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Bammers Birthday Present

Bammer's Birthday Present

It had been a bad year for Bammer. He had lost both his parents within two months of each other, both to cancer. Then his wife had gone crazy and had started a huge fight with him when he had supported his sister's ideas about handling their parent's estate. And then he had torn a tendon from the bone of his right arm while training at work, and had to go out on disability for the next six months at least. He'd just been worn down, so he decided it was time for a change. He decided he was gonna change careers, and move back to his home state. To further this he started attending various career fairs in the area. And to help with this, Dutch extended an open ended invitation for Bammer to stay with him and Kit when he was in town for a fair. So one Friday night, Bammer arrived at their home. He thanked Kit and Dutch greatly for the help. Dutch set him up in the guest room. Kit had already prepped it with fresh clean sheets, and a set of new towels. The fair was Saturday, and he usually stayed the night again, and would leave on the Sunday after the fair.

Later that night after the fair, when it was just Bammer and Dutch sitting out in the backyard around the fire pit, Dutch noticed that his friend appeared down and out. He asked Bammer about it, and after some hemming and hawing, Bammer finally admitted the reason he was feeling down was that he and his wife hadn't had sex in more than six months. All the stress from his injury, and his parents and then their fighting had seriously strained him and his wife's relationship. So there had been NO sex. Dutch nodded in understanding and consoled Bammer. Dutch also had an idea. An idea that got his heart to jump up into his throat. He smiled to himself, and knew what he had to do.

It just so happened, that Bammer's birthday had recently passed. So Dutch and Kit took him out for a good steak dinner, and some beers. Bammer drank too much. He always did when he was in a safe and controlled situation. This was no exception. By the time they left, Bammer was slurring his words, and swaying when he walked. Dutch was a quite tipsy as well, but Kit had stayed sober, and drove them home.

When they arrived at their house, they all three crashed in the family room to watch a DVD that Dutch and Bammer had been talking about all evening. As they settled in to watch, Bammer had another couple beers, Dutch had a vodka and cran-apple, and Kit made herself a very stiff, frozen pina colada. After the movie, Dutch said he was tired, and said he was going to go to bed. Kit nodded, and said she would too. Dutch told Bammer to stay up and watch whatever he wanted, for as long as he wanted, but Bammer mumbled that he was tired too, and said that he'd probably just go to bed. Kit kissed Bammer's cheek, and wished him a happy birthday again. He thanked them both for a great evening, and went up to bed. Kit and Dutch followed a couple minutes later. As they walked up the stairs, Dutch grabbed Kit's ass playfully. Kit smiled and slapped his hand.

"Stop, Bammer's door is open." She said under her breath, giggling. But he could see the playful, lusty look in her eye. Dutch smiled wide and looked over at the door to Bammer's bedroom. The light was on, and the door open. He could see his friend pulling his shirt off.

When they got into their bedroom, Kit skipped away as Dutch reached for her. "No....." she said in a little girl voice, and ran into the master bath just off their bedroom. Dutch chased her, but she closed the door, laughing. He heard her lock it. He laughed, and turned to the bed, stripping out of his clothes, down to his trunks. He was half hard in anticipation of putting his idea into effect. He lay on the bed, and turned on the TV.

After a good five or so minutes of surfing the channels, he heard Kit turn off the water in the bathroom. He heard her unlock the door, then crack it open. Dutch looked over at the door and smiled. Kit was hiding behind the door, peaking out and smiling at him. Then with a rush, she opened the door, and came running out into the bedroom. Dutch's eyes popped open wide. Kit was totally nude. She'd obviously stripped completely in the bathroom. Without a word, Kit jumped up onto the bed, and onto Dutch, pinning him on the bed with her naked body. He wrapped his arms around her, and pulling her to him, kissed her soundly. She kissed him back in response, and then moaned as she rubbed her naked body on him. Her double D tits were warm and soft and mashed against his chest. He reached down with both hands, and cupped her wide, smooth ass cheeks. Kit giggled again, and then moaned more as he massaged them. She gyrated on him, rubbing her crotch against his. He was soon as hard as an iron bar.

Feeling his erection, Kit sat up, and taking hold of the elastic waistband of his trunks, stripped them off him and threw them across the room. His hard cock sprang out and pulsed against his abdomen. Kit took it in both hands, and massaged it slowly. It was Dutch's turn to moan. Then she lay back down on him, and trapped his hard-on between her slightly parted thighs. Kit started to gyrate her hips on his again. His cock sliding along and against her pussy lips. Dutch could feel how wet she was already. They both moaned. Then Kit lifted her torso off of him, and put her big tits into his face. Dutch eagerly started licking and sucking first one of her super sensitive nipples then the other alternating back and forth. Kit moaned loudly. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked around Kit's torso, and saw that the door to their bedroom was open almost a quarter of the way. Kit's moans had to be reaching the guestroom. Dutch went back to sucking and licking her nipples. Kit straddled him, then reached down and taking his hard cock in one hand, guided it to her sopping wet pussy. She moved it back a forth a few times, then put the tip against the opening. She let go of it, and sat back and down. The head easily popped into her ready hole. Dutch pushed his hips up into her as she up straight, driving his cock into her fully and deeply.

"OH GOD!!! YES!!! THAT'S SO GOOD!!! FUCK ME!!! I WANT TO CUM SO BADLY!!!" Kit wailed as Dutch started to thrust his hips up and down. Driving his cock in and out of her tight pussy. Kit fell forward again, her mouth hanging open as she gasped and moaned. As her big heavy tits settled over his face again, Dutch leaned up and started licking and sucking her nipples again. This drove her even crazier. She humped, and gyrated and flexed her hips in counter point to his every thrust.

"OH GOD BABY!!! DON'T STOP!!! I WANT TO CUM SO HARD!!! She moaned loudly. Dutch just smiled to himself, and kept up his hard steady fucking pace. He had a plan.

"Oh god baby.....yes...yes...I love your tight pussy.....mmmmmm...." Dutch moaned. He thrust up hard into her. He already felt the beginnings of his orgasm starting to build. He knew it wouldn't be too long. Kit continued to hump and thrust on him. Her tight pussy gripping him hard. She was totally horny.

"Fuck me! FUCK ME!!!" she wailed, and arched back on him. He knew she was getting close to coming.

"Oh god baby!.........cum.....yes....cum for me.....!" Dutch moaned loudly as his own orgasm raced at him.

"Mmmmmm.......yes.....make me c-c-cum baby!" Kit moaned, still sitting up over him bouncing and flexing her hips. "I'm so close!!" she breathed.

Then Dutch tensed and thrust into her hard.

"I'M COMING!!!" Dutch moaned loudly, and felt himself erupt into Kit's pussy. Kit tensed and full over onto Dutch. Dutch grunted and held her tightly to him, thrusting and shooting his cum up into her. Kit moaned and flexed. But he knew she wasn't cumming. After a bit his orgasm waned, and he relaxed. Kit lay on him panting. His cock softened quickly, and slipped out of her. He held her gently, and she settled next to him.

"Feel good baby? You cum?" Dutch asked softly.

"Mmmmm.....yes." Kit lied.

"Good. I love it when you cum." Dutch said, kissing her forehead. Then he extricated himself from under her, and went into the bathroom. "I'll get a washcloth for you." He said.

He could see her from about the shoulders down in the large mirror above the sinks, as he waited for the water to get warm. She lay there on the bed, and as he watched, he saw her hand wander down over her breasts, and dip down between her parted legs. She started rubbing herself gently, but soon she picked up the pace and began to play with herself more quickly. He waited and watched, the water already warm. He lingered with the washcloth, cleaning himself off, and then rinsing it with fresh water. It took a couple minutes, and he saw her stiffen suddenly, then her hips flexed several times, and she arched her back. He knew she was coming.

"You know what Bammer told me today?" he asked over his shoulder as if nothing else were going on.

"Um, what?" she said in a hoarse and partially breathless voice.

Pretending not to notice, Dutch squeezed the excess water out of the washcloth and turned to walk back into the bedroom. Kit relaxed, and made to stretch. Dutch unfolded the cloth, and lay it against her very wet pussy. He started to wash her.

"Wow, you really did cum hard, you're soaked." He said.

"Told you I did." She replied nonchalantly as she rolled over onto on hip so he could wash her ass, and the backs of her thighs.

"I said, do you know what Bammer told me today?" he repeated.

"No, what? She asked as he threw the cloth back into the bathroom, and began wiping her dry with a clean towel he'd also brought out of the bathroom.

"He told me, that he and K haven't had sexing in over six months. Nothing. At all." He said looking at her.

"You're kidding, why?" Kit replied.

"He said it was all the stress, and everything with his parents and all. He said he was so horny he could barely walk anymore." Dutch answered laughing.

"Wow. That sucks." She said smiling a bit.

"Yeah good thing we've got such a great and regular sex life, huh." Dutch said then climbed into bed next to her. "I'm so damn tired, I think it's all the booze I had tonight."

"Yep, I'm tired too. Night honey." Kit said then leaned over and kissed him. But Dutch was already half asleep. Kit turned out the light, and lay in bed flipping through channels on the TV. Soon Dutch was snoring soundly. Thoughts ran through her mind. And she chewed her lower lip thinking.

***

Kit crept across the loft a silent shadow, and then quietly moved up to the guestroom door, which was open, a 1/4 of the way. She peaked in, and although the main room light was off, the small reading lamp on the bedside table was still on. Bammer was stretched out asleep above the covers on the queen-sized bed, wearing only a pair of white cotton briefs snoring like a broken chainsaw. One of Dutch's Playboys was lying half open next to him on the bed. He'd obviously found it in the guest bath, where Dutch left them sometimes and had been looking through it before he had fallen asleep.

Kit slid the short satin robe she was wearing off, and let it fall to the floor. She was nude except for a black lace shelf bra. Her large bronzy-pink areolas faced straight ahead of her, which they did naturally anyway, but now they were sitting up higher, and were pressed a lot closer together than normal. The nipples that crowned her large areolas were fully erect. She looked back across the loft to the half closed master bedroom door. Then turning back to the guest bedroom door, she took a deep breath to steady her nerves, and then put her hand on the door knob.

Slowly, quietly Kit opened the door far enough for her to slip in. Bammer stirred slightly as the door creaked. Kit froze. But Bammer started to snore again. Holding her breath, Kit entered the room on soft feet. Then turning she quietly closed the door again. As it clicked in the jam, she turned the little dial in the center of the knob, locking it. Bammer stirred again, mumbling something in his sleep. Kit watched him for a minute, and then walked quietly to the near side of the bed. Carefully, she removed the Playboy from his relaxed hand, and laid it on the nightstand. Slowly, and gently, Kit climbed onto the bed, and moved over next to Bammer, laying on one hip, and holding herself up on one arm facing him. She looked up and down his body, and shuddered slightly in anticipation.

Reaching over, Kit gently laid her right hand on the very obvious bulge in the front of Bammer's briefs. His cock was partially soft, but filled the front of his briefs. He'd obviously fallen asleep with a hard-on from the Playboy. Slowly, gently Kit started to massage it through the soft cotton material. Bammer stirred slightly, turned his head and flexed his hips a little. A soft mumbled moan escaped his lips. Kit could see he was still asleep. His cock started to harden. As it did, Kit massaged it more firmly, but still gently and slowly. It soon filled his briefs and had nowhere left to expand.

Kit watched Bammer for any sign of waking, and when she was sure he was still asleep, carefully reached up with her right hand, and slid her finger into the front of the waistband. She froze there as Bammer shifted a bit. He started breathing deeply again, and Kit gently began to pull the elastic waistband away from his skin. Luckily they weren't overly tight, and the waistband came away easily, without pulling or pinching him. When she had it pulled out enough, she sat up fully, and with both her hands, gently pulled the waistband down over his rigid member. The waistband slipping over his hips a bit, and gathered under the base of his shaft. The waistband stretched against his hips. His hard cock angled out the top, pulsing and throbbing.

She looked at his cock. It was a bit longer than average, she guessed about six and a half to seven inches or so, but it was very thick and wide. She gripped it gently with her right hand, naked skin to naked skin, and started stroking him again. He lengthened a bit more, and then thickened to his full hardness. He was a big boy. Dutch had been right when he'd told her about Bammer's size. She shuddered slightly. A clear drop of pre-cum oozed out the tip of his cock as she stroked him up and down. She used her thumb to smear it around the head, make it slick, and allowing her hand to slide more easily on it. Bammer moaned in his drunken sleep. His hips flexed slightly, and more pre-cum oozed out. Kit spread this along the shaft, and his cock became nice and slippery. She increased the speed of her strokes. Bammer moaned again, more clearly. His hips flexed again, this time more forcefully. Kit took her eyes off his cock in her hand, and looked up at his face. His eyes fluttered a bit. His mouth hung open partly in a silent moan. She knew he was starting to awaken.

Kit moved her left hand to the side, taking hold of the waistband of his briefs, and started pulling them down over his hips. When he flexed his hips again, she slid them over his hips and down to his mid thighs. She let them go and they gathered there. She then moved herself up and pressed her upper torso against his as her right hand angled his long thick rock hard cock straight up and started to stroke it harder and faster. His eyes fluttered again, and then opened. Kit smiled, as he focused on her, then on her tits, as she leaned herself over his face. Her nipples were three inches from his mouth. Before he could say anything or react at all, she thrust her tits into his face.

"Take my tits, suck my nipples." She commanded in a harsh and throaty whisper. The look of shock on Bammer's face was quickly replaced by recognition, then lust. His hands came up on either side of her tits, and his mouth opened wide as she leaned down into him fully. "Oh God.....Fuck yes.....That's so good." She moaned then as his mouth locked around her left areola, and his tongue flicked over her stiff little nipple. He sucked on it, and bit it gently. Every time eliciting a new fresh moan from Kit. She twisted her torso so he could lick and suck the right nipple as well. The entire time, Kit continued to stroke and twist his hard cock.

***

Dutch awoke as he felt the bed shift. He lay still in the half-light of the TV and waited. After a few seconds he began to feign that he was asleep again. Even managing a convincing, rumbling and heavy breathing snore. He listened intently and heard Kit walk across the room to the master bath. She closed the door then turned on the light. He heard the water come on. Dutch smiled to himself and watched the door through half lidded eyes, still faking a steady snore.

After a few minutes, he heard the water go off again, and then Kit came out again after first turning off the light. He could just make out her nude form in the bluish light of the TV. She stood at the foot of the bed watching him for a minute, then turned and opened one of her dresser drawers. He watched as well as he could as she pulled out her favorite black lace shelf bra, and slipped it on. It was made of a soft material with rigid support that held her huge tits up and out front, while leaving the front fully open, and exposing her areolas and nipples entirely. She then threw on her short satin robe from where it hung on the back of her closet door.

Again she stopped and watched Dutch for several long seconds. Dutch, much to his credit, shifted slightly, then mumbled in his supposed sleep, and then resumed his false snoring. Kit waited another couple seconds, then went to the bedroom door, opened it slowly and quietly, then slipped out of the bedroom, and closed the door most of the way behind her.

Dutch waited maybe ten seconds, and then slipped out of bed. He himself still fully nude, he padded on soft feet to the bedroom door. Carefully he looked out through the partial opening. He could see her standing across the loft at the guestroom door. The room Bammer was staying in. Dutch's pulse jumped up, and his breath quickened. He saw Kit slip the robe off and drop it to the floor. He had to duck back for a sec, as he saw Kit turn and look back at the doorway he was peeking through. When he looked through the crack again, he saw Kit enter the guest room, and close the door behind her.

Immediately, Dutch rushed to the TV atop his dresser that faced the foot of the bed. He switched on the VCR, and then switched the TV over to the Line1 channel. The TV picture switched from the infomercial it had been showing on late night TV to show the inside of the guestroom. The color pin-hole camera with sound that he had set up in there earlier that day was working perfectly. Dutch could clearly see Bammer passed out on the bed, above the covers, clad only in his tightey-whiteys. He made sure the tape was recording, then stepped back as he saw Kit enter the picture, and climbed onto the bed, clad only in the black lace shelf bra, but otherwise totally nude. She removed a magazine from beside Bammer, and then she lay down next to him on his right side. After a second she reached over and began to massage his cock through the material of his underwear. Dutch smiled as his own cock began to harden. By the time he had climbed back into his and Kit's marital bed, he was fully erect and pulsing. Laying back he wrapped his right hand around his thick hard cock and started to masturbate while watching Kit's activities with Bammer in the other room.

***

Kit moaned loudly as Bammer's talented tongue swirled and whirled around her hard nipples. Bammer's muffled sucking and slurping could just barely be heard over her moans, and sighs. Kit's hand had moved down off Bammer's hard cock and was now cupping and massaging his lightly haired balls. His cock lying angled against his lower abdomen, pulsing and jumping. Kit turned, and without a word, moved herself down closer to his hips tearing her tits away from his wanting mouth. Gripping his cock by the base she lifted it up straight again, then she leaned in. Her tongue flicked out and over the large smooth head of his cock, and Bammer moaned loudly this time. Kit smiled, and then took the head into her mouth, stretching her lips over it. She held it there, and smashed her tongue around the tip as she gently sucked. Bammer shuddered, and his hips flexed. Sucking the head harder, Kit started to stroke the thick shaft again with her free hand. Bammer gripped the bed tearing at the covers with his fingers. Kit's head started to bob up and down on him. Her hand following her mouth up and down, stroking and wringing and twisting up and down the shaft. Then she took him deep, all the way down until him lips mashed against his abdomen. She held it there, in her mouth, partly in her throat for several seconds, then slid it slowly back up and out again. Bammer moaned loudly. She would alternate between stroking and twisting and bobbing her head up and down, and taking him deep again and again and again. She knew she gave great head.

"Oh baby, if you keep that up I'm gonna cum." Bammer whispered between grunts. Kit slowed her sucking and stroking, and then pulled up off of his cock. It was red and glistened with her saliva.

"Well, then come here and fuck me, so we can both come." Kit said as she moved her legs around, and lay down lengthwise on the bed. Bammer moved up and over her. Kit parted her legs wide, and Bammer moved his hips in between her parted legs. He held himself up over her on his arms, and looked down between them. Kit reached down, and took his cock with her hand. Gently she moved it up until it pointed at her soaking pussy. The tip nudged against the opening as Bammer moved his hips forward. It pressed in against the tight muscles that ringed her pussy.

"Gentle baby, you're a lot bigger then I'm used to. Go easy." Kit said softly. Bammer nodded, and pressed his hips in harder. Kit felt the resistance, and a slight bit of pain as her tight pussy failed to yield. She took a deep breath then let it out slowly, trying to relax as much as possible. Bammer relaxed then tried again. The thick, smooth head of his cock pressed in again, and he pushed harder again. Kit bit her lip, and held onto his arms. He just wasn't getting in. He sat back again, and then reached down. He slid first one then a second then a third finger into her. Kit jumped as he started to slide them in and out, spreading them open a little bit each time. Soon the pleasure far out stripped the pain she was feeling and she started to moan again. His thick fingers were working magic in her needy pussy. After several minutes, Bammer slid them out then leaned back over Kit. She felt the big head of his cock at her pussy again. This time as he pressed in against her, the resistance gave, and the head pushed its way into her tight opening. Kit tensed as a bright flash of pain shot through her, only to be replaced immediately by an intense sensation of pleasure. Kit reached her arms up over her head and gripped the black wrought iron headboard with both hands. Bammer pushed steadily, then pulled back a bit, then pushed in again. The tightness lessened with his every thrust, until he was in her fully. Kit hadn't felt this filled in years. He had stretched her wide, and it felt so good.

"OH GOD!!!!! Kit moaned loudly as Bammer started to saw in and out of her. With steady even strokes he started to drive into her like a piston. Kit pulled her legs up, bending her knees, and placing them on either side of Bammer's torso, as he held himself over her on his strong arms. "YES!....FUCK!...ME!...HARD!...BABY!" Kit moaned again.

Bammer had his eyes closed in concentration as he fucked her soundly. He kept his hips moving in a steady pace. Driving in and out, in and out.

"Unh...unh...unh...unh...unh...unh...unh..." Kit moaned with every driving thrust. She moved her legs up over Bammer's shoulders, one on either side of his head, and he started picking up speed. They were both sweating heavily now, and it was flying off them with their humping.

"I'm gonna cum.......I'm gonna cum!!!" Kit wailed, and then she tensed for several seconds, before going wild, thrusting and flexing her hips into Bammer again and again.

"OHHHH....YESSSSSSSSSSSS" Kit moaned in a high pitched shriek as she came again and again. Multiple orgasms washed through her, and her pussy exploded, gushing juices out, spraying it all over Bammer's driving cock, and soaking everything around their grinding pelvises. Bammer kept up his steady fucking. After almost a minute, Kit calmed and relaxed back onto the bed.

"Oh my god!" Kit sighed breathlessly. Bammer slowed his thrusting then slowly slid out of her. His whole crotch was soaked and dripping with her cum. "You didn't cum did you?" she asked swallowing hard.

"No, not yet." Bammer said taking deep breaths. He sat back on his knees; his large, thick cock was bright red, and pulsing visibly as it stuck out straight from his abdomen. "Turn over; I want to do it that way." He said. Kit smiled, and flipped over.

"Mmmmm......I like that." Kit said as she got up on her knees, her wide hips and smooth ass high in the air now. She left her head and shoulders down on the bed, and mounded a pillow up under her head. Bammer adjusted himself so he was behind her and between her spread legs. He took hold of his cock, and then moved his hips forward. The head nestled into her slit, and then as he pushed, he stretched her open anew as the head easily slid in now, followed by the entire length of his shaft.

"OHHHHH!!" Kit moaned as his thick cock split her again. He bottomed out, and then started moving in and out of her. He held her hips, and was soon fucking her again with the same steady pace as before. Kit had to reach up and put her hand against the headboard to keep herself in place, and prevent her head from being slammed against it.

***

Dutch was amazed at the fucking going on in the other room. He had already cum once while he masturbated and watched his wife and friend on the TV. The camera was positioned perfectly; he could see pretty much everything. And the built-in mic picked up every sound.

Kit was getting a good fucking, and he hoped Bammer was too. That was the object of having set this all up this way after all. He knew what a good fuck she was, and he was sure she was loving every second Bammer's big cock was in her. He lay back and continued to watch, feeling his second orgasm quickly approaching.

***

Bammer started to move faster. He was closing in on his orgasm. Holding Kit's hips tightly, he pulled her back into him with his every thrust forward. He hoped she'd cum again before he did. He was just stunned at this turn of events. Here he was fucking the hell out of one of his best friend's wives, and it had all been her idea. He had lusted after her, and wondered for years what it would be like to fuck Kit. Now here he was, doing just that. And he was loving it. He really needed this. A good, hard, fuck.

Kit was holding on hard, her orgasm was rushing up on her now and it was only a matter of seconds before she would cum a second time on Bammer's wonderful cock. She couldn't remember the last time she had cum a second time while fucking. At least not with Dutch, unless he was using a toy on her.

"Oh god!!! I'm gonna......cum......again!!!" she wailed, then it hit her, and she was cumming again, even harder than the first time. She humped back against Bammer, and her pussy just absolutely exploded. She gushed and gushed and gushed her fluids out. Lights, and sound erupted in her head, and she couldn't breathe. The pleasure was so intense, that she almost felt as if she was going to pass out.

"UGH..... I'm coming!!" Bammer grunted then thrust hard into her as he felt the flood of her juices. Kit collapsed under him and he fell forward on her fully, catching himself with his arms, and driving his erupting cock deep into her tight, spasming pussy. He held himself up on his arms as he drove his hips forward as he continued to cum. He was shaking and sweating. He hung his head, and his eyes were closed tightly. He gasped for breath, panting and grunting as spasm after spasm of pleasure shot through him then out the end of his cock. Finally, his orgasm lessened, and then tapered off fully. He stayed in that position though not trusting himself to move yet. His cock still hard and buried in Kit's pussy. Kit stirred slightly beneath him, and he decided to chance moving now. Slowly, gently he slid back, and pulled his now half erect cock out of Kit. There was a loud sucking sound as he slid it out, then a pop as the tight seal they'd formed broke. He shuddered again as an aftershock of pleasure hit him. He then rolled off and onto his back next to her on the bed. Kit didn't move. He lay there for awhile as his breathing returned to normal and the sweat cooled on his body.

Kit finally moved. Although she didn't want to. She wanted to stay there, floating in that heavenly cloud of total pleasure. But reality was settling in again. The sweat was making her cold. And her breathing was good again. But man she was sore. And worn out. She was glad Bammer had finally cum. Because much longer and she might not have been able to walk ever again. God her pussy was throbbing. She could feel the huge amount of hot thick cum Bammer had shot into her, dripping out and running over her clit to pool on the bed beneath her. Holy shit he had cum hard. She turned her head and pulled her hair away from her face to look at him. He was laying next to her on his back, his eyes closed, breathing deeply. His cock had returned to its normal flaccid state, and lay limply between his slightly parted thighs. His whole body shone with sweat and their mixed cum, especially hers. She was surprised that the last time she hadn't sprayed the wall across from the bed. Slowly she pulled herself together, and got up from the bed. Bammer stirred and opened his eyes. He looked up at her. And smiled.

Walking as gently as she could, she moved around to his side of the bed, and leaned down. Looking him in the eyes, she kissed him gently once. Then stood again.

"Happy Birthday." She said in a low voice. Then she walked over to the door, unlocked it, and opened it. Without looking back, she stepped out into the hallway, and closed it behind her. She carefully picked up her discarded robe, and headed back to her and Dutch's bedroom. Oh yeah, she was gonna be sore tomorrow. And maybe even the next day.

***

Dutch shot his second load of cum onto his thigh and lower abdomen watching Kit go crazy cumming on Bammer's cock as Bammer fucked her doggy-style and filled her deep with his own load of hot cum. Dutch shuddered and gasped and moaned as he came. Panting hard, and jerking his cock hard and fast, it washed over him hard. When it finally died down, he was a mess of cum and sweat. Up on the TV, Bammer had rolled off of Kit, and Dutch could see Bammer's cum oozing out of Kit's gaping, swollen pussy. He figured the way they were lying there, they were through, and so he quickly and quietly got up, and went into the bathroom. Wetting a washcloth with warm water, he quickly cleaned himself up. Then went back out into the bedroom. He looked up at the TV and saw Kit lean down and kiss Bammer, then wish him a happy birthday. Dutch smiled.

"Yeah, Happy Birthday buddy." He said to the TV, meaning every bit of it. Then as Kit left the guestroom, he changed the channel back to regular TV, and hopped back into bed. Listening, he heard Kit's soft footsteps at the bedroom door. It creaked slightly as she opened it, then again as she closed it. He heard her go into the bathroom, and close the door. She was in there for a good half hour, cleaning herself up and out he assumed. He smiled to himself. When she finally came out, she looked better, more refreshed at least as much as he could tell through his half lidded eyes. Kit walked around to her side, and then gently got in bed.

Kit lay there thinking about everything that had just happened. Her pussy was still throbbing and sore. Hell she was sore halfway down her legs. But she also felt very sexually satisfied. She was still shuddering with mini, after effect zings of pleasure. She was glad she could help Bammer out when he was down. And knew she'd given him one hell of a birthday present. Smiling she looked over at Dutch who had slept blissfully through the whole thing. Leaning over she kissed him on the cheek.

"I love you." She whispered to him, knowing he wouldn't hear it. Then she lay back and closed her eyes. In less than a minute she was asleep.

Dutch felt her shift on the bed then her lips were on his cheek and she kissed him. Her whisper washed over him sweeter than any orgasm, and it was everything he could do to remain still. He felt her shift again, and then knew she was asleep, when her breathing changed and deepened. He turned his head, looked at her and smiled. Sleep came to him almost as fast as it had come to her. And he dreamed good, happy dreams.<END>