Bisex Birthday Bash

'If you could have anything in the world,' my wife said to me, on my
fortieth birthday, 'what would you choose?'

'Anything at all?' I asked.

'Absolutely anything. Imagine anything was possible, that you had all the
money in the world, that you could have anything that your heart desired.'
she said.

'I think....I think I'd like to have sex with a man.' I replied.

'Really?' she gasped. She sounded both surprised and excited.

'You said anything in the world.' I pointed out.

'That is so hot!' she exclaimed.

Now it was my turn to be surprised. Carly told me how she often fantasized
about having sex with two men and watching them get off on each other as
well. She said she would love to see me take another man's cock into my
mouth. Just hearing her say these words had given me a cock stand. We
discussed the issue some more and decided to make our dream come true.

Carly looked through the male escort ads in our local paper. She found one
she thought she liked the sound of and gave him a call. As this was her
birthday treat I was allowed no input. He was to be her choice, her gift to
me. And I can tell you that when the doorbell rang and he stepped through
the door, I was not in the least disappointed.

Jarrod stood a little under six foot. He had soft, shiny blonde hair, a
devilishly handsome face with naughty looking blue eyes, and a buffed
body. I looked him over and appreciated the way he filled out his faded
jeans, both front and rear. He held out his hand and shook mine firmly. We
sat and chatted for a while and we discovered a little more about our soon
to be playmate. He was twenty six and a graduate student who paid for his
studies by making people happy. I liked the sound of that, and I liked the
look of him. So much so that I felt I had to cut the chit chat short, as
pleasurable as it was, and herd him off to the bedroom.

Jarrod and Carly lay down on the bed and began kissing each other. I
hovered over them drinking in the sight of this beautiful young man lip
locked with my sexy wife. His hands strayed under her soft cotton blouse
and soon I could see them kneading her full, firm tits. She sighed softly
as he hand sought out the full package nestled in Jarrod's jeans. Her long,
red finger nails traced the outline of his thick cock through the fabric of
his jeans. My own cock throbbed in my trousers. I wanted to join them, yet
at the same time I could have watched them all day.

Jarrod unbuttoned Carly's blouse and cupped his hands around her melons. He
brought his mouth down to her large pink nipples and I watched the little
soldiers disappearing into his mouth. She sighed louder now as his free
hand squeezed her other nipple. I could see her writhing about on the
bed. I knew how wet she would be by now. Sometimes it seemed as if she had
a faucet down between her legs. I lifted her skirt and began stroking her
silky thighs. I used just my finger tips to tease her, the way she loved to
be teased. Soon she was thrusting her crotch against the air, desperate
for contact. I slid a finger underneath her sopping panties and into her
warm, wet snatch.

Carly groaned as my finger slid into her. Jarrod looked around at what I
was doing and gave me a toothpaste brilliant smile. I felt my lust rise to
boiling point. Although I had never been with a man before I knew what I
wanted. I leaned over and brought our mouth close together. I could smell
mint on his breath. A spark of electricity leapt the short distance between
us. His beautiful red lips parted slightly and we fell into each other's
mouth's. My heart just about stopped beating as I experienced my first ever
man on man kiss. The heat and the urgency, coupled with the sweetness, just
took my breath away.

'Let's get undressed.' Carly suggested when she saw what was happening.

I can't ever remember getting undressed so fast. I stood there panting,
cock in hand, as I waited to see Jarrod naked. He removed his shirt and I
caught sight of his smooth, hairless chest with its large nipples. He
unbuttoned his jeans and lowered them slowly, his eyes never leaving
mine. His soft blonde bush came into view, then suddenly a large, fleshy
pink cock sprang out and slapped loudly against his stomach. It was an
absolute beauty; wider around the base than the tip, eight long inches of
delight just waiting to be sampled. His smooth pink balls hung low and
bobbed about as he stepped out of his jeans and socks.