Birthday Genie [MFMF][Infidelity][Teasing]

“So what’s your birthday wish this year?” Sara, my wife asked as we lay in bed the morning of.

“Well, there is one thing, but…no never mind.” I said trying to play coy. It was our little game we liked to play. She would ask what I wanted, and I’d play like it was a secret. She would inevitably do her best to coax it out of me.

She swung her thick muscular leg over my naked body and took up her usual mounting position. She leaned over me and grabbed both of my hands, pinning them above my head, positioning her unencumbered breasts right above my lips. I craned my head up to take a nipple in my mouth, but she moved her body upward just out of my reach. The motion caused her melon sized breasts to jiggle and bounce, which made a lovely view that I couldn’t get enough of.

“Nuh uh. Not until you tell me what your wish is?”

“You know if I say it out loud, my wish won’t happen.”

“I’m your birthday genie. You just tell me, and I’ll make it happen.”

Sara was beginning to work herself at this point. Nothing made her hornier than to hear the fantasies I had in mind. She knew it would be something we both had never explored yet and that was what got her going the most. I could feel the heat of her pussy start to rise as she slid her clit against the rough hairs around my belly button.

“Well if you’re my genie, don’t I need to rub your lamp first.” I said with a wink and broke free from her hold. My arms wrapped around her instantly as I pulled her tight against me. I felt her hand upon the tip of my cock guiding it to her lips. I could feel her wetness as she traced each lip but stopped short of having me enter her.

“There, you rubbed that lamp. Now tell me your wish.”

I smiled back at her and said, “No, that’s just grazing the lamp. This is how you rub a lamp.” And I pulled her down as I raised my hips. Sara gasped as I felt my cock penetrate deep into her. Then she lost all thought of teasing and rode me like she was in the Kentucky Derby.

A couple of position changes and a long hot shower later, Sara grabbed me from behind as I was hanging the towel back. Her two hands wrapped around my cock and balls, squeezing them firmly.

“You’re very good at distractions, but I’m more determined than that. Now tell the genie your wish or I squeeze tighter.”

I laughed at that and raised my hands in the air in a sign of surrender. “Ok. Ok. I’ll tell you. You promise that my wish will be fulfilled no matter what it is?”

“Just tell me.” She said through gritted teeth and squeezed a bit harder.

“Fine. I want you to flirt with Byron at my party this weekend.”

“What?!” She said letting go of my cock.

I turned around to face her, with a huge smile on my face and explained that I what I wanted her to do. I didn’t want her to just flirt with him, I wanted her to take him back to our room. I wanted to “catch” them in the act so that I could punish my bad girl. She was a little skeptical at first but I assured her that Byron, my best friend, would be in on it and I would make sure to keep Sasha, Byron’s wife, busy so that she wouldn’t notice.

“What kind of punishment does this naughty girl going to get?” She said with a finger in her mouth swaying back and worth, doing her best innocent girl look.

“That’s going to be my surprise for you.”

The night of the party, Sara was looking amazing in her tiny black dress. The thin fabric clung to her body tightly showing off all her lovely curves and only a miniscule outline of string wrapping around her waist gave any hint to underwear underneath. It was a sleeveless number with intertwining string across her chest that didn’t cover her cleavage but accentuated. The dress ran all the way down to about just above mid-thigh. She completed the look with her hair made into a lavish curly bun with just a few strands of her bangs that framed her face and black open-toed heels that had the same intertwining string running over the top of her feet to just above the ankle. The way she walked in them made all the right parts of her sway and bounce that put me in a hypnotic trance. And by the looks of it, I wasn’t the only one and it wasn’t only the men having lustful stares.

Sara, knew it and relished in the attention. All night she made it a point to keep coming up to me to refresh my drink or make some small comment but never staying too long, always sashaying seductively to and from me. It was driving me insane. There were so many times I wanted to just scream the party was over, so I could have her any which way and everywhere in and around the house.

Finally, it was time for the cake and birthday song, and when my plans were to start. After the candle blowing, everyone started to mingle again. I made eye contact with Sara and gave her a nod and we both went off in different directions. I found Sasha talking to couple of our mutual friends and jumped into their conversation trying to steer her line of sight away from Sara and Byron.

Now I must admit, Sasha was looking stunning that night as well, not quite as good as Sara, but that just might be biased opinion. She wore a red sleeveless dress that was kind of a mirror-image of what Sara had on. The red fabric wrapped around her and continued down the front but opened wide in the back, showing off her toned, tanned arms and back. The dress hugged against her flat stomach and curved with her hips before falling down to have a much looser fit than what Sara had on and ran all the way down to her ankles. The slit on the side of her dress gave just a hint of her long leg. Her wavy hair fell loosely down to just below that shoulder.

Conversing with Sasha was almost as easy as with Sara and Byron, except tonight it was a little more difficult with my attention elsewhere, though she didn’t seem to notice or maybe she did and just never mentioned it. Luckily a couple minutes in I saw Sara leading Byron by the hand back into the house, then a few minutes more I cut the conversation short and made a faux check in on Sara and made my rounds to tell everyone that Sara wasn’t feeling good, I mimed a drinking motion, and told everyone I would have to cut the party short.

Sara was a nervous wreck about this whole scheme of Thomas’s, but after a couple of drinks, well maybe more than a couple, she was feeling much more confident. She was feeling on top of the world with each gaze she caught her way and especially thrilling were the ones she caught from Sasha. In fact, Sara was sure those gazes were meant to be caught, because each time it was followed by an inviting sort of smile. Seemingly to tell her she could unlock some hidden pleasures that no man could find. This was hardly the first time that Sara had seen that smile or at least thought she did, nor was this the first time that she thought of taking Sasha up on the offer.

Sara had told Thomas about it the first time and he blew her off saying that it must be her imagination, then distracted her by kissing her in the spots that always led to sweaty interaction and a nice hot shower. Though she had put the interaction to the back of her mind for the time being, she stored this moment to be thought on later. And think about it she did. At first, fantasies of her and Sasha filled her mind leading to a lot of solo outings with her toy of choice, but guilt began to creep in until she had to confess to Thomas. To Thomas’s credit though, he wasn’t surprised, jealous or envious, instead he grew curious and asked for details of her fantasies which in turn fueled one of their most passionate sessions. With that memory replaying through her head, she knew she had more fuel to add to Thomas’s lust fire later that night.

When Thomas had given her the signal, her nerves had started to kick into overdrive again, so she filled her glass one last time and drained the contents. She sauntered up to Byron and cozied up to him, keeping an eye on Thomas waiting for him to get Sasha in position. Once she was satisfied she wasn’t going to turn around she grabbed Byron’s hand and led him away.

“I’m so sorry for dragging you into this, Byron. This is kind of embarrassing to be using you like this.” Sara said as she closed the bedroom door behind them.

“Oh no need to apologize. I get it. After so many years with the same person, you gotta spice things up a bit.” Byron said and begun unbuttoning his shirt.

What Sara meant to do next was to ask what Byron was doing, but the words never seemed to leave her lips. Instead of using her lips to speak, they were now caught between her teeth as if in an involuntary motion to stop herself from stopping him. She watched as he undid each button exposing more of his bare chest then lower still to his flat stomach that was not well defined but there was a trace of an outline of a six pack. Once he was done he flung the dark blue dress short to the bench at the foot of the bed and reached out his hand for hers. He pulled her into his chest and Sara could feel the warmth of smooth chest against her cheek.

Byron’s arms wrapped around her and instantly she felt each notch of the zipper become done as if everything was moving in slow motion. Maybe it was the alcohol dimming her responses, or maybe it was she knew that Thomas was going to be stepping into the room at any moment, but in either case she didn’t protest, didn’t pull away. She felt the fabric of her dress slide past her shoulders and as if gravity had intensified in that exact moment, her dress fell to the floor like a ton of bricks.

Sara felt herself swathed in enveloping warmness as Byron’s fingertips pressed against her shoulders down her shoulder blade and then down her spine all the way to the small of her back. His hand pressed flat holding her to him gently yet firmly. The back of his fingers grazed her cheek as it brushed stray hairs from her face, his thumb traced the contours of her jaw gently pushing her face up to meet his. Her eyes gazed into his and she could see the fires of lust reflected at her. Her hands moved of their own volition crawling up his muscular bare back. The intoxication of lust and alcohol pushed the thoughts of what was supposed to happen aside only making way for thoughts of what she wanted to happen.

She felt Byron’s growing member pressing against her stomach, telling her he was having the same notion. Her nails begun to dig into his back and slowly inched their way back down to find the top of his waistband. Her heart beat to the rhythm of a locomotive at maximum speed. Then before she could think she plunged her fingertips under the waistline of his pants. They stared at each other, both thinking if this was right, all but forgetting the plan that Thomas was due in that room at any moment. Then as their lips closed in on one another the click of the door being shut behind them made them both jump.

“I always knew you were a slut.” Came a voice much more feminine and much calmer than should have been given the situation.

Sara’s jaw dropped all the way to the floor when she turned around to find Sasha standing at the entrance of her bedroom. Sara tried to sputter out, that this wasn’t what it looked like, but it was like her mouth and voice had forgotten how to speak entirely. Instead only little squeaks seemed to be it out of her mouth.

Sasha sauntered further into the room looking around nonchalantly as if there weren’t two half naked people watching her. Sasha’s hand grazed the top of the bed as though she were taking in the thread count just by feel. She stopped in front of the head board and picked up a leather cuff that had been dangling from the corner and held up in her hand for both Sara and Byron to see.

“And a kinky slut at that.” She said with a smile. “Byron, be a dear and bring Sara here.”

Before Sara knew it, she felt her feet leave the ground and an air of weightlessness filled her as she traversed the room in the arms of Byron. All thoughts of protesting left her as she was laid carefully on the bed, Byron’s chest hovered above her face. The grip on her hand was firm yet felt oddly comforting given the situation, then the feeling of the fur-lined leather restraints wrapped around her wrist. She looked up to see Sasha adjusting the buckle to hold her arm out. In the instant that her attention had been on her left wrist, her right wrist had the same sensation. Sasha traced her finger tips along Sara’s now restrained arm, and Sara felt the skin of her neck, arms, and legs begin to raise in goosepimples.

“Sara, if you had just asked, I would have let you have your way with Byron any time you wanted.” Sasha said as her hand traveled further down her arm to her shoulder and then down to her collar bone.

The tips of Sasha’s fingernails outlined the edges of her areola. Sara’s tongue became a mirror of Sasha’s as she circled her finger closer to her nipple. When Sasha’s finger grazed the edge of her nipple, Sara let out an involuntary moan of pleasure. Sara’s breath grew heavier the more Sasha played with her nipple. The little pinches and rubbing of the end of her nipple was driving her crazy.

“You see, he’s been wanting a turn with you ever since Thomas had introduced you to us. Byron, be a dear and come here and let’s show her how bad you want her.”

That’s right, she had forgotten that Thomas was going to be walking in at any moment. What would he say when he saw them like this. She was only supposed to be in Byron’s arms, this was far beyond anything that she and Thomas had planned.

“Wait, you need to stop. Thomas will be coming soon.” Sara said in a frantic, panicked voice.

“Oh yes, he will be but not for some time. He’s a bit preoccupied with his birthday party at the moment.” Sasha said.

No, she thought, Sasha didn’t know what Thomas had planned. But when she tried to speak again she felt Sasha’s finger press against her clit and electrical storm erupted throughout her whole body, and all she could think of was that she needed more. And more she got. Sasha circled her finger against her clit through the sheer fabric of her thong.

She watched as a greedy smile widened across of Sasha’s face and Byron come up from behind. His hand wrapped around Sasha’s stomach as he bent down to plant tiny kisses along her neck. Sasha’s free hand pulled behind her and pulled at Byron’s belt buckle, moving him to the side of her so that Sara could see him. Her hand lowered and ran the length of the bulge in his pants until it found the tip of his cock. She had synchronized the circles of her hands, one atop the tip of Byron’s cock and the other on Sara’s clit.

“Oh, Byron is just as wet as you are right now. This is so exciting. I wonder what Thomas will say when he finds his best friend deep inside you.” She said as she changed tactics and begun to unbuckle Byron’s belt and ripped off the button of his pants. When his pants loosened enough they dropped to the floor, revealing nothing underneath.

Just as Sara was beginning to the admire Bryon’s bare cock, again the familiar click of the door closed again followed by the outraged voice of Thomas.

“What the fuck Sasha? You were supposed to wait for me.”

Thomas returned Sara’s panicked face with a genuine smile. “Don’t you know a genie grants three wishes.”

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