After she had returned to her bedroom and had given Sarge his drink, Sam exhaled and sat on her bed with her back against the headboard and her legs stretched. I sat next to her on the edge of the bed.
“Are you having a good time, baby?” I asked as I took off her shoes and began to rub her feet.
“Yes, this is really nice,” she stated, satisfied with the outcome of the party.
I could tell she was buzzing from the wine she’d had earlier. With her disposition being very mellow and in chill mode, I decided to test the waters and put my plan into motion. I asked Sam to take a look at the gifts we’d bought her. She unwrapped the fragrance I bought and opened it.
“This smells nice,” she said after one whiff. “Thank you again, baby.”
When she saw what was in Sarge’s bag, she smiled, stated how much she liked it, and thanked him, too.
“Go try on Sarge’s gift,” I urged with a smile.
“I don’t think so,” she replied with her head tilted downward and looking up at me, giving me that look that asked what are you up to.
I whispered, “Happy birthday,” as I leaned in to give her a kiss, only this kiss was more sensuous. I gently tugged at her bottom lip, causing her mouth to give slightly, letting her lips part. I then licked across her upper lip before exploring the inside of her mouth with my tongue.
“Mmmm,” escaped her mouth.
While the kissing continued, I started to massage her 36 C-cup breasts. For a brief moment, her breathing began to become unsteady and choppy when I began to unbutton her blouse. With little
resistance, Sam grabbed the top of my hand to stop me, while looking in the direction where Sarge was seated.
“We have company.”
“There’s nobody here but us,” I whispered as I continued with my quest and was very successful in freeing her twins. I took one of her breasts in my mouth and gave Sam’s nipple a soft bite. I used my tongue to spiral around her nipple and began to suck moans out of her.
“Mmmm,” she moaned while stroking the back of my head.
My tongue slithered like a black mamba snake up her chest, licking the nape of her neck up to her earlobe. Ever so gently, I caressed her face and brought her lips to me once more, and we kissed.
“I told my boy you have some good pussy,” I whispered, informing her that Sarge knew of some of our sexcursions.
“Oh, really? And why would you do that?”
That seductive look in her eyes said it all. Without any resistance, Sam allowed me to remove her shorts, and I started working my way down to eat her pussy. In the midst of making my way downtown, I managed to unbutton and unzip my jeans to free Willy, my seven inches of dangling fury. Sam’s pussy was extremely wet and warm. The moisture probably made itself visible through her panties. I was too consumed with trying to get my eat on to find out. I used my thumb and index finger to part the lips of her pussy, allowing her swollen sex antenna to receive an oral transmission. After giving that clit my version of birthday licks, I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself so that Sam could suck my dick. I stood up and grabbed the headboard with one hand for balance and squatted in front of her. When Sam opened her mouth, I teased her by just allowing her to taste the underside of the head of my dick with her tongue, sampling the pre-cum that had eased out from the excitement. She began to suck me in as if her mouth were a vacuum, inch by inch until she reached the base and her nose teased my man forest.
While I was enjoying some major oral surgery, Sarge sat with his eyes glued to the TV as if he was in a trance. I knew that there were still people partying on the other side of the bedroom door, and my adrenaline was at an all-time high because of what was ultimately about to go down.
“I told Sarge how good your pussy tastes,” I whispered. “He wants to eat it for you.”
She couldn’t respond because her mouth was full of my dick.
“Hey, bro,” getting Sarge’s attention. “You wanna taste this pussy? I told you it was good. Come and get this pussy,” inviting him to join in.
Without saying a word, he leaped from the chair in a single bound and attacked her pussy like a flesh-eating piranha. While still with her back somewhat against the headboard, Sam was semi-naked. Her shorts had been tossed on the floor and her blouse and bra were hanging off her shoulder. I continued feeding her mouth my dick, and Sarge sopped her pussy like it was biscuits and gravy. By now, I knew Sam was down for whatever.
“Sarge wants some of that pussy.”
As Sarge took off his clothes, I face fucked Sam before climbing out of the bed and making my way over to the chair to sit down. Sarge returned to the bed, and I witnessed his face disappear between Sam’s legs. Once he came up for air, I sat and watched the two of them transform into one as Sarge drove deep into Sam’s love canal for about fifteen minutes. Sarge handled Sam’s petite frame like a rag doll. He held her legs up in the air and was hitting that pussy like a man just released from prison after doing time for ten years. As I watched the two of them have some one-on-one action, I gave my right hand a workout by stroking my dick. I was always curious what Sam would look like getting her sex on. It turned me on big time to witness it. As he dug deep into her tunnel, Sarge said over and over, breathing and sounding like he’d just finished a set of weights at the gym, “Happy birthday! You know you special.”
He rolled over on his back and pulled Sam on top of him while still keeping his dick inside her pussy. Riding dick is what gets her off, too. Sarge held Sam by the ass and was helping her ride him. After a few good bucks, I knew Sam was cumming because I saw her trademark orgasmic tremble. Witnessing her enjoyment from a distance was like a thing of beauty and seeing that shit sent me over the edge, too. For a brief moment as I was cumming, Sam and I made eye contact.
During her recovery from that big “O,” Sam stroked Sarge’s dick with both hands till he unloaded what looked to be a year’s worth of cum. He lay motionless for a short period of time. Sam climbed down out of the bed and came over to me. She sat in my lap and laid her head on my shoulder while I held her close and stroked her shoulder.
“You have fun? Did you like your gift?” I said as I was caressing her cheek and stroking her shoulder.
“Whew. You are so bad. I’m going to sleep good tonight” was all she said. I tilted her face up toward mine, looked her in the eyes, and kissed her long and passionately.