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And take a moment to let an author know what you thought about their story. -=*=- My husband Mark and I had finally reached the point of financial security we had been working so hard to achieve. We had been married a little over five years and we were elated because our offer had been approved on the house of our dreams. We were scheduled to move in a few weeks after the New Year. When Mark and I got married we sat down and talked long and hard about what goals we wanted for our future together. We had both come from middle-class families and decided that we wanted a more comfortable lifestyle for us - and for our future children. I was working at a large insurance corporation and was pull- ing in a near six figure income. Mark had just made partner at a very prestigious law firm. Even though we were making great money we were eating at home, going out only once or twice a month and were living very frugally. We had rented a very little apartment and were commuting to work by train to save gas money and wear on the car. It was quite a sacrifice but we were convinced it would be worth it in the end. After working, saving and not spending any- thing on ourselves for five years we weren't accustomed to spending much money on ourselves or on each other. Christmases and birthdays mainly consisted of home-made cakes, home-made gifts and quiet evenings snuggled close together. After much discussion that year we decided to stick with our little ritual that Christmas as well and not get anything extravagant for each other. Our other plans included my quitting work to stay home and focus on starting a family. Both our mothers had worked through most of our childhood and we didn't want any kind of day care/latch key situation for our children. I had already given notice to my job effective December 31st and we were going to take a 2 week vacation and then get started in on making a baby. Our wild, carefree, childless days would soon be behind us and days, months and years of parenthood and moments of stolen embraces would be ahead. I want- ed these last few months we had left alone to be special. Something that Mark and I could look back on and remember when the stress and business of child- rearing began to overwhelm us. I found out from Mark's best friend that he was planning an intimate yet elegant dinner for my Christmas present that year. For a guy Mark was quite the whiz in the kitchen. He could whip up a gourmet meal in minutes. I realized that this would be the perfect opportunity for me to spring my "present" on Mark. The mood would be set, the dinner prepared and I would be bringing desert. Nothing expensive or extravagant yet something I knew Mark would enjoy. I began making plans for our special gift exchange. I decided to give Mark what most men secret- ly want for Christmas. A chance to see his wife having sex with another beautiful woman AND a chance to be with two women at once. My friend Brenda and I were talking about what we would be doing for the holidays and gifts we were getting. She and her boyfriend Rick had just broken up and she said she would be alone for the holidays. "Not like I have such a sexy husband to come home to like you do." She had said. That got me thinking. I gathered up my cour- age and asked her to help me plan his holiday present. She was a little surprised at first but after I told her why I thought it would be so perfect for Mark - and especially at this point in our lives - she quickly agreed. "After all," she said. "Mark is a very sexy guy, if you don't mind me saying so." I didn't mind. In fact that's what made me realize that Brenda would be the perfect one to help me with my plans. A few weeks later Brenda and I went out shop- ping. Not Christmas shopping - well, not exactly. We went to a little cubby hole of an adult store on the other side of town. We kind of snuck in and were gig- gling like teenagers that were somewhere that they knew they shouldn't be. We finally calmed down and started looking around. The shop owner cast us an odd look, shook his head and went back to counting his inventory. I picked out a vibrator, a dildo and some lingerie for myself. Brenda found an adult video she said she'd been searching for a few months and grabbed a strap-on dildo, edible gels and some lingerie items too. We giggled again when we saw each others' choices and sort of wondered whether we were crazy or not. During our giggle fit Brenda had found a Santa hat and some aphrodisiac scented mistletoe and added it to her purchases. We laughed even harder. Again the shop owner looked at us like we were insane and rang up our purchases, dropping them into inconspicuous little brown bags. On the drive home we stopped at a neighbor- hood bar and had a few drinks while we discussed our plans for Mark's surprise evening. By this point we had stopped giggling and were getting a little more serious. Brenda asked if I was sure this was what I wanted to do and I nodded that I was. Then she said something that totally floored me. She said that she'd thought about the possibility of such an evening before, and blushed wildly. I blushed deeply, touched her hand gently and thanked her again for what she was doing for us. I told her that I didn't know how I would repay her. She told me not to worry, that she was as excited about this as I was. We laughed a little, but those childish giggles were gone for good. We were both beginning to look forward to Christmas like a couple of children. The excitement was beginning to build. Finally the day arrived. Mark went to the grocery store to pick up ingredients for my surprise dinner - he still didn't know that I knew! I called Brenda and she came over as fast as she could. We went into the bedroom and began to get ready. When we heard Mark's key in the door Brenda hid in the closet to wait for my signal. I couldn't stop smiling all through dinner. Mark kept looking at me curiously. He said I looked like the cat who swallowed the canary. I admitted that I felt like a child who was trying desperately to keep a Christmas secret but was about to blurt it all out just hours before the gifts would be given. He laughed a little and told me that he loved me at that moment more than he ever had in his life. I told him that I loved him too. We exchanged kisses over the remains of our meal and things began to heat up. Fortunately I remembered Brenda - still hid- ing in our closet - and told Mark to take a seat on the couch so I could bring him his present. He looked a little surprised because, as I said before, our gifts to each other weren't usually something you have to go get. I told him to relax and trotted off to our bed- room to finish getting ready. I pulled Brenda out of the closet. We smiled nervously at each other. Neither one of us had ever done anything like this before. We were excited, anxious and a little overwhelmed at what was about to happen. We exchanged hugs for confidence and good luck. Brenda reminded me to just relax and let things happen naturally. I wasn't entirely convinced that there was anything "natural" about what was about to happen but kept that thought to myself. I adjusted the little Santa had she had perched upon her head while I thought about what we were about to do. I wanted to create a memory for my husband that he would never forget. I wanted him to be able to look back on this evening one day when I was all bloated and nine months pregnant. I wanted him to remember the gift I gave to him. I hollered out to Mark and asked if he was ready. His voice cracked a little - perhaps in appre- hension - and he said that he was. Brenda and I took deep breaths, threw our little Santa bags full of sex toys over our shoulders and opened the bedroom door. The look on Mark's face was priceless. I wished I had remembered to have a camera handy to capture that look. His jaw dropped, his eyes nearly popped open and I swear I could see his cock harden through his jeans. I smiled and knew I had chosen the right "gift" this year. "What's this all about?" he asked, sub- consciously licking his lips. I could tell he was really turned on but seemed a little wary about what I meant for this to be. Perhaps he thought he was misunderstanding what Brenda and I meant to do for him. I decided to reassure him. "My gift to you, sweetheart, is an evening to remember. Brenda and I are prepared to perform for you - whatever your heart desires." I paused because he still looked confused. "What I mean is...we will do whatever you want tonight. No reservations. Under- stand?" He looked at me and was speechless. I saw it register in his head what he was about to be given. He giggled a little nervously - much as Brenda and I had giggled while planning the events - but soon recovered and said he understood. He said that he was just surprised and uncertain. Brenda stepped forward and began to empty her sack of goodies. She set them all out on the coffee table in front of Mark and told him what they all were for - in case he wasn't sure. I saw his eyes light up when she brought out the gels and the strap on and knew what we'd be using first. I began to unload my sack too and Mark looked utterly shocked. We had never used such appliances and toys before. I think he was amazed that I had bought them. "You choose what to use Mark," Brenda told him. "Michelle and I are willing to do whatever you wish. If you want to just watch - that's fine. If you want to get in on the action or orchestrate the whole thing - that's fine too. Where should we start?" That shocked look was back on his face but he sat forward and looked over the toys before him. He couldn't seem to choose. Finally he chose a little tube of strawberry flavored gel. Then he smiled the most wicked little grin - like nothing I'd ever seen on his face before. "I want you two to squirt a little gel on each others' pussies and then...then lick it all off. I want to watch you eat each other out." He said boldly. Then he looked a little unsure and asked, "That's okay isn't it?" Brenda and I laughed, a little nervously still, and said that it was. Mark opened up the sofa bed and I spread out a satin blanket over top of it. He took a seat on the Lazy-Boy across the room to get a better view. We pulled off the g-stings we had on but left on the stockings, garters and lingerie. Brenda opened up the gel and squirt a little onto her hand. She tossed me the tube and I took some as well. We exchanged nervous glances but laid down on the mattress and smeared the gel onto each other. The gel was icy cold yet felt good on my pussy. I have to admit I was already getting hot and a little wet just at the thought of trying something like this. I looked over at Mark and he was just grinning from ear to ear. That gave me a little more confidence to just let go and calm down. We positioned ourselves into a 69 position with Brenda on top and began licking the gel off. It certainly was strawberry and it tasted really good. The first thing I noticed was that Brenda was actually a "real blonde". Then I was surprised at the soft textures of Brenda's pussy under my tongue. It felt like licking the petals of a silken rose. I was surprised when I felt her clit harden under my tongue. I had heard that it happened when women were aroused but since this was the first pussy I had seen up close and personal, I really didn't know for sure until that moment. It felt sort of like a tiny erect cock. I nearly giggled at this thought but knew that it would spoil the moment. Meanwhile I was shocked at how turned on I was by what Brenda was doing to me! It was as if she'd done it dozens of times before - but I knew she hadn't. Neither one of us had ever done anything this uncon- ventional before. But it seemed as if she knew every little fold and crevice and instinctively knew where I liked to be licked the best. Feeling her broad, swift tongue working it's way up and down me was driving me wild. And when she finally found my clit and sucked on it gently, I thought I would lose my mind. I saw Mark get up from his chair out of the corner of my eye. He was grabbing something off of the coffee table. He came over and handed me one of the dildos we had purchased. He handed Brenda the strap on one. Then he went back to his seat. I wasn't quite sure how to start using this little gadget - I'd never even seen one before that day in the book store. I guess I was quite the sheltered little housewife. Before I could try though Brenda strapped hers on and began fucking me with hers. She slid that rubber cock in and out of me so expertly. It almost felt as if Mark were gently fucking me. Then she stroked fast and slow, then hard and soft. I started to instinctively put my legs together to come but stopped myself just short. I reached down and inserted my dildo into Brenda's pussy and heard her moan. She paused in what she was doing for a moment to savor the feeling. She sat up a little and arched her back, putting a little more pressure on the dildo to let me know that she liked it harder and deeper. I began fucking her harder and then surprised myself by reaching up to suckle her nipples at the same time. This was really wild! I looked over at Mark and saw that he had slipped off his jeans and underwear - I was amazed that I hadn't noticed before that moment - and was stroking himself while he watched us. That excited me even more and I could feel my pussy get wetter and hotter. He saw me look at him and looked back at me lustily. His eyes seemed to glaze over just a little and his face was flushed with excitement. "I love watching you suck her tits." He said to me. "Does she taste good? Do you like it?" All I could do was moan in agreement and fuck Brenda harder to show that I was enjoying it. For some reason I seemed to have lost all power to speak. Brenda apparently hadn't lost that ability because she was now nearly screaming for me to fuck her harder. I obliged. Soon I could feel her muscles tightening and heard her moan in orgasm. Brenda pushed my hand and the dildo away but continued to fuck me once again. She started rubbing my clit while she did and I began moaning and thrashing about on the bed. It felt amazing. Mark got up from his chair and came over to suck on my nipples. I knew I would come at any moment - what with Brenda fucking and licking me and my own husband licking and kissing my breasts. It was almost too much stimulation! In seconds my orgasm was pounding away inside me and I called our Mark's in my pleasure. I opened my eyes and looked up. He was just smiling at me. I sat up and Brenda and I looked at each other in amazement. Did that really just happen? It would totally change our friendship forever. Somehow we both just knew that. We looked over at Mark - who was still hard as a rock - and decided to give him some attention. We pulled him down onto the mattress and Brenda began sucking his cock and licking his balls. I kissed him deeply on the lips and our mouths opened and he seemed to enjoy tasting Brenda's pussy on my tongue. He sucked greedily on it before breaking off the kiss. "Sit on my face honey," he said. "I want to eat you while Brenda sucks me." He was getting bolder now. I was glad that he was relaxing and letting go a little more. Of course I obliged. Soon I was perched atop his face and was quivering with delight as I was eaten out for the second time that evening. I noticed the difference in the way my husband was licking me as opposed to Brenda's softer style. He penetrated me with his tongue and sucked roughly at my clit. Both were amazing sensations - just very different. Mark was just about ready to come when he told Brenda to stop going down on him. He got up and began to orchestrate our places and roles. He had Brenda lie down on the bed and had me climb on top her in a 69 fashion. We started licking each other eagerly without even being told. "Damn," said Mark. "I could come just watch- ing the two of you eat each other's pussies. My dick is so hard I think it's going to explode." Brenda and I finally did giggle a little at that comment - it sounded so much like a line from one of those oversexed teens movies - but continued on with our "work". Suddenly I felt Mark mount me from behind. He began fucking me while Brenda continued to go down on me. Oh my Lord it was heavenly! I could have died right then and been a happy woman for eternity. The feeling of a soft, swift tongue on the folds of my most sensitive places combined with the pumping and thrust- ing of my husband's engorged cock was something I wanted to last forever. Mark reached over and grabbed the tube of gel. He began rubbing it all over my ass and my ass- hole. For some reason just the sensation of that cool, gel on my ass turned me on and I began to buck wildly, fucking his cock harder and harder. I sucked on Brenda's clit and began to finger fuck her at the same time. I wanted to come again and again and again...and never ever stop fucking and get- ting fucked. Mark inched a finger inside my asshole - something we'd never done before either - and gently pushed it in and out. I was surprised at how erotic that sensation felt! Perhaps it was just another one of those taboo things, I don't know. All I know is that it turned me on and I began pushing myself against that finger harder and harder. That was all the encouragement he needed. Mark pulled his cock from my pussy and I moaned in protest. He rubbed my back and told me to calm down. Then I could feel him teasing my asshole with the tip of his dick. That little teasing heightened my sen- sitivity tenfold. Brenda began imitating the finger fucking I was doing to her, entering me with at least three fingers - maybe four. I moaned in ecstasy and began pumping against the thrusting of her hand. Finally Mark entered me. First he only put his cock in just a little bit, trying to get my virgin asshole used to the new feeling. I was amazed at his control and compassion even at such a height of arousal. I was quite a lucky woman to have such a considerate husband. He inched his way in little by little until he was all the way inside me. I reached over a little and grabbed a vibrating dildo that we hadn't used yet and began rubbing Brenda's clit with it yet still finger fucking her in perfect harmony to the thrusts Mark was making into my asshole. I switched on the vibrator and Brenda started moaning loudly. For a brief moment I wondered if the neighbors could hear anything, but then quickly lost any care over that possibility. Mark came in a loud, nearly screaming orgasm. I could feel the heat of him spurting inside me. Brenda began licking it off both my pussy and Mark's balls. It was a totally new turn on. I knew I was close to coming and pulled away from Mark as soon as I knew he was done. Brenda was ready to come again too. She turned around and got on top of me. She still had the strap on attached and mock "tit fucked" me with it. Mark sat up on the bed next to us to watch. Somehow his cock was still rock hard. Mark reached over and began to pinch and lick my nipples alternately. Brenda reached around with one hand and stuck the vibrating dildo into my pussy. The combination of sensations once again brought me to orgasms. I felt more totally satisfied that I had in a long time. Mark decided he owed Brenda an orgasm too. He took the vibrator away from me and began to fuck her with it hard yet gentle. The slow ministrations quick- ly brought her to her own coming which was explosive and sensuous to watch. I never realized how beautiful women look when they come. I hoped Mark thought I looked that good when I came. We fell on the bed together in a tangle of appendages. Mark smoothed my hair back against my scalp and kissed me sweetly on the ear lobe. Then he leaned over and kissed Brenda sweetly on the cheek - as if we were all still just good friends and we hadn't just been fucking each other all night. As if nothing had changed. "I want to thank you two for a most memorable Christmas gift." Mark said. "I just don't know how I could ever repay you for what you did. This was truly an extravagant gift." Brenda and I looked at each other and kind of grinned. "Oh, you could always make it up to us on New Year's Eve." I said. We all laughed and then all agreed that we would get together one last time to bring in the New Year. We all knew that our lives would all be changing soon after that and realized that it would probably be our last opportunity to be together. We all got up, dressed and finished off the meal that Mark had prepared in what seemed like a life- time before. We watched the Christmas parade on television together and then walked Brenda out to her car. We all exchanged kisses goodnight and wished each other a happy holiday. We never did get back together again after that New Year's Eve. Brenda married a nice guy who works with Mark about a year after that and I gave birth to a healthy baby boy just a few weeks after their wedding. We never told Brenda's husband - or anyone else - about the evenings we had shared. We shared a wonderfully erotic secret between the three of us. A memory that would remain with us for a lifetime. Christmas was never quite the same after that. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * KRISTEN’S LAW: It’s okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with strangers. But it isn’t okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with strangers!! You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it. OBEY KRISTEN'S LAW AND LIVE! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ______________________________________________________ Kristen's collection - Directory 8