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Once they had eaten as many appetizers as they wanted, she took the mostly empty plates back to the kitchen and told him "Dinner will be ready in a few. Make yourself a drink, if you like."
He did just that and relaxed on the couch as he waited for her. It wasn't long before she called him into the dining room. The table was covered with a wide variety of sushi and sashimi, all clearly handmade. He gave her a questioning look as they normally went to their favorite Japanese restaurant for sushi.
Smiling, she said "I convinced Chef Marikoto to teach me how to make these. The recipes are easy but getting the presentation right is the hard part. I probably threw away as many as you see here."
The nigiri, maki, and sashimi were all excellent. He particularly enjoyed the non-traditional California rolls. She walked back to the kitchen and returned with two bowls of Vietnamese pho, served after the sushi in the traditional way.
When they finished, she said, "Forget the dishes, I'll get them in the morning. Stand up and take off your boxers."
He did and then sat back on the sofa at her direction. She dropped to her knees between his legs and took his cock in her hands. He was already nearly fully hard and the touch of her fingers took him the rest of the way. When she leaned down and took the head of his cock in her lips and fondled his balls at the same time, he groaned.
For the next fifteen minutes she brought him to the edge of cumming and then backed off again and again. She knew she was torturing him, but knew also it was in a most enjoyable manner.
Breaking off, she said, "Enough. Time to go to the bedroom. Ready for some real fucking, honey?" Unable to speak coherently he merely nodded and let her take his hand and lead him upstairs.
Making him lay on his back, she straddled his hips and lowered her pussy until it found his cock. Moving up and back she coated his cock in her juices as she rubbed her slit up and down his shaft. His breathing and moaning kept increasing in decibels and urgency until she sensed movement behind her. Glancing over her shoulder she saw her friend Sandy, who had let herself in the front door she'd intentionally left unlocked and walked to the bedroom.
As she moved up and sat on his face, letting her pussy distract his attention and covering his ears with her thighs, Sandy began to silently kick off her sandals and remove the t-shirt and shorts that revealed she had nothing underneath.
He loved eating her pussy in any position. Her sitting on his face was his favorite, as it put her in control. When she wanted her clit licked and sucked she tilted her hips so it was the only thing he could reach. When she wanted him to fuck her with his tongue she put her opening over his mouth.
He was lost in the pleasure of making oral love to his wife, the person he loved more than any other in the world. It may have been his birthday but right now all he wanted to do was to give her the gift of an earth-shattering orgasm.
Then he felt a set of lips surround his cock. What the hell!? his mind screamed. WTF is going on?!
His cock was being treated to a fantastic blowjob. Whoever it was sucked, licked, and engulfed his shaft almost as good as his wife could do. As they continued, he realized that they were employing many of the same moves she did. First taking him all the way to the base, his head reaching into her throat, then pulling back up until only his head was between their lips. Stopping there, their tongue darted out and the tip flicked rapidly across his urethra.
His wife reached behind her back and, when the other pulled up, wrapped her hand around his cock. Now he had a mouth and a hand both jerking him off together. Someone cupped his balls with their hand, so every part of his organ was being stimulated.
As much as he wanted this to continue he couldn't deny the rising pressure in his balls and cock. Putting his hands under her ass cheeks he pushed up, raising her pussy off his mouth so he could cry out, "I'm going to cum!"
Forcing her pussy back onto his face, she said, "Yes, you are. Don't hold back!"
That was all he could stand. His cock started shooting its load into whatever mouth had trapped it. At the same time, the pussy on his face came, driving itself down onto his mouth and filling it with its juices.
He felt the mouth release his cock and the body attached to it move. He opened his eyes and saw her friend Sandy appear at her side. Sandy opened her mouth to show her his contribution and then they kissed. He guessed Sandy was snowballing his wife.
She lifted her leg and rolled down to lay beside his left side. Sandy laid down on his right. All were exhausted, but also satisfied, albeit likely only temporarily. "So, hon, how do you like your birthday present?" she said with a smirk.
"Somebody owes me an explanation. How did all this come about? Oh, and Sandy? You give great blowjobs! Thank you," he said.
