Shireen's Story

Unbelievably excited, I got up and quickly undressed, my dick rock hard as I moved in front of her. Hernan had positioned himself behind her back, reaching out front and cleaning her body with a towel, while recuperating from the blow job he had just received. Shireen grabbed onto my penis with one hand and began sucking. I could not believe how good it felt and boy did I feel like kicking myself for not insisting on this treatment in the many years of marriage we already had experienced. Still, it was definitely a case of better late than never, and the heat of the moment caused me to gush forth in her mouth, almost without warning. However, as Hernan was sitting right behind, not giving her much room to pull back, as my load left me penis she had no option but to keep sucking and swallowing for a while. Releasing my dick, she gave me a playful bite on the end, which both hurt and put an exclamation point on the performance.

It was time for things to move forward and I sat behind Shireen, who had returned to the bed after taking a quick break to clean out her mouth. Cradling her upper body, while lasciviously prying open her legs, I presented her cunt to him. Hernan grabbed a condom, from a strip containing about a dozen that I had placed next to the bed. He slowly inserted his dick and started pumping her from behind, as she had turned around to deep kiss me. After a little time, Hernan pulled out from her and flopped down next to me. Shireen got on top, inserted his cock inside her pussy, and started bouncing up and down, letting him soak in the sight of her unfettered breasts moving in rhythm with their exertions. Hernan turned her over and their mouths came together as his thrusting increased in speed. A deep moan escaped from her mouth and Hernan tensed as he released his load into the condom. My wife had taken a giant leap forward in her sexual enlightenment.

While Hernan recovered, I got up and slowly inserted my throbbing cock into Shireen's wet pussy. She had appeared drained when he had pulled out, but quickly began to match my gusto as I took my turn. Before long, I had emptied myself into her willing insides and she had responded by raking her nails across my bare back.

Shireen lay on her back and we came to her sides and began to alternatively finger her pussy, massage her legs and suck her boobs. At the same time, all three of us kept grabbing finger foods from the platters brought in by room service, and feeding each other as we also slaked our sexual appetites.We continued this treatment her until she had a number of orgasms. Between the food and the sex, we were pretty tired and sleep came quickly. When I awoke I found Shireen sandwiched between us, lying face down, but with each of her hands resting on our cocks. I imagine she was giving us a hand job in her sleep. Soon Hernan and Shireen also awoke and sensing that things were coming to a close soon, he mounted her again, slowly bringing her to another climax.

In the shower together, Shireen soaped both of us and we returned the compliment to her. Even after the exercise, I was able to rise to the occasion as Shireen gave me another worthy blow job. Hernan dick also released a wee bit of juice as she gave him a hand job. Having cleaned up and dressed, Shireen gave a nice long kiss to Hernan. As he bid us farewell, heading back to Tampa, after we made it clear that this had been a special occasion occurrence only and not something we would be routinely doing over the remaining days of our trip to Florida.

"So how did you like your anniversary present?" I wanted her opinion. We were lying in bed the next morning, still recovering from the exertions of the day before, but aroused enough that my fingers were tightly inserted into her pussy.

"Jaan, you need to pay a lot more attention to me," Shireen replied, suggestively rubbing her hands over her breasts and crotch, "I could easily get used to treatments like Hernan every other day!"

Our love making improved greatly for a while. Shireen retained some of her old conservative ways, but I could sense that a new sense of liberty was just simmering under the surface. As for Hernan, now that I had seen my ultimate fantasy carried out to fruition, I could not care less if I ever saw him again!

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IV -- Shireen Sends a Surprise Gift

The trouble with sexual experiences of increasing intensity is that you are always faced with what to do next. Was it any surprise that we had pleasant times reminiscing about our adventures, but would inevitably hit blank walls when either of us wondered how to spice things up again.

By now, Shireen had become much less conservative and was comfortable wearing shorts and tops at home, though still went out well relatively covered. That she appeared to be getting worldly wise and taking an interest in a growing range of topics convinced me that helping her awaken certain feelings of liberation and defeating undue inhibitions had been good for us both.

Yet I was wondering what the subsequent thrill could be, and had the sense that Shireen was awaiting our next anniversary with anticipation and concern in varying measures. Where could we be looking to next, voyeurism, sensuality and extra-maritality having all been broached. Take it from me, I had enjoyed Shireen's acquiescence to what I had been suggesting, but I was not all too keen for her to start fucking all and sundry either.

As if adding fuel to the fire, the office scheduled a hectic travel program, much of which occurred the very weekend of our next anniversary. To a great extent, I was relieved that being out of town and out of sight to boot, a major surprise would not be expected from me. Shireen was strangely unperturbed by the fact that we probably would not have anything going on this year or maybe she was waiting for a real surprise. As per practice, I provided contact information and hotel details to her, both so she could get a hold of me if required and also know where I am should there be any emergency.

"Sir, there is a message for you," the front desk handed me an envelope as I checked in, having put in a hard day's work. Shireen had looked considerably down as I was going to miss the anniversary and there was no sense of trying to get a jump on things through intercourse the night before I was due to depart. I hoped that her demeanour would not put a downer on my work to come. Luckily things had gone well and I was able to focus on the job, getting the desired results by and large.

"Your anniversary present will be delivered at 10 p.m. Love, Shireen," the note inside read. With a couple of hours to go till the time given, I tried to call home a number of times but got no response. I figured she was deliberately keeping me in suspense and wondered what my wife was up to. Time slowed down to a crawl, but finally 10 p.m. rolled by.

A knock on my door indicated that my gift had arrived. A very pretty redhead, wearing a long coat, introduced herself as Kerri and asked me if she could come in and deliver my present. I figured that Shireen had sent a strip-o-gram to perk me up. Seating herself on the bed, she put and wrapped box with a ribbon around on the table indicating that I should open it. I found a cassette recorder inside and pressed the play button.

"Jaani, happy anniversary," Shireen's voice came across, "you will be missing me, but I am sure you can enjoy a present from my side."

"Remember our last anniversary," she continued, "this is my way to return the compliment."

"Tonight, with my blessing, enjoy the beautiful lady, who delivered this tape, in any manner you want," she clarified, "and I want to hear details of how you made love to her!"

Shireen had blown my mind and I had the realization that she had planned this event for a while, turning things around in her sexual awakening, but also taking us to the next step. I had been open about getting her to sleep with another man, now she wanted to let me enjoy variety in life too.

Kerri had allowed her coat to slip, displaying a well toned body. She was a few inches taller than Shireen and the killer heels brought her up to my height. She did not have much on underneath, just frilly and lacy panties, bra and stockings. Her blonde hair was cropped short and I was quite taken in by the unisex look.

"I know I do not measure up to your wife," Kerri said, "but I hope you do see something you like," moving right up next to me and slowly rubbing my crotch. I was already aroused by the scenario and she soon felt that I had grown significantly. Unzipping my pants she drew out my penis and, going to her knees, put her mouth around it. I had never had such a blowjob before; Shireen was becoming good at sucking cock, but Kerri was a definite expert. She sucked, licked and tickled me to a massive orgasm, then realizing I was still fully dressed and that a large amount had landed on my trousers.

"Let me fix that," Kerri suggested, licking the sperm off the garment and suggestively rubbing her tongue over her lips afterwards.

Our clothes were soon fully off and shortly thereafter my prick was embedded in her pussy. Kerri was less taut than Shireen, which was not a surprise, but she made up for this with an ability to contract her muscles at will, squeezing my cock every so often. After a while, I could not hold back any longer and let a torrent of sperm into the condom she had placed on my prick. I withdrew and lay back to recover from the workout, thanking Shireen for her gift.

"She did say you were good in bed," Kerri remarked, "and I must say I enjoyed that."

"I bet you say that to everyone you go to bed with," I ventured.

Her face turned red and she looked hurt. "You think I am an escort or hooker!"

"I am sorry," I responded, feeling confused, "I don't really know anything about you, other than you are here as an anniversary present from my wife."

"Maybe this will help you figure out who I am," she ventured, tossing a tape cassette over to me.

I was most intrigued and thankfully the front desk was able to provide a VCR within a few minutes. The tape was inserted and shortly I had a view of Shireen sitting on a bed I did not recognize. A clock behind her showed the time to be around 1 p.m., which explained the sunlight that could be seen through the windows to one side.

"Hi Jaan, I expect you have enjoyed Kerri's company," she said, "and are probably wondering what is going on."

"A few weeks back, I heard from Hernan, who you may recall joined us on our anniversary last year." Hernan appeared next to her on the bed and mouthed me a silent hello. I was greatly surprised to see him.

"He has set up a business in the states and lives just a few hours drive from us."

"Hernan reminded me that we were close to another anniversary and we got talking about what to do," Shireen continued, "in fact he suggested the plan that is now being played out."

"My good man," Hernan spoke up, "it was really great luck to meet Shireen again and I hope you will enjoy the program that you will see and experience." I had almost put him out of mind, after the very nice anniversary the last year. It was a bit uncomfortable to be seeing him again and really close to my wife.

Hernan put his arms around Shireen and they began to kiss deeply. She spun around, so that his hands came across her breasts. His fingers engaged in removing the kameez she was wearing, bringing the zipper all the way down her back and lifting the shirt over her head. He had probably requested she wear traditional clothes. Within moments she had also lost her bra and bent down as if to untie shoe laces. Hernan brought her rear closer and dropped his hands to undo her shalwar. This garment was around her ankles in a jiffy, along with the panties she had worn. She now stood up with her back against him, turning towards the camera, giving me a good view of her nude body, over which she was allowing Hernan's hands to explore her breasts, pussy and elsewhere.

"Wow, my dear," a female voice came over, "you do look sensational in and out of your clothes, I wonder if I can get a dress like that too." I could not see the person, though her voice sounded vaguely familiar.

Shireen twisted back around to face Hernan and their mouths met again. She undid his shirt and belt and soon had him sans clothing. His dick was erect as could be and her hand moved up and down the shaft as their mouths remained in close contact.

Hernan finally lay down on the bed and Shireen mounted him, allowing the camera to focus on her breasts. As his cock entered her, she let out an audible sigh. She began to move up and down his prick as Hernan played with her boobs, pulled her down to kiss her, and ran his fingers through her hair. Before long she began to increase her pace. A loud moan indicated that she had achieved a most worthy orgasm. Hernan also grunted and it was evident that he had also shot his load.

The camera focused in on Shireen's face and she looked up, winked and mouthed, "Jaan, I hope you are enjoying this as much as I am."

Hernan had moved himself against the head board and she seated herself in front of him, allowing him to finger her pussy and knead her breasts as she explained things.

"Hernan suggested that since you were going to be out of town, he could help us both in making our anniversary a most memorable occasion," Shireen continued.

"As you can see, one part of the plan has involved a second opportunity for Hernan to make love to me," she giggled, "but not to keep you alone, his girlfriend Kerri is making sure you are well taken care of."

"In fact, as soon as she finishes taping this performance," Shireen explained, "Kerri will be driving over to deliver this to you and be your gift for tonight." Then both Shireen and Hernan chimed in with "Happy Anniversary."

I was both in shock and pleasantly aroused at Shireen's program. Kerri had wrapped herself around me and it was most appropriate for me to apologize at mistaking her for a call girl.

The video stopped for a bit and then restarted. I noted that the clock was now indicating 3:00 p.m. It made sense that they needed some time to recover. The tape continued to roll and my wife was soon involved in a steamy 69 with her lover. This time she actually swallowed down his cum, perhaps caught up in the eroticism of the moment. Hernan also brought her to a satisfying climax. The tape went blank again.

Kerri's fingers had worked my cock back to life and she asked if I would like another go or wanted to see the rest of the tape.

"Or maybe you would like to do what they are up to next," she suggested.

I was most surprised to see Shireen on all fours, sideways to the camera, when the picture resumed, with the clock now showing almost 5:15 p.m. Hernan was holding a tube of cream and his fingers were deeply lubricating her back side. As I wondered if she was actually going to allow him to have anal sex, she let her shoulders and arms slump to the bed, elevating her rear. Sure enough, Hernan placed his thick and long member behind her ass and inserted the tip. Shireen screamed in pain as she took a larger dick than she had been used to into her ass.

"No Hernan," she implored, "it hurts too much!" Hernan, however, kept pushing hard, as she fought to pull away, tears streaming down her face, and soon his entire rod was jammed up her, unmindful of her pleadings.

I felt a tug on my cock and saw that Kerri had assumed the same face down and butt up position. A tube of KY jelly was placed on her back. Within a tick, I had greased us up and sent my shaft up her butt. I could sense that Kerri was no ass virgin and she readily let me get in as far as I could.

I began to keep pace with Hernan's strokes in the video. Shireen was starting to enjoy the pleasure couched within the pain. Kerri also began to moan in appreciation as I pumped away. Hernan reached his climax and emptied himself into Shireen, both collapsing onto the bed. Soon after, I reached nirvana also and lay on top of Kerri for a while.

The tape rolled on and it seemed like an eternity before Hernan's dick decreased enough in size for him to withdraw from her. As he did so, he winked at the camera and gave me an A-okay sign. Shireen struggled up, a sly smile on her face. She turned over and blew me a kiss.

"I hope you enjoyed this treat and your evening with Kerri," she chirped, "it is almost 6 p.m. now and I have to let her head out in your direction with this tape."

Kerri finally entered the frame, fully dressed as when I had let her in, waved a quick hello to the camera and gave Hernan a deep good bye kiss.

"Enjoy your treat, my good man, Kerri is a terrific fuck," Hernan remarked, "I imagine Shireen is enjoying her anniversary as well as she can without you; I sure am feeling like a winner."

I felt a tug at my heart aware that he was probably right, Kerri had been around the block but Shireen was relatively pristine.

"And I hope you do not mind if I stay here tonight with Hernan," Shireen concluded the taping, "he says he wants to fuck me a hundred ways to heaven and back!" -------------------------------------------------

V -- Shireen Attends a Super Bowl Party

While Hernan certainly did not have the opportunity to fuck Shireen a hundred ways as promised during the two days she was with him, the fact is that for the first time ever in her life she had spent a very considerable amount of time in someone else's arms and bed. That he had made love to her repeatedly, and in most passionate fashions, was not a point to be disputed.

Sure she had surprised me quite a bit, arranging for Kerri to fuck me, but somehow things grated in my mind at the development over the last anniversary.

Worst of all, she refused to give me any details on her tryst other than what I had seen on the tape. Of course, I ran all sorts of scenarios through my mind, but could not be sure if she had been seeing Hernan much more than was obvious to me.

I could not believe I was getting heated up about her screwing him, given that I had pointed her in that direction in the first place. Yet at the same time, I could not but help feel elated that I had elevated her sexuality to such a degree.

Interestingly, Shireen never mentioned Hernan or Kerri and our life outwardly continued as if we had fucked those persons in our dreams. I was wondering, however, what may come next, given that the bar had been raised very significantly. The answer came to me and for a most unexpected event.

I was very surprised to get a call from Kerri, while at the office. She wanted to invite us to a Super Bowl party, an occasion that was in the vicinity of our anniversary. She asked for my email address and soon after an invitation to the party was lodged in the inbox. Kerri's attached note indicated that costumes would be provided and that all we needed to bring were ourselves and no inhibitions. Neither of us followed the sport or knew the teams playing the biggest game of the year, but having never been to such a party were keen to go. The idea of costumes was intriguing, and since we did not have to bear the expense of outfitting ourselves, it seemed cost effective too.

When we arrived at the party site, which looked like a converted warehouse, Shireen and I were sent to different rooms to kit up. I was surprised to see all kinds of football gear and wondered what to do. One of the dozen or so guys in the room suggested I pick a team kit and he would help me put it on. I selected a kit with stripes on it. The other guys snickered as I was fitted into a Cincinnati Bengals uniform, not knowing that the team had been close to dead last in the league for many years. Once everyone was ready, we were asked to move into a large room with a number of large TVs. I could see that there were about fifteen guys all wearing different coloured uniforms.