Last Friday evening, as I drove home, I found myself wondering if this would be the weekend. All the signs were right. It was a warm summer evening, the weekend of my fiftieth birthday, and John, a recently divorced friend of mine, had called to ask if he could spend the weekend. For years I have been telling my wife of my fantasy of watching her make love with another man. Grace is five feet two inches tall with long reddish brown hair and the prettiest green eyes you’ll ever see. At thirty nine, she still has a very sexy body. I desperately wanted to just sit back and watch her, crazed with lust, doing it with someone else.

I quickly put these provocative thoughts out of my head as I turned into the driveway and saw John’s car. Here I was, on my birthday, fantasizing about the impossible again. But then, for as long as I have been telling Grace about my fantasy, she hadn’t once actually said, “No way, Jose.”

When I walked into the kitchen, I knew instantly that my imagination had been in overdrive again. Grace was fussing around at the sink, while John sat in the living room, sipping a drink. My wife looked great in a loose white top and black stretch pants that showed off her fine ass. For a moment I suspected that she wasn’t wearing a bra, but Grace always wears a bra in public or when we have company. Her breasts are large and firm, and she isn’t comfortable with the way men stare at them when she goes braless.

After changing, I opened a bottle of good wine, and we all moved to the living room, where I dimmed the lights and put on some soft music. We live in an old house with a very large living room. Two large couches face each other. I settled onto one couch, and John sat on the other. I didn’t think much of it when Grace chose to sit next to John.

Soon the soft light and music, the charm of the old house and the wine all began to weave their spell. I was pleased to see that John was directing more of his conversation to Grace than he had in the past, even reaching out to touch her knee or thigh occasionally when making a point. At one point I went to the kitchen to get another bottle. Our house was built in such a way that from the kitchen you can see through the dinning room into the living room. After opening the wine, I turned to start back, and what I saw put me in a state of shock. Grace and John were kissing! Even from that distance, it was obvious that their tongues were very busy.

I stood transfixed at the door, my heart pounding. It was like watching a family of deer in the woods I was afraid to make a noise or move, for fear they would be frightened and stop what they were doing. Finally I moved noiselessly to the living room. They were still locked in an embrace, half sitting, half lying on the couch, with one of Grace’s legs over John’s and his hand caressing her thigh. I said, “Hey, guys, that looks like fun. Don’t stop on my account.” I expected Grace to pull away, but instead, she rolled on top of John. As I looked on, his hands began to feel her beautiful, round ass. They seemed hardly to notice that I was there, taking in every move and sound.

John slid his hands upward, caressing my wife’s silken skin. Grace raised her upper body, making it obvious that she wanted him to remove her top. At which point I was pleased to discover that I was completely wrong about the bra issue! Once her top had been cast aside, she took his head in her hands and pulled it to her breasts, and he began to feast on her perfect nipples. Next, Grace slid slowly down John’s body, just far enough to reach between their hips and free his cock. With one hand she massaged his cock, and with the other she drew his hand to her lips and began hungrily sucking on his fingers. Soon she wasn’t content with his fingers and was moving down his body to suck on the real thing!

I know that John was surprised that this quiet, conservative woman was happily stuffing his prick down her throat. Grace stopped for a moment and turned to the side to give me a better view. I could see John’s cock gleaming wet with her saliva as she lovingly rubbed it against her cheek. Playfully running her tongue over its purple head, she smiled at me and said, “Happy birthday, babe! Is this what you wanted?” With that, she plunged her mouth down to the base of his cock.

With John urging her on, my wife continued milking his prick with her mouth. Soon she began pulling at his clothes. Once they were both naked, Grace gracefully moved down to the floor, pulling John with her. John quickly placed his mouth on my wife’s waiting, wanting pussy. I knew by the way her stomach muscles quickly tensed that she was near orgasm. As she came, she shoved her pussy up into John’s face, forcing it hard against his open mouth. The look of complete and total ecstasy on her face as his tongue brought her over the top was beyond words.

I simply couldn’t take any more excitement, and I stripped off my clothes and moved to the floor beside them. I watched closely as John’s throbbing cock slid easily into Grace’s pussy. She let out a low moan. John fucked her long and hard as she wrapped her legs around his back. Not getting enough of his cock, she raised her legs, grabbed both ankles with her hands and pulled them back over her shoulders, to allow John’s cock to go as deep as possible.

By this time Grace was going crazy! She began having what seemed to be a continuous orgasm. The only way I can describe it is to say it was like a summer thunderstorm rolling through the mountains. Once again she surprised me, by pulling my hand to her soft breast. I wasted no time taking both her lovely tits in my hands. As I began to pinch and pull at her engorged nipples, she climbed even higher. After what seemed like hours, John came and slowly rolled off her, understandably exhausted. I quickly took his place, shoving my cock into their combined hot, creamy moisture. It took me only seconds to add my load to John’s, but crammed into those precious seconds was some of the best sex I’ve ever experienced.

Afterward, the three of us just lay there, grinning at each other like fools. Once we had regained enough energy to talk, John and I learned that Grace had set the whole thing up on the spur of the moment. Talk about surprise parties! We all agreed that it had turned out far better than anything anyone could have planned.

As it was midnight and we were all famished, I put some steaks on the grill and we sat down to a great dinner. Steaks never tasted better. After dinner we all moved to the bedroom, where we fucked till the sun came up. We spent the next three days together creating the erotic memories of a lifetime. All weekend my lovely wife paraded around in revealing clothes, or none at all, just to please her two lovers. I enjoyed watching the way she absolutely glowed because of all the attention we were giving her. She did everything to please us.

My mind is flooded with the memories of that weekend. Watching John and Grace locked in a hot sixty nine, with her on top, swallowing his come, while frantically working her fingers in and out of his ass climbing on top of Grace and looking down to see John’s still warm come dripping from her lips the taste of John’s cock on her lips as I kissed her. The greatest thrill for me was doing that which I had been fantasizing about for all those years: just watching another man enjoy the beauty that I love so much.

Grace and I can’t stop talking about it. We haven’t made love this much or this enthusiastically since we first met. Life is beautiful!

Mr. P.D., Ohio

You asked me the other night what I would like for my birthday. I didn’t know what to tell you at the time, but alter thinking about it for a couple of days, I’ve decided what I want. It’s not a normal birthday request, but then again, you’ve always said I was a one in a million wife, so here goes:

First, I want a certain mood set. Low lighting, music, Champagne. I will be dressed provocatively. Take your time during each step, linger and accentuate every move. I want you to tease me until I’m ready to explode.

Begin by dancing with me to several songs, erotically rubbing and caressing my body as we dance. I want kisses, lots of kisses, Use your imagination! I want to feel as though you are making love to me as we are dancing. During one of the songs, I want you to begin to take my clothes off, ever so slowly. Peel them off as we glide to the music. I want your hands smoothing every inch of my body you uncover.

When the song is over, you will take me into the bedroom, which you have prepared for me. The bed will be filled with pillows. Wrist and ankle straps will already be securely in place. You will lay me down in the center of the bed and put a pillow under my head. Taking the wrist straps, you will tie my wrists. Then you will take some soft rope and tie it around my chest and breasts so that it is good and tight. The pressure will make my tits very sensitive. You will lick and suck and kiss them to make me aware of how sensitive they are.

I want you to slide your fingers across my moist pussy so you can tell just how excited I am becoming. Then you’ll take a piece of rope and tie one end just above one of my knees, then secure the other end to my arm, just above my wrist. Repeat this on my other side. This will spread me wide open for easy access to all of my heavenly parts. Put a couple of pillows under my ass, so that my pussy is tilted upward. Take your fingers and spread my pussy lips apart and lick just inside the lips. Flick your tongue across my clitoris several times, then taste the nectar of my pussy. Use your tongue to explore every inch. Slowly!

I want you to pull back the little hood that covers my erect button of pleasure and suck on it, play with it, but keep it fully exposed. I will be very aroused. I want you to stop and take the ankle straps and tie them to my ankles. At this point I should not be able to move my legs at all.

My arousal should be quite high by now. I’ll be more than ready for the nipple clamps. Take each clamp and pinch my sensitive nipple with your fingers just before you put it on. Flick your tongue across my nipples after each one is clamped, so I can enjoy the full sensation. Now I want you to take off your clothes and show me your fully erect cock.

Take some lubrication and stroke yourself for me. Stroke your cock right in front of my face. Let me taste only the very tip. Then take your cock and rub it inside my pussy lips. Up over my clitoris and all the way down and across my asshole, back and forth several times. Lower your mouth to my pussy and use your tongue to fuck my juicy cunt. Suck and lick me until I reach the point of no return. Then I want you to get on your knees and ram that hard, hot rod into my juicy pussy. Fuck me long and hard, slamming down with each stroke, with your balls slapping my ass.

Don’t you come yet, either I need that hard cock for a special treat. Grab the vibrator now and turn it on low. Place it on my clit and move it in tiny circles. Continue to fuck me as you rub the vibrating head over my throbbing button. Now it’s time for the treat. I’m sure that neither one of us can take too much more.

Take the lubrication and apply it liberally to my pussy and ass hole. Slip a finger in my puckered love tunnel. In and out. Now add another finger, then another, slowly, until you can feel that tight little hole relax. When you can feel it open, pull out of my dripping pussy and slide that cock inside my asshole. Go easy at first, the head is the hardest. After you are in my ass, fuck it nice and slow. Remove a pillow or two from under me if necessary, so you can drive that cock all the way in my hot bottom. Okay, lover it’s time to let go and feel the pleasure that has been building like a storm between us.

This is my birthday wish. I hope you will consider it. And wait until you see what I want for our anniversary!

Ms. L.O., Oregon

Both Connie and I realized that our mutual lover, Tim, really had treated us to every outrageous thing we d ever done sexually. We d enjoyed many an after work pitcher of margaritas, sharing a funny sexual first he had seduced one of us into doing, only to figure out he d already tried it with the other. With his birthday coming, we tried to think of a scenario straight out of his own fantasies that was so off the wall, we knew he d never really done it. And that s how on that Friday night we found ourselves in jazzed up makeup, shivering in our raincoats at his front door and hoping we could pull off this big mean domme scene for him.

Birthday Police, open up! Connie yelled, as Tim opened the door. Tim nodded, a smile growing on his face. Strip, buster, I said in my best villain voice as we pushed our way past him.

I m pretty sure he had figured out what was on our minds by then, because he took his time and even put on a little show as he unbuttoned his shirt and unzipped his jeans. He turned away from us to pull his underwear down over his ass, and then bent low at the waist to step out of his shorts, giving us an unobstructed view not only of his bare ass but also of his hanging balls and dangling cock. When he turned to face us, he was already semi erect. Connie turned to me and nodded, and we whipped off our raincoats. We both wore bikinis underneath, but Tim chose instead to stare at the ten inch dildos we had strapped around our hips.

Connie laughed and ordered Tim to his knees. None of us were completely carrying out our roles, I m afraid. Tim was smiling as he knelt in front of the couch and rested his arms on the cushions. Connie and I were giggling instead of acting the part of dominatrices. We pushed the coffee table out of the way and stood on either side of our kneeling, submissive man. Connie reached down and took a handful of butt flesh in her hands. Mmm, you were right, this is a nice ass, she said. Shall we?

I grinned and nodded, and we both brought the palms of our hands flat onto Tim s butt. He yelped, so we did it again. We each spanked a cheek fifteen times, tossing in little lines about a birthday spanking between laughing, and then we switched sides and spanked him fifteen more times. When we were done, his ass was glowing. I don t think he s been punished enough, I heard myself say. I wanted to sound tough and bitchy, but I was cracking up as I said it.

I agree, said Connie, and she climbed over Tim and sat on the back of the couch. She took her strap on dildo and tapped him on the head with it. Come on, big boy, she said, blow me. Connie, grinning mightily, took hold of the dildo and pushed it into Tim s mouth. He gagged momentarily, but I soon heard a slurping sound that told me he had found a rhythm. Connie laughed merrily and began rotating her hips to help him out. It was an amazingly erotic sight to watch my lover suck my best friend s cock. She gestured for me to join her, and I climbed up onto the back of the couch, too. Soon Tim was sucking my plastic cock.

Now Connie moved in behind him, and I saw her greasing up her strap on. She reached between Tim s butt cheeks with two cream laden fingers and soon he started to lose his rhythm on my dildo, which flopped free of his mouth as he turned around to see what was going on. He saw Connie, smiling sweetly, rubbing her greased cock with one hand while she explored his asshole with the other. He turned back to me, shaking his head, and whispered, Boy, are you going to get it.

From astride the back of the couch, I had a great view of Tim s long, smooth back and his round ass, and Connie standing between his legs and lowering the dildo like a diver headed into the water. I lost sight of the tip and saw Tim s back stiffen. For a moment, his face registered concern, but then Connie persevered and slid the dildo forward, moving the latex in and out of Tim s ass, as he tongued my dildo. The scene was so hot, I was tempted to yank the thing off me and let Tim at my pussy, but then Connie was handing me the tube of cream over Tim s back.

I think you should come in his face, she said loudly. Tim looked up at me wide eyed, the thick cock still lodged in his mouth. I laughed and took the tube from Connie.

Are you going to make me come? I asked between giggles. I pulled the cock out of his mouth and held the tube in front of his face and gave it a squeeze. White liquid burst into his face, dotting his nose and getting in his hair, then slowly running down his cheeks. Connie grinned and reached for the cream, which she proceeded to spray all over his ass.

There, she proclaimed, now I ve come, too.

Tim wiped away some of the cream from his face and then slowly turned over and sat at the foot of the couch. I was happy to see his cock wonderfully hard against his stomach. He d been enjoying himself, too. Ready for more? he asked us, his eyes sparkling with fun. He reached up and grabbed Connie s strap on and yanked, pulling it off her hips. She fell forward onto both Tim and me.

Tim stood up, rolled her over and gave her bikini top a yank. It came off and her white tits spilled into my lap. I watched in amazement as Tim drew Connie s arms behind her and then pulled her onto the coffee table with her tits squashed against the wood. Tim then brought her arms around and under the table and quickly tied her hands together underneath. With Connie on her knees now, Tim moved to her upturned ass and slid her bikini bottoms down to reveal full white cheeks. He proceeded to spank them until they were red and Connie was gasping. Then he beckoned to me.

I walked over and stood in front of him. He reached behind me and undid my skimpy top, letting my breasts fall out. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of my panties and slid them down, careful to leave the strap on in place. Then he took me by the plastic cock and guided me over to where Connie was tied bare assed to the table. With one hand, he began exploring Connie s pussy, getting her good and moist, while he squeezed some cream into her asscrack with the other. Then he took my cock and pulled it (and me, since we were still attached) toward Connie s ass. Our game had moved to a different level now. There was more intensity, more heavy breathing.

Tim worked the head of my cock up against Connie s asshole and then pressed gently. Connie gasped but raised her ass to make the entrance easier, and after a moment s pressure, the plastic cock eased in. Tim rocked it gently, pushing a little more each time, until my hips were brushing Connie s butt cheeks. He bent me forward over her back until my breasts were mashed between our bodies. I asked Connie if she was okay. She gasped something like, Oh, yes, but I lost the rest of it when Tim began spanking me.

They weren t painful spanks, just hard enough to sting and make my cheeks jiggle. Soon I felt Tim spreading my cheeks. And then he was entering me, and I was expanding to take him in my ass. I was feeling incredibly full, and just when I thought it couldn t get any better than this, he reached down and began playing with my pussy. I began bucking, tossed into the throes of a massive orgasm. That set Connie off, and she began to come beneath me.

I d never come from anal intercourse before, but this time, maybe because of the games we d been playing, maybe because I was sticking a dildo up my best friend s ass, maybe because Tim was such a good fucker, I exploded. The warm liquid I felt oozing into my ass told me Tim had come, too. It was over.

Sweaty, messy, great fun. What a thirtieth birthday!

Ms. Valerie W., Akron, Ohio

Nothing much was said about my fortieth birthday by my wife, Christine, other than that we would celebrate later that evening. I figured we would mark the day the same way we had the past five years, which meant dinner at my favorite restaurant followed by a little dancing at a local club. Then it’s back home for a good birthday fuck. I had no idea just how much the birthday tradition was going to change.

It was about time to get ready for the evening’s festivities, so I showered and shaved and went to the bedroom to start dressing. As I entered the room, Christine handed me a small package and a card. I read the birthday card signed with love by my wife and then opened the package. It contained a pair of sheer black bikinis with velcro tabs on both sides. Standing there naked, holding my present, I couldn’t help getting excited. My wife told me to try on the bikinis.

Once I got them on and adjusted them to accommodate my hard on, my wife told me how sexy I looked. She knelt down in front of me, saying she wanted to get a closer look. Pulling the velcro tabs one by one, Christine easily slipped the sheer material from between my legs. My cock was standing straight out now, and without a word my wife took it into her moist mouth and slowly sucked on it. But then she stood up, smiled, said that was enough for now and disappeared into the bathroom to get ready for the evening.

I put the sheer bikinis back on and finished dressing, then went downstairs to the living room to wait for my wife. About forty five minutes later, Christine came downstairs wearing a low cut black sweater, a short black miniskirt and black high heels. She came over to me and we kissed. With her arms around my neck and her breasts pressed against me, I put my hands on her asscheeks and pulled her even closer. I detected the telltale signs of garter belt straps as I gently massaged her ass. My wife knows how much I love it when she wears a garter belt, especially when we are going out for the evening. The feel of the garter belt sent an electric shock to my growing cock as my wife continued to kiss and grind her body into mine.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Christine pulled away from me and went to the front door. A few seconds later she returned with a policewoman, who immediately had me up against a wall, legs spread wide, so she could frisk me. It took me a few seconds to realize that the woman was not a real cop. I had seen this routine before at a bachelor party. I also remembered telling Christine what a turn on it was.

Officer Marcie, as she called herself, told me that her initial search for a weapon was inconclusive and that a strip search was necessary. While holding her fake gun on me, I was ordered to remove my clothing. I quickly complied and in seconds I was standing in front of Officer Marcie with nothing on but my new black bikinis and a hard on bursting at the seams. Officer Marcie told me to slowly turn around so she could see my ass. I was then instructed to bend over and place my hands behind my back, thumbs up. Then I was placed in handcuffs and put in a chair.

During the excitement, I hadn’t noticed that Christine had disappeared into the other room and retrieved the video camera and was taping the whole scene. While Officer Marcie was setting up her music for the big strip tease, Christine stopped videotaping long enough to put the camera on a tripod and fix herself and her friend a drink.

The music started and Officer Marcie began to slowly and suggestively dance in front of me. My wife had positioned the camera so that the dancing of Officer Marcie and my reaction to it could be seen at the same time. Slowly, the kinky cop began to remove her police uniform, which consisted of a gun belt, blouse and skirt. Underneath, Officer Marcie was all woman.

She wore a white lace demi cup bra that exposed the upper half of her nipples. I thought I was going to come when Officer Marcie unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor. She was wearing a white lace garter belt attached to white lace topped nylons and a white G string. Marcie, who now looked nothing like an officer of the law, was a blonde beauty with a curvaceous figure.

My attention had been so riveted on Marcie, I again hadn’t noticed what my wife was up to. She was apparently as turned on by the show as I was. Christine had removed her sweater and miniskirt and I saw that she had on the same bra, garter belt and lace top nylons as Marcie, except her outfit was in black. I could hardly believe my eyes, nor could I believe that anything could be more exciting than what I was experiencing at that very moment.

The music changed to a slow dance tempo and Marcie, upon seeing Christine rubbing her clitoris, slowly removed my wife’s hand from her G string and brought it up to her mouth so she could suck the pussy juices from her middle finger. Marcie then took my wife’s arms and draped them around her neck while she placed hers around my wife’s waist. Slowly the two women danced to the rhythm of the music, causing me to get even harder as I watched them.

Marcie unclasped Christine’s bra and let it drop to the floor. Christine then removed Marcie’s bra and also let it fall. The two women began grinding their naked breasts and pussies together. My aching cock was begging to be stroked, but my hands were still cuffed behind my back.

The song ended and the two women gave each other a very passionate kiss. Then, finally, Marcie removed my handcuffs. I immediately got down on the floor and told my wife to sit on my cock and Marcie to sit on my face. Christine’s pussy was wetter than wet, and my raging dick slipped deep into her depths. She began to ride her clitoris over my cock slowly until she found just the right spot, and then her movements quickened. Marcie had lowered herself directly onto my mouth and my tongue began to search for her clitoris. The taste of Marcie’s cunt was second only to the taste of my wife’s. Together, the two women rode my face and cock in perfect rhythm.

It wasn’t long before I exploded inside my wife and my tongue brought Marcie to a shrieking orgasm. Within a few moments, my wife shuddered and cried out in total orgasmic delight.

Shortly after Marcie calmed down, she announced that she had to go. After she left, Christine and I went upstairs and crawled into bed. Holding my cock in her hand, my wife wished me a happy birthday and said she hoped I had enjoyed my surprise. I told her it was the best and wondered how I could ever repay her for giving me such pleasure. Well, my wife replied with a grin, my birthday is just two weeks away. Got any ideas?

Mr. A.Q., Missouri

I turned thirty years old yesterday and decided to give myself something I had wanted for years a professional pedicure. I am an avid foot fan. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been attracted to the female foot. I also derive a great deal of pleasure from having my feet touched and usually try to include the foot in my foreplay.

I made an evening appointment in the city because it’s difficult to find a place out here that does pedicures. Throughout the day I had great difficulty concentrating on work the thought of a woman lavishing attention on my feet was driving me crazy.

I arrived at the salon just before eight o’clock and was greeted by Debbie, a petite strawberry blonde. She ushered me into a room with a few chairs and a massage table and then excused herself. She returned with a foot bath and placed it in front of me. I bent down to untie my shoes but Debbie pushed my hands away, saying, Just relax and let me do all the work. She said she was going to let me soak for a while and would be back. She dimmed the lights and put on some soft music.

About fifteen minutes later, she returned and dried my feet. Then she directed me onto the table, adjusting it so I could sit up. Just then another woman peeked in the door. She asked Debbie if she could leave early because her husband was having car trouble. Debbie said okay and then excused herself again. By now I was doing everything to keep the erection in my pants from being obvious.

Debbie returned, this time explaining that she had decided to lock up since I was her last client. Why don’t you loosen your tie and relax, she said with the cutest smile. I followed her instructions. She pulled a chair up to the end of the table and sat at my feet. If you don’t mind, she said, I’m going to get comfortable myself. With that, she kicked off her heels. Now let’s begin, she said with a sigh of relief, leaving me to stare at her exquisite discarded shoes on the floor.

Ever had a pedicure before? Debbie asked.

No, this is my first, I stammered, A birthday present for myself.

She looked over my feet and asked if I had any medical problems. Nice feet, she commented. I nervously thanked her. You seem a little tense. I explained that I felt a little embarrassed. She reassured me that manicures and pedicures were common for men. I immediately felt more at ease, and without hesitation, she clipped my toenails and filed them.

I could feel my cock tighten each time she grabbed my toes. Tickle? Debbie queried.

Just a little, I giggled nervously. I’m not used to someone playing with my toes.

But it does feel good, doesn’t it? Debbie went on to say that she loved to get her feet done. It’s such a great feeling, I can’t describe it. Now this is the best part. She creamed up her hands, and as she began to caress my foot, I started to pray that I wouldn’t come in my pants. I tried to remain composed and closed my eyes. However, I couldn’t help but let out a little moan. Great, isn’t it? Debbie said. All I could do was smile and nod my head.

I could feel my eruption nearing with each stroke of her hand. I thought of excusing myself and heading for the bathroom, but the sensation was too wonderful. Debbie seemed to know every little pleasure point in my foot. I’m sure my moans were increasing in quantity and magnitude.

When Debbie began to work on my other foot, I thought for sure I would lose it. Apparently, she was aware of my condition. She grinned and said, You’re really getting into this, aren’t you? I felt my face flush red with embarrassment and attempted to chalk it up to this being my first time. To my surprise, Debbie said, Hey, it happens to me. Some of us get off having our feet rubbed. Before I could get up enough courage to respond, she stood up and helped me pull off my pants, exposing my cock.

Debbie returned to her seat and began to magically assault my feet. I quickly grabbed my hard cock and stroked it. Within minutes I exploded into orgasm. Debbie continued massaging my soles and caressing my toes as I regained my composure. She handed me some tissues and commented, Looks like you needed that. I simply grinned, slightly embarrassed but satisfied.

As I paid her for my treatment, she asked me when I wanted to come back. I made another appointment for next month. I handed her a tip and kissed her hand. Thanks, it was wonderful, I said.

Do you have to go? she asked. Not right away, I said. She handed me back the tip and said, How about a foot rub instead? I could really use one.

Somewhat stunned, I followed her back into the room and she removed her pantyhose and pushed herself up onto the table. As I expected, she had the sexiest feet, beautifully pedicured with fire engine red nail polish. I began nervously running my hands all over her peds. She sighed in pleasure. I quickly began to stroke her soles, paying careful attention to the balls of her feet.

Debbie was in heaven, eyes closed, moaning in ecstasy. As her hand snaked between her legs, I picked up the pace. As she ascended to climax, my fingers and then my tongue ravished her toes. Soon she was rigid in orgasm, a look of the sweetest pleasure on her face as she sighed rapturously. She looked so beautiful sitting there, her skirt bunched around her waist and her hand still clamped over her pussy.

I had really gotten lucky. Not only had I been treated to a marvelous pedicure for my birthday, but I had shared my passion for feet with a beautiful young woman. I can hardly wait for my next pedicure.

Mr. R.G., Iowa

For the last six years my wife, Evelyn, and I have been avid readers of Variations. We have especially enjoyed the many stories about group sex as most of our sexual fantasies involve threesomes and foursomes.

Recently we enjoyed a wild adventure with Lori and Lance, a young couple who moved in down the street from us earlier this year. Evelyn and Lori really hit it off, and whenever they got together their discussions usually turned to sex. Lori mentioned to Evelyn that Lance’s birthday was coming up and that his only birthday wish was to have two women suck his cock at the same time. She asked Evelyn if she would be interested in making her husband’s birthday wish come true. Evelyn jumped at the chance, with the understanding that I would get similar treatment from Lori on my upcoming birthday. Great, huh?

The following weekend we went over to Lori and Lance’s house to play some cards and watch a movie. After a couple of drinks, we were all getting pretty loose, and the air was thick with sexual tension. Lance suggested we play a game of strip poker, guys against the girls. Well, it wasn’t long before Lori and Evelyn were both naked, and not much later both Lance and I were starkers. I couldn’t keep my eyes off Lori’s beautiful breasts, and I noticed that Evelyn couldn’t help but stare at Lance’s formidable cock. We put an x rated tape in the video machine and minutes later, Evelyn began sucking my cock as Lori went to work on Lance’s.

Remembering that we were there to celebrate Lance’s birthday, Evelyn now went over to help Lori suck her husband’s cock. The two women proceeded to give Lance what looked like one of the best blowjobs a guy could ever ask for. With my cock rigid with lust, I got down on my hands and knees behind Lori and started licking her sweet pussy. She graciously accepted my tongue, pushing her pussy back into my face. I rubbed Evelyn’s cunt while I kept my tongue buried inside Lori’s. What an incredible turn on that was!

After a while I licked Evelyn’s wet pussy as she continued to suck on Lance’s dick. Then Lori went down on me, licking my cock and balls. Soon all four of us were on the floor, in somewhat of a circle, sucking cock and pussy. It wasn’t long before I shot a load of hot come, which Lori swallowed greedily. She then told Lance that she wanted his cock up her pussy, and as he fucked her, I slid my still hard cock into Evelyn. Lance and I fucked our wives as they lay next to each other on the floor. Lori reached down between my legs and started rubbing my balls. Evelyn did the same to Lance. Needless to say, this inspired Lance and I to fuck our wives even harder.

Later, Lori got on her hands and knees facing Evelyn’s feet and positioning her breasts over her friend’s face. Then the two women sucked each other’s nipples as Lance and I fucked them. Now Lance pulled his cock out of Lori’s pussy and brought it to Evelyn’s mouth. This is something that Evelyn has fantasized about for years, having one cock in her pussy and another one in her mouth. What a beautiful sight it was, too, as she gobbled Lance’s cock while I continued to fuck her hard and deep.

I have always wanted to see my wife get fucked by another guy, so I told Lance to switch places with me. I watched as he slid his cock up Evelyn’s drenched pussy while I put my dick in her mouth. After a while I pulled my cock out of her mouth and Lori started sucking me again. Lance fucked Evelyn for what seemed like forever before he pulled his himself out of her and started shooting his come in the air. Of course, my wife couldn’t stand the thought of missing such a treat, and she quickly took Lance’s tool in her mouth and sucked him dry.

We all fell back in exhaustion, our heads in a cloud from what had just transpired. Evelyn and I eventually got dressed and walked home. Within minutes we were in our bedroom, naked again and fucking while we discussed every detail of our exciting adventure with our new neighbors. Later, we found out Lori and Lance had done the same thing.

Needless to say, we are all anxiously awaiting my birthday so we can enjoy another evening of birthday wishes come true.

Mr. C.Z., Oklahoma

A few weeks ago I celebrated my thirtieth birthday and I just had to write and tell you about the present my wife gave me. Clara and I have been married for two years and it has been great. Not only is she gorgeous and sexy, but she is one of the most caring and loving persons I’ve ever met.

Clara and I work out regularly at the local health club. She has a terrific body, particularly great legs and an ass that is to die for. Her breasts are very firm and shapely, but rather small, a fact that doesn’t bother her in the least as it allows her to go braless and to engage in all types of sports.

On the other hand, I have always favored large breasts and a nice pair really sets me off. Clara is very much aware of my fetish but has enough self confidence to let me enjoy my fantasies without feeling threatened.

For my birthday, we made a date to have lunch together. We agreed to meet at a restaurant in a hotel near my office. I got there a little after noon and told the ma tre de my name. He handed me an envelope. I opened it to find a note in Clara’s handwriting telling me to go to room 215. I took the elevator to the second floor and knocked on the door, but when it opened it was not my wife who greeted me, but Ursula, a friend of ours from the health club. Surprise! she yelled.

Ursula looks very much like Clara. They are the same height, with long blonde hair and similar facial features. Many people at the health club have pointed out the resemblance. Ursula’s body is slim and well toned like Clara’s, with one very noticeable difference: her eye popping breasts. Although very large, they are firm and shapely. I had often watched her at the club and fantasized about burying my face between her magnificent breasts and sucking on her nipples.

Now she stood before me, wearing a white dress wrapped snugly around her body that seemed to be held in place only by the sash tied at her waist. The neckline was low enough to reveal plenty of cleavage. Ursula invited me in, closed the door and led me into the room. I assumed this was some kind of surprise party Clara had set up, but there was no one else in the room. What’s going on? I asked.

Clara asked me to deliver your present, Ursula said.

I looked around the room but there was no package in sight. Where is it?

With that, Ursula pulled on the sash of her dress and it fell open to reveal her sumptuous body. Her breasts were spilling over the top of a tiny white lace bra, and a skimpy pair of panties clung to her hips. She walked slowly toward me, letting the dress slide off her shoulders onto the floor. My eyes were riveted to the two beautiful mounds of flesh featured in my fantasies. Clara thought you might enjoy these, Ursula said, cradling a breast in each hand. Dumbfounded, I just stood there. It’s okay, really. Clara wrote you this note. She took a small piece of paper from her cleavage and handed it to me. It read:

My dearest, Ed. I wanted to get you something you would truly enjoy, something you really wanted. Since I can’t give them to you myself, Ursula has agreed to be my substitute. I have called the office and told them you won’t be back this afternoon. Take your time and enjoy. I’ll see you tonight and you can tell me all about it. Love, Clara.

As soon as I finished reading, Ursula pressed her body against mine and planted a long, lingering kiss on my lips. Her tongue darted quickly in and out of my mouth. I felt her breasts flatten between us and my stiffening cock pressed against her stomach. I want you, she whispered, and it feels like you want me, too.

She quickly helped me out of my clothing and led me to the sofa. Once I was seated, Ursula took her place on my lap, facing me, with her legs straddling my hips. In this position my face was level with her chest. Just relax and let me do the work, she whispered, as she let her breasts brush gently across my face. I began kissing the smooth, soft flesh as it passed in front of me. Ursula stroked the back of my head and neck and then slowly pulled me into her cleavage. I felt a glow overtaking me as those heavenly globes surrounded my face. I could barely breathe. It was like I was drowning in her tits!

When I finally came up for breath, I could see that the tiny cups of Ursula’s bra had slid away and her nubs were available for my enjoyment. She let her nipples brush lightly over my lips and then I began to lick them. Finally, she cradled a breast in her hand and slid the nipple between my lips. I drew it into my mouth and sucked on it while she pulled me closer. For the next half hour or so I indulged myself by sucking, licking, kissing her breasts and snuggling between those two glorious mounds. But this was clearly no one sided experience. Ursula’s hips bucked against mine and she threw her head back and moaned.

Next, she had me sit on the edge of the cushion and then pushed me backward so I was kind of sprawled on the sofa. She crawled on top of me with her breasts hanging over my face. Again, I indulged myself fully, using my hands and mouth to enjoy those glorious mounds of flesh. Slithering downward, Ursula knelt on the floor. She took my cock in her hand and slowly stroked it. Then she took me into her mouth and brought me to the brink of orgasm.

I watched as she placed my erection between her breasts and squeezed them together. I could see the swollen head of my cock poking up out of her cleavage. A few slow strokes and I came in a shattering climax, spurting come all over her tits. Ursula climbed up over me again and I licked her clean. I fell asleep cradled in her arms, with her breasts for pillows. When I awoke, she was gone.

I showered, got dressed and hurried home to Clara. As we lay in bed that night, I nibbled on her pert little breasts while I described the wonderful afternoon she had given me.

A few days later I was getting something out of my wallet when I discovered a photograph of Ursula wearing a skimpy string bikini, the top barely covering her nipples. On the back she had written, Happy Birthday, Ed. From Ursula.

Mr. E.A., Nevada

Joan and I met on a blind date. She is pretty and a couple of years older than me, and she s Asian. Her shiny black hair cascades to her shoulders, and she has a killer ass and the sexiest legs I ve ever seen. I wanted her from the moment I laid eyes on her, but I knew it was going to be difficult getting her into bed, even though from the start we discussed marriage.

I waited almost a month before making my first move as we necked on her sofa. I was surprised that Joan allowed me to undo the fly of her jeans and slip my fingers down inside her panties. On our next date, we frolicked on her bed. Again, I undid her jeans and slipped my hand into her panties. This time I fingered her clitoris until she came and the way her lithe body trembled under my touch caused me to shoot off in my pants. A week later, I got even further as Joan allowed me to pull her jeans down past her knees. As we kissed, I tugged her panties down and got my first look at the prettiest cunt I d ever seen. Again, I fingered her to orgasm.

And that was as far as I thought I d get until we were married, and although I ached to make love to her, I was quite happy to bide my time.

Then came my birthday.

Joan invited me to her studio apartment. When I arrived, she met me at the door in a loose, short skirt and a silk blouse. Her hair was done up in a ponytail. As always, the sight of her perfect smooth legs caused my cock to stir. We put on a Harry Chapin album and settled on the sofa. We started fooling around, and this time the kissing was hot and heavy.

I placed my hand on her knee and slowly inched it up her thigh. To my surprise, Joan quickly parted her legs, allowing me to reach my goal with ease. I rubbed her cunt through her silk panties and heard her moan softly as her legs parted even more. Slipping my fingers into her panties, I felt her wetness. Boldly, I pushed two fingers inside her and finger fucked her until she started to shiver. She pulled her tongue from my mouth to whisper, I want to give you something special for your birthday. Me.

Overjoyed, I picked her up and carried her across the room to the bed. She watched as I undressed, and she smiled when she eyed my throbbing cock, which bobbed in the air as I moved toward her. I settled down next to her. Her fingers timidly locked around my cock, feeling it for the very first time. You re so big, she said.

I unbuttoned her blouse slowly and removed it and her bra. Her small brown nipples were too tempting to resist, and I licked each one as I rubbed her sweet, damp cunt through her panties. Joan groaned and began rolling my foreskin back and forth. The sensation was incredible and I nearly shot my load then and there. Joan realized what was happening and slowed down, allowing me to remove her skirt and peel off her panties.

She began working my cock faster and faster. I took the cue and began teasing her aroused love button. Joan s body quivered and her breathing grew rapid as she approached her peak. I kept working her cunt until she came hard, her hips bucking.

Moments later, I came. Joan caught most of my semen in her palm, then slowly and sensually rubbed it all over my cock and balls. Then, with a sigh, she settled back on the bed, spreading her legs for me. I dove between her legs and began licking her, reveling in the honey sweet scent of her lovely cunt. I teased her soft lips with my tongue, then slipped it inside her, licking in circles. Joan writhed beneath me and raked her fingers through my hair as I nibbled at her clitoris.

I swung my body around so that my cock was near her face. Joan grabbed it as she raced toward another orgasm. I licked harder and she lurched upward, her love juices coating my eager tongue. I put a finger into her juicy pussy and then began massaging her perfect asshole. I kept this up until she lay still, panting hard. I got to my knees and placed my second hard on of the night near her pretty face. She eyed it sheepishly for a few seconds, then gingerly licked the tip. Her soft, warm tongue made me tremble.

Suck it, Joan, I whispered. She took a deep breath, let it out, then slipped her hot mouth over my cock, tonguing the head. She took a couple of inches of my shaft inside her mouth and sucked gently as her fingers curled around the base. It was enough to start me coming, and I watched in amazement as my girlfriend gulped down my load.

We fell into each other s arms and rested for a while. Joan began playing with my cock while I stroked her damp pussy and licked her hard little nipples. Before we knew it our tongues were entwined and our passion was burning anew. With my cock hard once again, I parted her cunt lips and gently teased her clitoris.

Take me now, Allen, Joan said urgently. I m all yours. I positioned myself between her legs and traced the outline of her swollen lips with my cock, then slowly eased inside her hot, slick hole. Joan groaned and wrapped herself around me. Her cunt was slick and tight and I relished every stroke I made inside her. Joan picked up the beat and began fucking back, timing each thrust perfectly. I was in heaven.

Harder, Joan shouted. Do it harder! Come inside me!

Eager to comply, I picked up the pace. Our lips locked once more. She started to come and I thrust even harder, spilling come into her pussy as she twisted and moaned beneath me. I collapsed on top of her and we slowly came back to earth. We held each other close and kissed a few times. I thanked Joan for giving me the best birthday ever.

Mr. Allen L., Orono, Maine

I was officially thirtysomething and I wasn t happy about it at all. My friends at the local bar were teasing me unmercifully, saying they would have gotten me a birthday cake, but with all the candles it would have been a fire hazard. It was all in fun, of course, but I was lonesome as I sat at the bar by myself, nursing my beer and hoping it wouldn t go directly to my waistline. Every now and then a friend came over and bought me another as a peace offering, but like the song goes: It s my party and I ll cry if I want to.

I know exactly how you feel, said a blonde sitting next to me. Putting all that effort into feeling sorry for myself, I hadn t even noticed her. Hi. My name is Jenny and it s my birthday, too.

We shook hands and I introduced myself, hoping I didn t drool all over my jeans. Jenny wore shiny black fuck me pumps, skintight blue jeans and a cropped jean jacket that came to her waist and squeezed her breasts together so they stood out. Her skin was tanned a toasty brown and her eyes were the color of kiwi fruit.

I m two years shy of forty, Jenny informed me. And you?

Thirty five.

You re a pup, she said with a smile. I remember my thirty fifth. I was going with this athletic, hunk type of guy and he rented a limo a bar, TV, stereo, huge backseat, a moon roof this car had everything. What a wild night that was, but we re not together anymore.

Yeah, I ve done that, I said. Jenny straightened her back and asked if I d ever done it in a hot tub. Hot tub, heart shaped bed I ve done it, I answered.

On the beach, in the surf, under a full moon?

Hawaii, two years ago.

Jenny and I broke out into giggles. We had done it here. We had done it there.

Well, I know someplace you haven t had sex, birthday boy. You ve never had it anywhere with me. I choked down a slug of beer, hoping I had heard right. Things were definitely looking up. Hey, we were older, maturing adults, so carpe diem, let s enjoy the pleasures of the moment after all, we re not getting any younger.

We drove on the interstate until we found one of those national chain motels. It was late by then and the closest thing I could get to Champagne was a quart of beer. In the motel room Jenny dimmed the lights, then sauntered to the middle of the room and slowly unbuttoned her jean jacket as I started to undress. Her tits flowed out and came to a bouncing stop. Immediately, my cock snapped out straight. When Jenny got to the zipper of her tight jeans they just peeled away. I could tell from her pussy hair that she was a natural blonde. Slipping her heels back on, she came up to my chest and licked my nipple.

Hurry with that Champagne, birthday boy, because this birthday girl is thirsty. Chuckling, I shook the quart of beer and then twisted off the top, spraying the both of us. Jenny licked the beer from my skin and poured some of the bubbling brew on my erect cock. She took me into her mouth and her tongue swabbed my entire length.

Put your boots back on, she said suddenly. I ve never done it in a motel room covered in warm beer with me in heels and the guy in cowboy boots. And I thought about it for a second neither had I.

Jenny lay down on the bed and spread her legs wide, setting the spikes of her heels in the mattress. With my cowboy boots on and nothing else, I got between her legs and worked my cock into her cunt until it seemed we were connected at the hip.

The boots gave me some traction and, as our rhythm increased, we fucked like old lovers. She met each thrust, arching her back and grunting with pleasure. Her legs wrapped around my waist and her heels jabbed into the cheeks of my ass. She cried out and her body quaked with an orgasm. As for me, the sight of her writhing body and the feel of her heels digging into my skin made me come so intensely that I cried out, and I m not usually very vocal in bed.

Afterward, Jenny and I wrapped the sheets around our naked bodies and sipped beer in plastic motel glasses.

Here s to birthdays, she said, lifting her glass in a toast. And to many more. Before we finished our drinks we were fucking again. What had begun as a night of despair had turned into one of pure delight!

Mr. Jose Y., Key Largo, Florida

Every year for my birthday, my wife rewards me with her special brand of domination that keeps me hotter than the candles on my birthday cake. The scene of this year s birthday present was a beautiful hotel room with large picture windows that overlooked the beach and ocean.

Holly enjoys making me wait for my pleasure. As part of her tease, we spent the day exploring the little shops in town and along the nearby beaches. As my thoughts turned to the evening ahead, she was amused by my frequent and obvious hard ons. When we finally returned to our room I could barely concentrate. Sitting in front of the picture window, we enjoyed a light meal of wine and cheese and watched the sun go down as a handful of people strolled the beach. After dinner, my wife asked if I was ready for my present. When I said yes, she told me to stand up and take off my clothes.

In no time I was naked with my cock fully erect. Holly fastened a black studded dog collar around my neck. She then placed my hands behind my head, bound my wrists together and clipped them to the collar. Next, she knelt in front of me and strapped a harness around my swollen cock and balls. Moving behind me, she greased up an anal plug and worked it into my ass. She then attached a black leather leash to my harnessed cock and led me to the window. She used the other end of the leash to tether me like a horse to the leg of the small table in front of the window.

With my hands immobilized and my cock tied to the table, I wasn t going anywhere. Holly said she was going to leave me there in front of the window for all the world to see while she changed into something more appropriate. Before she left, she blindfolded me, telling me that it would be exciting if I never knew for sure if anyone on the beach spied me standing there naked with a hard on. She was right. In the five or ten minutes I stood there, my mind raced at the possibility of being seen by anyone who happened to look up.

Suddenly I felt the tug of the leash on my cock as my wife led me away from the window. She unhooked my hands from the collar around my neck, but left my wrists tied in front of me. She ordered me on all fours like a dog, then reached behind me and pulled the anal plug out with a pop. She spanked my ass hard, once on each cheek, then told me to pay attention she was going to remove my blindfold but I was not to look at her until given permission.

Towering over me, Holly took off the blindfold and ordered me to look at her slowly, starting with her feet. My eyes were first treated to black spike heeled shoes and legs encased in black hose. On her hips were black form fitting briefs that revealed a bare midriff. Her breasts were encased in a tight black sports bra. Completing the outfit were black fingerless gloves, a black studded collar around her neck and a black leather cap with metal chain accents. In her hand she held our well worn black leather paddle.

The next thing I knew, I was on the bed doggy style, presenting my ass for a full birthday spanking. In between blows of the paddle, Holly gently caressed my burning ass and fondled my cock and balls with her gloved hands. When the spanking was over, she tied me face up to the four corners of the bed and began her exquisite teasing. Telling me to remain still, she used her tongue and her fingers to explore every inch of my bound body. She paid particular attention to my ears, neck, nipples and the soles of my feet. After brief flirtations with my cock, she took my shaft in her mouth and cupped and squeezed my balls, giving me a mind blowing blowjob. As I thrashed beneath her expert tongue, she told me to beg for what I wanted next.

She knows perfectly well what I always want next, but still I begged her to fuck me in the ass. Laughing, she got off the bed, leaving me tied up, and produced a six inch, lifelike latex dildo, complete with balls and a suction cup on the end. She walked to the window and stuck the cock onto the glass so that it was about level with her waist. While she greased it up, she told me I would have to prove to her that I knew how to treat a cock with the proper respect before earning the privilege of being fucked by her. She untied me and told me to impale myself on the dildo.

Without question, I went to the window and carefully sank the fake cock all the way up my ass until my cheeks were pressed flat against the cold glass. Then, while she and anyone else who happened to be on the beach watched, I rode that fake cock while playing with my own. It was humiliating and exciting. With each thrust my asscheeks slapped against the glass, mooning the great outdoors. Amused at my performance, my wife sat out of sight from the window and teased me about the people outside who must be watching.

After a few minutes of observing my solo performance, Holly conceded that I seemed to indeed know how to take a dick up my ass, but that I still needed to prove my oral skills before she would consent to fuck me herself. With that, she strapped another latex cock around her waist and fucked my mouth while I rode the cock in my ass. This created the most bizarre three way sensation for me, which I ve always fantasized about when watching girls in porno films getting it from both ends. And I d always wondered what it would be like to be dominated by two women at once. Having both ends stuffed at once was truly a dream come true.

Once this fake cock was coated with saliva, Holly ordered me back on the bed doggy style. She made no pretense of being gentle. Grabbing my hips with both hands, she drove the cock up my ass with one lunge. She fucked me hard and fast and deep. Delirious with pleasure, I cried out for her to fuck me and thanked her at the same time. I played with my own cock, but when she caught me she d slap my ass hard and tell me not to touch myself.

After a minute of hard fucking, she teased me by pulling the cock out of my ass ever so slowly, to the point where it almost slipped out, then drove it back in as hard as she could. I could feel her fake latex balls slapping against my ass. I begged her to play with my cock while she fucked me, but she only laughed and told me to play with myself. But as soon as I started jerking off, she stopped fucking me. When I begged her to fuck me, she made me stop jerking off.

When she tired of this game, she ordered me onto my back and told me to bring my knees up to my chest. She put a couple of pillows under me so that my ass was elevated to the perfect height for her next assault. She stood at the end of the bed and drove the fake cock into my ass, but this time she grabbed my cock and pumped it in rhythm to her own thrusts. I was in heaven. When I told Holly I was going to come, she quickly pulled out and told me to run to the window. Standing behind me, she slipped the cock up my ass once more and told me to jerk off. It took only seconds before I shot my load all over the glass.

I ll never know if anyone saw me, but if they did, I hope they enjoyed the show. I know I did.

Mr. Randall C., Chico, California