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Authors name: Alden Bradley
Story title : My 33rd Birthday
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My 33rd Birthday (MMF, wife sharing)
By: Alden Bradley (zzztopper@aol.com)
Copyright: 1999
While we had often talked about it during sex, the
fantasy of seeing and hearing my wife with another man
didn't seem to ever come close to being realized.
I had brought home an eight inch vibrator, shaped and
veined like a massive cock. I would fuck her with it
while she sucked me off. She claimed to enjoy the
sensation of two organs in her at the same time. Yet,
afterwards reality returned. She had no desire to have
anyone in her bed but me.
And so I turned to the A.S.S. for the fictional and
semi-fictional descriptions of others who had enjoyed
the fulfillment of this fantasy. Occasionally I would
share the writings with her, demonstrating that it was
not a unique or unusual fantasy, and that others had
tried and liked the experience.
It was at the same time that I realized that vocaliza-
tions were an incredible turn-on for me. While I cared
little for "talking dirty", just the sound of an "Oh,
that feels good," or a "do it softer, harder, etc."
made me wild with desire. We agreed to practice that
aspect in our sex lives. She said she could take it
or leave it, but assented to verbalizing her feelings
for me.
Within six weeks, she was talking a blue streak and
our sex lives had never been better. She was interest-
ed in trying different positions. She settled on doggie
style as her favorite.
"It feels wonderful and dirty," she said. "It's very
exciting."
"Now you know how I feel when you talk to me," I re-
sponded. "And why I'd like to see you with someone
else."
Her second favorite position was astride me. "It gives
me the feeling of being in control. I like that," she
said.
She paused one evening, while riding me and asked,
"Tell me about your fantasy. What would it be like?"
And so, as she rode me, I described the whole scene to
her. It made her incredibly aroused. She bucked on
me, squeezing me with her cunt muscles and screaming
the arrival of each new orgasm.
Afterwards, during the snuggling session, she said,
"Do you really want to do that?"
"That's my fantasy," I replied. "Don't you have one
you'd like to see come true?"
"Not really," she said. "I guess I'll just share yours."
We celebrated my 33rd birthday on a Friday night. The
house was full of friends and a few relatives. Balloons
and streamers hung everywhere. We had wine, beer,
snacks, and of course, birthday cake. The gifts were
decent and I was feeling warm and welcomed in my group
of friends and kinfolk. A single guy from my wife's
workplace, Patrick, was also in attendance. I had seen
him several times, but we had never really gotten to
know each other.
Throughout the evening, Patrick, or Pat, as my wife
called him, wore a small red bow on his lapel.
"Are you into AIDS support?" I asked, indicating the
ribbon.
"I'm not really an activist. No, Jan asked me to wear
this," he answered.
The party broke up at about eleven. Most of our friends
had to work on Saturday. The relatives all had chil-
dren with baby-sitters they had to collect. As the
guests filtered out, my wife would wish them well and
thank them for coming. Eventually, the only ones left
were Pat, my wife Jan and I.
"A real nice party, Jan," I said. "Thank you."
"The best is yet to come," Jan giggled. I suspected
she'd had a touch too much of the wine.
"Really?"
"You haven't asked about my present, yet," she said.
"Well, I thought the party..." I began.
"Was just the start," she smiled. "Did you see Pat-
rick's red bow?"
"He said you asked him to wear it," I replied, somewhat
proud of my detective work.
"Did he tell you why?" Jan inquired.
"No. Just that you told him to wear it."
"Pat is going to be my present to you," Jan said with
finality.
What the hell? I looked at Pat. He shrugged.
"You are to go upstairs, birthday boy, undress, and
seat yourself in the hardback chair in our bedroom,"
Jan instructed me. "Do you understand me?"
"Yes, I understand what you said."
"Pat and I will be up in a few minutes," she said.
"Oh," she continued, "and before I forget," she held
out a triangle of black cloth. "Form this into a
blindfold and tie it on yourself."
I leapt for the stairs. In the room, I stripped,
folded the triangular cloth into a blindfold and tied
it and sat in the hardback chair as Jan had instructed.
I sat there, my mind racing through a variety of
scenarios while I waited for Pat and Jan to arrive.
"Oh dear," Jan exclaimed as she walked into he room.
"This won't do! The chair is turned wrong. Stand up,
Brian," she instructed. I stood. She shuffled the
chair around then led me by the hand to the newly
situated seat.
"Now you're facing the corner, like you're supposed to.
And, no cheating.
"Pat, will you help me bind him to the chair?"
"If that's what you want," Pat answered.
My arms were tied to the chair arms with strips of
cloth. Then my ankles were bound to the legs of the
chair.
"There," Jan pronounced. "I don't think he can move
out of there, do you?"
"I don't see how," Pat responded.
Suddenly my wife's lips were at my ear. I could feel
her hot breath as she whispered, "Remember. You asked
for this. Tonight, I'm going to let Pat fuck me. And
you're going to hear it all."
My heart leapt in my throat and my gut did a serious
flip. She was really going to do it.
"Kiss me, Pat," she ordered.
I strained to hear the joining of their mouths and wet
slurping of their tongues dueling each other. My wife
groaned gently.
"Oh, that is nice. You're a wonderful kisser, Pat."
Then the sound of more smacking and slurping.
"I think we should take off our clothes, don't you?" I
heard my wife say. Then, "Here, let me help you with
your belt."
I heard the tinkle of metal as she unlatched the buckle.
"Why, Pat? Are you hot for me already?" Jan giggled.
I heard Pat groan this time.
"Oh, that's a wonderful cock. Do you mind if I kiss
it?"
I strained at my bonds briefly, and turned my head to
the side, hoping to catch a glimpse through the bottom
of the blindfold. But I had done too good a job with
it and all I could see was blackness.
My ears strained to hear. There was a smacking, then
a small moan from Pat. I could visualize my wife
taking the head of his cock between her lips. I let
out my own groan.
"Brian must be able to hear me sucking on your cock,
Pat. Can you hear that, Brian?"
"Yes," I breathed.
"He has a wonderful cock, Brian. All hard and velvety
smooth. I'm going to lick and suck on it now," she
told me.
The picture danced through my mind. I could see her
licking his length in my imagination, then taking him
between her lips and sucking him into her mouth. Her
muffled groan indicated to me that she had engulfed
him.
I listened to the silence as she worked on him. Very
small sounds emanated from the two as she sucked on
his dick. My own cock was rock hard with excitement.
"Very nice," she pronounced. "But I don't want you to
come too fast.
"I'm going to finish undressing for Pat, now, Brian.
First, my T-shirt. Did you know I wasn't wearing a
bra tonight, Brian? Pat found out when he caressed my
breasts when I was sucking his dick. Now my T-shirt
is off and he can see them.
"You can kiss them and suck on my nipples, if you like,
Pat. I like that."
My wife let out a low, wavering "ohhhhh yes" sounds.
I knew that Pat had affixed his lips to a nipple and
was tonguing it.
"Mmmmm," Jan said. "That feels wonderful. Now I'm
removing my jeans while Pat sucks on my breasts.
Mmmmmm. All I have left on are my red panties, you
know, the little ones you bought me from Frederick's
last July, Brian?"
I did know, indeed. They were little more than a red
patch with three strings.
"I think I'd like you to remove these, Pat," my wife
directed. "That's right, hook your fingers in the
strings and just slide them down my hips."
I knew my wife was standing naked in front of a man
I barely knew.
"Do you like how I've shaved my little patch for you,
Pat? Just a thumbnail of hair. You'll find everything
else is baby smooth down there too."
Patrick groaned and my wife yelled, "Ooooooo!" It was
obvious to me that Pat had buried himself in Jan's
naked thatch.
After a moment of silence, "Nice tongue!" Jan exclaimed.
"But, wait! Let me lie on the bed so you can reach me
easier."
I heard the sound of pressure on our bed.
"Now, baby. Come eat my pussy," Jan cooed.
This time there was plenty of noise for me to discern.
As Pat climbed on to the bed and positioned himself I
could hear him licking and slurping away at my wife's
pussy. She moaned and whimpered, calling instructions
to him throughout.
"Oh, yes. Lick my clit. Ummmm, yes. Like that.
Ohhhhh, baby. I'm so close to coming. Now, fuck me
with your tongue. Oooooo, yes. Just like that. Rub
your nose on my clit and fuck me with your tongue.
That's right. You hear, Brian? Pat is making me cum.
Ooooooo! Ohhhhh, mmmmmm, yes. Just like that....oh,
that was a good one. Now, just the clit, very softly.
It's ready for your lips. Suck it in your mouth, Pat,
and tease it with your tongue. Ohhhhh. Good. Oh,
you're very good. Make me come again, Pat. Lick the
length. That's it. Now suck the inner folds in your
mouth and tongue my clit. Mmmmmmm. Oh, yesssss.
Awwwwww. Ohhhhhhhh. Mmmmmm. Excellent!"
My mind whirled with the image of my wife, on her back
in our bed, with Pat's head buried between her thighs,
his lips, teeth and tongue working on my wife's
genitalia. My prick throbbed and bobbed. I strained
at my bonds again, desperate to touch myself and re-
lieve the cum building in my loins. "Oh, god!" I
moaned.
Jan's lips were at my ear again, her breath steamy hot
on the side of my face. "Are you enjoying this, Brian?
Do you like to hear your wife being eaten and licked by
another man?"
"Mmmm, oh, yes," I moaned. "I wish I could see."
"You'll get your chance.
"But, for now, I'm going to let Pat fuck me, fuck me
from behind, the way we do it. Is that what you want?"
"Yes, yes! Let me see it!"
"No, not yet. First, you'll have to listen to it."
Jan left my side.
"My pussy is all hot and wet for you, Pat. My husband
and I want you to fuck me. Fuck me like this."
The bed rustled as I heard Jan crawl on it.
"Give me your cock, baby. That's it. Slide it up and
down my slit. Mmmmmm. Like that. Now, put it in me.
That's it. Slowly. I can feel the head right at the
entrance. Push slowly. Nice. You feel how wet my
pussy is? Slide it in me. Oooooo. I feel all filled
up with it. All the way, now. Push it in. Ohhhhhhh.
That's heaven."
In my mind I could see her kneeling on the bed, Pat
behind her, his cock sliding slowly into her. She
always wriggled a little as it when it, making that
"Oooooo" noise.
"Pat's got his hot, hard dick buried all the way in me
now, Brian. I love the feel of it inside me.
"Now, Pat. Very slowly, fuck me. Fuck me slowly."
There was no sound as his cock slid silently in and
out of her. I surmised that the noise would start
when she couldn't stand it anymore and directed him to
pound into her.
"Ohhhhhh. Feels so good. Mmmmmmm. Keep stroking me
just like that. I'm rocking backwards to take all of
him in me, Brian. Mmmmmmm. What a wonderful feeling.
It's like I can almost feel every ridge and vein on
his hard cock. Ohhhhhh.
"Okay, Pat, faster now. Make me cum, Pat. Oooooooo.
Faster. Harder."
Now I could hear the slap as he pounded into her. Her
wet pussy made nasty slurping noises as he drove into
her.
"Yes, Pat. Hard. Fast. Just like that. Ohhhhhh.
Mmmmmmm."
Suddenly there was a sound from Jan I'd never heard
before. It was almost a shriek. It started with a
high pitched "Eeeeeee" and ended with a low, warbling
"oh oh oh oh oh" sound.
"Pat has put a wet finger in my ass," Jan breathed.
"Oh oh oh, it's incredible. Mmmmmmmm. Oh, god! I'm
cumming. I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" she started to
yell.
In my mind I saw her pushing her ass toward him,
banging back at him, clutching him with her cunt
muscles. The slap, slap, slap sounds got faster and
faster as they beat their bodies together.
My wife screamed, "Awwwwwwww shit! Awwwwwwww shit!
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
Then there was the sound of several grunts. Then I
hear Pat's guttural, "Unnnnnhhhhhhh." I knew he was
shooting his load into Jan.
The noises in the room ceased, except for my wife's
breathless repetition, "Oh, my god. Oh, my god."
"That was incredible," I offered from my chair.
"You're not kidding," Jan said from the bed. The next
thing I knew she was at my side. "How's little Willie
doing?" she asked.
"He's ready to shoot at the first touch."
I felt her fingernail scrape up the side surface.
"Like that?" she teased.
"Certainly not too much more."
"Well, he's going to have to wait," she responded.
"Pat, you can use the bathroom down the hall to get
ready for the next act," Jan told him. I heard him
pad out of the room.
"So, how's your birthday so far?" she asked.
"So far it has been thoroughly delightful."
She untied the blindfold. My eyes took a moment to
adjust to the light. I saw my wife standing next to
me, nude. Come was dribbling down the inside of her
thigh.
"You're going to make a mess," I offered.
She looked down, then scooped up the dribble on her
finger. She looked at it a second, then smeared it
over the bulging bulb at the top of my cock.
"Please don't do that," I pleaded with her.
"Why not? I'm going to take care of it." With that,
she leaned over and licked the head of my dick.
"If you do that, I'm going to shoot my load in your
mouth."
"No you won't," she said, confidently. "Not until
later tonight." She licked Pat's come off my dick
and then ran into the bathroom.
"What's act two?" I yelled to her.
"You'll see," she yelled back. "Happy birthday!"
"Thank you."
She was right. I did see. She and Pat helped me turn
my chair around. I got to see my wife suck Pat's cock
until he got hard again. Then I watched as he lay
underneath her in a sixty-nine. He ate my wife's pussy
while she sucked his cock. Then, she turned around on
him and I watched as his dick disappeared into my
wife's cunt as she slid down on him. She rode him like
a stud pony, milking him and bouncing on him until she
came while he pumped another load of his essence into
her.
She left me tied to the chair, and once again, spread
the remains of his essence on my stiff rod, then licked
it off.
"I like the way his come tastes," she said. "That's
act three. In thirty minutes."
She and Pat cleaned up and went, naked, to fetch the
three of us drinks. When they returned, Jan fed me
from her glass while Pat savored his own.
"So, tell me, Pat. Did you ever envision a night like
tonight?" I asked.
"Actually, I did," he responded. "Jan came to me last
week and said, 'My husband wants to watch me fuck
another man. You're the man I've chosen.' I was
flattered and very excited. This has been everything
I'd imagined."
"And, it's not over yet," Jan said. "Time for act
three."
"And, just what is act three," I inquired.
"If you think you can behave yourself, we'll untie
you."
"I'll behave," I promised.
As the pair undid my bonds, Jan outlined act three.
"I told you I liked the way Pat's come tasted. So I'm
going to suck him off while you fuck me from behind.
Go lie on the bed, Pat," she ordered.
Pat lay down on the bed. My wife crawled up between
his legs and began to lick and suck at his limp organ.
"What about me?" I asked.
"When you get hard, you can fuck me," Jan said. "You
can watch me blow Pat, if that's what turns you on, or
you can eat me. Whatever works for you."
I dove into my wife's pussy. I lapped and slurped,
nibbled and licked. My member grew hard as hell within
a few minutes. Then I stood behind her and slid it in.
I fucked her as hard as ever I had. Pat told me the
experience of feeling her mouth on him, jerked by the
reaction to my fucking her was as exciting as anything
he'd ever felt. My darling Jan sucked and licked him
until he was ready to shoot his load. He warned her
he was ready to cum. When she heard that, Jan took
the head between her lips and sucked his little hole
mightily, sucking every drop out of him, rolling it
around in her mouth and swallowing.
Just as she finished, I felt her cunt muscles grab at
my dick. I thrust into her as she screamed her orgasm,
and felt mine explode from my engorged balls.
In act four, Pat and I exchanged places. When Jan
sucked my second load of cum from me, I couldn't help
but holler. It was like having the very life sucked
out of me.
By this time, we were all exhausted. We slept with
Jan in the middle. I awoke in the middle of the night.
I found that Jan was lying on top of Pat. She lay very
still, using only her cunt muscles to milk his cock
which was planted deep inside her.
"Act five?" I asked.
"Nope," she said. "Act five we're saving for my
birthday."
"And what is that?" I wondered.
"When we get to fulfill my fantasy of watching you
fuck Pat's girlfriend, Melanie, while I'm sitting up
astride of him!"
"I thought that you said you didn't have a fantasy," I
observed.
"Actually, it was Pat's idea," she whispered. "But, I
love it."
"You think you can wait three months?" I asked.
"You and I will have to practice."
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