My husband's birthday gift

it was my husband’s birthday night. As every year, the house was full of friends and family. We spent a beautiful, familiar evening. It was very hot that day, so I was wearing a burgundy dress with a deep neckline, tight to my body and short enough that it barely covered my ass. My husband was incredibly turned on seeing me like that, whispering in my ear about the erection he had every time he got close to me. His words and his touches made my breathing quicken as I felt my pussy begin to throb.

The night went on with music, food, and wine. My husband and I exchanged knowing looks and quiet laughs, barely able to hide our desire. Finally, he took my hand and led me toward the bathroom. It was occupied, so beside it he started sucking my tits and sliding his hand under my dress. I squeezed his hard cock over his pants while running my other hand through his hair. Then he lifted my hands against the wall and gently rubbed my clit while kissing me. I felt like I was going to explode. I started moaning and came so fast while he was fingering me.

To our surprise, his friend came out of the bathroom right then and saw my juices running down my legs. Embarrassed, I slipped inside while my husband followed me, laughing. His friend knocked and said not to worry, that he hadn’t seen anything. As I cleaned myself, my husband kissed me and confessed how much he loved being caught. I admitted that I loved it too. Then he asked if I’d dare give him a birthday present. I laughed nervously, already guessing what he meant, and said yes. He told me he’d claim it later.

When the party ended and everyone left, I was getting ready for bed when my husband told me his friend would stay over since he lived outside the city and had drunk too much. He kissed me and smiled. “I’ll be back to claim my gift.” Moments later, he returned and said, “I want a threesome. This is the perfect moment.” “With who?” I asked, pretending not to understand. “With my friend.” I thought he was joking, but he wasn’t. He had already talked to him. I won’t lie—I loved the idea. My husband was amazing with his fingers but not so much with his cock, and I always wanted more. I said yes, and he asked me to go first to his friend’s room.

I entered feeling shy and nervous. His friend was already in bed and smiled. “Come here. I want to see if it’s true.” I sat beside him and confirmed it with a smile. He grabbed my waist and laid me down, face to face, kissing me slowly. I slipped my leg between his and felt his cock rub against my thigh. He moved me to the middle of the bed, pulled off my panties, and gently touched my pussy while kissing me. I grabbed his cock, squeezing the shaft and his balls. He loved it.

Then my husband arrived, knelt beside me, and pushed his hard cock into my mouth. I sucked him eagerly while his friend went down on me and my husband played with my nipples. With one hand I held my husband’s friend’s head between my legs, with the other I grabbed my husband’s balls. My husband groaned, “God, you’re so wet.”

He put me on all fours and started fucking me hard while I sucked his friend’s cock beside the bed. I took it deep, looking him in the eyes, grabbing his ass and pulling him closer. He came in my mouth, and I swallowed it while stroking him until he grew hard again. My husband couldn’t hold back and came inside my ass too.

I stayed kneeling on the bed, still burning with desire, while my husband went to the bathroom. His friend kissed me and touched my breasts, then lay back. Feeling him hard again, I sat on him with my back to his chest and started riding him, moving like never before. He grabbed my waist, squeezed my ass, and moaned as I bounced on his big, hard cock. I couldn’t stop. I came hard all over him, moaning his name. He followed moments later, pulling out and finishing all over my back.

Only then did we notice my husband watching from the doorway.

Afterward, we all showered and went to sleep. In bed, my husband told me that the gift had really been for me, because I enjoyed it so much. Laughing, he admitted he felt jealous seeing another man make me come. I had never felt that much pleasure—my body felt like it had exploded, and I wanted more.

The next morning, I woke up to a message from his friend: “I loved it. You’re incredible. I’ve never felt anything like that before. I hope we can do it again—just you and me, if you dare.”

I blushed, and it filled my mind with fantasies for days.