Birthday Suit

Lorna had been dropping all kinds of hints about her surprise for my upcoming thirtieth birthday, but nothing that gave me even the slightest clue as to what she had in mind. I wonder if I would have gone along with it if I had known what was in store for me.


Lorna was a beautiful sexy coworker with whom I had been having an imaginary torrid affair for the last six weeks. We had first started exchanging racy pictures and raunchy jokes which we had downloaded from the Internet to each other on our inter-office email as a way of getting a rise out of each other during lulls in our work.

As time progressed, the emails became more and more explicit, and the jokes more and more raunchy. Finally, we had dared each other to replace the downloaded pictures with pictures of ourselves.

Lorna took the dare first by sending me a snapshot of herself wearing a very transparent blouse and no bra. Up to now, I had never seen any part of Lorna's body that wasn't revealed by the clothes she wore in the office. She usually dressed in a very prim manner, with her blouses buttoned all the way up and her skirts down to mid calf. Only once had I gotten a look at her cleavage when she wore a sweater with a scoop neck that revealed about two inches of her rounded breasts tightly squeezed together in what must have been a push-up bra.

When I downloaded the see through picture she had emailed me, I got an instant erection. The color photograph clearly revealed her very large puffy nipples sitting proudly erect on her amazingly firm looking pear shaped breasts without even a hint of sag. The color of her nipples were a muted complement to her dark auburn hair which she wore at shoulder length. The look on her face was one of pure sexuality and challenge, as she had obviously taken the picture to provoke me to top her in explicitness when I responded.

I responded with a picture I had all set to go, in which I was wearing a pair of speedo swim trunks with my erect cock clearly outlined by the tight fabric.

Her response on the following Monday morning was an extreme close-up of one of her succulent puffy nipples. It was life-sized and looked real enough to suck right there on my computer screen.

I responded the next day with another picture of myself in my speedos; this time with about two inches of my erect cock protruding out the top of the trunks.

She emailed me back the next day with a series of pictures of herself fully nude. The first one showed her thick thatch of pubic hair, and the succeeding pictures showed her in various stages of shaving it all off except for a small auburn tuft at the top of her slit. She had certainly made a quantum leap from see through boobs to nipple close-up to fully nude and shaved pussy. Her naked breasts in these pictures were even more inviting, as the amazing puffiness of her nipples was even more enticing in the context of her fully naked body. Lorna was in excellent shape, and there wasn't an ounce of unnecessary fat to be seen anywhere on her petite five foot frame.

At first, I was at a loss at how I should respond to the sexy pictures she had sent . I didn't think that a close-up of my erect cock would be a very interesting contribution to our visual foreplay. And a full body shot of me nude didn't seem adequate either. Our usual lag time for responding to each other's emails was one day, but on occasion we had responded immediately, and a few times we had taken several days. In fact, the time between our emails discussing this change in format and the initial email of the first picture from Lorna had been three days.

I emailed her back that her pictures had been so good that I needed some time to come up with an adequate response. She replied that I should take my time if I needed it, but that it had better be worth the wait.

After choosing and rejecting several possibilities, I finally knew what I would send her. I got together what I needed and took several pictures until I felt that I had an adequate response to her incredible pictures.

On Friday morning, I emailed her about twenty pictures of myself completely naked and holding a life-sized fuck doll that I had purchased from a local adult book store near my home. The first picture just showed me and the doll side by side. The next picture showed my erect cock in the fuck doll's mouth. This was followed by a couple of close up shots of my cock halfway in, then all the way in the doll's mouth. Then I was in her pussy for several shots that showed my cock at several stages of penetration. Then my cock was shoved into the doll's ass in several penetrating shots. Finally, the last few shots showed me on my knees with a strap-on dildo attached to the fuck doll imbedded to various depths in my ass, followed by several pictures of me sucking on the dildo.

Lorna emailed me back right away, saying that she thought that our email messaging had gone about as far as we could take it without our relationship turning from cerebral to physical. She suggested a one week moratorium on our messages while she set something up for my birthday which was the following Friday. "Don't plan anything for Friday evening," she wrote, "I'm' planning something for your birthday that you'll never forget."

Every day during the following week, Lorna would send me an email dropping hints about what was in store for me without mentioning anything specific. The final message on Thursday said, "make sure that you get a good night's sleep, because you're going to need all of your strength for tomorrow night."

I still had no clue what she had in mind, but my mind was filled with countless exciting possibilities, many of them featuring those beautiful puffy nipples. I jerked myself off to fantasies of Lorna's perfect tits and fell into a restful sleep in anticipation of what was to come the following night when Lorna helped me to celebrate my birthday.

The next day, Lorna wasn't in the office. One of the secretaries said that she had called in sick and asked her to give me her apologies. I was crushed. The past week of anticipation, fueled by Lorna's daily teases had left me in a state of heightened sexual readiness that nothing but my long awaited tryst with Lorna would satisfy.

I halfheartedly went through the motions of my job that day, not knowing or caring if I had avoided making any mistakes that would inevitably result in unpaid overtime to correct them during the following week. At the end of the day, I just wanted to get out of there, pick up a couple of six packs on the way home, and drink myself into oblivion.

As I was in the process of locking up my office for the night, my boss, Fred, approached me with a big smile on his face and said, "The office scuttlebutt is that today is your birthday. Is that right, Mark?"

My first inclination was to lie and say that the scuttlebutt was mistaken, but I knew that the only office scuttlebutt he had gotten the information from had been my personnel file. He was a retired Navy commander, and loved to drop naval terms like scuttlebutt and keel haul, and pipe down when he held office staff meetings. So I meekly nodded that, yes, today was my birthday, but that as I had nothing special planned for it, I was just going to go home and watch television.

"Nonsense!" He said, "I won't hear of it. No member of my crew is going to spend his birthday watching television alone at home as long as I'm in command of this ship! Get yourself together matey, you and I are going to celebrate your birthday, and we're going to do it up brown."

I inwardly groaned at the uninviting prospect of spending the entire evening with this jovial buffoon listening to an endless stream of naval argot; but I knew that there was no turning him down. He had always treated me well, and had seen to it that I had received several promotions so that I remained on his team as he rose through the company ranks to upper level management. I owed him, even if it meant that I had to fake jollity and let him treat me on my birthday when I was feeling worse than miserable and only wanted to go home and get blissfully drunk.

"We'll take my car." He said, as he took me by the elbow and steered me to the bank of elevators which would take us down 38 stories to the parking garage.

We worked in downtown Los Angeles, and the traffic, as always, was bumper to bumper until we got out of the downtown area and on to the 10 East. I hadn't bothered to ask him where we were going, because I really couldn't have cared less. I just wanted this evening to be over as soon as possible.

"I need to make a quick stop before we go to the restaurant." He said. I promised my sister that I would help her hook up her new DVD player and I almost completely forgot about it. It will only take a few minutes."

"Fine", I said, " no problem. I'll just wait in the car."

"No, don't do that. Come on in and meet my sister. I've mentioned you to her several times, and I'm sure that she would enjoy meeting you."

"I was beginning to feel even more trapped into a waking nightmare of having to endure a painfully mundane observance of my birthday which was supposed to have been an unforgettable experience. But, having no choice in the matter, I agreed to join him in his visit to his sister.

He pulled off the freeway in West Covina and made several turns onto side streets in a very pleasant looking neighborhood, then pulled into a long driveway next to a moderately expensive looking house.

We got out of the car and went up to the front door. He rang the doorbell, and we heard a female voice calling, "Come on in, sweetie. I'll be right with you."

We entered into a large, comfortable looking living room with two overstuffed sofas and several matching easy chairs. There were tasteful paintings, landscapes, and one really lovely painting of a shapely and attractive nude woman reclining on a rug in front of a fireplace that looked very similar to the fireplace in the corner of the living room.

"That's Sis." Fred said. "Isn't she something?"

"Er, yes," I stammered, "That's a very nice painting."

"I'm glad you like it. " I heard an unusually deep female voice say as a tall , attractive clothed facsimile of the nude in the picture strode into the room carrying a tray of drinks and offering me one. "I'm Fran. Nice to finally meet you, Mark."

I took the proffered drink and took a sip of it, discovering that it was a delicious mint julep laced with what I guessed was very high quality vodka. I drank it greedily, not having realized how parched I had been. 'Thanks, Nice to meet you Fran," I finally managed to blurt. This is delicious."

"Make yourself comfortable, Mark," Fred said. Fran will keep you company while I work on the DVD. Won't you , Fran?"

"Sure thing, sweetie." Fran purred at him.

After Fred was gone, Fran turned to me and said, "Freddie tells me that today is your birthday. Is that right?"

"Yes," I replied, but it's no big deal.

"Don't say that! "She pouted. " Everyone should get to feel special on their birthday. Don't you want to feel special today?"

"Well, I did have some plans, but they fell through at the last moment, so I think Fred took pity on me and invited me to go out to dinner with him." I confessed.

"Poor baby," She said in a slightly mocking tone. "Oh well, even dinner with Freddie is better than nothing, isn't it?"

"Oh, sure, I didn't mean to imply..."

"Don't worry about it. I know what Freddie is like, but he really means well. "She said, winking slyly at me.

"Can I give you a birthday gift?" She suddenly asked me as the thought had apparently suddenly popped into her mind.

"You don't have to do that," I protested. You don't even know me.

"I insist. And don't worry, it won't cost me a thing. Close your eyes for a minute and I'll give you my surprise gift." She said as she gently put her hand to my eyelids and pushed them to a closed position. "Just stay like that for a little bit."

With my eyes closed, the potency of the vodka in the mint julep that I had been steadily drinking began to hit me and I felt a bit light headed.

"Okay. Now you can open your eyes." She said. When I opened my eyes, I saw, about six inches from my face, two naked perfect puffy nippled breasts that I knew had to belong to Lorna. I tipped my head back and looked up into her beautiful smiling face as she giggled, "Happy birthday, Mark! Aren't you going to kiss them?" Then she stepped forward and rubbed her soft puffy breasts in my now smiling, tear streaked face.

I Took one of her incredibly soft nipples into my mouth and slurped and tongued and sucked it as if I were partaking of the elixir of life. I couldn't get enough of it, but I wanted to taste the other one too. So I switched my attentions to the other breast while I grasped the now slobber-wet first one and gently squeezed it as a I sucked and nuzzled at its twin. Lorna moaned and swayed as I worshipped her perfect breasts, until she finally reached down and pulled my face away.

"My pussy needs some attention too." She moaned, then reached down and took my hand and pulled me up out of my seat. "Come with me." She said, pulling me along after her and into a hallway which led to several closed doors. She opened the last door and pulled me through into a bedroom with a huge king-sized bed with only a sheet covering the huge mattress. She laid down on the bed with her knees hanging over the foot of the mattress and spread her legs wide apart. "Lick me. " She groaned.

Her already drenched pussy gave me all the proof I needed that she was in an extremely high state of arousal from my attention to her succulent nipples. And when I gently started to explore her smooth shaved pussy with my tongue, she began to twitch and spasm, already pushed over the top and wracked with a violent orgasm that had her thrashing around so wildly that it was all I could do to hold on to her. I pushed first one, then two fingers into her throbbing pussy to feel the fierce contractions caused by her orgasmic spasms. As her vaginal muscles gripped my fingers in a rapid series of contractions, her abdominal muscles bunching in a tight mound, she moaned and wailed in ecstasy in a series of powerful orgasms that went on and on until she finally pushed my head and hands away , curled into a fetal position and became very still.

"Wow!" I thought to myself, "I barely touched her and look what happened. She must have been really worked up thinking about our finally getting together to have been so turned on by my licking her tits.

"Wow! That was really something!" I heard from the doorway where Fran stood wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around her waist. Her firm breasts were capped by very pink erect conical nipples that revealed her obvious start of arousal. "Now it's my turn."

She walked over to where I stood and dropped to her knees in front of me. "I Need to get you ready for Lorna's pussy while she takes a little time out. It's all part of what Lorna has planned for your birthday surprise, so just relax and enjoy yourself. You're in for the time of your life." She thrust her breasts in my face and I sucked and nibbled on her rubbery nipples for several minutes until she pulled me off of them and said, "Don't worry, there will be plenty of time for that later on."

She unfastened my belt and unzipped my pants. Then she reached inside my shorts to find my already turgid cock. She grasped it in one hand, and used the other hand to tug at my pants and shorts till they were down around my ankles. She then helped me out of my shoes and pulled my pants and shorts the rest of the way off. She turned her attention to my shirt, and within a few moments, I was totally naked in front of her. She laid me back on the bed next to Lorna who was still curled in the fetal position. She pulled off my socks, then began to slowly lick her way up from my toes to my cock which she finally took hungrily into her warm mouth.

She then began to bob her head slowly up and down, taking my cock all the way in till I could feel it at the back of her throat, then back out till just the head was in her mouth. She tongued the head, then repeated the downward motion on my cock. It felt wonderful, and I didn't know how much of it I could take before losing control and shooting my load into her mouth.

Just when I was beginning to feel that I would soon be past the point of no return, Lorna rolled onto her back and moaned, "Fuck me now, Mark! I need to have you in me right now."

With this, Fran pulled her mouth off of my thoroughly aroused cock and said, "Go for it, big boy."

I Rolled over onto my belly and rose up till I was over the now supine Lorna. I kissed her gently and she responded hungrily with her arms around me, whispering, "Please fuck me, Mark. I can't wait any longer." Her legs were wide open as I positioned myself between them while pausing a moment to kiss each of her nipples. I edged up toward her until my cock was at the opening of her still sopping pussy and slowly entered her, marveling at the extreme warmth of her snug pussy. As I began slowly moving in and out of her, she moved up to meet me on the inward thrust and matched her rhythm to my own so that we were moving together in a gentle dance of love.

All of a sudden, I felt Fran probing around my ass hole with her fingers. I felt some kind of wetness being applied to it and then felt a finger slowly sliding into my ass. Remembering that Fran had told me that this was all part of Lorna's surprise for my birthday, I didn't protest to her invasion of my ass hole, and actually enjoyed the feeling of her finger as it slowly slid in and out of my ass. I kept up my rhythm of fucking the responsive Lorna while Fran continued to finger my ass hole. I was beginning to get lost in the exquisite feeling of fucking Lorna whom I had lusted after since first meeting her several months earlier. I had really never dreamed that this moment would actually come.

I vaguely noticed that Fran seemed to have more than just one finger in my ass hole, and that she seemed to be probing deeper than before, and that a lot more lubricant was being applied to my ass hole. But I turned my attention back to Fucking Lorna as her responses were becoming more and more impassioned.

I suddenly felt Fran behind me. She reached in front of me and gripped me around the waist. Then I felt something soft and warm probing my ass hole, and then slowly entering it. Then I knew what was happening. Obviously, Fran had donned a strap-on dildo and was going to fuck me with it while I fucked Lorna. Wow! Lorna had really come up with quite a birthday surprise for me!

Fran slowly worked the dildo into my ass hole until it seemed to be all the way in my ass. It was a lot longer and thicker than the one I had used on my fuck doll, but the copious amount of lubricant she had used had enabled her to get it into my ass with almost no discomfort other than a brief twinge when the head of it passed through my sphincter. She began to match her rhythm of fucking my ass with the rhythm Lorna and I had established.

The feeling of fucking Lorna and being ass fucked by Fran with a strap-on dildo was amazing. And Fran's dildo had such a natural feel to it that I could almost imagine that I was being fucked by a real cock. This was something that I had often fantasized about but had never done anything to make it happen in real life. This was certainly the next best thing, and Lorna had lovingly arranged it for my birthday.

We continued in our three-way fuck for several minutes, the sensations from fucking Lorna and being ass fucked by Fran brought me to a point where I knew that I wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. As I quickened my pace, Lorna sensed that I was on the verge of coming and answered my more rapid thrusting with her own hip thrusts. Fran picked up her pace as well, stroking in and out of my ass faster and faster as Lorna and I built up to the moment of release.