The best birthday, prt 7 (end) [MFFF] [swing] [drugs] [anal] [nc?]

Mary didn’t stay long and so then there were four. Me, Monica, Jessica and Angela.

Jessica was something ridiculous like 6’2. Swedish with long blonde hair, blue eyes and the body of a former semi-pro soccer player and still highly competitive long distance runner. She had breasts, they weren’t huge but they were there.

Angela was her girlfriend. She was pretty tall herself, but no one looks tall next to Jessica, even with her ‘fro. She was of mixed race with fairly dark skin, striking features, and lovely curves. D cup tits and a flat stomach.

They were rolling and they’d started to do body shots. Previously everyone had been dressed quite casually in t-shirts and jumpers, skirts and trousers, but many of these had now come off to reveal bikinis underneath.

For my first shot I had to lick Monica’s neck, put salt on it, lick it off, drink a shot from the hollow of her clavicle, then fish the lime out of her mouth with my tongue and bite on it.

For my second shot Jessica lay down on the table and I had to lick her inner thigh, put salt on it, lick it off, drink the shot from out of her belly button, then fish the lime out from the band of her bikini bottoms and bite on it.

For my third shot I had to lick Angela’s upper breast, lick the salt off that, then kiss her as she spat the shot into me, then fish the lime out from deep within her bikini top with my tongue and bite it. By the end my head was swimming.

“Let’s take this party upstairs birthday boy”, said Angela.

“I’ve had kind of a big day”, I said weakly, “I’m not sure I’ve got much left”.

“We thought of that”, said Jessica. “Take this and no bullshit excuses”. She handed me what was quite clearly a Viagra.

The last remaining items of clothing came off on our way up the stairs and the girls threw me on to the bed, one of them blowing me while the other motorboated me, until they switched. This was ok by me, and I was too tired and drunk for much else, but they clearly had other plans.

“You need a bump”, said Jessica. “Do coke off our tits”.

I don’t really like myself when I’m on coke but I clearly had duties to perform and I needed the energy. Besides two absolute goddesses were lying down on my bed and placing a small bump of coke on each of four perfectly hard nipples. It would have been rude not to.

Here’s the thing though. Viagra makes you hard. Like ridiculously hard. Like I’ve maybe got 7 inches normally but with Viagra I’ve got 8 and it throbs and it can cut diamonds. Now alcohol and having come eight times already in the day makes it so you can’t come. And coke gives you energy and makes you a bit of a dick. So I was not exactly a gentle and considerate lover.

I fucked them deep and fast and hard. Mostly I had their heels around my shoulders as I plunged in as deep as I could hammering on their cervices like a bailiff at the door. I can’t say I payed much attention to their pleasure, but there were enough helping hands going to the right places within the room that everyone got their rocks off fairly regularly.

To begin with they’d double team me, allowing me to fuck one while my mouth and hands explored the other. But after a while they took me one at a time, while the other went down on or fingerbanged Monica. I was pleased about this. To me Monica is the most beautiful woman in the world, but I know she sometimes feels insecure next to such statuesque women as these, and so it would do her self esteem good to have them worship her body.

After what seemed like hours Monica and I met in the middle of the room, kissed deeply and sunk into the bed together, ending up doing some good old fashioned missionary. Angela and Jessica each lay down either side of Monica and allowed my fingers to caress and then penetrate them. Their own hands each found one of the others’ clits and I was treated to the glorious sight of all three of them coming in unison as I penetrated all three: three arched backs, six nipples pointed skywards, six pert breasts quivering, three voices groaning. I didn’t come but overwhelmed and exhausted I did collapse on top of them and we all fell into a post coital hug.

A short while after, having slightly recovered, Monica shocked me.

“I gave the birthday boy my arse this morning” she said. “Now I think one of you should, who’s up for it?”

“Angela is!” yelped Jessica, and made a grab for her. “Nooooooo”, shrieked Angela sounding almost serious (although surely they had a safeword?) and they wrestled in what looked like earnest. It was very one sided though, and soon Angela was presented to me, arse in the air, head buried into a pillow, Jessica’s impossibly long limbs wrapped around her body in what looked like a well practised wrestling hold.

I couldn’t believe my luck. I hadn’t sodomised anyone but Monica in over a decade, and now she was letting me have this. If it had been physically possible for me to get any harder I would have.

“No need for lube, I’m stronger than she is!” called out Jessica.

Funny, that was the second joke of that nature today. Maybe girls secretly love it dry? That was something I was going to explore further in future but for now there definitely was need for lube. My dick was basically a steel spear at this point and I didn’t want this wonderful night to end in the ER.

I did go at her like a jackhammer though: hard, fast and deep; Angela screaming into the pillow and shaking in Jessica’s firm grip.

After a while I slackened off momentarily and so too must Jessica because suddenly Angela was free. “It’s Jessica’s turn, c’mon Monica if you help we can take her down”, she yelled.

Jessica’s eyes registered something that looked like genuine alarm, but then narrowed and her competitive nature prepared her for the conflict to come. Two on one was actually still pretty evenly matched, and the wrestle went back and forth for some minutes, but ultimately Jessica was outnumbered, and she found herself pinned on her front, her arms twisted behind her back and held firmly in place by a triumphant Monica, each of them twisted around one of her legs to hold her down.

“Destroy her”, Angela commanded me. “Show her no mercy”. Jessica turned around to say something but before she could get a word out Angela had clamped her hand over her mouth and muffled the sound.

And so I buggered Jessica with all my coked up pissed up Viagra fuelled might, going as hard and as fast and as deep as I was physically capable, all the time urged on by Angela’s exhortations and even the occasional piece of encouragement from Monica. All the time Jessica was screaming into Angela’s hand and fighting like a wild beast, but between the three of us we kept her pinned.

Then suddenly Monica let Jessica go and leapt up to meet me with a strong passionate kiss. Sensing a change in mood Angela also let go, grabbed my hand and guided it first over her breast and then down to her sex. My other hand found Monica’s groin and I started to gently pleasure them both, Monica still urgently kissing me. Finally free Jessica let out her scream of “pleeeeeasssee”, but the violence she was begging be stopped had subsided, and I was just slowly and rhythmically pumping in and out of her. All four of our breaths seemed to regulate at the same urgent and rasping tempo and an odd stillness descended. Then Monica let out a sharp cry of ecstasy and it seemed to set off a chain reaction, Angela and Jessica both letting out moans immediately afterwards. That finally did for me and I came long and hard, somewhere in the middle of Jessica, and collapsed exhausted into the pile of sweaty limbs and kisses below me.

We fell asleep in that ecstatic pile, waking up with hangovers and comedowns and reminiscences. The next morning slept late and rose slowly, with much snuggling and caressing. I was gently joshed for what a selfish lover the coke had made me, and made plans to take each of them out on a proper date night to show them I still knew how to treat a woman right.

So yeah, pretty decent birthday.

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