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REPOST BY TOM:  BIRTHDAY MASSAGE, 64K
              
(fff/m, consensual)
                      
by  Tom (laddie@anon.nymserver.com)
                          
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This story was originally posted in 1996.  Here it is again
for those of you that missed it.

NOTE:  This story is, of course, for adults only -- so don't
read it if you don't think that you can be mature about it. 
Reading and writing these stories should be acts of fantasy,
and I hope that you can keep your notions of real and fantasy
life separate in your mind.  I know I can.
               
Not only have the actions described not occurred in real,        
everyday life, they are not likely to occur.  The characters are  
fictitious and don't resemble people in my life, and most      
importantly, they don't practice safe sex.  
                          
It would be very helpful for me to hear from those who read
this story. How does it make you feel?  Does it help you
masturbate more joyfully?  Does it increase your libido?  Have
you shared it with other friends or lovers?  How could it be
better for you?  I promise to answer all respectful, non-abusive
E-mail notes.
                          
Because I have grown children who use the Net, and because
my employer would not enjoy the publicity, I must keep my
identity anonymous.  I am a happily married, 50 year old male,
6' 2" and 175 lbs.  I keep physically fit and enjoy sex very
much.  My wife's real name is not Ann.  I would be glad to
share more information if you are interested.

**********************************
                          
A MEMORABLE BIRTHDAY MASSAGE
Part 1a - Mystery Woman or Tom Gets His!
                          
by  Tom (laddie@anon.nymserver.com)
                     
It is Wednesday afternoon, and my wife, Ann, accompanies me
to the Gold River Athletic Club for my monthly appointment   
with Barbara for a massage.  Having Ann accompany me to
this appointment is unusual, but I don't think anything about it. 
Ann knows Barbara and likes her because Barbara is a
professional C.M.T. massage therapist, and there is no sex play
with her - just professional relaxation and stress reduction. 
The next Saturday is my 50th birthday.
                        
"Don't worry about me," Ann says, "I'll be just fine sitting     
here while you're upstairs with Barbara.  I'll have some tea
and watch the aerobic workout class."
                          
Barbara is ready for me, and I go right into her massage      
studio and sit down.  Barbara is a small, attractive woman in
her early forties with blond hair and small, finely boned, but
strong, hands.  She has a dazzling smile and a pretty good
figure although her hips are getting a little bigger as women's
hips are wont to do.  Barbara is trim, with small breasts, and
definitely not overweight.  She is so professional that she can
touch me in very intimate places (buttocks and inner thighs -
never on my genitals) without the touch being sexual.  We
often chat about our children during a one hour massage.
                          
We chat for a few minutes before Barbara dims the studio       
lights and leaves the room so that I can get undressed and get  
under the sheet on the masseuse table in the middle of the
room.  I get ready and lay face down on the table, pulling the
sheet over me.  
                      
"OK, Barbara," I call to her, and she re-enters the studio.        
After putting on some relaxing New Age instrumental music,    
Barbara steps over to the side of the masseuse table and rests
her warm hands on my back.
                          
Barbara then says, "If it's alright with you, Tom, I won't use
the sheet today because it is so warm in here."  This is a first! 
I have been coming to Barbara for over two years, and she
always keeps the sheet over my hips.  When massaging one
side of my buttocks, she would cover the other side so that I
am never completely nude.  "I'll turn the lights very low in
here, and you'll be comfortable," she continues as she pulls the
sheet away from me.
                        
There is barely any light in the studio now - only the colored
lights on Barbara's CD player over on the self.  "Taking off
the sheet is OK, Barbara.  I don't mind with you." I say, and I
close my eyes, take a deep breath and get ready for my
massage.
                        
  Barbara always starts the massage by working on my
  shoulders and upper back muscles.  She finds tension points,
  and then with pressure and deep finger movements, she rubs
  out the knots.  As she works her way down my spine, I relax
  more and more.  After the back muscles, Barbara reaches way
  down over my back, puts her hands on my buttocks,  and
  makes long pulling motions from my buttocks, up my spine,
  all the way into my hairline at the back of my head.  Then,
  Barbara steps around to the side of the table and works on my
  buttocks.
                               
  Barbara gets more oil on her hands and puts both of them on
  the ass cheek nearest her.  She kneads my ass cheek as if she
  were making bread.  I feel her finger tips curving into the
  crack between my buttocks and occasionally grazing the edge
  of my rectum.  That is usually a border that Barbara never
  crosses, and I suddenly recall my nakedness.
               
  There is a little sexual stirring in my groin at the thought.        
  They say that a man has a sexual thought every fifteen or
  twenty seconds, but I really haven't had one until that moment. 
                         
  I admit that I have another sexual thought when Barbara starts
  to work on the back of my upper thigh where it joins my       
  buttocks.  In this area, while her palms massage the heavy
  muscle layer along the backs of my thighs, her finger tips are
  often grazing the perineum between my anus and scrotum and
  are even touching my testicles briefly. 
                         
  I am now pretty alert, and at this moment, the studio door
  opens and then closes.  My eyes are closed, and I don't want
  to open them, but I know that someone else has entered the
  studio because I can smell perfume (Barbara doesn't wear any
  to accommodate customers with sensitivity to chemicals) and
  also because Barbara's hands are still massaging my thighs and
  buttocks.
       
  This new person . . .  I thought a woman . . .  moves quietly
  to the end of the table near my head and presses her warm
  body against my hands which are hanging over the end of the
  masseuse table.
                        
  This person is nude!!!  The backs of my hands feel bare flesh. 
  I reach out and around her and feel slim buttocks.  There is no
  objection to my touch, and so I move my hands around to this
  person's thighs and belly.  At the base of her belly, my thumbs
  encounter a patch of pubic hair that feels sparse, like a
  teen-ager's. 
                          
  Moving still lower through the mystery woman's fine pubic
  curls, my thumbs feel the vulva of a mature female.  Not
  hearing or feeling an objection, I casually allow the tips of my
  thumbs to slightly separate the outer lips and to run along the
  edge of her labia to the base of her vaginal opening.  This
  person actually encourages my intimate touches by moving
  closer.  Her labia are moist, and I now smell that unmistakable
  musky, sweet-sour odor coming from her vagina.
                       
  My exploration continues.  Except for the mellow music from
  the CD player, there is silence in the studio . . .  no sound
  from either woman . . .  just the music . . .  and our breathing.
  Barbara's hands are resting on my buttocks as if she were
  watching this interaction.  Who is this mystery woman?  I
  don't want to break the spell by opening my eyes.  I reach out
  for her hands, find them and squeeze them.  She squeezes
  back.  I move my finger tips up her arms and over to her
  breasts which I discover to be medium sized with very long
  nipples.  I feel the nipples first with my palms, and then caress
  them with my palms in a circular motion.  As her nipples
  became erect, I hold them between my thumbs and forefingers,
  and they become very stiff.  They feel as if they are an inch
  long and uptilted.  I can feel my own erection starting to
  happen.
                      
  She is a small woman because I can reach her shoulders only
  a couple of feet above the level of the table - about the same
  height as Barbara.  I explore her features with my finger tips
  like a blind man.  She wears her hair cut short.  Her ears are
  small and flat against her head.  Her nose is large and slightly
  pointed.  Her mouth is thin lipped, but she captures my fingers
  in her warm mouth and sucks them when I touch her there. 
  Reaching around her thin frame, I can feel her protruding
  shoulder blades and the taut muscles on her back.  Back down
  to her ass and the backs of her legs, I run my hands up and
  down her inner thighs from her knees to her buttocks.  I take a
  chance and insert my middle finger into her crack and probe
  for her anus, which I quickly locate.  It feels "virgin", which
  means too small and tight.  Her anus must be very pleasantly
  sensitive, because the mystery woman moves her ass
  sensuously against my finger probe.  Who was this sexy
  woman!!??  
                   
  "Open your eyes, Tom!!  It's me!!  It's Zinah!!"  She
  pronounces her name "zee-nah".  I look up and see the woman
  who is my executive assistant and has been for ten years.  "I'm
  your birthday surprise, Tom.  Happy birthday!"  I lift myself
  up on my elbows to look at her, and she smiles and bends
  down to put a brief kiss on my lips.  "Sucking your fingers
  was pretty sexy, huh, Tom?" She giggled.  "Now don't you
  worry about what Ann's going to think, Tom.  She's been a
  good friend to me for over ten years, and I wouldn't do
  anything to change that.  In fact, I have a feeling that she will
  approve."  
                         
  Zinah is 38 and is athletic, small and attractive.  Her ass and
  legs are shapely and muscular, and I have often told her that
  she has the best looking legs in the building.  She exercises
  every day and even leads the noon hour aerobic fitness class at
  the office.  Zinah and I have maintained a close and friendly
  work relationship but have never had an affair, although I have
  fantasized about her sometimes when she would wear a short
  skirt or would come into my office for dictation - especially
  right after her divorce a year ago.  Her ex-husband is a cop
  and is a binge drinker, and Zinah finally had to leave him.      
                             
  I have never seen Zinah naked before.  Now that I am looking
  at her, I can see that her tits are not really large (maybe
  half-cantaloupe size) and stand up fairly well.  Her nipples are
  a dull pink usually, and now that she is aroused, they have
  become really long and hard with sort of squared-off ends like
  large pencil erasers.  And when aroused, just behind Zinah's
  nipples is a sort of secondary breast called an areola, a small,
  rounded mound upon which the nipple projects. 
                      
  Like the famous "SueNH" on the alt.sex.stories news group,
  her navel is an "inny," and her tummy is flat and hard.       
  Continuing down, Zinah's pubic hair is very blond and sparse,
  but the hairs are quite long.  In my exploration of her body, I
  had felt that Zinah's pubic hair goes down around her cunt lips
  and peter's out near her asshole.  Remembering that pleasant
  journey over Zinah's body was erotic, and seeing her nude for
  the first time was a tremendous turn on.  By now, my penis
  had flowered into a full erection, and was uncomfortable as it
  pressed against the masseuse table.  All the while I was
  drinking in Zinah's beauty, I kept muttering to myself, "I can't
  believe this!  What a birthday!
                          
  End of Part 1a---------------------------------------------

REPOST BY TOM:  BIRTHDAY MASSAGE, 1b of 3

Parts (fff/m, consensual)
             
by  Tom (laddie@anon.nymserver.com)
                 
**********************************
          
A MEMORABLE BIRTHDAY MASSAGE
Part 1b - My Present Delivered
                    
Zinah said, "Now turn over on your back, Tom, while Barbara gets
undressed so that we can give you your birthday present." 
'Barbara too!!'  I say to myself, and I look back over my shoulder
at her.  Barbara is smiling at my shock and at the thrill of being in
on the surprise.  I am embarrassed at having to turn to over on my
back because my rampant erection will be so obvious.  But I do so
anyway, and my erect penis bobs into view .... waving in the air
with the head flared and purple and jerking involuntarily every few
seconds.  There is a drop of clear fluid on the tip. 
              
"Wow!!  You've got a nice penis, Tom!"  Barbara says.  "I have
seen the shape of your cock under the sheet during a massage but
never standing straight up like this.  I like your cock."  
              
For the record, my pubic thatch is made of fine, curly, reddish
brown hair, and my penis is circumcised and curves slightly
downward when erect.  It is 7 and 1/2 inches long when erect and
has a helmet of rough textured pink skin.  The shaft is about 5
inches in circumference.  When I'm really excited and ready to
burst, my penis swells another 1/2 inches in length, and the helmet
also swells to twice its usual size and turns purple with engorged
blood.  The now-purple helmet skin stretches tight and smooth and
shines in the light.  Laying on my back on Barbara's masseuse
table causes my erection to bob around in the air and jerk up and
down.  For some reason, it always leans a little to the left.  
              
My testicles rest in a sack of hairy and deeply wrinkled skin.  In
the sauna or in warm weather, my scrotum tissue gets very thin,   
and my balls hang down six or seven inches below the base of my
cock.  In cold temperatures, and when I am about to ejaculate, my  
scrotum shrinks and cups my balls right up under my cock, and    
they almost become tucked up into the base of my lower abdomen. 
When I am excited, my testicles pulse and move around in their
sack as they produce semen.  
              
Back to my birthday present with Barbara and Zinah  . . . Barbara
continues, "No sex with clients is my rule, Tom . . . "  Barbara
says as she pulls her T- shirt over her head.  Her small breasts are
bare since she wears no bra.  " . . .  but you're a favorite client of
mine, and I've imagined several times what it would be like with
you.  When Zinah told me her plans, I was eager to join in.  You
won't let this ruin our relationship, will you, Tom."
              
"No way, Barbara!" I respond quickly.  "I think that our     
relationship is going to be better than ever!  I may start getting a   
massage every week instead of monthly!"  After making that   
promise, I watch with interest as Barbara holds my eyes with hers 
and sensuously lowers her shorts and then her panties.  As she    
steps out of her panties, Barbara puts her hands on her hips and    
turns around to show me all of her beautiful body.  I think that    
Barbara is about 40, but her shape is petite and very desirable.     
Unlike the short blond hair on her head, her mons is covered with 
light brown hair that is not thick enough to conceal her pink labia 
which poke out below her groin in clear view.  Her breasts are     
round with brown nipples and brown areolae about two inches   
across.  Barbara has a pear shaped figure with hips that are large    
but not oversized or fat.
              
"Do you like what you see?" she asked.  "I've seen your body      
lots of times, but you've never seen me."  "You're beautiful,
Barbara," I reply.  Her smile widens, and then she laughs and      
reaches over to grasp my erection.  "I can see that you are      
pleased," she responds.  "Now it's time to give you your presents. 
Barbara's hand begins to stroke up and down on the shaft of my   
penis.  She milks a large drop of pre-cum out onto the head and   
licks it off with the tip of her tongue.  With her other hand,
Barbara cups my balls and massages the skin behind my scrotum  
even touching my anus briefly with her finger tips.  I groan and    
shudder involuntarily at the touch of her lips on the head of my    
cock.  I am very sensitive there, and Ann is kind of shy about      
giving me that kind of caress.
              
Zinah takes my hands in hers and puts my hands back on her
breasts as she bends down and kisses me deeply several times.     
"Happy birthday, Boss!"  she whispers between kisses.  "I've     
wanted to do this with you for a long time." she says.  "Me too!" I
whisper.  My whole body is awash in sensation from the     
ministrations of the two women, and my mind is in shock.  I could
never have imagined this.  Zinah's kisses become more passionate,
and her tongue is all over the inside of my mouth.  Her hands rub
my chest, and her fingernails lightly scratch my nipples and then
over to my exposed underarms and then back to my nipples. 
While Zinah is doing this, Barbara has not given my rock hard
penis a second's rest, and I know that I am going to ejaculate soon
if Barbara's well oiled hands keep up their long, smooth strokes up
and down the shaft of my cock.  The pleasurable sensations that
Barbara and Zinah are now creating in me are causing my hips to
twist involuntarily and push up at Barbara, and my erection feels
like an iron bar.
              
"Oh . . .  oh . . .  oh . . .  oh!"  Barbara exclaims.  "Tom's penis
look's like he is getting ready to cum,  Zinah.  The head is
gleaming purple, and he's got stuff starting to run out of his cock   
.... drip, drip, drip." 
               
Zinah said, "Hold on, Tom.  Don't cum yet.  I want to do you
myself."  She climbs up on the table with her knees by my ears,
and she bends over to take my penis in her warm mouth.  My
cock feels like someone has suddenly dumped a bucket of warm
honey on my groin.   Zinah's vagina is right over my mouth, and I
put my hands on her ass and pull her pussy down to my mouth. 
My tongue parts Zinah's labia, and she moans.  I probe deeper,
and she moans again.  I lick along the inside of her labia until I
find the hard little tip of her clitoris.  When I touch it, Zinah's
hips buck, and her thighs clench the sides of my face.  My     
concentration on Zinah's sensitive clitoris is slowing down my     
own orgasm and is giving Zinah a chance to give me a 
tremendous blowjob.  This is a talent that I had not experienced in
her before. 
              
With her lips and tongue sucking and licking my glans and the
nerve bundle on the underside of my cockhead, Zinah uses both
hands to grasp and stroke up and down on the shaft.  Barbara
is still massaging my thighs and groin area and takes this
opportunity to slip a finger into my anus up to the first knuckle.    
Her intimate intrusion is a shock, but I am surprised that I like    
it.  In fact, I am totally supported on a wave of sensation.
              
Zinah has pressed her cunt down on my face by now, and her
whole body is resting on mine .... chest to belly while we do the
'sixty-nine'.  Her hips are jerking in rhythm with my tongue's
caresses on her clitoris, and I can tell from her grunts and moans
and from her strong rhythm that she is close to an orgasm.  I
increase the pressure of my tongue, dipping deep into her vaginal
canal every few seconds to draw out her juices.  With my hands, I 
hold her buttocks, and squeeze them.  Imitating Barbara's caress, I
put the middle finger of one hand into Zinah's anus, while the
middle two fingers of the other hand went around her thigh and
down into her vagina from the rear.
        
Zinah howls at this double invasion, "OOooww .... ooohhh ....
yes .... yes .... YYeessssssss!!!!, and she begins to have her first
orgasm within the next few seconds.  It is a long, shuddering
orgasm with a series of convulsive jerks and genital spasms.  
              
Zinah has momentarily paused her mouth massage as her orgasm
took hold of her, but she hasn't taken my penis out of her mouth. 
She is breathing very deeply now in the aftermath of her climax,
and she lifts her head up from my cock and whispers, "Oh, Tom,
that is wonderful, but don't lick my clit anymore for a minute. 
It's too tender, and I have a spasm every time you touch it."  I
leave my mouth on her vagina, but I stop licking her clitoris and
rub her lower back and buttocks which had developed a thin 
sheen of perspiration.  "God, that was good .... that was so      
fantastic!"  Zinah murmured.
              
That's the exact moment when my wife, Ann, pokes her head
in through the door of the massage studio.  "I love you, honey,"
she says.  ".... and I hope you are having a memorable and happy
birthday.  Barbara and Zinah were a great help in planning this
surprise."  I am staggered at the thought that Ann has organized
all of this with Zinah and Barbara .... my Ann, who has very
traditional values about sex and sex play.  I say, "I can't believe
that this is happening.  Here are the three women that I feel
closest to .... all here in this room with me on this birthday.  This
is terrific!  The best birthday ever!!  Thanks, my darling."    
              
"You are very welcome, hon.  You deserve it.  We have this
room reserved for the next three hours.  Go ahead, Zinah. 
Continue where you left off.  Don't let me stop you.  I want to
watch.  And as soon as I get my clothes off, I'll join you."  And
Ann steps into the studio and closes and locks the door behind
her.  
              
With that, a rested and refreshed Zinah goes back to work on
my semi-erect penis.  With her mouth and tongue, Zinah quickly
restores my erection.  Barbara begins to massage my upper thighs
and then cups my testicles while Zinah's head bobs up and down
on my cock.  Ann comes over and holds my hands which had
been on Zinah's buttocks.  I am right on the verge of a
tremendous ejaculation, and begin to twist my hips and thrust up
into Zinah's mouth.  Zinah skillfully matches my rhythm, and then
Barbara inserts a finger all the way into my anus.  That's it!  I am
over the edge, and my penis is a fire hose. 
              
Zinah holds my cock with both hands as it squirts ropes of
sticky semen all over the place.  Ann exclaims, "Jeeezzz, girls! 
You really gave him a good one!"  Barbara gets a milky colored
spurt on her hands and arms.  Zinah gets a pearly glob of cum on
her cheek, and the rest goes onto my belly and dribbles down my
penis shaft into my pubic hair at the base.    
              
Ann touches my semen with her finger and tastes it.  Then she
bends down behind Zinah's ass and kisses me.  "Happy,
happy Five-O, honey!  I love you."
              
End of Part 1b-------------------------------------------------

REPOST BY TOM: BIRTHDAY MASSAGE, 2a of 3 
       
(m/fff, consensual)
            
by  Tom (laddie@anon.nymserver.com)
            
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A MEMORABLE BIRTHDAY MASSAGE
Part 2a - Barbara Gets Hers!
            
My lovely wife of 28 years, Ann, has knocked my socks off
with a surprise birthday present:  Barbara, my masseuse, and
Zinah, my executive assistant for over 10 years, have helped Ann
to transform my monthly massage with Barbara into a truly
memorable 50th birthday present.  Ann, somehow, has been able
to arrange for the three most significant women in my life to be
here with me in Barbara's massage studio .... the lights are dim    
.... the New Age music from the CD player is soothing .... and
Zinah, Barbara and I are naked .... and Ann is beginning to
undress!  The warm air in the studio is already laden with musky
sex odors.  
            
A few minutes ago, Ann had watched approvingly while Zinah
and Barbara startled me with one of the most powerful orgasms
that I had had in many years.  With Zinah's hands and mouth on
my penis, my semen soon spurted all over the place, and Ann
congratulated both women on their skill and success with "the old
guy's cock, hah! hah!".  I had personally thanked Zinah by
exploring her vagina and clitoris with my tongue until she had her  
own orgasm just before giving me mine.  Barbara is now washing
our genitals with a warm, wet cloth while Ann opens her
"front-loader" bra, spilling out her large breasts for all of us to
admire.
            
Ann is a full figured woman whose face glows with the beauty
of an angel.  Her round breasts are firm and tipped with marble
sized pink nipples and areolae that have little bumps until they are
fully aroused.  When aroused, Ann's areolae enlarge from about 2
inches across to over 3 inches, and they swell up like small pink
powder puffs supporting her erect nipples.  Like Barbara, Ann's
hips have become a bit fuller in her forties, but she still has a    
great ass and a very erotic figure.  She steps out of her panties and
displays a pubic bush that is thick and light brown.  She has never
trimmed her pubic beard, and her vulva are almost completely
concealed by it.  Although very conservative about sex for many
years, Ann has lately been more and more adventuresome, and I
love it!
            
Now that all three women and myself are naked, we move the
masseuse table over to the side of the studio so that we can set up
some exercise mats on the floor near the full length mirrors that
hang on the wall at the far end of the dimly lighted studio. 
Barbara spreads large bath towels over the mats, and we all look
at each other and grin foolishly -- waiting for someone to make
the first move.  Ann takes charge saying, "Let's reward our
hostess.  Tom, you should lay down next to Barbara, and Zinah
and I will get on either side of the two of you."
           
Barbara kneels in front of me and places a kiss on my still
swollen but only semi-erect penis.  Then she smiles up at me and
puts her hands on my hips pulling me down onto the mats with
her.  We stretch out full length on our sides facing each other, and
Barbara's erect nipples graze my chest and then are pressed into
me as we embrace.  "I don't know you this way, Barbara," I
whisper in her ear.  "Tell me what you like."  I caress her small    
breast with one hand and roll my palm against her nipple in a
circular movement.  Barbara presses her whole body against me
and says, "You're doing great, Tom.  Don't stop."  With that, she
lifts her top leg over my legs, and pulls my penis between her
legs.  We kiss deeply, chewing gently on each other's lips and
exploring with our tongues.
            
Zinah looks down at me and Barbara and giggles, "Hey, Tom,
your buns look pretty cute in the mirror."  I look over my shoulder
in the dim light and see my suntan line -- I silently promise myself
to sunbathe in the nude more often.  Zinah kneels behind me and
begins to rub my back and buttocks.  She stretches out on her side
and reaches between my legs to cup my ball sack, and I open my
legs a bit in order to give her more room.  Her fingers brush
against Barbara's fingers around the shaft of my rapidly swelling
cock.  
            
Zinah tells Barbara, "Put your arms around him, Barbara, and
I'll guide him into you."  Barbara releases my penis and entwines
her fingers in my hair as we continue our deep kiss.  "That's right,
Barbara, I've got his pretty cock now."  Zinah grasps my shaft
from behind resting her wrist and forearm up against my scrotum
and asshole.  She pushes the head of my cock toward Barbara's
vulva.
            
Ann is reclining behind Barbara and reaches down between
Barbara's already spread legs to finger her moist labia.  Licking
Barbara's juices from her fingers, Ann again presses them
between Barbara's outer lips looking for the tender spot.  Barbara
is moaning now and ready for me.  Ann has always loved to
masturbate herself, and she expertly finds Barbara's clitoris. 
"You're so wet, Barbara!  Does this feel good?"  Barbara's mouth
is mashed into mine, but she mumbles "Umh hmmh!" and nods
her head.   "Tom is coming into you now.  Is that OK?  Are you
ready?" Ann asks.  Barbara pulls her lips away from mine and
gasps, "Yes, please yes!  Put him in me now!  I want to feel him
inside me."
            
While Zinah thrusts my captured member forward with her
hand, Ann flares the lips of Barbara's vagina and funnels my cock
into Barbara's hot, wet opening.  I push one leg between Barbara's
spread thighs and thrust with my hips, and Barbara opens her legs
wider.  My prick slides between my wife's slick fingers, and she
drives about four inches of it into Barbara's vagina.  My tongue is
deep in Barbara's mouth as my penis probes her cunt.  Barbara   
whimpers, "Oh, God -- Yes!  Yes!!!  Go deeper!!  Put your cock
all the way into my pussy!!"  I thrust all the way home and feel
her hairy labia pressed against the base of my penis.  Zinah and
Ann are pressing our sex organs tightly together from behind.
           
Grabbing one of Barbara's fleshy buttocks with my hand for
leverage, I begin to thrust slowly in and out of Barbara's steamy
vagina.  I pull Barbara over on top of me and whisper to her, "I've
loved your touch all these months, Barbara.  I never dreamed that
you would give me this kind of massage."  Her body is agile over
me, and she mounts my penis effortlessly.  Barbara replies,   
"Tom, you're my favorite customer, but I never would have done
this if Ann hadn't suggested it.  This is Ann's present.  It's too
kinky and wild for me."
            
At about this time, I can feel  Ann resting her arms on my
thighs just behind Barbara's ass.  Ann is kneeling between my legs
and behind Barbara, and she grasps Barbara's hips and pushes her
face onto the base of Barbara's exposed vagina from behind.  Oral
sex has not been one of Ann's favorite things, but this is my
birthday party, and she is eager to please.  Plus, making love to a
woman has always been one of her secret fantasies.  Her nose is
in Barbara's rectum, and her lips and tongue caress my thrusting
cock and Barbara's pussy lips at the same time as I keep sliding in
and out.  
            
"Ann, I love you.  Thank you!" I murmur as I feel her rare and
exquisite oral caress on my penis shaft and balls.  Looking
sideways, I can see Ann in the mirror pressing her face under
Barbara's ass and into my steamy groin.  God!!!  The sight of Ann
giving both of us head is so erotic!!  
            
Meanwhile, Zinah is kneeling by my shoulders, and she grabs
Barbara's small breasts in both hands.  Barbara holds her upper
body upright with her arms so that Zinah is able to lightly pinch
and pull Barbara's nipples until they become rock-hard little
marbles of pleasure.  It's a convenient position for Zinah to squat
over my face, and she does it.  Her pubic hair is still wet and    
plastered along the outer lips of her vagina from her earlier
orgasm.  Her vagina gapes wide open above my face, and I lick
circles around her clit with the tip of my tongue.  My executive
assistant is a beautiful woman, and that beauty extends to her
entire vagina. 
            
Zinah's crotch is right over my face, and the view I have of
her vagina is terrific. I am not accustomed to seeing a cunt this
close up.  The folds of her outer and inner labia are open to my
gaze and lay out symmetrically like the petals of a rose.  Between
these inner lips is the opening to her vagina, and just above her
vagina is a very small coiled tangle of flesh that hides the tube   
through which Zinah's urine flows.  I can't smell urine on her now
- - only the musky odors of her vagina mixed with sex smells
from her first orgasm.  I inhale her smells as I continue to thrust
my penis into Barbara.  There is the ridge of flesh that holds her
clitoris.  I can see how the ridge slopes down gradually toward
her tummy, and much more steeply to the sides.  At the lower end
of the ridge, the end closest to me, the ridge ends in a kind of
cliff, interrupted by the smooth and shiny round pebble that is her
clitoris.  All of the other parts are flesh colored and flushed pink,
but her clitoris is pale, almost white.  I am awed at the perfection
of a woman's body seen close-up .... and I keep driving my penis
into Barbara's cunt.
            
With her hand, Ann is now cupping my swinging testicles and
gently massaging them.  On one extra long stroke, my prick pops
out of Barbara's cunt, and Ann catches me in her mouth and licks
and sucks Barbara's juices from the head of my penis.  After a
few seconds, Ann returns my prick to Barbara's waiting vagina,
pressing me back into Barbara with her lips and tongue.  As
Barbara continues her bareback ride on my throbbing penis, she    
begins to shorten her strokes and is moaning with each thrust. 
"Unngh ... unngh ... unngh ..." is coming from Barbara's clenched
teeth.  Still holding my ball sack,  Ann reaches her free hand
around my penis and slides her forefinger into Barbara and finds
her clitoris.  Barbara groans loudly, "Jeeez!
        
That feels so great!!  I'm coming apart!  Don't stop!"   
       
End of Part 2a----------------------------------------------------
          
REPOST BY TOM: BIRTHDAY MASSAGE, 2b of 3 

(m/fff, consensual)
  
by  Tom (laddie@anon.nymserver.com)

A MEMORABLE BIRTHDAY MASSAGE
Part 2b - Barbara's Back Door
  
Zinah inserts her middle finger into her own pussy, and her finger
duels with my tongue around and over her clit.  She is gasping
with pleasure and rocks her pelvis on my face.  "Go deep, Tom,
go deep!  It feels so good!"   I surprise her and thrust my tongue
into her asshole.  Zinah gasps at my anal invasion and her
sphincter clamps around my tongue.  She moans as she continues
to finger her clit and begins that characteristic pre-orgasmic
rocking rhythm with her pelvis.  Suddenly, Zinah shouts, "I'm
cumming!  Oh Gaawwwwdddd!  It feels sooo gooood!"  She
clenches her thighs around my face, and she shudders, and she
rides me throughout her second quaking orgasm.  "That was better
than the first," Zinah said as she rests her forehead against
Barbara's back as Barbara lays back down on me, presses her
breasts into mine, and rests her head on Zinah's thigh.
     
Barbara was close to her own orgasm before Zinah started hers. 
All during Zinah's convulsions, I keep thrusting my penis deeply
into Barbara, who is laying flat on top of me.  She is moaning
continuously, and her vaginal muscles are gripping me so tightly
now that I almost can't penetrate her.  Ann is still behind Barbara,
and she is licking our merged sex organs while fingering Barbara's
clit.  "I'm almost there!" Barbara gasps.  Then Ann probes   
Barbara's asshole gently with her tongue.  The touch of Ann's
tongue astonishes Barbara, and her body goes rigid.  Then her
whole body shivers, and her pelvis begins to rock convulsively
forward and backward as her orgasm completely consumes her. 
"Oh ... oh ... ooohhh!!  Jeezz!!  Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!  So sweet! 
So sweet!  Thank you!  Thank you!"  Barbara's voice dies into an
indistinct murmur.
     
After catching her breath, Barbara tells Ann how shocked she was
when Ann kissed her asshole.  Ann says, "I've never done it with
Tom.  I suck his penis sometimes, but the sight of the two of you
together inspired me."  Barbara confesses, "My ex-husband liked
to fool around down there, and I hated it because he was rough
and always hurt me.  I finally left him -- he was so rough.  You
were so gentle.  In my fantasies, I've secretly thought that I'd
like to try it a little bit with someone gentle.  Would you mind if I
used Tom?"  Ann repeated, "We've never had anal sex.  I've been
afraid of it although Tom has put the tip of his finger in my butt a
few times when I'm on top.  Ask Tom -- it's OK with me if he is
willing to try it.  I know that he'll be gentle."
     
Ann's nudity is beautiful in the dim light of the studio.  With the
help of the mirrors, I can see my wife's erotic and ample breasts
and her shapely buttocks at the same time. I am still pretty horny
having helped Zinah and Barbara have orgasms without cumming
myself.  My penis is completely erect, and pre-cum dribbles from
the tip.  The shaft skin is already sticky and chaffed and red from
thrusting into Barbara's pussy.  My first orgasm had given me
great staying power.  I say, "It's sounds exciting if you want to do
it, and I've got to shoot my semen somewhere real soon."
       
With my consent, Barbara shows Ann where to get some massage
oil.  Then Barbara gets on her hands and knees and presents her
ass to me.  Zinah is sitting cross-legged with her back against the
wall, and Barbara puts her head down in Zinah's lap so that her
puckered brown hole stares up at me.  Her rectum is an indented
triangle of flesh between her ass cheeks with a tightly closed
brown eye in the middle, and it is ringed with a narrow circle of
sandy colored pubic hair that trails down toward her vagina.  It is 
exciting seeing Barbara's hairy vulva from the rear squeezed
between her thighs.  Ann brings the plastic bottle of oil and pours
it liberally on Barbara's rectum.  Some dribbles down on her
vulva, and Ann rubs it in thoroughly.  Barbara sighs at the
attention she is getting.  
     
"It feels good," Barbara says.  "Now put some oil on Tom." 
Ann's hands are so familiar with my penis, that it seems very
natural for her to be lubricating me.  What is shocking is that she
is preparing me for anal intercourse in the first place -- and most
shocking of all -- anal intercourse with another woman!!  I look
into her eyes, and Ann smiles at me.  She gently kisses me on the
mouth and whispers to me, "Go for it, lover.  Barbara's a sweet
lady, and it's your birthday.  This will be something to
remember."
     
Gripping my oiled equipment, I direct the head of my cock at
Barbara's slick and glistening brown anus and rub the helmet up
and down and all around.  I have to bend my knees a little bit to
make up for the fact that Barbara's legs are spread wide apart.
This puts my hips low enough so that I can grab my hard cock
and guide it between her ass cheeks.  The circumcised head of my
cock is purple and gleaming as it rests against Barbara's asshole.    
The skin on the shaft is stretched tight over my huge erection, and
the slight downward curvature causes the tip to point straight into
Barbara's rectum.  
       
I can sense her anal opening now with the sensitive nerve bundle
on the underside of the head of my cock, and I start pressing the
tip downward with my thumb.  The purple, flared helmet slips into
Barbara's anus just past the ridge of the head. .  She grunts and
says, "Wait a minute.  Let me get used to you."  Her anal
sphincter grips me tightly twice and then relaxes and pushes out
toward me as if it is trying to suck me in.  The wrinkled, brown
sphincter skin smooths out , and then sort of wraps itself tightly
around the head of the invader, and it truly appears that my cock
is part of her ass. Only five or six inches of cock extend beyond
her soft ass cheeks.  I pull out slightly and press back in again. 
This time, almost four inches of my cock slip into Barbara's ass.
     
Barbara is straining to take my thrust.  "God, I feel filled up!" she
says.  "It's like a pressure from deep inside."  Zinah looks down at
Barbara's head resting in her lap and tries to soothe her by rubbing
her neck and shoulders.  Barbara sighs gratefully, "OK, Tom, it
feels better now.  Try to press all the way in."  I pinch the base of
my cock, making it a hard lance, and I lean into Barbara as she
pushes back at me.  Her sphincter ring now slides slowly down my
oiled shaft until my pinching fingers contact Barbara's anus.      
"Yyyeeee Goddssss!  I'm so full!  Tom, you feel so big!"  Barbara
pants, and her flanks feel suddenly sweaty.  There is a sheen of
perspiration on her back.  "Is that all?  Are you all the way in?"
     
This is a new sensation for me.  Barbara's asshole grips the base
of my penis like a human cock-ring, and the head of my cock is
rigid.  "Yeah, I'm all the way in.  My balls are up against your
pussy."  Ann is shocked and fascinated at this interchange, and she
reaches through my legs from behind to feel my balls and our
connection.  Barbara groans at the depth of my invasion and gasps,
"Now try to slide slowly in and out.  Fuck my asshole, Tom, but  
fuck me gently."    The inside of Barbara's back channel has a
different, mushier feeling than does her vagina.  The walls of the
colon don't have muscle tissue like the vagina, and most of the
sensation comes from thrusting in and out through her sphincter. 
       
The slippery oil coating helps me as I put my hands on her
buttocks, massage her anus with my thumbs and carefully move
my male flesh in and out of her rectum.  Barbara gasps, "It is
feeling good.  It's never been this good for me, Tom.  I feel so
full, but there's no pain.  Play with my clit.  I can't get off unless
you do that too."
    
Making love to a woman is Ann's fantasy, and while she reaches
under my ass and cups my balls with one hand, she uses her other
hand to reach across Barbara's thigh and under her belly to her
vagina.  She has no competition from my penis this time for
Barbara's vagina, and she quickly and expertly finds Barbara's clit
with her forefinger and middle finger and begins to trace circles
around this hard little fleshy marble.  Barbara's hips jerk with
pleasure, and I keep sliding my cock in and out of her butthole. 
Ann increases the pace of her clitoral caresses, and suddenly
Barbara emits a high pitched wail . . . . 
     
"Aaaiieeeee!  I'm going to cum."  She bucks convulsively once,
twice, three times - then a pause and two more jerks.  Her whole
body is sweating from the effort.  Zinah cradles Barbara's head in
her lap and smooths her hair back from her forehead.   
     
Ann croons to me, "It's time now for you, Tom.  You've been so
good to wait.  Come on, and let us have your creamy stuff.  Come
on, Tom."  I can feel my scrotum shrinking into a thick, wrinkled
texture and bringing my balls up tight against the base of my cock,
and I know that I'm close.  Ann says she can feel the pulses inside
my balls, as they pump out my long delayed load of semen. 
Barbara tries to help by maintaining her position and by weakly
pushing her ass against my thrusts, but I am over the edge and
flying high.   
     
The first jet of my cream sprays upwards into Barbara with such
force that she says she feels it deep inside.  I am hosing spurt after
spurt into Barbara's churning rear cavern, and her anus is loose,
almost flaccid, permitting total violation of her back channel.  "Oh,
Annie, I feel so good!" I say as I ejaculate into Barbara.  Ann
hooks her forefinger around the base of my penis before I'm done
shooting and pulls me out of Barbara's ass and catches the final
spurt and the last few dribbles in her hand.  Then, she massages
the head of my still swollen but softening prick with a mixture of
massage oil and semen and a little bit of Barbara's shit slime until
I am too tender to permit any more sensation.  
     
Zinah whispers, awestruck, "God!  I've never seen anything like
this."  Barbara still has her head nestled in Zinah's cross-legged
lap, and she turns her head to give Zinah's exposed vulva a quick
"Thank you!" lick, and then lays down on her side exhausted and
mutters "Mmmmm - Hmmmm!  Yeah!!!" through a big smile. 
"What a birthday!"  I mumble to no one in particular.
     
Ann quickly replies, "It's not over yet, Tom.  What about me?!!"
     
End of Part 2b--------------------------------------------------- 
     
REPOST BY TOM:  BIRTHDAY MASSAGE, 3a of 3 

(m/f/f/f, consensual) 
  
by  Tom (laddie@anon.nymserver.com)

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A MEMORABLE BIRTHDAY MASSAGE
Part 3a:  It's Ann's Turn - Last But Not Least
  
For those who didn't read parts one and two of this story, the
scene is the masseuse's studio where my wife has arranged a
birthday surprise for me on the occasion of my 50th birthday. 
Ann and I have been married for 28 years, and she is pretty
conservative when it comes to sex.  So, it was very much out of
character for her to arrange a special sexual massage for me by 
Barbara, my regular masseuse.  Barbara is a certified massage
therapist with a studio in a Fitness Club, and she is always the
consummate professional in her studio - which means no orgasm 
at the end of a massage, no sex, no contact with the genital area,
and clients are always draped with a sheet.  Ann suggested to her
that she should make an exception on this occasion, and Barbara
agreed.  In fact, Barbara used my penis to provide her with a deep
tissue massage of her vagina and anus, and she and I have just 
finished sharing her jolting, bucking, shuddering orgasm.
  
As if that were not enough, Ann also invited Zinah, my executive
assistant at the office, to participate with us.  I had never seen
Zinah's pert body naked before today, although I admit that I have
often fantasized about her in the 10 years that we have worked
together.  I think that one of the reasons that she attracts me is that
Zinah resembles the sexy description that SueNH gave of herself
on the news group, alt.sex.stories.  Incredibly, Zinah has already
shared two orgasms with me, and I am not ashamed to admit that 
a few fantasy images of SueNH popped up in my mind
unexpectedly as Zinah bent over me to suck and lick and pump me
to my first orgasm a few minutes earlier.  My second cum was in
Barbara's ass.
  
And finally, to top it all, my wife, Ann,  has joined the three of us
- making a foursome - and she is directing the action herself!  We
are all nude, lying together on exercise mats on the floor of
Barbara's studio.  The lights are dim, and the music is the kind of
soothing New Age CD instrumental stuff that massage therapists
like to play.   We have been together now for over an hour, and
the air in the studio is warm from our sexual exertions. As we rest 
to catch our breath, Barbara is gently wiping our faces and hands
and genitals with moist, warm cloths.  I nuzzle her breast as she
cleans my penis which is temporarily spent and lies along my
thigh, red and swollen but soft.  
  
Actually, I am still in a state of shock at having the three women
in my life with whom I am most intimate all participating so
willingly with me and with each other in this super-charged erotic
experience.  The musky scent of sex is pervasive in the room as I
gaze lovingly at the three disheveled, but still beautiful, women
lying beside me and on top of me.  
  
Barbara, Zinah and I turn our scrutiny to Ann, our leader. She has
been preoccupied with our pleasure, and we want to make her
body vibrate as much as our bodies have.  She has just asked us,
"Hey you guys, what about me?"  Ann puts her hand on the light
brown beard covering her pubic mound as she crawls toward my
penis and then sits back on her heels.  "My pussy is so wet from
watching the three of you that I can almost cum without a cock or
a finger.  But I want to feel you in me, Tom."
  
Zinah said, "Me too, Ann!"  I've had my boss's hands and tongue
in my vagina, but I still want the best part of him."
  
"Ann, let's start with an erotic massage," Barbara said, " and we
will go on from there.  You've never come to me for a massage,
and I would like to show you what you have been missing.  We
can all 'do you' here on the mats.  Instead of two hands, there will
be six hands and three mouths."         
  
Ann lays prone, with her hands at her side, and we gather around
her.  Barbara passes out generous dollops of lotion to each of us. 
I start by putting my knees on either side of Ann's head and
massaging her neck and shoulders.  Her curly blond hair is
between my thighs and tickles my groin, and she lifts her head a
couple of times to flick her tongue at my dangling penis.  Barbara, 
the massage expert among us, applies her skills to Ann's feet.
Zinah starts to put lotion all over Ann's lower back and buttocks.
  
As each pair of hands makes contact, Ann sighs and then moans. 
I'm beginning to experience the usual arousal as my fingers
explore Ann's familiar flesh.  As my fingertips probe her rib cage
under her arms and the sides of her large breasts pressed and
flattened against the mats, my cock swells slowly, rises, and then
bobs and bumps lightly against the back of Ann's head.  I know
that she can feel it because she reaches up and squeezes me
briefly.  "Hello, Little Man", she whispers, as if to an old friend. 
"Thanks for standing up to meet me."
  
Zinah's fingers deeply massage first one side of Ann's buttocks
and then the other.  Ann's butt muscles clench and then relax in
satisfaction.  She has a nice ass for a woman in late her 40's. 
Zinah's fingers begin to explore the crevice between her cheeks,
working ever downward but avoiding Ann's anus for a moment.  I
am a voyeur as Ann comes under Zinah's spell.  She is moaning
again, and her legs spread slightly to allow Zinah's inquisitive
fingers greater assess to her dark and hairy groin. Zinah plunges
farther down, and I can imagine the feeling of her hand cupping
Ann's pussy and just holding it there.  I imagine my own hand in
Ann's crotch.  I see Zinah's thumb now slide up and over that
puckered little rear opening.  Now, Zinah penetrates Ann's 
butthole with just the tip of her thumb.  The rest of her hand cups
Ann's cunt.  Ann gasps at the intimacy of the touch but does not
pull away.  Instead, she opens her legs even wider, inviting . . .
even begging for . . . more intimate penetration.
  
Zinah's fingertips are entwined on a sleek warm pelt that I know
so well.  Although, there is grey in the hair on Ann's head, there
is not one grey hair on her cunt.  Slowly, Zinah presses her middle
finger between Ann's meaty nether lips, twisting it gently from
side to side to open her.  Zinah's finger steals between Ann's labia
until the finger rests flat against her inner sex, the tip of the finger
in the entrance to her vagina and the hard bump of Ann's clit
nestling in the crook under the large knuckle.  Zinah is so good at
this!  I marvel!  She practices on herself, I think to myself.  Zinah
feels Ann's pulse in those secret, inner vaginal lips.  Inside, Ann is
all rich, loamy wetness, and outside she opens still wider until her
sex gapes and glistens at Barbara, who looks up from her work on
Ann's feet and lower legs.  Barbara exclaims, "God, honey, you
are really wet!  I think it is time for you to turn over." 
  
Taking a breath, Ann straightens one arm and pushes herself over
on her back.  Again I kneel over her head and bend down to kiss
her lips upside down.  It's a sexy position, and I nibble on her
lower lip and caress the top of her tongue with the top of mine -
something that's pretty hard to do if both persons are upright. 
You ought to try it.  

Ann's arms come up to embrace me, and I see the dark stubble of
hair in her armpits.  She must not have shaved when she showered
this morning.  I mumble, "You know I love your 'pits', darling",
and I bury my nose and mouth in one of them, licking the stubbly
private flesh.  I note the slight odor of nervous perspiration.  It has
a salty and acrid taste.  Ann must have been a little nervous about
today's arrangements.  I savor the taste of Ann.   
  
Then, I move to her chest and the nipples I know so well.  Ann's
left breast is a little smaller than the right, but 'blind justice' has
given her left nipple more sensation than the right.  Her left nipple
is already erect, and I rub lotion over her left breast as I suckle
her.  Ann is moaning almost continuously now, and she entwines
her fingers in my hair as I nurse at her chest.  Squeezing her
breast causes her left areola to swell up into a pink "second breast"
just under the nipple.  The sight of this swelling always excites me
because it tells me that Ann is very relaxed and warm and ready
for me to enter her.  I move to the right breast, and give it equal
treatment. 
  
As my penis bobs over her upturned face, Ann ensnares it with her
lips and tongue and sucks me deeply into her mouth.  She eagerly
takes in the dribbles of pre-cum that are appearing on the tip of
my circumcised prick.  Then, holding my dick up out of the way,
she sucks my dangling testicles into her hot mouth, one at a time. 
Ann is usually more passive in our lovemaking, and these caresses
tell me that she is very, very aroused.      
  
Now Zinah is burrowing her mouth into Ann's vulva and is using
her lips and tongue to massage the wet, pink flesh that Ann's
swollen labia expose.  Ann's vagina is now open to Zinah like the
puffy petals of an exquisite pink rose.  Ann opens her legs wide
for Zinah, and her hips buck involuntarily, and she moans as
Zinah nibbles around her clitoris.  Barbara holds one of Ann's feet
in her own groin and against her cunt, and she masturbates herself
with Ann's foot as she watches us pleasure her.
  
Zinah now slips her middle finger all the way into Ann's asshole,
and her palm presses against the base of Ann's vagina.  "Oh,
God!!" gasps Ann.  "I wasn't expecting that, but it feels pretty
good.  Don't stop.  Come on, Tom.  I'm ready.  Come into me."

End of Part 3a-------------------------------------------------

REPOST BY TOM:  BIRTHDAY MASSAGE, 3b of 3 

(m/f/f/f, consensual) 
     
by  Tom (laddie@anon.nymserver.com)
   
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A MEMORABLE BIRTHDAY MASSAGE
Part 3b - Ann's Orgasm
         
As I move between Ann's thighs, Zinah keeps her finger in Ann's 
butthole and rolls over to one side to give me room.  Zinah puts
her other hand on my ass while I moisten the tip of my prick in
Ann's sex.  As I thrust into Ann, Zinah thrusts her finger into my
ass.  "Holy shit!!  I shout, and I almost cum in that instant but
hold very still and try to think about my golf swing. 
     
Zinah uses the finger she has in each of our butts to control us,
and she presses our genitals together.  With my hand, I reach
down and spread Ann's outer lips open.  She is so wet and slick
that I sink into her to the hilt with little effort.  Then, I begin the
slow, long, deep strokes that Ann likes the best.   Ann uses her
vaginal muscles to grip me and then release . . . grip and then
release . . . grip and then release.  We quickly get into our familiar
rhythm, and she grips as I withdraw, seeming to never want to let
me escape.  Then she relaxes as I plunge deeply into her.  My
balls come to nestle in her ass crack at the bottom of each
downstroke, and I imagine that I can feel the mouth of her cervix
with the tip of my cock, although I don't know if such a thing is
even anatomically possible.  I am really going deep.  Ann grunts
now with each thrust, "Uuunngghh!  . . .  uuunngghh! . . .
uuunngghh!"  
     
Zinah whispers in my ear, and I slow down my thrusts and grab
Ann's hips.  "Come on, Honey, turn over.  Let's try something a
little different."  Ann is ready for anything, and with quick agility,
she rolls over and pushes her butt up at me.  Ann hisses, "Hurry,
Tom, fill me up again.  I feel empty."  Putting the head of my wet
and swollen cock in her gaping vagina  just under her anus, I sink
all the way into her in one juicy thrust.  I hold her hips with my
hands and stay deep inside her while Zinah gets on her back and
slides under Ann so that her upturned face and mouth is just under
our two "love engines", as Ann likes to call our sex organs when
aroused.  Zinah's trim, muscular frame is very athletic, and she
moves under us with great grace and speed.  I glance over at the
full length mirrors on the wall, and the sight of our bodies
engaging each other and blending together in our sexual dance
electrifies me.
     
As I begin again to thrust into Ann, Zinah licks and nibbles on
both my penis and Ann's clit . . . and then my balls.  With her
hands, she rubs Ann's swinging boobs and twists and pulls on her
nipples.  After one thrust, I pull back too far, and my cock slips
out of Ann's vagina.  Zinah gobbles my prick into her mouth and
licks and sucks me for several seconds before using her fingers to
insert me again into Ann.   
   
I enjoy Zinah's help so much that I pull out 'too far' once more
just so that she can kiss my cock again before rejoining me to
Ann.  Having Zinah's intimate assistance in our coupling is very
exciting for both Ann and me.  Ann's head is now between
Zinah's open thighs, and Ann's  mouth is melded to Zinah's sweet
vaginal lips and clit.  It is a beautiful fulfillment of Ann's fantasy
of making love to a woman.  I am so excited that I am about to
erupt. 
   
Zinah is looking up at my cock and balls and can see that I am
about ready to shoot.  "Don't do it yet, Tom.  Let me have a little
taste first."  And she rotates on her back so that her vagina is right
under Ann's, and they are breast to breast.  Ann lays down on
Zinah, and they give each other a wet kiss with lots of tongues and
lip chewing.  I slowly slip out of Ann, and the head of my cock
drops right down on Zinah's wet and open vagina.  Ann has
lubricated Zinah's cunt well, but she is still tighter than Ann, and
my first thrust goes in only a couple of inches pulling her labia
inward with the friction from the shaft of my cock.  Zinah's lower
mouth appears to be puckered around me, almost as if her pussy is
sucking on my penis.  Zinah pulls her outer lips apart with her
fingers, and I sink all the way into her.  
     
Zinah says, "Go ahead, Tom, and move in me slowly while I rub
my clit.  You feel so wonderful in me at last.  I'm already close. 
I've fantasized this moment for years.  ."  It feels strange because
I have my hands on Ann's buttocks, while my cock is in Zinah.  I
can't even see Zinah unless I look over at the wall mirrors.  Her
cunt feels much tighter and different than Ann's.  I thrust slowly
because I, too, am close to an orgasm.  Ann is helping Zinah
toward orgasm by passionately kissing her while I thrust deeply
into Zinah's slit.  Zinah starts to breathe loudly and move her hips,
and I can feel her fingers furiously strumming her clit.  Barbara
moves up behind me and supportively rubs Zinah's thighs.  Then,
Zinah sucks in her breath and utters kind of a surprised
"Oooohhhh!!"  Her hips buck under Ann several times, and her
orgasm overcomes her.  
   
"That was great, Tom," Zinah murmurs as she grasps the base of
my cock and holds me in her a moment longer.  "I want to 'do
you' again real soon if Ann will let me.  I feel so loved by all
three of you.  I've got tears and emotion over this experience with
all of you.  I'm touched . . . in more ways than one!"  She hugs
Ann and stays underneath us. 
     
Barbara comes up behind me and grasps my prick, which is so
hard that it feels like an iron bar in her hand.  Barbara fits me
carefully back into Ann's 'love engine" and says, "You feel very
close .... like you're right on the edge.  Is it coming soon?"  "I'm
OK for a few seconds, but not much more than that."  I gasp.  "I
can't hold off much longer!  How are you doing, Ann.  Are you
ready?"  "It feels so good to have you back inside me.  Oooohhh, 
Gggooddd, yyeeesssss!!!"  Ann grunts.  "Do my clit, Zinah, honey. 
I'm going to cum any second.  Do it harder now . . .!  Right
there!  Yyyeeessssss . . . Here it comes!!!  Ooohhhh!!!
Jjjeeeeeeeeezzzzzzz!!!"
     
Ann can have very long orgasms sometimes, and this is definitely
one of them.  She can recover very quickly after one of these long
orgasms and be ready to go again in a couple of minutes.  I envy
her lovemaking stamina.  When excited, Ann is insatiable.           
     
Ann's hips start to buck against me, and her cunt grips my cock
like a hot, fleshy fist.  Her whole body shudders against me . . .
once . . . twice . . . three times . . . four times . . .   "Keep
rubbing my clit, Zinah, it feels so good.  Please don't stop.  I'm
still cumming and cumming!!  It's sooooo gooooood!!     
Uuunnnngggghhhh!!!  Aaaaahhhggghhh!!!"  Just at that second,
Barbara slips her middle finger all the way into my anus.  My
scrotum skin thickens and tightens, and pulls my balls up under
my cock, and then my ejaculations practically explode into Ann's
cunt!  She feels me cumming and grips my penis hard.  Her own
spasms continue and even increase in tempo and intensity.  I pump
at least four squirts of semen into my lovely spouse and then many
more little dribbles while my whole body shivers and shakes.  I    
can barely stay upright on my knees behind Ann.  I bend over her
back and hub her.  After a few more seconds, the head of my cock
is so tender that I have to stop moving.  I have a fine layer of
perspiration all over me.  
     
Barbara rubs my sweaty back from shoulders to buttocks with a    
soothing motion, and Zinah is now licking and cleaning our still
joined sex organs.  My rapidly shrinking penis slowly slips out of
Ann's vagina with a plop, and it drops down into Zinah's mouth. 
She sucks it all in and licks it clean.  Ann lowers her head and
nuzzles Zinah's wet vagina as a token of thanks for her help.  I'm
still bent over Ann's back, and I grab her breasts in both hands
and hug her.  
     
Ann lifts her head from between Zinah's thighs and looks back
over her shoulder at me.  We kiss deeply for a moment, and then
she says with a twinkle in her eye, "I'm ready to go again as soon
as you are, hon."  We all laugh . . . or maybe the three of them
are laughing at me.  It would be a couple of hours before I was
"ready to go".
     
The Gold River Athletic Club is closed for the evening by now,
and the four of us grab towels and walk nude through the club to
the showers.  It is a thrill for us to walk  through a place that is
usually full of people with our bodies bare-assed and flopping
around.   We are fortunate that we don't run into the night
janitorial crew.  We shower together with lots of horseplay and
then take a quick dip in the spa.  Afterwards, we go out to eat and
plan what we were going to do for Barbara's birthday . . . .
   
          .  .  .  .  which is next month!!!
     
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