Going On a Run Was All I Needed Ch. 08

(This chapter was a bit of a challenge because it needed to have a good enough surprise - I hope you'll like it.

If you haven't read the previous chapters, I would recommend to start at the beginning. First awesome gay sex that evolves into bisexual fireworks - Enjoy and let me know what you think)

"One more surprise for my most amazing birthday?" I asked.

The five of us, naked, sweaty and stupidly giggling had settled on beach towels thrown over the leather cushions in the large limo that had waited for us.

I looked around and saw my beautiful friends, all smiles and clearly still under some glorious spell. We just left the most hedonistic sex party I have ever seen. To my left was my unbelievably sexy wife, her perky breasts swaying, and to my right, my incredibly handsome Luc. My teenage crush. He was leaning back exposing his oh-so delicious body.

Across from us, grinning from ear to ear at me was Pete, who definitely had a great new adventure tonight. He looked all manly with strong features, hairy chest and a nice bushy crotch. Of course he was manspreading. His large ballsack laid on the towel-covered bench and his not totally flaccid dick hanging down invitingly.

Next to him was his wicked wife, Kristina, equally spreading her legs giving all of us a splendid view of her glistening, opening folds.

"Hey Tom, thanks for grabbing our stuff and the towels...", Marcella grabbed the small duffle bag laying in front of us on the floor and rummaged through it. She pulled out a little pill-bottle, opened it and handed each of us a tiny pill saying: "put this under your tongue and let it melt. It's fast-acting Molly. Kristina and I tried it last week and LOVED them. We will have the smoothest roll starting in about 5 minutes."

"Fuck yes!" I put mine under my tongue and it dissolved immediately.

"Here, Tom, you get one too, our drive will be over before you feel anything." Marcella handed the driver behind us a pill. "Thanks again for getting all this, Tom."

Tom, too, popped it under his tongue and responded, "You are so welcome, sweetie. And I put these towels down... you know. Anyway, you all look like you had a lot of fun at Paul's. And happy birthday, Mark." The driver, looked back at us, smiling from ear to ear, trying to get a good look at our nakedness and continued, "Marcella, Kristina! Good to see you again. It looks like we pulled together a great party, right?"

I looked at my wife, then at Kristina, then to the driver half puzzled, half laughing, "Thanks Tom! I didn't know, you guys had already met," I raised an eyebrow at Marcella who quickly gave me a peck on my lips and said, "Tom is Paul's little brother. He is a special event organizer and Kristina and I had the pleasure to work with him last week, right Kristina?"

"Yeah Mark, Paul's little brother Tom is a gem. He knows exactly how to please a crowd." They both giggled and I could only imagine how. "Oh, and I don't think we can call him little...", and they giggled again.

Hmmm?

Looking at him I wondered, "But why didn't I meet you earlier?," looking over at Marcella I added, "Because, if Tom was the organizer, shouldn't he have been at the event?" I asked looking at Marcella.

"Well, you see, darling, Paul and Tom don't like to shag in the same room... you know being brothers and all. So, Tom did the organizing, all the preparations and such, and Paul - this time around -..."

"did the shagging, as we all witnessed," Pete quickly chimed in.

We all had to laugh at that. I turned to Tom and said, "I'm sorry, bud. That seems like an unfair trade."

"Oh, don't be sorry for him. He did plenty of shagging last week. I was told that our wives were eager to make it a fair trade." Pete had a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Holy shit! Honey, really?" I looked at my coy wife who bit her lower lip, slowly nodded and whispered in my ear. "Oh, sweetie, he is even bigger than his brother!"

Fuck! I definitely needed to get to know Tom. The thought of seeing Marcella getting pounded by this guy already had my dick rapidly growing. No need to feel jealous - this is who we are. It always made us crazy horny to hear each other's sex stories. And with Kristina mixed in - shit, better than any porn.

I looked over at Pete, "And, from the look of your growing dick, I guess, you were ok with that trade too?"

"Hell yes, I was driving up to your house, when I saw Tom leaning against the limo, pants down to his ankles, his huge cock being slobbered over by these two kneeling beauties." Pete said.

Luc, who was quietly listening till now, asked, "and what did you do?"

"Well, when the three of them looked over at me, I waived, backed up and got back to Paul's - letting them have their fun."

"Seriously? Why? Were you pissed?" Luc was puzzled.

"No, quite the opposite. For way too long society made me believe that monogamy was the gold standard. That two people can fulfill all their sexual needs, but, having and giving total sexual freedom is fucking hot - believe me, your boyfriend here converted me and we're having so much fun. It seems he has this persuasive power on people. Just talking about Kristina getting it on with someone else has me already getting hard."

"That's so hot!" Luc reacted. "So why didn't you stay and join them? I definitely would have."

Marcella, wrapping her fingers around my cock and commented, "Pete is a gentleman, Luc. He wanted to let Tom enjoy his two slutty girls alone. He might be a little bit of a cuck. And besides, he knows that Kristina and I LOVE to eat each other out when either of us is getting fucked. So he left us alone with Tom's big, fat cock."

"Fuck me! I'm getting sooo turned on by all of this," Luc was squirming and stretching, lifting his pelvis off the bench showing his beautiful, dripping cock for all to see.

"Kristina? Aren't these pills great? They are insanely horny-making! I'm sooo wet and look: Our boys are all hard as steal and..."

"Oh my god, yesss!" Kristina used her two fingers to split-open her pussy showing off her wetness and let Marcella's stretched-out toe wiggle on her clit.

"Hey Tom, are we almost home? I can't stand it much longer! We all need to see your big, fat cock!"

"I can't wait!" I practically yelled.

"We are just about there, boys and girls - you guys are making it almost impossible for me to drive." Tom said as he drove towards our house.

Luc, next to me - overcome by sheer lust - slit from the bench onto his knees, put his hands flat on Pete's hips and took him deep into his mouth.

So. fucking. hot

As he was slowly bobbing up and down, Pete grunted in pure joy.

"Honey, Luc has an amazing ass." Marcella was in awe when Luc propped up his backside making sure we got a good view of his pink hole.

Marcella totally felt my dick jump and god, was I leaking.

Suddenly, the car came to a swift stop sending Pete deep into Luc's throat and Kristina onto my wife's toes. They both yelped and Luc gurgled before he sat back up next to me. He turned to me and gave me a sloppy kiss with plenty of Pete's delicious flavors.

God, we were a horny bunch. Naked and absolutely not afraid!!!

The door opened, and Tom was standing outside looking sexy as hell in his tailored suit. There was a long Visible Penis Line. Jesus! Smiling, he offered Kristina, then Marcella, a hand to pull them out of the limo. They immediately pushed themselves all over our handsome driver. Of course he obliged and grabbed their sexy, naked buns pulling both of them super tight to his body. Marcella looked back at me with a wicked smile, kicking up her leg like she was on broadway.

"Let's go into house," I offered and the three of us boys got out as well - all sporting serious wood.

As we all hurriedly got inside, we all plopped down on our couches. The girls pulled Tom in front of us and made gestures as if they were presenting a celebrity. Tom's bulge was insane, and... my god, he was smiling like he owned the room.

"Birthday boy, you have the honors of unwrapping this present." Marcella grabbed Tom's crotch lewdly and beckoned me to join them.

As I stood up, Tom looked up and down my naked body and focused on my rigid cock and smiled mischievously at me. "Marcella, your husband is really hot."

It was strangely super exciting to be naked and hard in front of a fully clothed man and being offered to strip him.

I gently pulled the blazer off his broad shoulders, unbuttoned his crisp shirt and finally let it fall behind his back.

Damn, his torso was buff! He must have been in his early thirties, and spending plenty of time in the gym, because his entire upper body was beautifully sculptured. I mean like a professional athlete. Not bulky, just lusciously hard and devoid of anything extra. I could see and feel every muscle.

Fuck! He was so sexy.

While he stood there like a Roman statue, I glided my hands over his sides down to his washboard abs, where I turned my hands over so that the back of my fingers lightly grazed his smooth skin. Ever so slowly I let my fingers slide up towards his bulging pecks until I felt his hard, pencil sized nipples, letting them flick past every knuckle.

"Fuuuck", I heard him half moan, half exhale. I don't know how much time passed and what was happening around me because Tom was having an insane effect on me. I looked at him and closed the distance to give him a languid kiss on his full lips. They parted and for the first time I tasted his mouth.

But I wanted more!

I lowered myself looking up at him, and slid my hands once again over his torso. No hair, slightly glistening, smooth and taught.

Still looking up at his half-lidded eyes that oozed of pure lust, I undid his belt, opened his slacks a bit and let them fall to the ground.

Holy shit! He was wearing a very stretchy jockstrap that somehow was able to mostly cover his amazingly huge cock and balls.

I gasped. I heard other voices gasp somewhere nearby. There was a delicious wet spot right where the enormous head was. He was mostly hard, it was obvious and I put my lips on the soaked area and tasted his precum while feeling his clad-covered glans. It was delicious and wonderful.

I wanted more. Much more.

So I pulled that jockstrap down and over his cock, which sprang free and up, hitting my chin. He was totally smooth, no hair anywhere. Just a 9 plus inch, totally straight, fat shaft and a tennis ball sized ballsack pulled up tight. It was the most beautiful cock I have ever seen. I mean, there are a lot of beautiful cocks but this was way too good to waste on cheap porn. The little clear drop clinging to his tip was the cherry on top.

"Lick it!"

All of sudden I was pulled out of my revery by Marcella's presence next to me. A hand was taking mine from the other side and I saw Luc also kneeling next to me. We marveled at the sight. He guide my hands up and both of us encircled Tom shaft. The skin was velvety but right below, absolute steel.

"Lick it, babe!" Marcella said again. "He tastes amazing". The three of us, so close together on our knees, cheeks touching, were absolutely in a trance.

I opened my mouth, stuck my tongue out and leaned closer. With Luc's help, I pushed Tom's throbbing tip onto my tongue.

Oh my fucking god, did he taste amazing. Marcella joined our hands and squeezed while slowly milking more out. "Mmmm, that's so hot, love!"

I needed more!

I move my hands up his abs and took all of his glans in my mouth. My tongue swirled all around and Tom uttered, "fuuuuugh - oh mmm".

First Luc and Marcella jacked him so more juice filled my mouth but then they joined me with their mouths. On either side. Slurping, kissing, gliding. We all had room to explore; that's how big this cock was.

And then, suddenly, Marcella stopped, gently pushed Luc and I away and said to me, "Are you ready for your surprise? I think you're going to REALLY love it." She kissed me on my lips making sure to taste Tom on me. She was teasing me terribly and I was totally under her spell.

Kristina appeared out of nowhere and gently put a blindfold over my eyes. She whispered into my ears, "You are going to be our dirty little birthday boy tonight."

I had goosebumps and the Molly, which was now fully flooding all my senses, made me absolutely amenable.

Marcella took my hands, guided one onto Tom's shaft and the other onto Luc's. Now, blindfolded, holding two throbbing cocks, I couldn't wait for what was about to unfold.

"I think we should put these on him," Tom said and I felt something like leather wrap around my wrist.

"Here," Luc did the same on my other wrist.

"Let's go to the back porch," Marcella grabbed my right arm and I had to let go of Tom's and Luc's boners. Shame!

I felt people touch me and guide me through my house. Their touches were seductive and all over my electrified skin. Voices saying things like, "there", "over here", "step" etc. I heard our screen door open and felt the warm summer night air amplify the tingles on my skin, "we got you", "step down"....

Having never experimented with sensory deprivation I was oddly surprised how sexual it made me feel. Every touch, every sound, even the smells were amplified in a wonderful way.

"There's our slutty little birthday boy!" Pete's voice, which was absent til now, was inches from my face. I could discern smells. My blood filled glans brushed against his for a second sending sparks across my mdna-bathed pelvis.

I heard two metallic clicks and suddenly, my hands were pulled straight up, not hard, just so that I was standing with my arms over my head. I was so exposed and wonderfully vulnerable, surrounded by the most trusting friends. I felt sooo slutty, submissive and begging.

I smelled the most familiar smell of Marcella's presence, "Let's give this boy our love," she wrapped her arms around my torso melting her entire body into my front, her breasts squashed on my chest, my dick was sandwiched between our pubic bones and her face nestled on my neck. "I love you more than ever, Mark." One by one, Kristina, Pete, Luc and even Tom pressed their bodies against me, fondling me the most titillating way. They were undulating around me, mashing against me, against each other, smearing me with their excitement. It was the most erotic sensation. They all made sure to connect their sex with any part of me. We were rolling spectacularly. Their hands and tongues were everywhere.

Not being able to see or touch was almost frustrating but mostly incredibly hot.

"Sit, love", they guided me back a foot and slowly made me sit while easing my cuffed hands. Surprisingly my butt didn't land on a hard surface. It was some sort of wobbly leather pouch.

"Lean back, we got you", I let them lower my back and shoulders until I came to rest on more leather.

"Oh, fuck!" I exclaimed, "is this a sex swing?" I was both terrified and extremely aroused.

"I am so fucking hooornny!" I almost slurred.

As I laid back, they took my hands and clipped them on thick leather-encased poles on either side of me. It wasn't uncomfortable and I was easily able to grab onto the poles to have more control. My legs were lifted and placed on wide slings.

Holy. Fuck.

All this while not being able to see.

Warm oil was poured all over me - it smelled of coconut and vanilla. Hands smearing it everywhere but leaving my straining cock alone. A tiny river trickled down my fully exposed ass crack and over my hole.

I heard Kristina say, "look at him squirm - Mark, you look delicious." Her voice came from between my spread legs. "Let me taste that oil." A soft tongue touched my taint.

I moaned. The tongue continued up over my ballsack all the way up my shaft. "Oh, damn. So good! Pete, come try it."

He definitely won't!

But to my surprise I heard shuffling and another tongue started lapping on my scrotum (and fuck!). This one went down to my asshole. Pete's stubbles tickled my cheeks as he pushed in.

Picturing "hetero" Pete licking my hole was mind-blowing.

Then he was gone. Wow. Absolute ecstasy!

"What are you doing to me? I feel so sexy!" My heart was racing, my brain totally melting with sensations and the knowledge that I was surrounded by super horny friends.

"You're doing great, Love," Marcella was at my face licking my parted lips. She was breathing hard and oddly moving rhythmically over my face. Her hot, clammy check coded with sweat. "Aahhh, Mark, Tom isssooo deep in my c-cunt. H he feeahhhls am am amazing. Oh, god." Her face was nudging my head side to side and her one hand was planted firmly on my chest. I pictured her bent over while Tom was behind her pushing his huge cock in and out of her.

"Oh my fucking God, Marcella. I feel like I could cum just like that." My balls were boiling and my sack was pulled up super tight.

"I - l kno know h h - fuugh - you love whe when I - oh god..."

And then, what only could have been Luc's cock poked my right cheek towards my mouth. Over and over. Wet, so hard, with the smell and taste of sex. I heard him moan.

"EnhmhhMark, Luc - oh yeah - Lucsget getting f fucked by P P Peteaaaafffug." And then Marcella roared into some outer world orgasm. She cried. She roared. She trembled.

Even without any physical stimulation I was in a serious state of pre ejaculation. I never felt this way before. The pressure on the base of my cock was almost unbearable.

Luc's cock was now slapping and sliding over my gaping mouth. Every forward motion was accompanied by the sound of smacking skin. Although I wanted to see, it was really titillating to imagine Pete fucking my boyhood crush right over my face.

My right hand was pried from the metal pole I was gripping and pushed into a sloppy pussy. Kristina's groans were getting louder as she used my fingers to rub on her clit.

"Oh fuck, Mark, you should see my husband fuck your boyfriend. It's making me insane. Ahhh, yeah, right there... fuuuuck"

Luc took his cock and jacked it furiously right over my outstretched tongue and yelled in French. "Oh putin! Meeeerdeee", and started to spay my face with delicious cum. I lapped as much as I could while Marcella was next to me still half moaning half catching her breath. I'm sure she got some spunk on her too.

Luc's pelvis lurched onto my face and I knew Pete was pumping all his jizz deep into his ass.

All was way too much. They were clearly teasing and edging me. It was almost cruel.

"Fuck! This is so hot, boys!" Kristina's voice was so close.

Holy Fuck!

Marcella started to lick my face and kissed me deeply sharing what jizz she gathered.

"Honneeeyy, I need it so bad, please - I'm about to go insane." I couldn't stand it. I was a wreck.

Marcella and Kristina extracted themselves and Luc's cock disappeared.

"My Love, Luc and I, and Kristina and Pete will fondle, kiss and play with each other right next to you while you get to know Tom. Just think of all of us watching you come undone. But first, take a couple of sniffs of this."

At that very moment, I smelled the poppers at my nose and, as hopped-up as I already was, I inhaled like my life depended on it.

Immediately, I was flooded with an intense lust. I yelled out. The tingling on my skin multiplied. Flashes of visuals illuminated my still blindfolded eyes. My hardness extended both to my glans and to my perineum. I felt my muscles magically relax. My legs, which were still hanging high, were pulled higher still and further apart. I felt so fucking slutty. When I felt a tongue slide over my hole, I screamed, "Fuuuugh meee!"

The tonguing stopped and Tom's voice teased, "Oh, is that what you want?", he dove back in like a man obsessed. Jesus, was he good at it. I was desperate to touch myself. Marcella, knowing me all too well, said, "You can touch him everywhere but not his cock!"

I wanted to see. I wanted to use my hands but deprived of that, my other senses kicked into an even higher gear.

Fuck. Me.

While Tom was more or less fucking me with his mouth my friends started pinching and flicking my nipples - my Achilles heel.

"So much juice." Kristina said as I felt her push my cock away and lap up the huge puddle of pre-come.

"Tommmhh, I nee need you to fuughme!" I was pleading.

The tongue disappeared and Tom teased, "You want this..?", as he rubbed his mushroom head over my gapingspit-slick hole.

"Yessss pleasssah".

Slowly, I felt him push through the outer edge. My whole body swung backwards on the swing as he pressed against me. He was so thick but I needed more. With an iron grip on the poles I used my arms' strength and pushed myself forward. Every nerve in my ass went on fire. My prostate fired lights across my eyes as inch after glorious inch of this massive pole brushed it my most sensitive parts its way in. My forward motion and Tom's thrust finally stopped when I felt his pubic bone on my taint. I was fully impaled and pure joy came over me.

"Honnnyy. Ohfuck. Ssssooo good". My guttural screams echoed in the forest. Tom pulled out and I pulled back on the swing until just his glans were in.

"Oh fuuuck, Mark, after fucking your wife's tight pussy, I am not going to last long. Your ass feels fucking amazing."

And with that I pushed my swinging body forcefully toward Tom who immediately slammed into me. More moans, more expletives, and definitely more cock. Fuck! It felt soooo good. His girth, his length - all of him - penetrated me so deeply. We started this natural rhythm of both almost separating and slamming back together with loud noises and smacking sounds. I didn't care what my neighbors heard. I wanted everyone to know just how fucking good it felt.

My entire being zeroed in on the intensity. I knew this feeling will crescendo higher and higher.

"Oh. fuck. I'mab about to... arghhh... breeeead... yoursexxxy... oh fuck... aaasss". Every time we forcefully slammed together, Tom uttered another syllable. Tom's thrusts became erratic as I felt my inner core ignite. It didn't start in my cock. It was like my prostate triggered a tsunami of pleasure engulfing every nerve in my body. It was so powerful and relentless. I felt my shaft expand and spew a solid, high-pressure stream of cum in all directions. Like Tom turned on the faucet without holding the hose.

I had a full body, ecstasy fueled, not relenting orgasm. It kept on triggering wonderful spasms deep in my gut. I never felt so fucking overcome.

Somehow, this was even too much for Tom and he pushed into me deeper than ever and erupted into quick, powerful bursts filling my inside to the hilt. The added sensation of buckets of cream far up my ass gave me a couple of added fuck-flashes that squeezed the last bit out of me.

My body was buzzing, occasionally sending electric jolts from my ass to Tom's amazing cock. For a long time, we stayed almost still. Him holding my ankles and me squeezing his slowly deflating dick with my ass so it stayed lodged deep in me. I didn't want to let go. We were breathing as heavy as a sprinter finishing a race.

We needed this stillness to process and savor this monumental experience.

Strangely though, I was still rock hard and didn't feel the normal post-orgasmic lull. Quite the opposite, actually. I was still so so horny. I mean, really horny.

I needed even more.

A tongue stared licking my pecks. "Mmmmm, fuck, you taste amazing. Holy Fuck, Mark. This was by far the best thing I've ever seen. " Marcella took my cock in her hand and purred, "you are still so hard."

"Fuck yes! And sooo horny! Is this how you feel when you just came?"

"Wow! You just had a female orgasm!"

...

My blindfold was quickly removed and for the first time in about an hour, I could see. And I saw my awesome wife looking at me with the sexiest eyes. I looked around and saw my five naked cohorts looking at me in awe. Their skin glistening. Their faces flushed.

My eyes were wide open and scanning every inch of every person. It was like I needed to catch up. All eyes were on me and my splayed out body hanging in that swing for everybody to see. I felt so slutty, so wonderfully submissive. I so loved the feeling of being absolutely exposed. And I was gleefully on display... with a big dick in my ass.

I looked at Marcella. Her lips were full, her cheeks pink and sweaty, her eyes beaming with joy and strands of hair stuck to her forehead. "Oh my god", I simply said and smiled.

The corners of her mouth curled up while she bit seductively her lower lip and turned her head to watch herself palm my rigid shaft. I jerked a little from her touch but watched her as her hand went down and over my sack until she was able to encircle Tom's cock with her thumb and index finger. She used the oozing cum to massage my stretched-out sphincter while squeezing Tom. I arched my back to show everyone just how fucking awesome I felt.

"Fuuuck, I like this so much." Marcella's biggest kink has always been to watch her husband getting fucked by a bull.

Finally, Tom was inching out of me saying, "Marcella, you were so right about Mark. I never had a guy make me cum sooo hard. Wow!"

"Same!" I responded and Marcella chuckled.

Tom undid the leg straps and gently lowered them to the ground.

Once my friends removed my handcuffs and pulled me up to a sitting position and, right there, it dawned on me just how fucking insane the last hour was.

As euphoric being blindfolded and tied up was, having regained two of my most important senses was even better. Once again I was able to use sight and touch to connect with these incredible people all around me.

Marcella, still looking at me, took my right hand, pulled me up and mouthed "happy birthday, love".

"Yeah, baby, happy birthday," Kristina leaned into me, gave me a peck on my cheek and took the opportunity to rub her fingers over my hole. "Yum! Isn't Tom's dick fantastic?"

I took my newly-freed arms and embraced both girls fiercely. I was glowing like an angel when I felt their soft bodies - tits, bellies and pussies - press hard to either of my sides... I melted away.

We made out. The three of us sucking each other's lips and tongues. Lapping. Tasting. And breathing faster the longer it lasted.

I felt their hands all over me and especially on my ass, balls and shaft. The Molly was still lifting us to wonderful heights.

The boys joined in. More bodies. More hands.

I half-turned to find Luc's face with a smiling open mouth closing in on me. God, did I love this boy. This beautiful, sexy man. My boyfriend. Pete was right, Luc was my boyfriend. He too, pushed his body into mine. His hardness poking deliciously between Marcella's and my hip. Marcella turned and made out with Tom.

I'm certain his giant tool was teasingly pressing at her butt cheeks. And Pete. He was all over his wife. It was a maddening heap of horny bodies squirming and sliding against each other.

And then, in one sultry motion, Kristina slithered down to her knees in front of me so that Pete was bumping hips with me.

With hungry eyes she stared at three beautiful, very erect cocks. So slutty. So horny. "Marcella, come down here and let's feast on those delicious cocks." As soon as she said that, she swallowed my entire length while jacking Pete and Luc off.

"Fuck yes!" Marcella said excitedly, dropped down next to her, turned and used both hands to take Tom's canon into her mouth. Us four horny boys formed a circle around those slobbering girls and started tongue-lashing one another. Even Pete, the "heterosexual" was fully into our snogging. It was just way too hot to watch our wives practically worship our hard cocks without giving into our own desires.

I used my left hand to knead Pete's ass check making sure my fingers graze over his puckered hole. That elicited quite the moans from both of us. Meanwhile, Kristina alternated between squeezing, pulling, licking and full-on sucking the three of us. Her hollow cheeks proof that she really loved cock.

More moans.

I watched Marcella pull Tom down onto his butt, straddle him and kiss him passionately saying things like, "I loved how you fucked my husband... mmmm... your cock is so amazing... aaahh... I want you inside of me again", all the while grinding down on his pelvis doing the sexiest, slowest belly dance.

Fuck, I love this girl.

She looked over her shoulder at me with wide open eyes making sure I watched her reaching down to guide Tom's glistening cock into her. She wanted to show me. Even more dramatic, she let herself fall backwards giving me the most amazing view of her upper body, her glorious chest and taut belly, her immaculately shaved pubic mount and the Roman gladiator currently pushing his hip into her.

She was ooooing and aaaawing but still had the flexibility to reach under Kristina's butt to touch her dripping snatch.

Oh, and Kristina, while taking Pete deep into her throat, fucking loved it. She had agency. Of course she wanted more of her husband's cock in her throat (and we saw her swallowing motion clearly), reached between his thighs and forcefully jammed more of my two fingers into him. He was being fucked and his wincing, high pitched moans just told me how much he enjoyed it. "Oh, fuck. More Mark!"

So I did.

While frotting both our cocks, Luc whispered to me, "I think he wants your cock," went behind me, reached for that magic popper, handed it over to me and nudged me behind Pete. I removed my fingers from Pete who didn't want to let go, opened the bottle, held it in front of his nose and said into his ear, "take a deep breath, Petie. You're about to take my cock. Push back if you're ready."

And holy fuck, was he ready. "Aaahh, yessssss, I'm readyyyy"he opened his stance, leaned forward and deliciously pushed his hole onto my glans. "Honeyyyy, Maaaarkhhh..." I pushed my glistening cock in a slow but steady motion into him and stayed put. Fuck! That felt amazing. So tight. So warm.

"Oh my... that... fuck meee... thaaat fffeeeels sooo fuggn goood." Pete was a mess and Kristina, needing to see it all, somehow laid down between our feet, starred up and furiously rubbed her absolutely drenched cunt.

The view she had must have been driving her wild.

"Oh my god, Petie, get on all fours and eat my snatch. I want to suck you while you get fucked."

Without loosing connection, Pete and I gingerly knelt down. Him falling forward, ass high with his face already slobbering on his wife. And me, having planted my hands firmly on his shoulder blades ready to really take his anal virginity.

"Yeah, Marky, fuck my slutty husband. I waited years for that. Ahh... ooh god, keep sucking my clit... yesss!"

I slowly pulled back only to feel Luc behind me plunging his shaft into MY ass. Less gentle. Almost rough. Just the way I like it. All of Tom's cum in my ass was a perfect lube. Luc's motion send me back deep into an incoherent Pete. He pushed back hard at same time. My pelvis was being pounded from both sides. Over and over again, I felt both my ass and my cock being fucked hard. Like ravenous animals. I was delirious knowing I was about to bread Pete with all I had left. My cock, which, until now, wasn't the main focus, came to life.

But Pete was first to scream profanities for all to hear. Surely helped by Kristina's mouth, he started his orgasmic contractions. His ass clenched and unclenched with enormous force. My cock, massaged deep in his ass, erupted into a fountain of jizz. It was totally bewildering that I could cum again that quick. And Luc, likewise, pistoned forcefully deep in my love canal with a roaring scream. Fuck! I so loved the splashing. He was so vocal, but I didn't understand a word.

All three of us slowed our luscious fuck-train but our bodies jerked intermittently with every delicious aftershock.

...

Pete's sexual universe just expanded in the most amazing way. "I can't believe I waited that long," he said between his heavy breathing. He must have been curious for some time and having watched what Tom did to me on that swing pushed him over. He was driven by sheer lust and just went for it. He needed to feel what a cock in his ass would do to him... and he fucking loved it.

I felt a sense of pride.

...

For a few moments I forgot about Marcella, but now, like I needed to tell her what just happened, I looked for her. She was just barely 4 feet away laying next to Tom, both on their backs and on their elbows - her leg over his - both looking groggily at us. Smiling. Their bodies clearly showing plenty of evidence that they just fucked. Shining skin, flushed faces. Their crotches coded with all sorts of delicious fluids. I smiled back. Marcella and I had this wonderful moment where it seemed we looked into each other's souls. Approvingly. Appreciatively. Lovingly.

...

Once we all disentangled ourselves from yet another mind-altering orgy, we settled ourselves lazily on our porch. Pete close to Kristina on the loveseat, Marcella on the couch between Luc and Tom, and me on the floor leaning into them.

I looked around and saw my incredibly beautiful friends smiling at me, at each other. Without words, we let each other know just how happy we were to have seen each of us unravel in most spectacular ways and give into pleasures we never thought were possible.

While we all quietly enjoyed each other's soft touches and warmth, it was evident, that each of us were in a very happy place.

Pete's eyes found mine. We smiled more and shook our heads ever so slightly. Like we couldn't believe what just went down. I started chuckling first, then he kind of joined in, and we started laughing out loud.

"What is it, love?" Marcella knew too well that I sometimes laugh after sex.

With a crackly voice but still kind of laughing, I answered, "I fear our neighbors will never look at me again." Luc, then Marcella, started laughing too.

"That was wild!" Luc said. "I don't think I had that much sex in my entire life. It feels like an eternity ago when I arrived at Pete's house. So much happened and I feel like I haven't had enough time to fully appreciate how amazing it is to have you, Mark, back in my life."

"I know, Luc, I feel the same way. I want to tell you so many things and hear all about you." I looked at my beautiful boyhood friend and gently caressed his leg.

"We will, sweetheart, for sure."

Marcella lightly padded my shoulder. "Maybe we should call it a night. We will have plenty of time together once we wake up.

"Why don't you two go upstairs - your bag is in our bedroom - oh, and you're obviously sleeping with us on our big, comfy bed." Marcella sweetly offered.

"Sweetie, I think I'm ready to snuggle up with you in bed too. Kristina said to Pete. "Oh, and what about Tom?" She asked, "do you want to stay over as well?"

"You definitely should, Tom?" Pete agreed. "I think we're all pretty ready for a cosy bed."

"I probably should crash at my brother's," Tom said, "and besides, aren't we all going to his place tomorrow for the after-party anyway?"

"Oh, that's right. But you are more than welcome to stay, we have plenty of space and would love to have you. And Kristina will definitely find a place, where you can fit in." Marcella quipped. "And anyway, the limo is already here, so, once we feel ready to head back over, we have our handsome driver right here."

Luc got up and offered his hands to pull me up. It wasn't lost on me that he had done that dozens of times on the pitch when we were playing soccer. I went to each person and embraced them, kissed their cheeks and thanked them for everything they had done for me.

Kristina wished me a happy birthday one more time, and giggled, "I think we might all have to hop in the shower quick..."

I held Luc's hand, he reached out and grabbed Marcella's and the three of us walked upstairs bidding everyone a good night.

After a quick rinse where we helped each other soap up and dry up, we fell into the bed naked, snuggled up and almost instantly fell asleep.