly. There was a huge bubble of precum leaking from his tip. I reached out with my right hand and grabbed it by the base and noticed that I couldn't quite get my fingers to touch as they were wrapped around him. He might have been a little thicker than he looked. I leaned forward and touched my tongue to the tip. I immediately tasted the sweetness leaking out of him. I used my tongue to trace lines around the base of his fat head and then took him into my mouth. I opened my mouth wide and immediately started sucking in. I moved my left hand to grab his ass and started slowly pumping up and down on his shaft as I took him deeper into my mouth. I felt the precum mix with my spit. The sweetness was so good.

Michael was clearly enjoying the way I was working his cock. He told me again and again that my mouth was incredible and that he loved the way I sucked his dick. I moved my left hand around his leg and cupped his balls. They were large, full and drawn up. I knew I was good, but the way I was sucking and stroking that dick was clearly making him weak. His cock stiffened even more. I stopped because I didn't want to make him cum too quick. I moved my hand back to the base of his dick and as I squeezed on both his shaft and balls, I looked up into his eyes. I asked him if he liked me sucking him and he told me I was fucking amazing. Then he told me he wanted me to spit on his cock. I drew as much spit as I could, opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue, and let as much spit spill out of my mouth and down from the tip of his cock to the base.

Michael reached both his hands down, palms up and took my hands in his. He guided me back to my feet and we resumed our kiss. I stood up and felt my juices leak from my pussy. Wetness coated my inner thighs and was literally running down the insides of my legs. As our bodies drew together that wetness allowed his fat cock to slide perfectly between my legs. I felt it glide against my moist skin and graze my outer lips. His rock-hard erection was pushing him up and the pressure felt like he was trying to enter me as we just stood there wrapped in each other. We continued our deep kiss as our hands explored every inch of each other. His body was amazing and the way he moved his hands over my shoulders, down my sides and up my back made all of my senses burn.

We moved together back onto the bed until we came to rest with him on top of me, my legs spread ready to accept him. I ached to feel him inside of me. He pushed himself up with his hands on either side of my shoulders and gazed down at me with an intensity that told me that I was the only thing in the world that he wanted at that moment. He leaned back in and kissed from my left ear, down my neck, to my breast, and then back up again. Our lips met, he shifted his hips, and I felt the firm veiny underside of his cock slide up against me and part my outer lips. He drove his hips in and that cock scr*ped the surface of my wetness, pushing my lips farther apart and moving over my clit. My breathing was getting heavy again, anticipating having him enter me. He moved his hips back and forth and the pressure his cock made between my legs felt a million times better than the hand he used earlier.

He pushed himself up just a little and I felt the weight of his body against me lighten. He looked down at me and told me that he wanted me so bad! I told him to take what he wanted; it was his. He arched his back as I reached down between our legs and grabbed his throbbing cock. I didn't need to worry about lube because his cock was already slick from a combination of his own pre-cum, my spit, and the juices leaking from my body. I shifted his dick down so that it was pressed right against my aching hole. I couldn't wait to feel him enter me any longer.

Our mouths met and I felt his body tense. In that moment I could feel every nerve in my body tingle and burn. Michael seemed to be shaking a little and I knew he was trying to control himself. After what seemed like an eternity he shifted, pushed his hips forward, and I felt the tip of his cock part my lips as his head forced its way inside me. He only pushed an inch or two in, but I felt my muscles stretch to fit around him. He pulled back the slightest amount, held for another split second and then pushed in a little farther. My juices flowed more to coat him as he slowly pulled almost all the way out and then back to the same depth. He was moving so slow, but it was good that he waited for my tight cunt to relax and accept his amazing girth.

Michael pulled back out and held it so that only his huge head was inside me. After a second or two I opened my eyes and looked up at him. As soon as our eyes met, Michael thrust hard and deep filling me with every inch he had. An orgasm came out of nowhere. It was intense and immediate. I screamed out "Fuck yes" as I felt all my muscles pulse. I knew he felt it too because he said: "Yes baby cum for me" and held his fat cock all the way inside me. He must have enjoyed the way my pussy was squeezing him because he told me he loved how I was cumming for him. As my orgasm slowed Michael pulled back and then started to slowly fuck me. He stretched me so good, and the slow rhythm was perfect. He would pull back, but never out, and then dive back in and my eyes rolled back in my head. I wanted it to last forever; that feeling of being so stretched, so full, so wrapped up in that amazing moment. I must have come 3 or 4 more times as he worked his amazing cock in and out of my pussy.

Michael leaned back so that he has balanced on his knees with his dick still inside me. He was thrusting with quick, small movements so that his solid head pushed against the top of my hole. He was talking and initially I didn't catch what he was saying. He said my name and commanded that I answer him. I came out of my trance to focus on his words, but answering was hard as he slid in and out of me. He asked if I liked getting fucked like this, I did. He asked if I liked having his huge cock inside me, "Fuck Yes I Do" I replied! Was this the best fuck I've ever had, "Oh God Yes It Was"! Did I want him to make me cum again, "Yes, OH FUCK YES PLEASE MAKE ME CUM"!

He lengthened his stroke and fucked me deeper, driving his balls into the crack of my ass. I felt another monster orgasm building inside me. I told him that was perfect and to keep pounding me just like that. He told me my pussy was amazing and that he loved feeling me cum on him. He told me that tonight my pussy belonged to him and ordered me to cum for him. Almost on command I felt the waves of a deep orgasm begin to spasm out from my core. It radiated out and I shook and moaned as I dug my nails into his back, pulling him into me while biting down on his shoulder.

As he fell on top of me, he didn't give me the time to catch my breath but began pounding his enormous dick quickly in and out of me. My orgasm continued as he kept pulling almost all the way out and then all the way back into me. I heard the slapping sounds echoing through the room as our hips collided and his cock hit spots inside me that I didn't know I had. Over and over again, in and out; I had never been fucked like that! My body was putty beneath him. I have no idea how long it went on. I was lost in the moment and the incredible feeling of having him inside me. I was raising my hips to match his pace and add to the force of our bodies colliding.

We were both moaning and groaning, fucking each other like animals. He was calling out my name and then suddenly he slowed. He told me to look at him and I opened my eyes. His look of intense concentration changed to that familiar warm smile just after our eyes met. He told me I was gorgeous and that he loved being with me. I told him he was making me feel unreal. I laid my head back and closed my eyes and he immediately said No, he wanted me to look at him. He wanted to look into my eyes as he filled me with his cum. His demand was so hot that I kept my eyes locked on him. Michael plunged that big dick back into me as deep as he could go, he pulled out and then pushed back in. He told me he was going to flood me with his cum and I told him I wanted every drop he had. After a couple more long strokes, he pushed all the way back in. I felt his massive balls pushed into the crack of my ass. They twitched, I felt his enormous cock grow a little, he moaned again, and then I felt a warm wave shoot deep inside me. His cock pulsed as jet after jet of hot cum shot into my hungry pussy. The whole time he clamped down and held me moaning yes, yes! The feeling and the thought of him emptying his seed into me was too much to handle. I exploded again, rocked by an orgasm that milked the rest of the hot cum from that massive shaft.

We collapsed into each other panting and trying to catch our breathes. Instead of pulling out, he held his dick inside me only going slightly softer. I felt our combined juices and it was like a lake had formed that we were both laying in. We kissed softly. He told me that he never had anything like that before. I agreed with him, and we smiled at each other. He used his hands to push up off me, I looked down and watched as he pulled his dick slowly out of me. A string of his cum was still attached to his tip and connected it to my hole. When he moved to his right the string broke. He moved up beside my head and let his dick hang right next to my head. I leaned my body over, turned my head and took him into my mouth. The taste of our combined climaxes was intoxicating. It was a sweet and salty combination and I gently sucked and licked every drop I could get off his amazing shaft. He hadn't gone completely soft, but he wasn't throbbing. His body convulsed as my tongue ran under his cock's massive mushroom head.

I felt the bed shift and then my legs being pulled apart. I was confused for a second, but then I felt your hands caressing my inner thighs. I was still so wet that your hands glided easily over my thighs and across my pussy. You stopped at my clit and slowly and forcefully massaged it. My body responded to you and my clit got harder again. You must have noticed because you kept up the slow massage, rubbing and caressing my well fucked pussy. The whole time I kept slowly sucking Michaels cock. After a couple minutes you stopped rubbing my clit and stuck a finger or two inside me. I couldn't imagine how much of Michael's cum was still in there, but I looked down to see you pull your fingers out of me. They were coated and glistening.

The look on your face was hungry and intense. I let Michael's dick slip out of my mouth and raised my head a little to get a better look at you. I noticed that your cock was completely hard and red. I wondered if you'd watched Michael fucking my brains out and not jerked off. You rubbed your erection, dipped your fingers back into me and then used Michael's cum to lubricate your own throbbing dick. You moved forward quickly and before I could think, buried your entire cock in my cunt. It slid right in up to your balls and felt amazing. You pulled it out and came crashing back into me 5 or 6 times. I felt my muscles tightened and contract as I was hit with another shuddering orgasm. I closed my eyes to enjoy the feeling, threw my head back, and moaned out in pleasure. You alternated between hard shallow pounding and longer slightly slower strokes. I felt your entire length and loved how into having me you were. The whole time you were inside me Michael was still kneeling at my head, caressing my tits and playing with my nipples. The feeling of having my entire body pleasured was incredible.

As I opened my eyes to look at you, I noticed Michael's cock out of the corner of my eye. He was rock hard again, bent up at an angle, just inches from my head. Instinctively I reached my hand back, grabbed it and tried to stroke it, but the force you were slamming me made it hard to get a good motion. I heard Michael tell you that you better cum soon because he was pretty sure I was ready for his bigger dick. I kept my mouth shut, but he was so right. I love you and you were making me feel so good, but I was hungry for the monster hanging between Michaels legs. Almost on command you pulled your cock out of me and started jacking it up and down, pointed up at my face. I looked transfixed at your tip, wanting to watch you explode. You didn't disappoint. You groaned and I watched as the first shot of cum rocketed out of your dick and slammed into the bottom of my chin, splashing all over my neck. The next two shots were almost as powerful and left trails from the top of my shaven mound, up my stomach, between my tits and up to the base of my neck. I saw you continue to pump your cock and a couple more less powerful streams of cum splashed over my stomach. You twitched, moaned and squeezed the base of your dick and then immediately rocked back onto your knees.

As you shifted, Michael moved immediately to my side and I heard him tell you that it was time for me to ride his fat cock and that you were going to get to see it stretch out my pussy again. I don't usually like being talked about like I'm not there, but there was something about his commanding voice and dominance that drove me crazy. Michael looked down at me as he knelt beside me and told me that he wanted to feel my tight pussy again. There was an urgency in his voice as he commanded me to get on top of him. I pushed my body up and was amazed at how strong I felt. I must have already cum 10 times, but the workout had me energized and feeling as alive as I had ever been.

I swung my body around and threw my leg over him so that I was straddling his waist. I leaned forward to kiss his lips and felt the tip of his dick twitch and then come to rest at my opening. I wanted to feel him inside me again so badly and I wasn't going to waste a second. I put one hand on each of his shoulders and pushed my hips as far back as I could. As I did, I felt all of his girth stretch my cunt wide and bury itself inside me. We both gasped and I sat still for a minute feeling every inch of him. I pushed with my thighs and moved my hips up and down, feeling his cock slide in and out of me. I could feel his enormous head gliding over my g-spot and my breathing was getting heavier. I tried to bounce higher, but it seemed that no matter how much I raised off him I was still full of his swollen manhood. He moved his hands up to my breasts, massaging them and softly caressing each of my nipples. His hands glided over the cum trails you had left between them. He traced his hands farther down the center of my chest, picking up more of your fluids and then returning to my tits to massage them into my skin. I couldn't believe it, but the sensation was unreal, and I could feel another orgasm building

Michael was constantly talking. It was hard to concentrate on riding him and listen at the same time. I heard him encouraging me as I bounced on his throbbing cock. He told me over and over that my pussy was so tight and asked if I liked getting fucked by his big dick. I couldn't answer and keep up the pace, but I didn't care. I was completely focused on riding him and I was so close that all I cared about was cumming again. My muscles were tense again and I was closing in on the point of no return when Michael reached up and grabbed my head with both of his hands and pulled me down to his kiss. As our lips met, my ass slammed down and buried his entire cock inside me. My muscles spasmed and my pussy erupted in another earth-shattering orgasm, sending shocks up my burning thighs. He kissed me deeply for a minute and then we broke the kiss. He told me that he couldn't believe how good it felt when I came for him. I was catching my breath. I told him that I loved cumming for him! I felt him move his hips from side to side which forced my legs apart a little more. Then Michael reached down and grabbed my ass, spreading my ass cheeks and pulling me a little forward. Only the tip of his dick stayed inside me and I felt him shift slightly underneath me. Without warning Michael thrust his hips up and plunged himself hard into me. He slid out slowly and then plunged again all the while holding my ass cheeks spread. He asked me if I liked it. I told him it was amazing. He said that you had the perfect view of me getting fucked and he asked me if I liked showing off for you. I told him it was fucking amazing and not to stop. Getting fucked like that was perfect and I was in heaven. Michael asked if I liked it when you fucked me while I was full of his cum. I screamed out "Oh My God Yes" as now it just felt like one continuous orgasm. He asked me who owned my pussy tonight and I told him he did. He made me scream it out and say his name and I remember calling out in pure bliss "Michael you own my pussy tonight. Your cock is amazing. Fuck me with your big cock!"

Michael kept fucking me for what felt like forever. At last, he told me he was going to cum again. He asked me if I wanted him to fill my pussy again or if I wanted to taste his cum. I have never been that wet and I didn't think I could take another drop inside me. I told him I wanted to taste it. Michael told me to get on my knees at the foot of the bed and I moved immediately to obey. As he slid off the bed he almost pushed you out of the way to be able to stand in front of me. I grabbed his dick by the base and started pumping up and down. I moved my head forward, opened my mouth and took him as deep as I could while I moved my hand faster and faster. I heard him say to you that it was time and he was going to blow his cum down my throat. I kept up the pace and I felt him put a hand on the back of my head. He wasn't pushing down, just guiding me as I bobbed my head back and forth. His whole body stiffened and twitched, his dick tensed, and I felt a gigantic spurt of hot cum explode from his fat head, shooting straight down my throat. A second jet, just as powerful came right after it, but I wasn't ready. It hit the back of my throat and splashed back into my mouth. Three, Four, Five, Six more strong jets of cum shot from that dick and filled my mouth, some even trickling out and down onto my chin. His cum was salty but tasted amazing. I took my mouth off his tool, closed it and swallowed. I felt the thick load slide down my throat. I could still taste his sweetness on my tongue and lips. I looked up at him and said, "Damn that was a lot of cum". He smiled coyly and responded by telling me the first one was bigger. He asked me if I could imagine how much cum he pumped into me. You chimed in that a lot of it ended up either running down my legs or coating your cock when you fucked me.

The three of us stood there completely naked and I couldn't believe how comfortable I felt. My body was still tingling. I remember saying "Okay boys, I need to go to the bathroom". I got up and walked away to pee and catch my breath. I remember wiping and seeing that there was still cum leaking out of me. All I could think was WOW, that was incredible. I closed my eyes for a minute or two and just enjoyed that feeling of being totally relaxed.

I finally forced myself to get up and felt a little wobbly as I walked still naked out of the bathroom and turned the corner to face the bed. I looked and saw you both laying spread eagle on the bed with your hands behind your heads, completely naked, just chatting quietly. I looked between your legs and saw that you were hard. My eyes traveled over and was shocked that Michael was nearly hard too. It wasn't the throbbing monster it had been, but I was amazed that I still hadn't totally wore it out. You must have seen me staring at him because you asked me if I was enjoying the scene. I really, really was, but I felt a little guilty. I turned to look at you and said that I thought you needed some attention. I told you that you could have anything you wanted. You weren't shy at all when you told me you wanted me to suck your cock in a 69 so you could play with my pussy. I smiled coyly and thought to myself that there was no way I was going to come again and especially from that, but it was going to make you happy and that's all I cared about at that second.

As I stepped towards the bed you shifted your body down closer to the edge. I tried to move as sexy as possible onto the bed and slowly reached out and grabbed your shaft. I gave it a couple of long slow strokes as I swung my right leg over your body and backed my ass up so that my pussy hovered just over your head. I used my left arm to support myself, lowered my mouth onto you and gently started sucking on the head of your cock. I wanted that to last for you, so I made sure to move slow and steady with both my hand and mouth. As I did, you reached up and started moving both of your hands all over between my legs. With just enough pressure you rubbed my lips, my clit, and occasionally dipped a finger or two inside me.

Having you exploring and touching me felt so good. The softness of your touch let me concentrate on slowly continuing to work your shaft. Whenever you slid your fingers into me your cock seemed to twitch and strain. When that happened, I lifted my head off of you and squeezed the base of your dick hard to slow you down and make sure you didn't cum too fast. I could hear your breathing. I noticed that mine had picked up too. It felt so good to be exploring and pleasuring each other's bodies and I wanted that moment to last.

Suddenly I felt the bed shift but didn't think anything of it. The next thing I knew I felt something press against my pussy lips that wasn't your finger. Michael had gotten behind me and was rubbing the head of his cock back and forth and up and down my slit. My mind raced again at the thought of Michael's beast working me from behind. Your cock twitched and strained against my grip. I thought for a second of the show you must be seeing. Michael was teasing me. I wanted to feel it inside me again.

I lifted my mouth off you but continued stroking the length of your manhood. I let my head drop forward resting on your upper thing and held my breath, waiting for Michael's cock to enter me. It was my turn to give him an order and I shouted out for him to put that cock in me now. Michael responded by asking me if I was tired of his big dick stretching me out. I told him Never and that I needed it inside me. As Michael grabbed my hips you reached up and used your hands to pull my pussy lips apart. In one fluid motion Michael pulled my hips slightly back and thrust his forward. His fat dick buried itself all the way, deep into me and I groaned and squeezed your cock hard with my right hand. He felt so good in me, but my muscles had gotten used to his size and all I felt was a burning desire to feel him fuck me hard and fast.

Michael pulled out and then slammed himself back into me a couple of times and then asked me if that was how I liked to be fucked. I moaned out "Yes, you know it is"! I felt your hands and fingers still massaging my inner thighs, pushing and stretching all around the hole that Michael was filling with his cock. His shaft was rock hard again and with each stroke I marveled at his thickness and perfect length.

My body ached as he penetrated me and I instinctively started sucking your cock again, moaning with my lips wrapped around you. Michael started talking again. I couldn't tell if it was to me or you. I heard him ask you if you liked watching his dick disappear in me. You answered that it was so hot and that you loved how I was taking it. He told you that he was going to make me cum on him and asked if you wanted to watch. You said you did and that you couldn't wait to see me lose control again. Michael shifted somehow and it felt like he was getting even deeper in me, slamming me harder and faster.

I was in ecstasy! I felt my whole-body tense and prepare to explode. I took my mouth off you and screamed "FUCK ME", over and over again. You wrapped your arms around me and pulled me down on top of you. You held me tight while Michael hammered my pussy. I felt myself lose all control as I came so hard that my whole body shook and pulsed. Michael continued his assault on me and yelled out that he could feel my cunt muscles squeezing his cock. All I could do was squeeze your dick as my orgasm continued to send waves of pleasure throughout my entire body.

The spasms eventually subsided but Michael hadn't slowed the pace he was moving in and out of me or the force he was using. The sound of him pounding me made slapping slopping sounds that echoed off the walls. Michael told me to jack your cock hard and to make you cum. I obeyed and moved my hand up and down your cock in long fast strokes. I looked at it and was amazed to see that it was as hard as I had ever seen. I knew you were trying to hold it in, but my mission was to make you explode and I was not going to be denied. I heard Michael tell you that after I made you cum, you'd get to see him fill your wife with his seed again. It was so hot! The thought must have been too much for you to stand because I watched your balls draw up, you groaned and I felt your cock tighten and then tremble. You shot a stream of cum over my shoulder, and I felt it splash down on my back. I moved to take your dick into my mouth and as I did your second shot of cum traced up the side of my cheek and into my hair. I got my mouth wrapped around you in time to feel the third and fourth blasts of cum force their way towards the back of my throat and coat my tongue. Cum continued to trickle into my mouth and I swallowed as fast as I could while your body writhed beneath me. I don't remember ever seeing you cum like that and the thought kept me deep in my state of lust.

Michael was panting and moaning. I heard him say "Jenny, you are a fucking goddess" and "your pussy is amazing". His body stiffened and it changed his angle inside me just enough that I could feel the veined underside of his shaft glide over my g-spot. I knew he was going to cum again and I couldn't wait to feel it. Totally lost in the moment I begged Michael to flood my pussy with his cum. He told me that he loved filling me with cum. I just kept moaning for him to give it to me.

I could feel how hard he was and knew it was going to happen any second. You released the tight grip you had on me as Michael clamped down on my hips. With one last massive thrust he pushed himself as far into me as he could get. I felt his thick rod expand and pulse. The feeling of his shooting cum deep into me caused me to have one last orgasm. Our bodies moved together mixing our juices and wearing out what little strength we had left. We came together for what felt like forever. As we started to recover, I could feel him finally go soft inside me. All three of us were taking deep steadying breaths and panting. It was fucking perfect.

At last Michael pulled himself off and out of me and I felt a rush of cum pour from my satisfied hole, splashing down on your chest. I rolled off you onto my side, closed my eyes, and just laid there completely exhausted, but totally satisfied. I couldn't have moved if I wanted to. It felt like the whole world stopped in that moment. There was silence in the room as all of us caught our breath, taking in the intensity of what happened. My brain was empty and the next thing I knew I was fast asleep.

I woke up minutes or maybe hours later. I opened my blurry eyes a fraction, but didn't have enough energy to lift my head. The room was mostly dark, but there was just enough light for me to make out shapes in the room. I noticed that I was under the covers and laying up against you with my head on your shoulder. We were both still completely naked and you were breathing deeply, but sleeping peacefully. I felt safe, smiled, closed my eyes and immediately fell back to a dreamless happy sleep.

The next time I opened my eyes the room was still completely silent, but I could see faint light flooding around the edges of the curtains which were drawn closed. I yawned and shifted slightly. I felt your arm still around me flex and release. I looked up at you and notice you open your eyes and smile down at me. You leaned in slightly and kissed my forehead. You said good morning my love and asked me how I slept. I told you I slept amazing. At first check I felt great apart from being a little sore. I asked how well you slept. You told me that it was great and that it was wonderful to have me in your arms all night. As my mind shook off the sleep a little, a pang of guilt started to set in. I decided to break the ice and asked if you enjoyed last night. You smiled broadly and kissed my lips softly. I kissed you back, we lingered for a moment, and then broke apart smiling at each other tenderly.

You told me that last night was the most incredible sexual sight you had ever seen. You told me that you wouldn't have changed a thing, but that you were even more happy that we spent the night and woke up, exactly the way we did; holding each other close. Your words were sweet and sincere and the way you continued to look at me made me glad we were together. You asked me how I was. I was honest, last night was more intense than I expected, but if I was being honest, I loved it. You told me that watching me enjoy myself was incredible. You thanked me for the amazing birthday present and I smiled big. I told you that I wouldn't have changed a thing, but not wanting to miss a chance to lighten the mood, admitted that I was a little sore. You told me that you would be shocked if I wasn't and then complimented me on the greatest performance in the history of sex. We both laughed together and continued cuddling in bed.

After continuing to talk for a while I noticed your phone, sitting face up next to the bed, light up with a message. I told you about it and you reached your free hand over and picked it up to look at. You told me it was a text from Michael. The mention of his voice made me perk up a little and I asked what the message said. You read it to me. Michael was boarding his flight to his next job in LA. He asked you to tell me that last night was one of the best nights he had had in his whole life and that I was so much more amazing than you had described. It ended by telling you he would keep in touch and wishing us both a great weekend.

I asked you what you were thinking. You told me that sometimes the stars do align perfectly, and you get a night like last night. I asked you if you meant raunchy and nasty. You told me no. You meant that some things were meant to be, that a moment was meant to be a moment, and then life continues on; even better than it was before. It was a beautiful phrase and sentiment, and I reached up and kissed you to show that I felt the same way.

We kissed softly, separated to look lovingly at each other for a moment, and then moved back toward each other as one to join our lips again. The tender kiss slowly became more passionate. I felt your body shift and move to me, as your right hand found my bare flesh. I moved my hand from the back of your neck, to your ass, and then back up your side, finally resting softly on the side of your face. I thought the moment may stop there, but as you moved your body again, I felt you graze across the top my thigh. I must admit that I was surprised that you were hard again, but that thought only lasted a moment. Our kissing and caressing was passionate and truly loving. I felt so close to you. I spread my legs slightly and you immediately slid into me. It was an amazing change. Instead of animalistic fucking we made love. Your cock still slid in and out of me, but I felt as if there was a deeper meaning. We broke our kiss, and you told me how much you loved me and how I meant everything in the world to you. I responded with how much I loved you and how you were all I wanted. Our tender love making continued and built to a crescendo. The soreness in my pussy faded as you moved your cock in and out of me. I didn't know what felt better, the way you moved inside me or the meaning behind the act, but I reached up and shifted your mouth to meet mine as we kissed again. I thought there would be no way, but out of nowhere I felt my clit tingle, my tired muscles contract and an orgasm wash over me. At the same moment you pushed deep inside me, and I felt you release, the warmth spreading out inside me. We held that position and the passionate kiss lingered, eventually turning back into sweet and gentle.

Our lips separated, we looked at each other and we laughed a little. You relaxed a little and kneeled between my legs. I told you I was amazed because I didn't think there was any way I was going to get off. You agreed, but said the mood hit you. You also said that you thought our bodies might need a couple of days off and we laughed together again.

Later in the morning we decided that it was time to get moving and to rejoin the real world. We took a shower together and took turns washing each other. It was sensual and just as cleansing to the soul as it was to the body. We continued to talk about our lives together; past, present, and future. We threw our spare clothes, my makeup, and various other odds and ends back into the suitcase and walked to the door to leave. We both turned around and looked back over the room and the bed one last time. You broke the silence and said that it was a night that couldn't be repeated and would never be forgotten. I couldn't have agreed more and turned and kissed you on the cheek. You opened the door and together we walked into the hall, rode down the elevator, and stepped out into the bright sunshine together.