Best Birthday Ever - Sex Stories

Best Birthday Ever

... “He’s as hard as hell.”

“Of course he is, that’s because of you. Let me help you.”

Elisa watches as I undo Eddie’s belt and unbutton his trousers. I pull down his zip. She doesn’t wait to be invited, and she slides her hand into his pants and takes hold of Eddie’s erection.

“Fuck, he’s hard.” She quickly looks around, checking to see if anyone is looking. The coast is clear so, with a little assistance from Eddie, we release his erection from the confines of his pants.

“As I said, he’s been on the edge for hours, he won’t take long.” She looks at me, then looks down at the cock in her hand, and then checks that no one can see. Her boyfriend joyfully fist-pumps the air, unaware of what his girlfriend is about to do. His favourite team must have scored.

“Well, it is his birthday,” she says and then returns her gaze to Eddie’s erection. One more quick look around and she shuffles her bottom so she can comfortably access his cock. And she looks up at me. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

Eddie

And nor can I. When Emma had asked me what I wanted for my birthday, I had jokingly said a blow-job. And as we had fucked, we had developed the idea. And now here I am, and I can’t believe it either.

“Is that nice my darling?” Emma is leaning against my arm and smiling at me, and I kiss her. “Isn’t she beautiful Eddie?” and she strokes Elisa’s face, brushing her hair away so we both can see her and my cock, sliding into her mouth. And Emma is right, she is ...

... beautiful.

Emma continues to stroke Elisa’s head and her face, running her fingers along her cheek and her lips, feeling my cock as it slips in and out of her mouth and I stroke her shoulders and her back, my hand moving down her body.

Elisa is now sucking me deep and uses her hand to stroke my balls, and, as she shifts her body so she is more comfortable, I take the opportunity to run my hand down her body and over her hip. She looks up at me, briefly allowing my cock to leave her lips and runs her hand over my helmet, circling my helmet with her fingers.

She shifts her body again and, as I move my hand onto her perfect ass, she smiles at me and whilst still looking at me, she slips my cock back into her mouth and presses her head down, taking it all in.

I quickly glance at Emma. She is staring at the scene below the table and she turns and smiles.

“Oh, fucking hell Eddie, I bet that's good?”

I can only moan, as I can feel my balls begin to tighten and, as Elisa’s head begins to bob up and down on my cock, I manage to slip my hand further down and lift her dress. And, as my hand strokes her and squeezes her naked ass, I know I am about to cum.

Emma

“Fuck, I’m cumming. Oh, fuck,” and Eddie groans, his head rocking backwards.

I am still stroking Elisa’s hair and I gently put my hand on the back of her head. I want her to take his cum but I didn’t need to hold her there. As Eddie groans and moans, and jerks his hips, Elisa keeps him deep in her mouth, as I ...