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He had Nelu lie down on the bed and we all caressed and licked and sucked at her. I sucked her nipples while Colonel James kissed her lips and Anne lapped at her sex. She was in seventh heaven, in an erotic fugue state, moaning and writhing.
Eventually, Colonel James moved down and put his penis in Anne’s mouth. She sucked it, then licked Nelu’s sopping vagina.
“Are you ready for this, Nelu?” she asked.
Nelu moaned her assent. I kissed her mouth. Colonel James slid into her and started to slowly slide it in. Nelu yelped and twisted.
“Oh my fucking God!” she said. “Fuck me.”
Anne licked her clitoris as Colonel James slowly had his way with her. Every now and then he would remove his penis and let Anne suck it for a minute.
I held Nelu and she kissed me.
When she orgasmed, theatrically, she gripped my hand so hard that it hurt.
It was Anne’s turn next.
We laid her down and all caressed and licked her until she was begging to be fucked.
Colonel James took her doggy style, making her give Nelu head. He slapped Anne’s ass and fucked her roughly until she came, squealing into Nelu’s vagina.
Nelu was aroused by this, so Colonel James took her from behind, fucking her harder this time, until she came again.
He flipped her over onto her back and had me hold her legs open.
He took his time, easing in and out of her until her legs started to shake in my hands as she came. He pulled out and stroked himself and shot his sperm all over her pussy, belly and breasts.
“Simon,” he said. “Why don’t you clean her up?”
I lapped eagerly at her beautiful, cum splattered body and she kissed me.
“Are you having fun, Simon?”
“God, you are so sexy,” I said.
She took some of the cum in her hand and rubbed it on my penis.
Anne joined us then and we all kissed one another while they took turns rubbing my penis.
“I think it’s time for your little penis to have an orgasm,” said Anne. “What do you think, Nelu?”
Nelu laughed.
“You like that kind of talk, Simon?”
She took my penis from Anne and rubbed it.
“I do,” I said.
“It’s small but it’s cute,” she said. “I want you to make that little thing squirt for me.”
It did, almost immediately, and we passed a happy time lounging and caressing one another.
20
Birthday Choice
The next Saturday was my birthday.
Anne told me she had a surprise planned for me, but wouldn’t say what it was.
That morning, when I woke up, she brought me breakfast in bed: waffles with fruit and whipped cream.
The best part was that she served me in a new red silk bra and panties.
“Do you like them?” she asked me, twirling around. “I got them as a birthday treat for you.”
“I love them,” I said. “My birthday is starting off great.”
“Just wait!” she said.
When I finished the waffles, she took the plate away and came back with a bowl and a gift-wrapped package.
“OK,” she said. “Time for your next birthday treat.”
She yanked the cover off me.
“I don’t think you should be wearing a cage on your birthday, do you?”
I shook my head and smiled.
She got on her knees between my legs and undid my cage. She put it on the bedside table next to the picture of Colonel James.
“So I got you a little present,” she said. “But first, I think I want to play with your penis for a while. Is that OK?”
I saw then that the bowl was full of whipped cream.
“I think I like where this is going,” I said.
She crawled between my legs and made me open them wide. Then she dabbed the underside of my erect penis with whipped cream.
“Poor little guy has been locked up for days,” she said. “Time for a treat.”
I was stupefied with desire.
“Don’t cum, OK?” she said.
“I won’t,” I said.
“You’re not going to cum until tonight,” she said. “OK?”
“OK,” I said.
She smiled and licked off the cream. I moaned.
“I think Simon likes that,” she said.
“Simon does,” I said.
She covered my balls with cream and licked that off, then my whole penis, and took it suddenly entirely in her mouth.
“Stop,” I said. I was going to come.
“Oh, is it too much for Simon?” she asked, and laughed and gave my penis a lick. “Let’s take a little break.”
She took off her bra and put cream on her nipples, and let me lick it off. Then she returned to my penis. Then she took off her panties and straddled me, so that her sex was tantalizingly close to my face.
“So, I bet you’d like to lick my pussy, right?”
“Oh gosh,” I said.
She put her hands on it and opened it for me, and lightly rubbed her clitoris.
“But that’s kind of against the rules,” she said. “So, no. Not now, anyway. But I can give you a little show if you like.”
“Please,” I said.
She started to gently rub herself, inches from my face while I tugged my penis, being careful not to cum.
“Guess what I’m thinking about,” she said, looking down at my face.
“Colonel James?”
“Yeah,” she said. “I’m thinking about how he put his big cock in me last week, how Nelu was licking me and he was fucking me and you were watching.”
Then she shuddered and came and I had to stop touching myself.
She slid down my body and kissed me. My penis was rubbing against her ass.
“Was that fun for Simon?” she asked.
“It was,” I said.
“Good!” she said. “I’m going to tease you all day. If you don’t cum, and you let me tease you, then, tonight, you might get to cum. OK?”
She started to grind her my penis between her ass and my thigh.
“OK,” I said.
“You like that?” she said.
I moaned.
“Stop,” I said. “You’re going to make me cum.”
She laughed, climbed off me and put on her bra and panties.
“Sweet husband,” she said. “Time for your present.”
I tore the wrapping paper off the box and opened it.
It was a pair of red panties, exactly the same as the ones she was wearing.
“I don’t get it,” I said.
“You’re going to wear those instead of your cage today,” she said. “Unless you’d rather wear the cage.”
I wasn’t sure how I felt about this. I had never fantasized about cross-dressing.
“Really?” I said.
“Really,” she said. “Put them on. I want to see if they fit.”
They did. I felt ridiculous wearing them. But they did snugly encase my erect penis in silk.
“See how nice and silky they are?” said Anne.
She rubbed my penis through them and then toyed with them, pulling them up tight against me. I moaned.
“I want you to remember all day that you’re wearing them,” she said. “OK?”
“OK,” I said.
“Good,” she said. “Now get dressed. Time for more birthday fun.”
We drove out to a vineyard I’d been wanting to visit where we had a nice lunch and a few glasses of wine, then drove back to the city. Throughout the day, she kept rubbing me, teasing me, whispering dirty things in my ear.
“I want to keep your little cock hard all day,” she said.
From time to time, she would check, and if it was soft she would scold me.
“Come on, make that little thing hard!”
I would blush and it would stiffen and we’d carry on.
When we got home, she stripped down to her underwear and had me do the same. We sat out on the patio in the sun and read our books. Every few minutes she would absently tug at my silk-encased penis, which made it hard to concentrate on my book.
By the evening, I was in a state of perpetual sexual frustration. My penis felt like it might spontaneously orgasm I was so on edge.
For dinner, she took me to a sushi restaurant in a new boutique hotel downtown.
The waitress, a tall and gorgeous blonde, wished me happy birthday and led us to a banquette in a corner by the bar. I sat to Anne’s right, and she kept her hand in my lap throughout dinner, rubbing and tugging at me beneath the table. She left her hand there a few times when the waitress was serving us, and I suspect she noticed although she didn’t say anything.
After dinner, when we finished sharing a dessert, a tall guy in a suit came in carrying a gift-wrapped parcel. He went up to the bar and spoke to the waitress.
She soon came over with two cognacs for us.
“The gentleman at the bar sends these with his regards,” she said.
We toasted him.
“This is kind of mysterious,” I said.
“Hmm,” said Anne. “He’s seriously good-looking.”
He came over then, carrying his own brandy, smiling, looking confident. He was tall, with tousled brown hair and a cocky grin.
“Hi, Simon,” he said. “I have a present for you from Colonel James.”
He put the parcel on the table.
“I’m Rex,” he said.
I stood to shake his hand. He held it up to me after our handshake ended, showing us his Alpha ring.
“He promised me that I’d get a kiss from Anne as a reward for making the delivery,” he said. “I hope you will honor his promise.”
Anne laughed and stood up. She looked gorgeous in a short black silk dress. She nervously touched her hair.
“Well, if you were promised,” she said.
She stepped toward him and he put his hand on the small of her back. She turned her head up to him and he gave her a kiss, pulling her against him and sliding his hand down to her ass.
“My goodness,” she said, when he released her.
The waitress was watching from the bar.
“May I join you two?” Rex asked.
Anne slid in so that she was sitting between us.
The waitress came over to see if we wanted coffee.
Rex smiled at her.
“I think we’ll all have double espressos,” he said. “Thanks very much.”
His hand was on Anne’s thigh.
The waitress gave us a small, knowing smile and went off to get the coffee.
“So, are you having a good birthday, so far, Simon?” asked Rex.
“It’s been just great,” I said.
Under the table, he pulled up Anne’s dress and rested his hand on her thigh.
“You are a such a lucky husband,” he said. “A day spent with Anne is sure to be a good one.”
He turned to her.
“Colonel James wasn’t exaggerating,” he said. “You are exquisite. I want another kiss.”
She kissed him and he slid his hand into her panties. She wriggled and spread her legs for him.
“He’s been raving about you,” he said. “Did you know that?”
“No,” said Anne.
She was breathing deeply, obviously aroused. His hand was on her clitoris.
“Yes,” said Rex. “He goes on about you. Says I should try you out.”
Anne just looked at him. He took her left hand and placed it on the front of his pants. She clutched at his bulge.
“He tells me that you are delightfully submissive, responsive, and also stunning, which I can see for myself is true.”
Anne turned to look at me. She put her other hand on the front of my pants.
The waitress came with the coffee. Anne pulled her hands back to her lap and smiled at the waitress.
“Can I get you anything else?” she asked.
“No,” said Rex. “Just bring me the bill please. It’s my friend’s birthday.”
When she left, Rex suggested I open the present.
Inside was a black strap-on dildo, about six inches long, with straps.
When I realized what it was, I quickly put it on the banquette seat.
“Do you like it?” asked Anne.
“I don’t know,” I said.
I was blushing.
“I think you’ll want to try it,” she said.
She squeezed my penis.
“I think this little thing might like it.”
I grabbed her wrist because I felt I was going to orgasm in my pants.
“Hmm,” said Anne. “I think someone is aroused.”
“I think all of us are,” said Rex. “Now, Simon, Colonel James wanted me to give you a choice at this point. Are you ready to hear your options?”
I cleared my throat.
“OK,” I said. “What are my choices?”
“We’ve got a suite booked upstairs, for you and Anne for the night,” he said.
He put a key card on the table in front of Anne.
“Thank you,” said Anne.
“You’re welcome,” he said. “I want another kiss.”
She turned to him and he kissed her slowly. He put his hand on her breast and squeezed it. Her right hand clutched at my penis.
When they finished, she was flushed and breathing hard.
“So, Simon,” Rex said. “You can take Anne up there and, because it’s your birthday, enjoy her vagina for the night.”
“That sounds good,” I said.
“Or,” he said, holding up his finger for attention. “Or you can invite me to accompany you, and I can enjoy her vagina and you can watch and try out your present.”
When he finished, he put his finger in Anne’s mouth. She sucked it.
The waitress arrived with the bill. Rex took his finger out of Anne’s mouth.
“So are you having a nice birthday?” she asked me with a little smile.
“It’s been just great so far,” I said.
After the bill was paid, Rex excused himself to go to the bathroom. Anne gave me a kiss. Her hand was on my penis. She looked at me. Her lips were wet and parted, her eyes glittering with lust and alcohol.
“So, birthday boy, what’s your decision?”
“What do you want?” I asked her.
She kissed me again.
“Honestly?”
“Honestly,” I said.
“I want you to do what you want,” she said. “It’s your birthday.”
“But what do you want?”
She bit her lip.
“I, um, think I want Rex to fuck me.”
She squeezed my penis.
“And I think that’s what you want.”
“It is,” I said.
We were standing up waiting for Rex when he came out of the bathroom. Anne took his arm and we headed for the elevator.
Anne kissed him as the elevator rose. He put his hand under her skirt and squeezed her ass. She turned to me and kissed me while he touched her.
“This is going to be fun,” she whispered.
Anne took off her dress as soon as we got into the room and threw it on the floor. Then she stripped me down to my underwear.
“You match,” said Rex, sitting on the bed, watching.
“I know,” she said. “Isn’t it adorable?”
I felt embarrassed.
“I kind of want to take them off,” I said.
“You don’t like your present?” said Anne.
She put her hands on them and rubbed me.
“Would you rather be in the cage?”
“No,” I said.
“Well, you can just leave them on for now,” she said.
She pulled a chair next to the bed and had me sit in it.
“You can touch yourself but only through your panties, OK?”
She moved me to a chair next to the bed. Then she stepped to Rex and he took her in his arms, kissing her and groping her, stripping her of her underwear. He sucked her breasts and put his fingers inside her. She moaned and writhed in his arms.
Then she undressed him and cooed when his penis came out. It was thick and veiny and erect. She dropped to her knees in front of him and took him into her mouth.
“You have quite a wife,” he said to me.
Anne took his penis out of her mouth.
“I love your cock,” she said to him.
She turned to me. I was rubbing myself through the panties.
“Are you enjoying yourself, cuckold?” she asked me.
“I am,” I said.
She crawled over to me and put her hands on my knees.
“You love watching me suck that cock, don’t you, my little cuckold?”
“I do,” I said.
She grabbed the waistband of my panties and yanked them down.
“Look at how hard your little cock is,” she said.
She licked the underside of the tip and I yelped with pleasure.
“I think you should lick my pussy, as a birthday treat,” she said.
She turned to Rex.
“What do you think?”
“Good idea,” he said. “While you suck my cock.”
She got on all fours on the bed and spread her legs.
“Go ahead, Simon,” she said.
I got behind her and licked her, for the first time in a long time, while she sucked him. She responded immediately to my tongue. Her moans were muffled by Rex’s penis.
She stopped me and had me lie on my back on the floor, next to the bed, and straddled me. I pushed my tongue into her. It was amazing, because I could look up her beautiful body and see her sucking Rex.
I loved it, and was proud when she came with a moan.
Then it was time for her to fuck him. He lay on his back and she climbed on him, gasping at his size as she eased herself down onto him, struggling to fit it inside her. She slowly rode him, moaning and writhing.
She pulled me to her and had me suck her breast as she rode him. She started to rub her clitoris and then came again.
He flipped her over then, smacked her ass and started to fuck her hard and deep. She started to cry out loudly as he pounded her roughly. She came again, her legs shaking, with a guttural groan.
Then she sucked him some more, frantically, lost in her lust.
“I’m going to fuck your ass now,” he said.
