Birthday Sex

Birthday Sex

Her birthday was coming up and I had no ideas. Thirtieth is supposed to be a big deal, but I didn't have a clue. I was lamenting my lack of imagination to a friend and he said, "Give her the best sex she's ever had."

"I thought I'd done that already," I joked.

"You have to be creative," he said. "Do some roleplaying, find out what she's always wanted to do, research it. Talk to her girlfriends. Ask leading questions. Listen to her.

"Give her a whole day of kinky sex. I don't know, but you have to do some digging," he said.

After some thought, I decided to give her a day of sexual liberty: a hall pass where she could chose from a list of options, to pick any or all of sexual activities with no conditions or limitations, no rules to follow. I knew how much she liked sex, and I figured she would revel in the opportunity to let herself go and enjoy some sexual freedoms for a day of sensual pleasures that normally she didn't allow herself.

Like Randy suggested, I was creative and picked things I thought she might secretly desire. It was a guess, but I figured there was a bi element there somewhere, a yen for a little sexual liberation she might just enjoy, if only for one day of sexual amnesty.

What if she wanted to continue the sexual freedoms I gave her for her birthday? Well, that would be my gift to her I guess. I couldn't actually put a limit on her freedoms, so that would be her choice. If she wanted to fuck other people for the rest of our married life, so be it.

"Have you known I have the desire to suck other cocks, or eat pussy, or have other men's erections in me?" she asked after opening the card.

"I haven't known, but I thought it was possible," I said. "I thought you might, and if you did I wanted to give you that right. It is your pussy. You should be able to use it as you like," I said, knowing the truth of it as I spoke the words.

We stood looking at one another, trying to come up with something else. "Well, I don't know what to say," she finally said.

"Just say, 'Okay. Or thank you. Or that's what I'd like.' Or fuck you. But you don't have to say anything," I said. "Happy Birthday, sweetheart."

She kissed me and put her arms around my neck. "That's why I love you," she said.

"And it's because I love you that I am giving you this sexual independence," I said. "There are no conditions, no limitations, no demands from me, just a hope that you'll love me back."

"I hope there is no doubt about that," she said. She kissed me again and smiled.

"This will be a very memorable birthday," she said.

"It's this Sunday," I said. I had given her a list to pick from. "You can take one, two, or all of them," I said.

She looked at the list and smiled. "My bi side calls for attention," she said smiling. "I am surprised you knew about it."

"I didn't," I said. "It was just a guess. Carly suggested I try that."

"She's so smart," my wife said. "I think she has a little bi side herself. She makes my panties wet," she said smiling again. "I think that would be my first choice. Do you have someone lined up for that?"

"I do, yes," I said, "and I think she'll make more than your panties wet."

"I can't wait," my wife said.

I called the woman I had lined up, whose name I got from Claire's friend Carly, and asked her to come over on that Sunday afternoon. She was to arrive at five, and at four forty-nine a car parked in front of the house.

The woman driving was, indeed, stunning. Everything about her I said sex: the way she walked, the skintight dress she wore, and the fuck-me look on her face. She simply had sex oozing out of her pores. Her neck was long and slender; her breasts were medium, but perfectly formed; and her legs stretched out of her extremely short dress, long and slender and sexy.

She strolled to our door and knocked. I answered it and invited her in. "I am here to see Claire," she said with lust in her voice.

She spotted Claire and went right over to her.

"Hello, darling, this your first time with a lady?" she asked. Claire nodded. "I'll see that you remember it," she said with a smile.

"I am Cathrine," she purred. She went right to Claire and kissed her. It was a smoldering, hot kiss of lovers, not just friend. As she kissed her, she began removing my wife's clothing, taking off her top, her bra, and then her skirt.

She made a big show of removing her panties, and my wife just stood and let her undress her. When her breasts were bared,

Catherine licked each nipple with a long, flat swipe of her tongue, going slowly and sensuously, tasting each nub and grinning.

"You taste marvelous," she said. After she finished licking each nipple, Catherine led Claire to the couch, put down a towel I handed her, and sat my wife on the sofa. Then she bent down and spread her legs with her forearms.

When Claire was sitting on the couch, splayed and pink and eager, Catherine bent down to her knees and put her tongue at the bottom of my wife's slit and licked in one smooth motion from the lower portion to the top, stopping at her clitoris.

Claire sighed as the other woman's tongue swiped across her sensitive clit and then she took in a big breath and held it, covering her bottom lip with her top teeth. She sat on the couch with her legs wide and her head back on the rest behind her. Her body quivered and tensed, she closed her fists, and stiffened, her legs straighten out then bent at the knees, folding up tight next to Catherine's head, bare feet out to the side.

I could hear the deep, throaty groan rumbling from deep in her as her first bi lover ate her pussy, pushing an extended tongue deep in her vagina. As she sucked and kissed and licked my wife's sexual petals she groaned and squealed her delightfully.

My wife came hard, squeezing her eyes shut, then she relaxed and collapsed on the back of the divan, her body limp and sexually fulfilled, exhausted. It may have been her first bi experience, but I could clearly see it would not be her last.

She looked over at me and smiled. "Thank you," she expressed silently, mouthing the words, throwing me a kiss when she'd finished.

I put my hand over my heart and kissed the air in her direction. She looked lovely, sitting against the back of the couch, her legs open, her hands limp at her sides, her body covering the sofa like a blanket. She looked happy. She looked fulfilled. She had never told me about her bi inclinations, but then again I'd never asked her anything about her sexual fantasies or desires or past. It was just assumed that she only felt the way women were supposed to feel about sexuality.

You love your husband, you have kids, you love being a mother, you do wifely things, and you don't spend much time thinking about your own libido. That's the life we expect a married woman to lead, but in reality every woman has sexual desires she keeps usually to herself and only occasionally do they get addressed.

When Randy suggested I give her a sexual birthday present, I actually for the first time thought of things she may like to do, desires she might have, and sexual interests she might actually have not revealed.

I never thought she could look at another woman sexually, never thought she might have an interest in a threesome, or going through the Kama Sutra to look for interesting positions. It embarrasses me now to realize how insensitive I had been regarding her sexuality.

I never even thought to ask her if she masturbated or fantasized about other men or women. I do, so why not her? We have good sex, but I just figured that was enough. I am attracted to other women, so she must be attracted to other men as well. I haven't acted on it, but honestly if I had the chance, I just don't know. Of course it's unfair not to apply the same standards to each of us.

I know she was sexually active before we got together, but I never asked her about those years. I figured it was personal and private, and not my business, but I see now that it can be important for me to understand her. She doesn't know or ask about me, but I think she probably, like me, thinks it's none of her business.

When she and Catherine were finished, they both slept for two hours, and I busied myself around the house and just let them sleep. When she left, Catherine left quietly. She had some time alone with Claire, and they talked, then she left silently out the backdoor.

When Claire came into the kitchen, she came up and kissed me. It was a thank-you kiss, and I hugged her back. "Happy Birthday, sweetheart," I said. "What's next on the list?"

"I've never been in a threesome before," she said. "Two guys and me, or another lady, me, and a guy. That might be fun," she said smiling, "like an adventure."

I made arrangements for a threesome, asking before if she wanted a mixed one or a strictly heterosexual group. "Surprise me," she said. "You pick."

I decided to ask Randy what he'd do. "Flip a coin," he said. "Serendipity. Let chance decide."

That sounded like a good idea, and I got a coin, flipped it, and called it in the air. Heads it would be mixed, tails a hetero threesome. I flipped and caught, turned my hand over and opened my fist. Heads. Should I asked Catherine? I picked the coin again and flipped it. Heads it would be Catherine. Tails a new lover for my wife.

When I turned my fist over and opened my hand, the coin read "tails". A new pussy for my wife to eat, how exciting. Now all I had to do was find the subjects for her next birthday present. I went online and googled 'sex workers.' There were many people listed in our area, most with profiles and photos. I wrote down some choices, but then decided to ask Randy if he knew of any satisfactory parties in our area.

He gave me three names that he knew personally and recommended. It was one woman and two men. The woman, he said, specialized in bi encounters, but did threesomes as well. Either of the men he thought would work well for Claire, since they were not only well endowed and handsome, he also thought they were decent guys.

I contacted the woman and flipped a coin for the guys. I ended up calling Linda and Barry, and giving them a date and describing what I wanted. I texted them a picture of Claire and our address, then got excited about this new part of her birthday gift. They both said they would be there by six on Saturday, and I told her that her second present would be arriving that night. She knew the basics of what she'd asked for, but not the details. She expected a threesome, like she'd asked for, but did not know it involve both genders.

I couldn't wait to see the expression on her face when she realized her gift involved a beautiful woman. Now that she had experienced a bi encounter, she leaned heavily in that direction, relishing the feel of another woman at her tongue. She still liked the feel of a man inside her, but she said only a woman really knows how to eat pussy.

She had loved her first birthday gift with Catherine, and I hoped she'd like this one as much. Since I had given her the first part of her birthday favors, I had found out a great deal about the wife I'd married. Not only did I not know she had sexual fantasies about other people, which should not have been surprising, but I had no idea some of those fantasies involved other women. That I had married a bi woman, I was totally unaware.

When I handed her the card that explained the second gift, her face brightened as she read what the gift entailed. She looked up at me and smiled broadly, clearly thrilled she'd be in a threesome with a man and woman.

"When will they be here?" she asked.

"At six," I said.

We sat in the living room waiting for six o'clock to arrive. Claire was nervous and extremely excited, I could see both, since she'd never been in a threesome before and the birthday gifts had opened up a whole new world for her. It had revealed the actual person inside her, the sexual woman trying to get out.

I was happy to help her find herself. Being married didn't mean you had to be someone that wasn't you. I realized I loved the person she was, even if it was a sexual person who enjoyed having sex with other people.

Another thing she discovered about herself was that she really enjoyed being naked. Having clothes on feels confining to her and she can't wait to get out of them. It is something I never knew about her, but finding it out has been a bonus since seeing her naked is so enjoyable.

As we waited for her threesome partners to arrive, I asked her if she was happy to be able to express herself sexually now. She looked at me and smiled.

"You have given me something I would never have expected," she said. "Most husbands wouldn't consent to that," she added. "I do love you."

"And I hope you know how much I love you," I said, "unconditionally. Whatever you do sexually is your business, and I just ask that you love me as I love you."

"When they come, will you stay in the room with us?" she asked.

"I will do whatever it is you'd prefer," I said. "I would love to watch, but it is whatever you feel comfortable with that's most important," I said. "If you want privacy, then that is what you'll get," I said. "It is up to you."

She stood and came over to me, then she bent down and took my face in her hands and kissed me. It was a thank you kiss, warm and long and full of feeling. "Not many husbands would do what you have done," she said.

When we heard the first car drive up, I looked out the window to see a woman in a corvette pull to the curb across the street in front of the house facing us. She wore a short dress, one the came just below her panty line. When she turned to get out of her car, her dress pulled up high enough to get a good view of her panties, which were pink.

She crossed the street in a stroll that once again said sex, and I was sure the neighbors watched her come towards our house. I wondered what was on their minds as they watched her.

Almost at the same time time another car pulled up on our side and parked. A man got out and looked at a card in his hand, up at our address, then followed the woman to our door.

As they walked up our walkway towards our front door she reached her hand out and he took it, and they walked the rest of the way holding hands.

I opened the door before they even knocked. She said, "We are here to make your wife's dreams come true. Is Claire here?"

I simply stepped back and ushered them in.

"This is Claire," I said, motioning towards my wife sitting on the couch. As if they had rehearsed it, which they may have, they approached her, motioned for her to stand, then together they began removing her clothes.

The woman, Linda, unbuttoned her blouse, slipped it off her shoulders, and Barry pulled her skirt off and slid her panties over her bottom and down her legs. When her bra was off, Linda began sucking her nipples, biting gently on the tiny orbs.

Barry knelt before her and started kissing her clitoris, running his tongue up and down her slit. She opened her legs for him and he moved in and took her pussy lips in his mouth and began sucking as she stood before them and they played with her body.

My wife was in heaven as the two of them pleasured her as a tandem, kissing and licking and sucking, petting and massaging and probing. Eventually they led her to our bed and placed her between them. She cooed and moaned, sighed and purred, and eventually she came in a rush, tensing her body and tightening her fists.

Barry placed her on her back, crawled between her spread thighs, pushing himself slowly into her; and Linda knelt over Claire's chin and placed her pussy over my wife's mouth. Eagerly, my love began kissing and licking the other woman's sex. Linda bounced over my wife's face, keeping contact with Claire's tongue, and tilting her head back as my spouse ate her pussy.

The scene was one I had dreamed of, thought about, and fantasized over, and I savored the sight of my wife in her first threesome of her life. Barry was fucking her from between her legs as Linda was kneeling over her and riding her face.

I had intended to give her a birthday she would never forget, and by all appearances I succeeded wonderfully. As I watched her receive the second part of her birthday gift, I smiled at the scene before me. It had to be one of the sexiest experiences I had ever had, even counting all the porn I had watched.

I stumbled on this birthday concept accidentally, but my friend had given me the idea and pushed me in the right direction. There have been many birthdays since that very first episode, and it has become a cherished tradition for us. Some have only involved the two of us, but most--like the first--have included other people. I know it is not for everyone, but it has worked for us. Sometimes you just need to get creative to demonstrate how much you love someone.