My girlfriend and I surprise my husband for a naughty birthday treat…(MFF, Mdom, Anal, Cumslut)

When I told my husband that part of his birthday present was that Juli and I didn’t want him to masturbate for two days, you might have thought I was telling him Santa was a pedophile, or that a bus full of orphans had careened into a maternity ward. I wanted to make the day more special. Juli and I had put a lot of thought into it.

Two days before his birthday, I dropped the kids off at my parents home. I informed them we would be cleaning from top to bottom and spraying for ants that had been plaguing us since the summer storms. This part was true. What I didn’t tell was that we’d be doing quite a bit more than that.

I looked over to Juli. She was adorable, and by adorable, I mean scalding hot. We had a list of tasks for the day that we really did need to accomplish. Chris had been given a slightly different list.

“**What?**” a thrilled voice screamed from upstairs. It was seven-thirty in the morning on a Saturday. I knew I could accomplish all I needed to before he got up. “**Vi! Where are you, babe?**”

“Downstairs!” I yelled. Juli tried to look deadly serious as she placed traps near the corners of the living room.

Chris’s footsteps thumped to the top of the stairs and then he peeked down at us.

“Oh—” he looked like he might cry. “Oh, my God! Holy—oh, my God!”

“Something wrong, babe?” I smirked, running a finger along my frilly skirt.

Juli and I had coordinated. We both had French maid outfits already. It was a pretty common request. Mine was sexy. I wore it with a black push-up that made my already large tits look like something out of a filthy cartoon. Juli’s maid outfit was from a lingerie store. It was hardly to be called an outfit, really. The skirt was microscopic. It covered about half of her ass. The panties were crotchless. The cutouts were wide and revealed her delightful form in wide swaths.

The only thing that truly identified it as a French maid’s uniform was the black center stripe with white lace; that, and the small hats we both wore.

“Happy birthday, Chris,” she smiled. “Did you get our note?”

He rotated a tiny pinkish paper to face us in his left hand. From a distance, it looked like a classy wedding invitation. Make no mistake, it was an invitation, but definitely not to a wedding.

“Can you—read it for us?” I smirked, biting a nail.

He looked down at the paper, then back up to me. He wanted to test it.

“No. You come read it.”

I bit my lip and wrinkled my nose at him. I set down my Pledge spray.

“Right away, sir!”

Black patent leather heels were a crucial fixture of any real, dedicated, French maid outfit. They clicked against our tiles as I ran across the living room and jogged up the stairs on the double. I held out a palm. Chris started to giggle. I was sure he was going to have a very enjoyable day. He handed me the scented invitation.

“*Dear, Sir,*” I began, “*We are happy to hear that it is your birthday. As such, a full breakfast has been prepared and awaits you downstairs. In addition to this treat, we, your faithful servants, Juli and Vi, are at your full and complete disposal today. We will obey any command, no matter how lewd or inappropriate, until midnight tonight. We offer express consent for any disgusting desire you may have from either of us. You may use us separately or together. We will continue our duties throughout the day, unless instructed otherwise by you. May you have the happiest and most satisfying of celebrations. We adore you.*”

I paused and looked up into his eyes.

“*Sincerely,*
*Your slaves*”

“Then, beneath that, we both signed our names,” I finished.

“Do you like it?” Juli smiled widely.

His eyes were darting between us. It was like, he didn’t know where to begin.

“I want the both of you to bend over the dining room table and drop your panties around your ankles.”

Or, maybe he did…

His voice was so serious. It was like—he was dipping his toe into the waters. My heart was racing. I’d never said a straight *no* to Chris about anything he wanted, but offering free reign was scary—and exciting. What if he fucked Juli all day long? Was I okay with that? It hardly seemed likely, but maybe he had a cuck fantasy and I was the target. God, I hoped not. I wanted to come almost as badly as he did.

As I pulled my thong down, I felt the fabric stick to my slick pussy. Juli and I had also refrained from pleasing ourselves. None of us would last long before our first orgasms.

“Face down. You don’t look up, got it?” Chris grunted.

I spread my palms wide on the wooden tabletop and moaned. I had my head tilted just slightly toward Juli so I could see her reaction to what was happening. He paced back and forth behind us. The tension was killing me.

“Fuck!” I screamed out as he delivered a hard smack to my ass.

“Didn’t say you could talk,” he said with disdain.

“Sorry, sir!” I mewed. “Won’t happen again.”

He spanked me harder the second time. Juli’s eyes were pleading as she watched my pleasured grin. Juli’s face changed. Her mouth dropped open. She moaned. I heard his fingers stroke her soaked pussy.

“You are dripping on my floor,” Chris sighed.

Was she? Holy shit, that sounded so hot.

“Taste this,” he whispered, sticking a pair of soaked fingers into my mouth. Juli’s juices moistened my lips. I felt his other hand slip into me. “Can you believe she’s making a mess? I thought it was your job to keep this place clean.”

“I’m so sorry, sir,” Juli whispered. “I can’t help it.”

“Go lick up your partner,” he said.

I immediately dropped to all fours on the ground and licked the tile where a tiny puddle had formed between her legs.

“Oh, shit!” Chris exclaimed. “No, babe you don’t have to—”

He remembered his persona.

“I meant lick her slutty pussy,” he resumed. “God, good help is so hard to find.”

I raced up to her slit. She smelled like roses. The perfume seemed to be French, which made sense. I licked her in silence. I remembered Chris’s order. Juli was trying to restrain herself, but with her sex drive—she probably felt more pent up than my husband. Her ass was shaking after just a minute of licking. She was scraping her nails against the table, trying to fight the moaning.

I heard Chris running a hand along his dick behind me.

My guess was, Juli had never been asked to be quiet. Her brain was shorting out. She was making these adorable chirps and squeaks as she tried to hold herself together. Then, Chris entered me. He fucked me hard. My face was being forced into Juli’s ass with each stroke. The poor young woman lost it. She Let out a single scream, almost like a bark, and came while bent over the table. I was close. I just needed another minute. Then, I gasped.

“Oh, fuck yeah!” Chris groaned, burying himself within me.

*Fuck, fuck, no!* I thought to myself. I would have been less frustrated had he just fucked Juli. At least then I could have masturbated until I came.

He didn’t say a word to me. He just pumped thick rope after rope within me, and then pulled out. He walked over to Juli, who was still quivering.

“Clean this up,” he ordered, pointing to his dick.

I’ve never seen a woman drop to her knees so quickly. She sucked him like a vacuum. She tried to clean every bit of leftovers from his dick. It popped from her mouth.

“Good, sir?” she asked.

“Almost,” he laughed. “I’m giving you thirty seconds to clean up Viola. Will that be sufficient, slave?”

He was asking me, in his own sly way, if I could come that quickly. The answer was obvious.

“Plenty of time, sir,” I bowed my head. I tried to hide my left hand under the table as I pumped myself. I was torn between whether I wanted him to notice or not.

He was too good to leave me hanging. Even when he was playing a hard badass, he wanted to make sure I was taken care of. He stood in the doorway and watched Juli spread my pussy apart. My eyes went wide. Her busy tongue explored me. It stroked up toward my ass and made a little circle. I moaned. I remembered that I couldn’t speak.

“Uh, uh, uh, I need to clean that!” Juli chastised as I pulsed, nearing my orgasm and apparently spilled a bit of Chris. She licked up from my clit and I drew in a sharp breath. Then she sucked at my entrance, plunging her tongue into me. The dirty little thing swallowed it all, and then sucked my clit into her mouth. She wanted to be sure I finished too. That was my secret, though. I was already finishing before she started working my clit.

“Oh, shit!” I couldn’t help myself as my spasms overtook my sense of obedience.

Juli licked a bit longer and then stood up.

“I think that was thirty seconds, sir,” she bowed her head.

“Yeah, she’s done,” Chris winked. He walked into the kitchen. “*Alright, slaves. Panties up. Meet me in here. It’s time for breakfast.*”

As we entered, he seemed to drop the façade for a bit.

“Holy shit!” he laughed. “That was so fucking hot. I just dumped inside you and then Juli—”

“I’m so glad you liked it!” she clapped. “We’re definitely aiming to please.”

“Oh, that’s obvious,” Chris smiled as he eyed the waffles that had been warming in the top oven. A mischievous look crossed his eyes. “And Juli, you’re going to cut and feed it to me while sitting in my lap.”

“Yes sir!” she laughed with a renewed spring in her step.

“Vi, you are ordered to sit with me and relax. Your list duties will wait until you’ve eaten,” he ordered with a grin.

*Anything but that!* I thought within myself as I smirked. Leave it to my husband to force his unstoppable wife to stop as part of his kinky sex day.

“Fine,” I smirked, sticking my tongue out at him.

___

As we finished breakfast, I started washing up. Other than the fact that Juli and I were in maid outfits, the conversation was normal. Juli dutifully cut and fed Chris every bite of waffle and eggs. She and I had expected to enjoy ourselves, but we were really milking this time with Chris. It was strangely romantic, all working together under the same roof. I washed off the breakfast plates and I noticed Juli’s expression change. She wiggled her hips and then moaned.

Chris was fucking her. I loaded the plates into the dishwasher and then joined my husband and our toy. She was straddling his lap. I pulled out their chair from the table and dragged it toward the center of the room, with Chris’s cooperation. She was rocking quickly on him. I didn’t want him to finish inside her unprotected. That was—our thing. I was mostly sure Chris wouldn’t do that, but there was no way I could be mad even if he did. I had given permission, after all.

I knelt between his legs and licked his balls as he pummeled her. He delivered a slap to her ass and she yelped. She was riding faster. Juli wasn’t kidding when she’d told us she wanted sex non-stop. She was close to finishing again.

I motioned for Chris to take the lead and pump into her while I held her hips steady. He obliged, and I started to lick Juli from behind.

“Oh, my God!” she gasped.

Her moans got higher and faster. She kissed Chris. I felt her convulse. I looked up to my husband. He smiled back down at me, and my worry dissipated. I’d given free reign to a good man. He could see my concern, even as an incredibly sexy Brazilian woman was finishing on his dick. I didn’t say my reservations made sense, but they were what they were. After she finished, he motioned for her to stand.

“I’m fucking close,” he declared, standing to his feet. “Vi, I want you sucking me off. Jules, get behind me.”

She bit her lip and nodded, she circled around his hips. She steadied herself on his ass as she dropped to her knees. I looked up into Chris’s eyes as he begged for me to do what I did best. I would not leave him disappointed.

I took his cock deep into my throat and winked as my lips met his balls. He groaned and laughed.

“Holy fuck,” he gasped. “You’re so—oh shit!”

Juli had taken position. She was fondling his balls and licking his ass with purpose. I throated him again. He tensed up. I sucked faster and faster until I felt the first twitch send a stream into my mouth. Then, I went as deep as I could.

His moans were low, but they increased in frequency as he came down my throat. It was a lot. I felt him pump within me. It was so sensual to feel his semen glide down my throat without even having to swallow a drop. He grabbed my hair and pumped against me slowly. I didn’t mind. I could hold my breath a little bit longer.

“Shit!” he moaned, pushing my face from his cock. I swallowed the remnant and turned to face him.

“Did I do a good job, sir?”

He pulled me up by my shoulders into a standing position. He kissed me. I sighed. When he pulled away, I was smiling.

“Simply the best,” he nodded. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna play some video games while you two clean up—*and clean up.*”

___

An hour and a half later, I was vacuuming the space behind the TV. I couldn’t help being snarky while I worked.

“You know,” I began, “I know it doesn’t make sense, but fuck me in the ass, sure. Sleep with Juli, no problem. Ask me to clean up breakfast dishes while you play video games—wow, I thought you loved me.”

“Hey! Should have thought of that before agreeing to be my slave for the day,” Chris smirked.

I watched his character die on screen. Served him right. I waited a moment for the auto save to finish, then I “accidentally” switched off the power strip.

“Oh my gosh, sir!” I gasped, holding a palm over my mouth, “I’m so sorry!”

He narrowed his eyebrows as he gave me a death stare.

“What if I lost all my progress!” he growled.

“It autosaved!” I snapped back.

He opened his eyes in surprise. I’m not sure if he was more caught off guard that I knew his game had an autosave feature or that I knew *when* it autosaved.

“Wait a minute, you knew that it saved? That means… did you do that on purpose?”

I gulped.

“Oh, no Sir! I would never do anything to jeopardize your game!”

“Yeah, I think you’re full of shit,” he growled, a ferocious look in his eyes. “Juli, get your ass in here!”

She came running downstairs a moment later. She stopped at the first stair.

“Yes sir?”

He stared at me with anger and hunger. I had a strong feeling I was about to be punished for my actions.

“Go sit on the couch,” he barked to Juli.

The woman obeyed right away. She breathed quickly in anticipation of Chris’s next move.

“Vi, bend yourself over her lap, ass in the air.”

*Oh, that’s where we’re going with this*, I thought to myself. Nevertheless, I put on a show.

“Please, sir! I’ll be good. Please don’t punish—”

“Shut the fuck up and bend over!” he barked.

My panties were soaked. I pushed out my bottom lip in mock sadness and draped myself over Juli’s lap. I was totally exposed, completely vulnerable. I was so turned on that I started caressing and kissing her calves. I felt Chris flip up my skirt, revealing my thong and ass to the world. He pulled down my panties.

“Oh, Chris,” I moaned, lost in pleasure at just the sensation of the slick fabric being removed.

“I want you to spank her, now,” he ordered.

I took in a shaky breath, disoriented by my inversion. Juli dropped a kiss to my ass, then she brought her right hand down across my cheeks, hard. I gasped. She spanked me almost as rough as Chris usually did.

“Harder,” he ordered.

She gave my ass a little squeeze with her hand before slamming it as hard as Chris ever had. I moaned.

“Harder,” he demanded. I clenched in preparation.

The smack was loud. It boomed throughout the living room and I let out a yelp.

“Fuck!” I grimaced.

“She’s dripping onto my legs,” Juli laughed.

She took her thumb and made a few circles across my clit. I moaned like she did. While she rubbed, Chris slammed a hand down on my ass. I was in heaven. Then Chris’s hand stroked up my pussy. He slathered his fingers and then moved higher. I froze. Juli’s fingers were one thing, but Chris had much less petite hands. First one finger slipped into my ass, then the other. It was a lot.

“Ho—ly,” I groaned, flexing my fingers on her legs. “Slow, slow, slow, slow!”

“Nice and slow,” Chris spoke softly, breaking character. His voice was low and filled with lust as he continued. “I want you comfortable for what comes next.”

“Next?” my voice was meant to sound worried, it really was, but I heard an excitement in my intonation, like I couldn’t wait.

“Just—gentle—please?” I moaned as Juli slipped a finger into my pussy.

My pleasured sighs were low, hungry, as they penetrated me. I heard Chris whisper something to Juli. She giggled and replied.

“Should be just right for a beginner.”

I couldn’t see anything. I couldn’t move. I was totally at their mercy. I loved it. I sighed in pleasure as a new toy entered my pussy. It was different, definitely not one of mine, but its head was perfect. I was moaning, clutching at the floor. I loved it. Then, it was gone.

“Why?” I whined. I was pretty tired of getting orgasms stolen from me, even if they were to be given back at a later time.

Then, I felt Chris’s fingers leave as well. I suddenly had a hunch.

“Oh, fuck,” I whispered. The toy was pressing against my ass.

“Hey, hey!” Juli laughed, running her hands along my back. “Listen, relax. It will only hurt if you’re tightened up. We’ll go slow.”

“I can help,” Chris chuckled.

I felt his tongue against my clit and I purred. A spurt of lube was being rubbed against my ass by Juli as he tongued me. I wanted to say stop, but it was just my sense of appropriateness. Part of me needed her to keep going, desperately.

Three of her fingers pushed into me and I clutched her calves. They were working along with Chris. It felt amazing. I took a breath and got used to their size. Then, she got a bit tricksy. In the same moment, she withdrew her fingers with one hand and forced the toy up with her other.

“Holy shit!” I gasped. It was huge, in my ass anyway. It felt like way more than even Chris’s fingers. She gave it a slight tap and the pain vanished.

“Oh, that’s sexy!” Juli giggled. “That’s so fucking hot. If you don’t fuck her right now—”

“Chill out,” Chris chuckled. “Soon, okay?”

He bent down to me.

“You alright, Vi?” he asked.

“Oh—my fuck,” I gasped, moaning as Juli took over rubbing. “It’s in, isn’t it?”

“All the way, babe,” Chris beamed. “Juli’s right. You look so fucking sexy.”

I knew what it was. Juli must have gotten it in preparation for Chris’s big day. It was his favorite.

“Can I—uh,” I whispered, “can I see?”

“Sure!” Juli was the first to speak up. “Take it slow, though. It’s gonna be—heavy. Just trust me.”

“Heavy?” I laughed. As I did, I felt the plug within me. It was such a full feeling. It’s hard to describe.

As I sat up, I was very much aware of what was inside me. Then, I stood up, with Chris’s help, and I understood just what Juli meant. I started laughing again and just about died.

“Holy fuck!” I screamed out. I was shocked at how sizable the thing felt within me. I figured I’d feel the tension, but Juli was right. The weight made me feel like I had to clench constantly. It felt *good*, in a way nothing had ever pleased me before.

I walked slowly toward the full-length mirror upstairs.

“You can relax,” Juli informed, looking up my skirt unapologetically. “Trust me, it’s not going anywhere.”

We all marched toward the bedroom and I realized something—it was the first time all of us had gone in together. The bed lay sprawled out before us and my heart hammered. God, I was so excited. I caught a reflection of my outfit in the mirror and I smirked. I looked really good. No wonder Chris had been a mess all day. I walked slowly, feeling the toy within me shake with every step, and I moaned. I was a bad girl. I fucking loved it.

“Oh!” I squealed as I flipped my skirt up. “Oh my—”

I covered my mouth and leaned on Chris to bend over more.

There, just above my pussy, was a small sapphire jewel. I dropped my jaw and started to laugh again.

“Oh, my God!” I gasped in shock. “That’s so cute! It’s fucking—holy shit!”

I was making a mess down my legs. I’d never understood what it meant as a woman to feel dripping wet before sex, but it was running down my thighs. I was a shimmering mess between my legs and I hadn’t even been fucked yet.

I looked to Chris, mouth agape.

“Was this your idea?”

He looked away.

“Uh, yeah? I know we’d played around with the idea. You were hesitant and I should have asked you—”

My lips were on his. I was tearing the maid costume from my shoulders. I felt like I would explode with lust. Juli was behind me. She played with my exposed tits. She dragged a finger down my ass and pressed against the gem plug.

“Oh, my fuck!” I screamed.

“Yeah, that’s why I use ’em,” Juli giggled.

Chris’s fingers were inside me and I rocked between my husband and my lover. I felt so full and warm. I needed dick. I needed it *right away*.

“Please, sir!” I begged, mounting his erection with one of my thighs and trying to scale him like a mountain. “Please fuck me. I feel like I’m gonna—”

He jumped into the bed and Juli clicked on the fan above us. I climbed atop him and started making other-worldly moans as his dick penetrated as deep as it ever had within me. I rotated my hips forward and gasped as the plug knocked against his balls.

Juli pressed it up into me even further. I leaned my head back and kissed her.

“Oh my God!” I shouted. “I feel like I’m gonna burst!”

“Welcome to the next level, Vi!” Juli whispered as she bit my ear and rubbed my clit.

That is the thing about threesomes. There are so many hands on you at all times. It feels like you’re being fucked by the whole world at once. It’s so amazing. It feels like nothing I can describe to someone who’s only ever had a single sexual partner. That experience, combined with the fresh and exciting feeling of being penetrated just how I’d always fantasized about, was sending me toward my first—complete—orgasm of the day.

“Feels really different,” Chris laughed as he pounded into me. “Really fucking good. It’s like—”

“Tighter?” Juli asked. “I’ve had guys say the same thing. Feels like you couldn’t be stuffed any more if you tried, right Vi?”

“Fucking hell!” I screamed. It was almost what I wanted. It was damn close. The feeling of Chris inside me and Juli grinding up on me was too much to take. It was like I was being stretched to my limit. Nerves were being teased and stimulated in ways they’d never been before. Chris felt bigger. My orgasm washed over me, and it felt like a warmth flooded my insides. I came all over Chris’s lap.

“Oh, fuck!” Juli cheered. “That’s a nice load, babe!”

I blushed as I finished. It was amazing to have a partner call my orgasm sexy, and not immediately move to clean up. Though, that was short lived. She quickly dropped between Chris’s legs and licked up his thighs.

“Oh, Juli, don’t!” I whispered, mortified.

“You know it’s not—” she paused. “Oh, shit. You don’t? It’s not pee. Yours is super sweet.”

“What? No way!” Chris exclaimed.

I was still breathing heavy from my orgasm as Juli put a pair of fingers into his mouth and let him taste me.

“What the fuck?” he laughed, “It’s actually—good? How much fruit do you eat, babe?”

“Can we talk about something else?” I nervously chuckled.

Juli patted my cheek as she approached my husband.

“If you’re not comfortable with it yet, no worries. We’ll get there.”

She looked down at the bed.

“Hey, so,” she brushed her hair from her face and blushed. “I had a request, but only if you’re *totally* cool with it.”

“Okay?” I raised an eyebrow.

“Would you—uh,” Juli chuckled. She was super nervous. “I got really excited watching you with the plug and feeling you come with it inside.”

“Well I’m not sharing,” I winked. “Get your own.”

“Eww,” Juli smiled, “No, I was gonna ask—would you be alright with Chris fucking my ass?”

 

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