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Santa’s helperMy husband Mark and I had finally reached thepoint of financial security we had been working so hardto achieve. We had been married a little over fiveyears and we were elated because our offer had beenapproved on the house of our dreams. We were scheduledto move in a few weeks after the New Year.When Mark and I got married we sat down andtalked long and hard about what goals we wanted for ourfuture together. We had both come from middle-classfamilies and decided that we wanted a more comfortablelifestyle for us – and for our future c***dren. I wasworking at a large insurance corporation and was pull-ing in a near six figure income. Mark had just madepartner at a very prestigious law firm. Even though we were making great money wewere eating at home, going out only once or twice amonth and were living very frugally. We had rented avery little apartment and were commuting to work bytrain to save gas money and wear on the car. It wasquite a sacrifice but we were convinced it would beworth it in the end.After working, saving and not spending any-thing on ourselves for five years we weren’t accustomedto spending much money on ourselves or on each other.Christmases and birthdays mainly consisted of home-madecakes, home-made gifts and quiet evenings snuggledclose together. After much discussion that year wedecided to stick with our little ritual that Christmasas well and not get anything extravagant for eachother.Our other plans included my quitting work tostay home and focus on starting a family. Both ourmothers had worked through most of our c***dhood andwe didn’t want any kind of day care/latch key situationfor our c***dren. I had already given notice to my jobeffective December 31st and we were going to take a 2week vacation and then get started in on making a baby.Our wild, carefree, c***dless days would soonbe behind us and days, months and years of parenthoodand moments of stolen embraces would be ahead. I want-ed these last few months we had left alone to bespecial. Something that Mark and I could look back onand remember when the stress and business of c***d-rearing began to overwhelm us.I found out from Mark’s best friend that hewas planning an intimate yet elegant dinner for myChristmas present that year. For a guy Mark was quitethe whiz in the kitchen. He could whip up a gourmetmeal in minutes. I realized that this would be theperfect opportunity for me to spring my “present” onMark. The mood would be set, the dinner prepared andI would be bringing desert. Nothing expensive orextravagant yet something I knew Mark would enjoy. I began making plans for our special giftexchange. I decided to give Mark what most men secret-ly want for Christmas. A chance to see his wife havingsex with another beautiful woman AND a chance to bewith two women at once.My friend Brenda and I were talking aboutwhat we would be doing for the holidays and gifts wewere getting. She and her boyfriend Rick had justbroken up and she said she would be alone for theholidays.”Not like I have such a sexy husband to comehome to like you do.” She had said. That got me thinking. I gathered up my cour-age and asked her to help me plan his holiday present.She was a little surprised at first but after I toldher why I thought it would be so perfect for Mark – andespecially at this point in our lives – she quicklyagreed. “After all,” she said. “Mark is a very sexyguy, if you don’t mind me saying so.” I didn’t mind.In fact that’s what made me realize that Brenda wouldbe the perfect one to help me with my plans.A few weeks later Brenda and I went out shop-ping. Not Christmas shopping – well, not exactly. Wewent to a little cubby hole of an adult store on theother side of town. We kind of snuck in and were gig-gling like teenagers that were somewhere that they knewthey shouldn’t be. We finally calmed down and startedlooking around. The shop owner cast us an odd look,shook his head and went back to counting his inventory.I picked out a vibrator, a dildo and somelingerie for myself. Brenda found an adult video shesaid she’d been searching for a few months and grabbeda strap-on dildo, edible gels and some lingerie itemstoo. We giggled again when we saw each others’ choicesand sort of wondered whether we were crazy or not.During our giggle fit Brenda had found a Santa hat andsome aphrodisiac scented mistletoe and added it to herpurchases. We laughed even harder. Again the shopowner looked at us like we were insane and rang up ourpurchases, dropping them into inconspicuous littlebrown bags. On the drive home we stopped at a neighbor-hood bar and had a few drinks while we discussed ourplans for Mark’s surprise evening. By this point wehad stopped giggling and were getting a little moreserious. Brenda asked if I was sure this was what Iwanted to do and I nodded that I was. Then she said something that totally flooredme. She said that she’d thought about the possibilityof such an evening before, and blushed wildly. Iblushed deeply, touched her hand gently and thanked heragain for what she was doing for us. I told her that Ididn’t know how I would repay her. She told me not toworry, that she was as excited güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri about this as I was.We laughed a little, but those c***dish giggles weregone for good.We were both beginning to look forward toChristmas like a couple of c***dren. The excitementwas beginning to build.Finally the day arrived. Mark went to thegrocery store to pick up ingredients for my surprisedinner – he still didn’t know that I knew! I calledBrenda and she came over as fast as she could. We wentinto the bedroom and began to get ready. When we heardMark’s key in the door Brenda hid in the closet to waitfor my signal.I couldn’t stop smiling all through dinner.Mark kept looking at me curiously. He said I lookedlike the cat who swallowed the canary. I admitted thatI felt like a c***d who was trying desperately to keepa Christmas secret but was about to blurt it all outjust hours before the gifts would be given. He laugheda little and told me that he loved me at that momentmore than he ever had in his life. I told him that Iloved him too.We exchanged kisses over the remains of ourmeal and things began to heat up. Fortunately I remembered Brenda – still hid-ing in our closet – and told Mark to take a seat on thecouch so I could bring him his present. He looked alittle surprised because, as I said before, our giftsto each other weren’t usually something you have to goget. I told him to relax and trotted off to our bed-room to finish getting ready.I pulled Brenda out of the closet. We smilednervously at each other. Neither one of us had everdone anything like this before. We were excited,anxious and a little overwhelmed at what was about tohappen. We exchanged hugs for confidence and goodluck.Brenda reminded me to just relax and letthings happen naturally. I wasn’t entirely convincedthat there was anything “natural” about what was aboutto happen but kept that thought to myself. I adjustedthe little Santa had she had perched upon her headwhile I thought about what we were about to do.I wanted to create a memory for my husbandthat he would never forget. I wanted him to be ableto look back on this evening one day when I was allbloated and nine months pregnant. I wanted him toremember the gift I gave to him. I hollered out to Mark and asked if he wasready. His voice cracked a little – perhaps in appre-hension – and he said that he was. Brenda and I tookdeep breaths, threw our little Santa bags full of sextoys over our shoulders and opened the bedroom door. The look on Mark’s face was priceless. Iwished I had remembered to have a camera handy tocapture that look. His jaw dropped, his eyes nearlypopped open and I swear I could see his cock hardenthrough his jeans. I smiled and knew I had chosen theright “gift” this year.”What’s this all about?” he asked, sub-consciously licking his lips. I could tell he wasreally turned on but seemed a little wary about whatI meant for this to be. Perhaps he thought he wasmisunderstanding what Brenda and I meant to do forhim. I
decided to reassure him.”My gift to you, sweetheart, is an eveningto remember. Brenda and I are prepared to perform foryou – whatever your heart desires.” I paused becausehe still looked confused. “What I mean is…we willdo whatever you want tonight. No reservations. Under-stand?”He looked at me and was speechless. I sawit register in his head what he was about to be given.He giggled a little nervously – much as Brenda and Ihad giggled while planning the events – but soonrecovered and said he understood. He said that he wasjust surprised and uncertain.Brenda stepped forward and began to empty hersack of goodies. She set them all out on the coffeetable in front of Mark and told him what they all werefor – in case he wasn’t sure. I saw his eyes light upwhen she brought out the gels and the strap on and knewwhat we’d be using first. I began to unload my sacktoo and Mark looked utterly shocked.We had never used such appliances and toysbefore. I think he was amazed that I had bought them.”You choose what to use Mark,” Brenda toldhim. “Michelle and I are willing to do whatever youwish. If you want to just watch – that’s fine. Ifyou want to get in on the action or orchestrate thewhole thing – that’s fine too. Where should we start?”That shocked look was back on his face but hesat forward and looked over the toys before him. Hecouldn’t seem to choose. Finally he chose a littletube of strawberry flavored gel. Then he smiled themost wicked little grin – like nothing I’d ever seenon his face before.”I want you two to squirt a little gel oneach others’ pussies and then…then lick it all off.I want to watch you eat each other out.” He saidboldly. Then he looked a little unsure and asked,”That’s okay isn’t it?”Brenda and I laughed, a little nervouslystill, and said that it was. Mark opened up the sofabed and I spread out a satin blanket over top of it.He took a seat on the Lazy-Boy across the room to geta better view. We pulled off the g-stings we had onbut left on the stockings, garters and lingerie.Brenda opened up the gel and squirt a little onto herhand. She tossed me the tube and I took some as well.We exchanged nervous perabet glances but laid downon the mattress and smeared the gel onto each other.The gel was icy cold yet felt good on mypussy. I have to admit I was already getting hot anda little wet just at the thought of trying somethinglike this. I looked over at Mark and he was justgrinning from ear to ear. That gave me a little moreconfidence to just let go and calm down. We positionedourselves into a 69 position with Brenda on top andbegan licking the gel off.It certainly was strawberry and it tastedreally good. The first thing I noticed was that Brendawas actually a “real blonde”. Then I was surprised atthe soft textures of Brenda’s pussy under my tongue.It felt like licking the petals of a silken rose. Iwas surprised when I felt her clit harden under mytongue. I had heard that it happened when women werearoused but since this was the first pussy I had seenup close and personal, I really didn’t know for sureuntil that moment. It felt sort of like a tiny erectcock. I nearly giggled at this thought but knew thatit would spoil the moment. Meanwhile I was shocked at how turned on Iwas by what Brenda was doing to me! It was as if she’ddone it dozens of times before – but I knew she hadn’t.Neither one of us had ever done anything this uncon-ventional before. But it seemed as if she knew everylittle fold and crevice and instinctively knew where Iliked to be licked the best. Feeling her broad, swifttongue working it’s way up and down me was driving mewild. And when she finally found my clit and suckedon it gently, I thought I would lose my mind.I saw Mark get up from his chair out of thecorner of my eye. He was grabbing something off of thecoffee table. He came over and handed me one of thedildos we had purchased. He handed Brenda the strap onone. Then he went back to his seat. I wasn’t quite sure how to start using thislittle gadget – I’d never even seen one before that dayin the book store. I guess I was quite the shelteredlittle housewife. Before I could try though Brendastrapped hers on and began fucking me with hers. Sheslid that rubber cock in and out of me so expertly.It almost felt as if Mark were gently fucking me. Thenshe stroked fast and slow, then hard and soft. Istarted to instinctively put my legs together to comebut stopped myself just short. I reached down and inserted my dildo intoBrenda’s pussy and heard her moan. She paused in whatshe was doing for a moment to savor the feeling. Shesat up a little and arched her back, putting a littlemore pressure on the dildo to let me know that sheliked it harder and deeper. I began fucking her harderand then surprised myself by reaching up to suckle hernipples at the same time.This was really wild!I looked over at Mark and saw that he hadslipped off his jeans and underwear – I was amazed thatI hadn’t noticed before that moment – and was strokinghimself while he watched us. That excited me even moreand I could feel my pussy get wetter and hotter. He sawme look at him and looked back at me lustily. His eyesseemed to glaze over just a little and his face wasflushed with excitement.”I love watching you suck her tits.” He saidto me. “Does she taste good? Do you like it?” All I could do was moan in agreement and fuckBrenda harder to show that I was enjoying it. For somereason I seemed to have lost all power to speak. Brendaapparently hadn’t lost that ability because she was nownearly screaming for me to fuck her harder. I obliged.Soon I could feel her muscles tightening andheard her moan in orgasm. Brenda pushed my hand and the dildo away butcontinued to fuck me once again. She started rubbingmy clit while she did and I began moaning and thrashingabout on the bed. It felt amazing. Mark got up fromhis chair and came over to suck on my nipples. I knewI would come at any moment – what with Brenda fuckingand licking me and my own husband licking and kissingmy breasts.It was almost too much stimulation! In secondsmy orgasm was pounding away inside me and I called ourMark’s in my pleasure. I opened my eyes and looked up.He was just smiling at me. I sat up and Brenda and I looked at eachother in amazement. Did that really just happen? Itwould totally change our friendship forever. Somehowwe both just knew that. We looked over at Mark – whowas still hard as a rock – and decided to give him someattention.We pulled him down onto the mattress andBrenda began sucking his cock and licking his balls.I kissed him deeply on the lips and our mouths openedand he seemed to enjoy tasting Brenda’s pussy on mytongue. He sucked greedily on it before breaking offthe kiss.”Sit on my face honey,” he said. “I want toeat you while Brenda sucks me.” He was getting boldernow. I was glad that he was relaxing and letting go alittle more.Of course I obliged. Soon I was perched atophis face and was quivering with delight as I was eatenout for the second time that evening. I noticed thedifference in the way my husband was licking me asopposed to Brenda’s softer style. He penetrated mewith his tongue and sucked roughly at my clit. Bothwere amazing sensations – just very different. Mark was perabet giriş just about ready to come when hetold Brenda to stop going down on him. He got up andbegan to orchestrate our places and roles. He hadBrenda lie down on the bed and had me climb on top herin a 69 fashion. We started licking each other eagerlywithout even being told.”Damn,” said Mark. “I could come just watch-ing the two of you eat each other’s pussies. My dickis so hard I think it’s going to explode.” Brenda andI finally did giggle a little at that comment – itsounded so much like a line from one of those oversexedteens movies – but continued on with our “work”.Suddenly I felt Mark mount me from behind.He began fucking me while Brenda continued to go downon me. Oh my Lord it was heavenly! I could have diedright then and been a happy woman for eternity. Thefeeling of a soft, swift tongue on t
he folds of my mostsensitive places combined with the pumping and thrust-ing of my husband’s engorged cock was something Iwanted to last forever. Mark reached over and grabbed the tube ofgel. He began rubbing it all over my ass and my ass-hole. For some reason just the sensation of that cool,gel on my ass turned me on and I began to buck wildly,fucking his cock harder and harder.I sucked on Brenda’s clit and began to fingerfuck her at the same time. I wanted to come again andagain and again…and never ever stop fucking and get-ting fucked. Mark inched a finger inside my asshole -something we’d never done before either – and gentlypushed it in and out. I was surprised at how eroticthat sensation felt! Perhaps it was just another oneof those taboo things, I don’t know. All I know isthat it turned me on and I began pushing myself againstthat finger harder and harder. That was all the encouragement he needed.Mark pulled his cock from my pussy and I moaned inprotest. He rubbed my back and told me to calm down.Then I could feel him teasing my asshole with the tipof his dick. That little teasing heightened my sen-sitivity tenfold. Brenda began imitating the fingerfucking I was doing to her, entering me with at leastthree fingers – maybe four. I moaned in ecstasy andbegan pumping against the thrusting of her hand. Finally Mark entered me. First he only puthis cock in just a little bit, trying to get my virginasshole used to the new feeling. I was amazed at hiscontrol and compassion even at such a height ofarousal. I was quite a lucky woman to have such aconsiderate husband. He inched his way in little by little untilhe was all the way inside me. I reached over a littleand grabbed a vibrating dildo that we hadn’t used yetand began rubbing Brenda’s clit with it yet stillfinger fucking her in perfect harmony to the thrustsMark was making into my asshole. I switched on thevibrator and Brenda started moaning loudly. For abrief moment I wondered if the neighbors could hearanything, but then quickly lost any care over thatpossibility. Mark came in a loud, nearly screaming orgasm.I could feel the heat of him spurting inside me. Brendabegan licking it off both my pussy and Mark’s balls.It was a totally new turn on. I knew I was close tocoming and pulled away from Mark as soon as I knew hewas done. Brenda was ready to come again too. She turnedaround and got on top of me. She still had the strapon attached and mock “tit fucked” me with it. Mark satup on the bed next to us to watch. Somehow his cockwas still rock hard. Mark reached over and began topinch and lick my nipples alternately. Brenda reachedaround with one hand and stuck the vibrating dildo intomy pussy. The combination of sensations once againbrought me to orgasms. I felt more totally satisfiedthat I had in a long time. Mark decided he owed Brenda an orgasm too. Hetook the vibrator away from me and began to fuck herwith it hard yet gentle. The slow ministrations quick-ly brought her to her own coming which was explosiveand sensuous to watch. I never realized how beautifulwomen look when they come. I hoped Mark thought Ilooked that good when I came.We fell on the bed together in a tangle ofappendages. Mark smoothed my hair back against myscalp and kissed me sweetly on the ear lobe. Then heleaned over and kissed Brenda sweetly on the cheek -as if we were all still just good friends and we hadn’tjust been fucking each other all night. As if nothinghad changed.”I want to thank you two for a most memorableChristmas gift.” Mark said. “I just don’t know how Icould ever repay you for what you did. This was trulyan extravagant gift.” Brenda and I looked at each other and kind ofgrinned.”Oh, you could always make it up to us onNew Year’s Eve.” I said. We all laughed and then allagreed that we would get together one last time tobring in the New Year. We all knew that our liveswould all be changing soon after that and realizedthat it would probably be our last opportunity to betogether. We all got up, dressed and finished off themeal that Mark had prepared in what seemed like a life-time before. We watched the Christmas parade ontelevision together and then walked Brenda out to hercar. We all exchanged kisses goodnight and wished eachother a happy holiday.We never did get back together again afterthat New Year’s Eve. Brenda married a nice guy whoworks with Mark about a year after that and I gavebirth to a healthy baby boy just a few weeks aftertheir wedding. We never told Brenda’s husband – oranyone else – about the evenings we had shared.

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