Reposted to add color to my bipersonals ad….
Before my 45th birthday, my wife of nearly 20 years asked me what I wanted. We were driving at the time, so I didn’t have to make eye contact with her. After some back and forth and some cajoling, I finally admitted I wanted to be with a man, to have that experience. She was understanding and maybe even a little aroused to know that my laces maybe weren’t as straight as she thought.
The drive was a long one and after leaving the subject, she came back to it, to see if she could figure out my “type.” Again, I was grateful to not have to make too much eye contact, but I was enjoying being honest about this. I did have a type, even a specific man in mind, and as I gradually painted the picture for her, my cock stiffened in my pants. This was turning me on in a huge way.
I’m 5′ 10″, 170 lbs and athletic. 7″ circumcised cock. I work out daily. My type, though, was somewhat different. As eliptically as I could, I described one of my wife’s coworkers, Tony: 35 YO, 5’7″, rolly-polly, Hawaiian-Filipino, gay man.
“That sounds like Tony,” My wife stated. “Would you be open to Tony?”
“Ummm…. Would you be okay with that? He’s your colleague.”
“I’ll think about it,” she said, and changed the subject.
The truth of the matter was much better and much worse than she could have known. The better part was that yes, I would be totally down with Tony as a birthday present. He did it for me. The worse part, was there was a big chance this would reveal my persistent attempts to “eat cake” to my wife. With Tony.
For over a year, Tony and I had a virtual flirtation over Telegram. We’d taken it a little further In a couple of very hot connections. Thus far, I had not had the courage to go all the way with him, so if my wife sanctioned it, I would happily fuck Tony.
Because my feelings and cravings were all mixed up in this, the potential to ruin my marriage as well, I debated what to do. Eventually, I worked up the courage to tell Tony this might be coming and please, do not let my wife know anything about us. He sent back a winking emoji. Not super helpful.
With my birthday looming, my wife went quiet on the subject. I felt like I was being judged and was very worried my admission had done damage to our relationship. I remained quiet on the subject too, and hoped it would blow over.
I returned home from work one evening on the heels of a good, productive day. I came in through the garage and kitchen. My wife was there and she said: “I’m finishing prepping dinner, why don’t you get comfortable and I’ll make you a drink.”
I agreed, thanked her and went upstairs to our bedroom. The door was closed and when I opened it, I saw Tony lolling on our bed. Wearing women’s lingerie. “Hi handsome.” He said.
I stopped dead in my tracks, at a loss for words. My wife went through with it! A smile spread across my face and relief radiated across my body. She came up behind me, put a hand on my arm to bring me down to her level and kissed me. “Happy birthday, honey.” She whispered. “Have fun with your present.” Then she addressed Tony and I. “You boys have fun and play it safe. I’ll put dinner on when you are done. Tony, please be gentle with my husband.” Then she closed the door, leaving us alone.
I turned down the lights and came to sit next to Tony on our king sized bed. I reached out to caress his leg, now encased in black sheer stockings. His legs were firm and smooth. Looking down I could see his cock, 5″ slim, cut, straining in the black sheer panties he wore. I leaned in towards him and Tony met me in a wet kiss. His lips were soft and mouth seemed to melt into mine. My cock rose in my pants. I put my arms around Tony. He was like a big teddy bear: soft, huggable, curvy and warm. “Finally, huh?” He said. “Happy birthday, daddy.”
Still kissing, he began to unbutton my shirt. Then came the t-shirt. He moved towards me and placed his mouth on one of my nipples. His hot tongue lashed out and warm mouth folded around it. A wave of pleasure washed over me. It felt so good to have Tony suck my nipples. First one, then the other, getting them wet with his saliva and red from his sucking. He gently tweaked one with his fingers while sucking the other. I put my hand on the back of his head, touching his hair and neck, bringing him in to me. He looked up and told me he’d make me feel good. “Leave everything to me, daddy.”
So I did. I lay down on the bed next to him and let him lead the way. My pants came off and now I was naked and incredibly hard, lying on my back. Tony leaned over and began kissing down my chest and across my stomach. He arrived at my pubic hair and pushed his face again my trimmed man areas. His hand reached to my cock and he stroked it. Then, still stroking it, he began to tease my cock with his tongue.
Tony swirled his tongue around the head of my cock, up the under side and then took the shaft into his warm, wet, soft mouth. He did multiple rounds of this, igniting me and making me want to cum into his mouth. I arched my back and placed one hand on his head, gripping his hair and another to tease and play with my nipples. It felt amazing.
I moved Tony in between my legs and then began to wrap my legs around him as he worked my cock. His big, strong body and smooth skin and sexy lingerie were electric on my thighs. I just kept wanting to hug and hold him as his tongue danced on my throbbing cock. Midway through, I couldn’t help myself and wanted to kiss him, so I gently him up to me by his hair and made him kiss me, pushing my saliva-slick cock into his stomach, which felt great, too.
We rolled around on the bed and forgetting that Tony was supposed to make me feel good, but I wanted to touch him, too. I pushed him onto his back and began sucking and licking his brown firm nipples while I ran my hand over his sheer panties, stroking his cock and making him feel good. I was just reaching into his panties to grab his cock when the door opened and my wife stepped inside. She regarded us all tangled up, clearly horny and hard and said: “You boys look handsome together. If I knew it would get you this hard, I would have invited Tony sooner.” She came in the room and set down two cocktails on the bedside table.
We each had sips of our drinks. She sat on the bed and checked me and Tony out. Then Tony put down his glass and proceeded to return to kissing me and stroking my cock. My wife put her drink down and snuggled up next to me, leaning in to kiss and lick my face. It was glorious to be the center of attention.
“Boys, I don’t want to stop you, but are you okay if I stay?” Tony and I looked at each other. I would be lying if I didn’t have some misgivings, but I didn’t voice them and so we both nodded. My wife then went to the overstuffed armchair in the corner of our bedroom and sat down.
Tony repositioned me on the bed, got between my legs and resumed sucking me off. Abandoning his teasing technique Tony took my cock fully in his warm mouth and created amazing suction as he bobbed his head, moving my shaft in and out and over his lips. I leaned back and moaned, looking up I caught my wife’s eye from her corner observation post. Her dress was hiked up, legs spread wide and fingers hidden between them. I arched my back, grabbing Tony’s hair just to create the illusion of control but also to make a hot connection with him and let him know I was enjoying his attentions. He smiled and continued to mouth fuck me, making slurping and sucking sounds as he worked his magic and bring me to the edge of cumming.
He let my cock pop of his mouth and grabbed the shaft with his hand. I looked down at the spit-slick rod, visibly bigger than I seen it before with a saliva covered engorged helmet. Tony then swirled his tongue around the helmet, teasing me and making me go crazy. “Tony… please… I want… I want to cum.” With that he sucked in my cock and rammed his mouth down on me in a series of violent strokes. I could feel my penis pulsate inside him and then I burst, moaning his name, gushing a week’s load of cum into his waiting, obedient mouth. Tony was a champ and caught most of it, swallowing my seed like a dirty boy should.
I fell back on the bed, eyes closed, panting as my cock twitched and began to go soft in his mouth. Oh my God, I thought. I’ve never cum that hard before. I opened my eyes and looked down at Tony, his face messy with spit and cum. I looked over at my wife, now clearly rubbing herself.
My wife spoke first. “Honey, I need you over here.” She opened her legs wide to indicate what she wanted. So I reached out and caressed his face, untangled us and walked over to my wife in the armchair. I knelt down between her legs and pulled her forward so her wet pussy was on the edge of the chair. She smiled at me, in anticipation.
My kisses started softly at the top, gently pressing down on her labia, compressing soft flesh. I worked my way down, lightly inhaling the smell of her arousal. Her clit was stiff, red, jutting out and wanting attention. I pressed my face into my wife’s pussy, getting myself wet with her sweetness. I slipped two fingers into her vagina and thrust them back and forth as I lashed her clit with my tongue. She moaned and leaned back.
At this time, I felt Tony’s hands on my ass. He maneuvered me into a doggy style position and spread my cheeks. Next, I felt his hot, wet tongue on my anus. It felt warm and electrifying and I arched my back to allow him full access while I continued to lick my wife’s pussy to orgasm.
We formed a pleasure train: my wife sitting back in the chair, dress on, moaning as I licked her pussy intensely; me, naked in the middle on all fours, getting my anus licked and sucked; and Tony, still in women’s lingerie, performing his favorite act – eating ass.
Spured on by the intense and new sensation of Tony’s tongue and my love of eating my wife’s pussy, my cock began growing and stiffening. My tongue was like a swirling madman on her clit and my fingers kept up the pressure sliding in and out of her pussy like a piston. Moments later, my wife stiffened, moaning “Oh my God, fuck me!” With that she flooded my face with her ejaculate and rode out her orgasm into my face.
Tony pulled away and put his hands on my shoulders. “OK daddy,” He said, “time for you to give me what I need and you want.” He stood up and led me to the bed. He grabbed the bottle of lube and handed it to me, winking. Tony then got into the center of the bed, put two pillows under himself and thrust his ass up into the air. “Lube me up daddy. I’m ready to be punished.”
At this point, I was completely hard again and ready to fuck Tony. This was, after all, my birthday present and I wanted to “unwrap it” now. Taking the lube, I inexpertly applied it generously to Tony’s neat brown anus and my long throbber. There was lube everywhere!
Tony offered up his ass and said to go slowly and firmly at first, to just let him naturally take it in. So I took the plunge and pressed the head against his anus, firmly parting the flesh and gaining entry into him. Tony moaned and said it felt good, but I should pause. So I respected his wishes and just enjoyed the sensations of me being helmet deep in Tony, feeling him release a little, my hands grasping his hip handles for stability. Then I pressed a little more and slid my shaft another inch into him. I paused as he moaned and asked him if everything was ok. “Uuuh, yes daddy. Your cock feels amazing.” He responded. His body relaxed a little. “Give me more daddy. I want to feel your balls on me.” That sounded hot, so I kept pressing in, loving Tony’s tightness.
Tony indicated he wanted to be fucked, so I gripped his hips and started thrusting. Each thrust felt great and connected me to Tony in an intimate, assertive way. I felt powerful as I fucked his ass. At the same time, I wanted to touch more of his big, soft, smooth body. His stockings were silky on my legs, and his big smooth ass, still in panties, was tantalizing.
As I picked up the pace a little, Tony moaned in pleasure and so did I. I longed to touch more of him, so I pulled him up with a hand so I could grip his chest and play with his erect brown nipples and connect closer to him. He turned his head and I leaned in for an awkward, messy kiss. I lowered a hand to his cock, and gripped it tightly. His penis was hard and drooled pre-cum. He moaned more when I touched him, but I found I couldn’t get the rhythm to work his shaft and continue fucking him. I apologized and told him I wanted to make him cum.
I tired to grip his cock and jerk him off, but wasn’t skilled enough to thrust and work his shaft. My wife sauntered up at that point. “Need a hand?” She said. “You boys look gorgeous together.” I guess she had a thing for interracial dudes fucking. Tony looked at her and said “Yes please, ma’am.” With that, my wife lubed her hand, grasped his cock and began jacking him. His moans became very loud at this point and I looked involuntarily to the window to see if it was open.
My wife leaned in and kissed me. “I love the feel of his cock.” She whispered. Hearing her was hot and made me really wanted to cum now. I pulled Tony back towards me using his hands and picked up the pace of my thrusts. Being in him was so tight. It felt different on many levels and I was loving feeling his body, being connected to him and hearing him moan as I pounded my cock into him. Soon, I was feeling close to bursting.
My wife kept working Tony’s cock and I could tell she was bringing him close to bursting, too. His head was down and his breathing was ragged. Then he came. I heard him call out “Oh, oh, oh!” Tony shot ropes of cum onto our pillows as he collapsed down. This was my signal to finish and my last thrusts were powerful and wild, pounding into his ass, now gripping his hip flesh to aid my thrusts. Tony turned around and looked up and said: “Daddy, please cum in me. I want it all.” That was all I needed and I shot my second load into him. My cock twitched and flexed amazingly and it felt like I shot out gallons. Immediately after the last flex of cum I collapsed on top of him. We rolled onto our sides, me still in him, spooning. One hand lazily playing with his nipples. Pressed against his warm soft back, I cuddled up and we napped.
Later on, we showered, dressed, picked up our undrunk cocktails and went downstairs for dinner. My wife greeted us warmly with a kiss for each of us. We ate dinner sitting on an L-shaped couch, not talking much, enjoying drinks, reflections on the shared experience and good food. It was decided that Tony should “sleep over”. In our king sized bed, Tony was in the middle. We all touched under the sheets, tired from the evening’s play and the drinks.
Near 4am, I woke up, conscious that no one was next to me in the bed. With closed eyes, I perceived that neither Tony nor my wife was in the bed nor in the room. Curious, I got up and heard moaning coming from the guest room. I crept down the hallway in the dark and could just make out the image of Tony and my wife through the slightly open door. Tony was standing up and my wife was on her knees, letting Tony fuck her mouth. His moans were soft and my wife seemed really into sucking him off. Although this scene was hot, I backed away and returned to bed. In 15 minutes, they both returned to the bed and snuggled together. I pretended I was asleep and got closer to Tony. Dozing off, my last thought was that I wasn’t the only one using Tony as a side-piece. I guess we all like eating cake with him.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/p1ut7s/birthday_gift_mmfbi
holy shit that was hot. thanks for sharing