Birthday Dessert

We walked through the doorway to the hotel room she had booked last week. It was my forty-fifth birthday, and my young bride was treating me to a weekend in the city. We had just finished dinner at a quaint restaurant that served the best whiskey cocktails. Alexandra was wearing a little black skirt, a low-cut pink sweater, pantyhose, and my favorite pair of black heels. Her makeup was done, her lips were glossy and plump, hair curled. I liked walking down the sidewalk with on my arm. She was twenty-three and always kept me on my toes about what she was going to do next.

The room was a suite, with a king size bed and a bottle of champagne in a bucket.

"Wow, babe, this is great," I smiled at her as I slid my jacket off and set in on the chair. She grinned at me while she opened the bottle of bubbly, "I hope you enjoyed dinner,"

She handed me a glass and we clinked them together with a mutual nod. We finished our glasses and before long, her lips were against mine. I pushed her up against the wall and slid her sweater over her head. She smelled so sweet, like candied cherries. I let my mouth explore her jawline, neck, and eventually collarbone. She was wearing a black lace bra, and I took a step back to look at her. Standing there, in heels but still shorter than me, pantyhose, and skirt. I let my hands wander from her hips up her back to unclasp her bra.

She stopped me and giggled, "Not yet," She kissed me and pushed me back on the bed.

I looked up at her, "What do you mean? Don't I get dessert tonight?" I grabbed her waist and pulled her to me.

She started unbuttoning my shirt, "I still have to give you your gift," She kissed me again and went to go grab something from the bag she had brought. She instructed me to take off the rest of my clothes and to close my eyes. I didn't question it, I did what I was told. I heard her footsteps approach and she said, "No peeking." I could sense she was near me, her body heat and scent surrounded me. I felt her thighs between my knees, and something being placed over my eyes.

"What's this?" I couldn't help but smile. She was always coming up with ways to surprise me.

"Lay back on the bed," She kissed me harshly and her hands found themselves on my chest and pushed me back. I was blindfolded and so I did my best to position myself in the center of the bed. I could hear her walking away from me, grab something from across the room, and come back to the bed. The mattress dipped with her weight and she straddled me with a giggle.

"What's so funny?" I said, my hands running themselves up and down her smooth thighs. She grabbed one of my wrists and I heard a clicking of metal, and suddenly the stiff coolness of handcuffs were around my skin.

I could feel my face flush, she had never done something like this before. "Hey, Alex, what's going on?" I nervously laughed.

"Stop talking," She grabbed my face and squeezed it. I could feel the heat between her sweet thighs on my groin. Soft and warm, so young and delicate this wonderful woman was. But her character right now was newly discovered, it was thrilling, exciting. She had never been one to demand her desires. Don't get me wrong, she was a panther in the bedroom. There are nights where I can hardly keep up with her. But she always quietly took the lead, she spoke in movements and body language. But now, it was like a dominance had been awoken in her, and she was rising to the throne quickly to claim the crown.

The ring of the bedside telephone startled me, and I could feel her lean over and reach for the receiver.

"Hello?" I heard her voice softened. "Yeah, that's good," She giggled and hung up the phone. I was starting to get a little flustered with an anxious confusion. A few saturated, quiet moments passed before I heard a knock on the door. Alexandra leaned down, kissed me quickly, and whispered that I was going to love this. Her heels clicked across the wooden floor and she opened the door.

"Hey, you," A foreign woman's name drifted through the room.

"Come on in," Alexandra closed the door and I could hear the smile in her voice. Some noises of things being moved around, and more champagne being poured were filling the space.

"Here, drink up," Alexandra told the woman in the room.

"Thank you," They clinked glasses and went silent while, I assumed, to be drinking the champagne quickly. Before long, I heard two sets of heeled feet come closer to the bed. I didn't know what to think. I was completely naked, blindfolded, and handcuffed in front of a woman I had no idea was going to be a part of this evening.

"Hey, what's going on," The words stumbled from my mouth. A pair of lips were against my ear and Alexandra's soothing voice gave me a sense of comfort in this strange situation.

"Just relax, honey, it's all for you," She gave me a kiss and I felt her kisses travel around my jawline, cheeks, and neck. All of a sudden, I felt a warm mouth on my chest.

Oh, my god.

It all made sense now. I had mentioned once a few months ago that I thought it would be fascinating to have two women go down on me. At the time, she was making dinner and I wasn't sure if she was even really listening to me. But once again, she just proved how astounding she was.

I was finally beginning to relax and really get into what my wife was doing for me. The fact alone that she set this up for me was enough to make me turned on. But, add this to two sets of incredibly soft lips roaming my body, I could hardly contain myself.

Both women took their time with kissing, nipping, licking, and suckling every part of my body, Alexandra was on my left side, and the other woman on the right. They made their way from my chest, abdomen, hips, and managed to completely seduce their way around my throbbing cock. After blessing my legs with their lips, I felt my two big toes be enclosed by warm, wet, soft mouths. I could hardly handle the sucking, I let out an audible moan of pleasure.

Each woman went to work on worshipping my feet. Tongues dancing like ballerinas from my heels to my toes; gracefully. I could feel the blood rushing from every part of my body to a single point of intensity. I could feel them travel back up my legs.

I gasped when a set of soft lips were suddenly caressing the tip of my dick. It was definitely Alexandra. Only she knew that certain spot under the ridge that drives me up the damn wall. It was like that was her way of letting me know it was her, a signature. The other woman started licking the base of my rock-hard member. It was sensational. I could have came right then and there, but I couldn't do that yet. Both tongues started gliding up and down, over and over again on me. Simultaneously. Every muscle in my body held so much tension. I was ready to burst.

I felt their two bodies change positions, and one of them was between my legs, and the other by my side. A pair of hands pushed my knees up and apart, and this familiar motion gave me everything I needed to know about who was where. I felt the stranger's lips return to my cock, and at the same time, I felt Alexandra's velvet tongue dip between my cheeks. Out of all the women I had been with before, Alexandra has been the only one to take the time and effort into finding out just what makes me lose control. She always lingered with it, making sure my pleasure was maximized.

The sensations that were traveling through my body were undeniable. I didn't even know a body could feel so many good things at once. I kept trying to reach down and run my hands through her hair, but the handcuffs were keeping me from doing that.

The woman kept sucking my cock like a strawberry popsicle in mid-July. Alex was working her magic down below, flicking her tongue in and out. Damn her, she knew just how to make me crumble. Between the head of my dick hitting the back of a soft throat, and my wife's tongue in my ass, I couldn't control it anymore. Alexandra could always tell when I was ready to fall over the edge of ecstasy.

In a rush of only a few, blurred moments, I felt both mouths leave my body, and replaced by Alexandra's mouth back on my strained cock, and her finger knuckle deep in me, moving at the same pace. My mind and body faded into a kaleidoscope of seduction, and I was putty in the hands of her. I could feel myself pulsating between her lips and against her palm. The room was very still and quiet while I settled back down. I heard the two women giggle and then footsteps leaving, the door closing, and a gentle sigh.

"Happy birthday, love," Alexandra kissed me as she removed the handcuffs.