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My Most Exquisite Orgasm
by Suspensexprt (suspensexprt@aol.com)

***

I'm always in search of the best orgasm possible. Most 
of it is true. (MF, mast, oral, mc, rom)

***

My most unforgettable orgasm happened on New Years Day 
2006. Early in the evening of New Years Eve, my husband 
Lew and I had dinner at home and decided we would stay 
home for the night. We had spent so many of our New 
Years celebrations out with friends that by now we were 
inclined to spend more time together.

Lew spent a little while at the computer this afternoon 
and printed out some messages. It wasn’t until after 
dinner that I saw the first one. Each one had a "time 
to be opened" note on the front. He gave me all four of 
them and the first one said "Open anytime." When I 
opened the first one, it read, "This is to let you know 
that the New Year’s Eve celebration will begin at 11:25 
pm tonight. Plan for an adventurous evening. May your 
New Year cum in great intensity."

The way he spelled cum gave me a hint of what we would 
most likely be doing tonight.

I put the notes on a small rolling table near the TV. 
Lew also placed the TV remote on that table and a 
videocassette in the VCR, but didn’t turn it on. We 
relaxed, watched TV, did a little reading, I worked on 
a jigsaw puzzle and sooner than I expected, the digital 
clock near the TV said it was 11:25. That’s when he put 
two old wooden chairs side by side several feet in 
front of the TV.

"Open at 11:25 pm," was written on the second note. So 
I did that and I read what was written:

"Both of you remove all of your clothes (Socks or 
slippers are OK). Pour a glass of wine for each of you 
and relax for about twenty minutes while sitting on the 
two chairs facing the TV. You can kiss and fondle each 
other if you like but don’t get too hot. Remember, no 
one is to cum until after midnight."

The note continued, "Turn on the VCR, but not the TV, 
and listen to the sounds from the tape. No picture, 
just sound. This is a recording of seven men and eight 
women taking part in a lavish Roman style orgy. Just 
relax, listen to their sexy sounds and sip your wine. 
Open the next note at 11:45."

Two soft cushions were on the old chairs and we sat 
along side each other, arm in arm, and sipped our wine. 
Curiosity was building up in me to try and guess what 
the people at the orgy were doing by judging the sounds 
they were making. There were grunts and moans and some 
small screams. It sounded as if some of these were in 
time with the rhythm of fucking, but I couldn’t be 
sure. Then I heard a slapping sound, which made me 
think of the sound made by two bodies meeting each 
other at the bottom of a stroke of intercourse, when 
the man’s hips slap against the woman’s butt. The sound 
had a beat to it and I could hear a girl’s moan right 
after each slap.

It was a fast twenty minutes. Just about time for each 
of us to have two small glasses of wine. When the clock 
read 11:45, I opened the next note.

"11:45 pm: Cindy, sit on an easy chair while Lew 
arranges the wooden chairs for the new scene. When he 
is done, help him lie on the new "bed" he just made for 
himself and you can open the next message at 11:50. If 
there is time, some kissing is allowed."

I moved over to the small easy chair and watched as Lew 
put one of the chairs about four feet in front of the 
TV facing away from the screen. The other chair was 
placed a little more than two feet from the first chair 
but facing the TV. From this I got the idea that we 
would both sit on the chairs but one of us wouldn’t be 
able to see the screen.

Next, Lew picked up a short smooth narrow board made of 
oak and placed it like a bridge across the seats of 
both chairs.

I guess this is what was meant in the note, by "his 
bed,"

Facing away from the TV, Lew straddled the rearmost 
chair and sat down. His arms reached out. I saw what he 
meant by "helping him lie down on his new bed." His 
legs were curled around the back of the chair as I held 
his arms and he lowered himself to lie face up on the 
bridge of narrow oak. The chairs were spaced so that 
the top of his head was even with the front edge of the 
seat closest to the TV.

He asked me to make sure to see that there was plenty 
of room between his shoulders and the front chair. I 
kneeled down to him and said, "About a foot." "That’s 
plenty," he said. There was time for only one small 
kiss. It was already 11:50.

I opened the note marked 11:50. There were several 
times, each with instructions but divided by large line 
spaces.

"11:50 pm. Do only one thing at a time then read on. 
You both now will work together to achieve the 
following result.

1). Cindy, first, you will straddle Lew’s neck (facing 
the TV)."

Without thinking, I swung my right leg and moved it 
over across his chest and put my foot down on the floor 
to his left. I was facing the TV. The minute my foot 
touched the floor, I had my first realization of what 
was happening. How did I get here? I was naked. Without 
bending my knees, my pussy was only an inch away from 
his lips. When I realized that, I started to get really 
excited. He planned it this way. For me, it was instant 
arousal. I felt the start of throbbing in my cunt and 
froze in place with all kinds of crazy thoughts.

Adding to the thrill, I felt his shoulders touching the 
back of my legs just below my butt and I could feel his 
ears touching the inside of my thighs, but I couldn’t 
feel the board because it was narrower than his head or 
neck. I felt like my pussy must have looked like one of 
those gold fish with its lips opening and closing. It 
started to really get wet. Then I felt his hands 
squeezing my butt.

To get my mind away from everything going on below my 
waist, I grabbed my breasts and started squeezing. 
Looking down, I saw his smiling eyes and it occurred to 
me that all he could see was my cunt, belly and tits 
and my eyes. It was hard to believe I could get turned 
on so fast. I started breathing hard. I had to do 
something, so I went back to reading the note.

The note continued,
"2). You should now be positioned in such a way as to 
be able to move your pussy back and forth over his face 
without too much effort or strain. Hold on to the chair 
in front to steady yourself. That should give you 
perfect motion control. Make any needed adjustments to 
the chairs now. There’s no rush. Just make leisure 
movements. Remember, no cumming until after midnight. 
Start your bumping and grinding whenever you’re ready. 
Read the last part at 11:55."

I looked at the clock. It was 11:53. No adjustment was 
needed. For two minutes I was able to rub my pussy on 
his mouth. Fortunately, he hadn’t used his tongue, yet. 
I wouldn’t have been able to take that without cumming. 
Ooh, it felt so good, I thought it best to follow the 
messages or I might miss something more exciting so I 
read on:
"11:55 pm. The TV remote control should be on the front 
chair. Press TV to turn the TV on (the second button 
from the bottom on the left side) and you should now be 
able to see the orgy. However, you will only be able to 
watch it for three or four minutes because at 11:59 . . 
."

I pushed the correct button and slowly the picture came 
into view. There were all kinds of sex acts going on. 
The first one I saw was a kneeling man on the left 
sucking a girl’s pussy. She was lying down. He was 
flicking his tongue on her clit. Then he pulled at her 
cunt lips with his mouth. 

Slowly the camera panned right. As she lie there, she 
in turn was sucking the nipple of another girl who was 
on her knees and dangling her tits above the first 
girl’s head. The camera panned upward to the second 
girl’s face and you could watch her sucking the big 
hard cock of another man kneeling alongside. The camera 
panned along her body until it showed a third man was 
fucking her doggie style. You could hear the sounds I 
mentioned earlier. "Slap, slap, slap."

The sight of all this activity made me feel like I was 
a part of the orgy. Here I was naked, my cunt above my 
husband’s face. It all was turning me on. I joined in. 
I started sliding my wet pussy all over Lew’s face. I 
even reached down and spread my cunt lips to see how 
far I could stick his nose into me. I slid my clit from 
the tip of his nose to his eyebrows. Back and forth, 
back and forth, back and forth, oh, that felt great!

I tried grinding against his jaw as if it were the head 
of a hard cock. Glancing down at Lew’s face, I could 
see the dancing reflections from the TV in all the 
shining wetness from my dripping wet pussy. I was 
getting hotter and hotter. Lew reached up and twisted 
my nipples. He knew that drove me wild. I didn’t think 
I could avoid cumming now, but my concentration was 
interrupted when Lew asked, "What time is it?"

I replied, "11:58, No, it just flipped, 11:59."

I read the last part of the note.

"11:59 pm. Press stop VCR (the green button with the 
black square) on the right side. Channel 7 should be on 
and the fire works will start in a minute or so. 
Hopefully, so will yours.

12:00 am. Happy New Year! Enjoy! Stay on top of Lew for 
all of 2006."

That was the last button and last note. When I pushed 
that button, the orgy disappeared and channel 7 came on 
with a helicopter view of Chicago’s lakefront just 
south of Navy Pier. An announcer was saying, "We’re 
nearly there. The count-down is about to start."

Breathing hard, I started slowly grinding again. My 
whole body was on fire. I felt Lew grab my nipples 
again and gently twist them some more. I started 
moaning, "Oooh! Ooooh! Mmmm."

I felt his tongue start to get wild. I moaned some 
more. 

The announcer started counting down, "Ten, nine, 
eight..." With each count I slid my cunt harder against 
Lew’s mouth. At the same time he pushed his tongue into 
me as far as he could to the same counts. "Seven, six, 
five four, three, two, one... Happy New Year."

I exploded. I screamed. On screen, fireworks went off. 
They reflected from the water just south of the pier. 
At the sights and sounds of the fireworks exploding, 
spasms of orgasm shook my hips. Some of the fireworks 
timed themselves with my spasms. Lew timed his tongue 
movement to happen a few seconds after each climactic 
shock started to slow down. His tongue would start them 
up all over again making the orgasm last that much 
longer. 

I was now uncontrollably shuddering and yelling. I 
thought I would faint and fall on top of him. I lost 
track of time. Every inch of my body was on fire. My 
pussy was the hottest. His tongue was relentless. It 
caused such strong pulsations in my cunt I tried to 
stop it by pushing down harder on his mouth. The harder 
I pushed, the more his tongue wiggled and pushed back. 
As the orgasm finally started to recede, my cunt was 
still pulsating.

Lew moved his lips higher to encircle my clit. He 
sucked it in, and then out, in and out, in and out, I 
exploded again. This must be how a guy felt when his 
cock was being sucked! I had to stop soon or I would go 
crazy. My fireworks didn’t want to stop. Lew’s tongue 
wouldn’t let them. He wouldn’t stop licking. All I 
could do was hang on to the back of the chair.

When the orgasm finally faded, I slowly lifted my right 
leg back over his chest so that I was standing on his 
right side. I was glad I didn’t pass out on top of him. 
I knelt down, closed my eyes and placed my left cheek 
on the right side of his chest. I could feel his hard 
right nipple against my cheek. A few seconds later I 
opened my eyes and there about two feet away from my 
face I saw his cock standing straight up, like an 
Apollo rocket at Cape Canaveral, ready to launch.

Instinctively, I reached down and stroked him with my 
right hand. I didn’t realize he was so close to 
cumming, but when I touched him his legs came together 
and he hooked them over the top of the wooden chair and 
his hips rose at least four inches from the chair. His 
whole body stiffened and a yell erupted from his lips. 
I started stroking his hard cock a little faster and he 
yelled louder.

He exploded at the same time the fireworks went into 
their grand finale. It was really awesome. When the 
first spurt of cum shot up, it only went an inch or so 
above the tip his prick and fell on his belly. But the 
awesome part was that the colors of the fireworks on 
the TV were being reflected in the spurts of his cum. 
They seemed to explode with the sounds or blasts on the 
screen. There were about four altogether. The first one 
was orange, the second a blue green. Then a red one. 
The last one was white. Three of them landed and made 
little puddles on his belly. I didn’t see where the 
last one went. I could see the changing reflections of 
the screen shining in the puddles.

His grand finale finished, his hips slowly sank back to 
the chair with him exclaiming, "Wow!"

I noticed two of the puddles on his belly were merging 
together to make one larger puddle. I watched the 
dancing light show on his belly for a minute or so, and 
then I lowered my head toward the bigger puddle, stuck 
my tongue in the center and began making a little 
circle just to taste. It tasted good. Then I opened my 
mouth wide to cover the whole puddle and slowly closed 
my lips scooping the juice up on to my tongue and into 
my mouth. My lips searched for his mouth and when I 
found it, I kissed him lightly. Soon, as if he knew 
what was coming, he pushed his tongue between my lips 
and we did a French kiss.

Our tongues danced and swirled with the juice mingling 
in our mouths. Raising my head, I let a drop or two 
drip back onto his chin. Then, with a lick or two I 
licked his chin clean and we both swallowed. He kept 
his eyes closed so that he wouldn’t know what to expect 
next.

Moving back down over his belly, I solved the mystery 
of where the fourth spurt of cum fell. It really didn’t 
spurt, it dripped, like a large drop of wax going down 
the side of a candle, down from the top of his cock and 
it gathered in a little pool at the depression just 
above the root of his prick. There must have been 
nearly a teaspoonful there. It overflowed a little and 
some of it ran down one side toward his balls. 

I wiped some off by using my tongue on his balls. Then, 
impulsively, I leaned forward and dipped my right tit 
into the pool and as I hoped, the texture of it was so 
syrupy much of it stuck to my nipple. As I moved toward 
his head a long string of cum, gleaming from the light 
of the TV, came with my nipple but then broke and 
streaked his belly. 

When I had my tit over his mouth a very large drop 
strung down and landed on his lips. His mouth opened 
and he used his tongue to try and wipe it away. He must 
have been surprised by the larger than expected amount. 
As his mouth opened I fed my nipple into it before he 
could say anything. He stiffened and held still for a 
long moment as if he was deciding whether he really 
wanted to do this. In a moment he started to suck and 
lick as if he were starving.

This sudden activity started to turn me on. My cunt 
started to pulse again, so I reached down to 
masturbate. When he cleaned off my tit, I felt so good 
I rubbed both of my tits in the puddles left on his 
belly and brought them up to his mouth. He licked one 
clean first, and then the other. 

I came again. It wasn’t as intense but it still felt 
great and tingled for a long time. It was like watching 
the lightning in the distance after a storm had past. 
In several minutes we both finally reached a calm, 
restful feeling. I glanced at the clock, it was 12:20, 
but it seemed like the whole episode took hours.

Now you know why I can’t wait until next New Years Day, 
on the other hand, the Fourth of July usually has 
longer fireworks and gets here sooner!

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