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Birthday Present, The
by JSR (storytellerxxx5@gmail.com)
***
A young couple are having a hard time making a baby,
when t wife comes up with a plan for their birthdays,
which are only two days apart. (MMFFbgg, nc, rp, ped,
preteen, inc, exh, voy, orgy)
***
Author's Note: The author in no way believes that any
man, woman, or child should be violated or abused. This
story is written as adult entertainment, and should be
read by only those over 18 years old.
***
My name is Jeff, and my wife is Margo. To understand
some of this story, it is necessary to go back to when
we first met.
We met when I was a junior in high school, and she was a
freshman. We had a class together, and she was nice
looking, but had a very sad face. She seemed to be smart
and had her act together, but I could not figure out why
she was sad all the time.
After a couple of weeks, I started sitting near her,
just to try and get to know her a little. Whenever I
would speak to her, she would mumble a response, and
turn away from me. Now I am the kind of guy that does
not take no for an answer, before the question has been
asked, so I persisted in trying to talk to her.
After a week or so, she finally turned to me and said,
"What is with you, why are you continuing to bother me?"
I said, "I am not trying to bother you. I want to be
your friend. You look so sad all the time, and it spoils
your beautiful face."
She blushed, and said, "I am sorry. I thought that you
were just trying to make a date with me."
I answered, "I had not thought of that, but it is a good
idea, providing that you would like to get to know me
better."
She answered, "I don't date." I said, "I am sorry, I
guess you like girls better. I will leave you alone
then."
"NO, NO," she said, "I did not mean I like girls. I just
have never dated. My mom would have to approve anyone I
date, before I can do so, and most boys don't want to
meet mothers."
I said, "Any boy who would not meet your mother, to get
approval to date you, is crazy. I don't even know you
very well, but I would meet her, just to find out more
about you." She answered, "Thank you for the kind
words." Class started and we had to quit talking, but
she would occasionally look over at me and smile.
Halfway through the semester, I said, "Margo, I really
would like to have a date with you. Can you arrange a
meeting with your mom, so that I can get her approval?"
Margo answered, "I have already talked to mom, and she
has given her approval, as long as it is a Saturday
afternoon, and I would have to be home by 6:30 pm. Also,
you must come and pick me up at the door, and return me
to the door afterward."
"How long were you going to wait to tell me that?" She
answered, "Until you asked me out. If you did not ask me
out, then why tell you the conditions?" "May I pick you
up at 10:30? Then we could go to lunch before the movie,
and maybe even be able to have supper before I take you
home?" "I will have to check with mom about that," she
answered, "I will let you know tomorrow."
The next day, she was not in class. I thought, maybe she
doesn't want to tell me no. As I was leaving class, a
girl I did not know came up to me and asked, "Are you
Jeff?" I said, "Yes and you are?"
"I am Julie, I am Margo's sister.
She asked me to give you a message. The message is just
to say that she said yes." I asked, "Where is Margo
today?" The answer I received was, "She had a Dr.
appointment that she had forgotten about. I need to tell
the teacher before he leaves, so please excuse me." With
that she left.
I asked Margo on Saturday, "Tell me about your sister,
you have never mentioned her. I was very surprised that
she knew who I was." "Julie is in your class, and she
said that she knew what you looked like. She is one of
my two sisters. Alma, my oldest sister graduated last
spring. I did not like sending Julie to see you, as I
thought that you might find her more interesting than
me."
We dated several times before I met her mom. She seemed
to be a very nice person, but very protective of her
girls. All three of the girls were very good looking,
just like their mom. Margo, was about 5ft 4in she told
me she wore a 34C bra and her waistline was 22 with hips
at 28. Her sisters were a little taller than she, but
build about the same. Her mom was about 5ft 7in, 36C 28
34.
In my senior year, we did not have any classes together,
but I continued to see Margo as much as possible. Her
mom had loosened up some of her rules, and one Saturday,
we were sitting in a secluded part of the park, making
small talk, when I asked her about her dad. She frowned
and said, "I can only tell what my Mom has said, I was
only 5 when he left."
"What has you mom told you about him?" I asked.
She looked at me with sad eyes and said, "I will tell
you, but promise me that you will never bring it up
again."
I said, "It can't be that bad, but yes I will promise
that if it comes up again, it will be because I forgot.
Is that acceptable?"
She said "I guess that was a pretty confusing statement,
so I will tell you, and hope that you will not hate me
when you hear of it."
"I could never hate you, maybe you dad and/or mom, but
never you." Margo said, "Here is the story as my mom
told it to me.
"Dad was a young executive in a major company. He was
promoted quite rapidly, and complained to mom that she
should be going with him to company functions. Her
answer was someone needs to take care of the girls, and
I do not trust babysitters. When I was almost 5, Dad
finally talked mom into going to the annual Christmas
party at the office. When they walked in, dad went to
the bar and brought back two glasses of Vodka.
Mom was not a drinker, but he insisted that she drink
it. She was sipping on it slowly, and the Big Boss and
his wife came up to her, and started talking. Dad
drifted away. Before long the boss was tipping her glass
and making her swallow larger amounts of the Vodka. His
wife was just talking, and without mom realizing it, was
slowly unbuttoning her dress. It buttoned in the back,
so she did not see it, and with the other people bumping
into them she did not feel it either.
After her glass was almost empty, dad brought her
another full one. She shook her head no, but he took the
empty one and replaced it with a full one. About this
time the boss's wife had moms dress completely open in
the back. Now she started talking to mom, and keeping
her occupied. The boss meantime was behind her and
slowly was lowering her panties. She said she did not
even feel them as they dropped to her shoe tops. Also
they kept tipping her glass and was almost poring the
vodka into her throat. The bosses wife stooped down and
said for her to lift her left foot, which she did, and
then the right one. When she stood up, she took moms
panties and threw them to dad, who waved in the air and
them put them in his pocket.
Mom said she needed to get some fresh air, and the boss
said, let's go to my office, there is no smoke in there
and you will be ok. Her glass was empty, and when she
got into his office, he sat her down on the couch. He
then went to his private bar, and got a tall glass and
filled it with something (probably more Vodka) and gave
it to her. He sat beside her and put his arm around her,
and slowly worked her dress off of her shoulders. He
held her glass up to her lips and poured more Vodka into
her mouth as he pulled her dress off on one arm.
He continued until her dress was completely off of her,
and threw it to his wife, she took it out to dad. Now
all mom had on were her shoes and her bra. He then made
her finish the glass, and took it from her. He laid her
out on the couch, took off his pants, and fucked her.
She said she did not know that he had, or how many times
he did, until later. Once he was finished with her, he
took her bra and put a foot through the arm places,
pulled it up around her waist and then fastened it in
back like her tits were around stomach. He then took
trash from the waist basket and filled the cups so that
it looked like she had tits there.
He then stood her up and made her walk back into the
room with everyone else, she was nude except for her
shoes and the bra around her bottom. She was then given
another large glass of Vodka, and told to dance with any
man who asked her. She was passed from one man to the
other, and each one fucked her while they "danced". They
continually fed her more Vodka, and even after she
passed out, the men still were fucking her.
When the party broke up, she was left laying on the
floor with cum still running out of her, from all the
men. An hour later, a man came back for something his
wife had left behind, and founded her still there. He
called an ambulance and she was taken to the hospital.
She had acute alcohol poisoning. She also had semen from
more than 10 different men in her.
She filed rape charges against everyman there, and all
the women were charged with helping. Dad counter filed
for divorce, saying that she was a slut. On the stand,
one of the women made mention of a video of the whole
affair. The prosecution Immediately wanted access to
that video. The defense said there was no video that
they knew of, but the woman on the stand said, it was
used to refresh our memories of what happened.
That slip up caused the defense to loose, because there
had been several copies of it made, and it was finally
shown in court. It clearly showed that mom had been
force to drink the Vodka, and you could see the bosses
wife throwing moms panties to dad. It also showed moms
dress being thrown to him also. It also showed the boss
practically dragging mom from his office, and shoving
her to one of the men who had his cock hanging out ready
to take her. Dad got the divorce, but he lost
everything, including the right to see my sisters and
me."
I thought for a few minutes, and said, "I am sorry that
that happened to your mom, and I see why she is so
protective of you. Please do not judge all men by the
actions of those who raped your mother."
Margo put her head on my shoulder and said, "I know that
you would never do something like that, but now you know
why I am also very sensitive to what people say and do."
I replied, "Now I know why you always seem sad. Do not
think about that any more, and maybe you can be happy
again."
We continued to date, and three months after she
graduated from high school, we were married. I have
talked to her mom many times about what happened, trying
to ease her mind about me. I hope I have had some
healing effect on her as well as her daughters. Two
years after we married, her mom was killed in a car
accident. There were rumors that it was an
assassination, but nothing came from the investigation.
From the start of our marriage, both of us were virgins.
We learned together how to make each other happy, and
did not rule out any sex act. We got a copy of the Kama
Sutra, and learned much from it. We read about swinging
and thought that maybe after we had our kids, that it
might be fun to try. We also talked about maybe going to
the nudist camp that was about 50 miles away. Try as we
might, though we could not seem to create a child. Both
of her sisters had 3 kids, and we could not get one. It
made her very sad again.
Our birthdays were close. Mine was on the 7th, and hers
was on the 9th. Each year we would take 7,8,9 off for
vacation, and would spend most of that time in bed. This
went on for 5 years.
Then on the 6th year, Margo, said, "I have planned a
different idea for our birthdays this year." I asked,
"What do you have in mind?" Her answer was, "I have
already made the arrangements. You will have to wait to
see what I have in store for you and me this year.
However you will have to take that whole week off, not
just the three days."
On the night of the 5th, I asked "Margo, when are you
going to tell me what you have setup for our vacation?"
Her answer was, "You will find out in the morning. We
will be getting up at 5 am instead of the usual 6:30.
Now I suggest that we get some sleep."
Margo awoke me in the morning. I opened my eyes, and it
was pitch black. I could not see any light anywhere. I
said "Margo turn on the lights, it must be midnight
yet." She laughed and said, "No, I have a mask locked
onto your head. You will not see anything until we get
where we are going. Now get off the bed so I can make
it, and try not to hurt yourself."
I swung my feet over the side of the bed, and felt my
slippers on the floor, and slipped them on. When I stood
up, I got a little dizzy, and said, "Margo, is this
thing going to let me breath? I feel dizzy." She walked
over to me and I felt her adjusting something. She said,
"Is that any better?" I said, "Yes now I can smell your
perfume. I would eat you except my mouth wouldn't know
where it was."
She said, "No breakfast for the naughty boy. Nothing to
eat or drink until it's time for the mask to come off."
"And just when will that be?" I asked. "When I tell you
it's time. For once you have to rely on me, instead of
me always relying on you. Do not try to go down stairs.
I will have to help you, or you might fall and break
something."
"I have to take a piss," I said. "Just a minute, and I
will take you into the shower." "I said a piss, not a
shower." Margo laughed and said, "I don't have time to
hold it for you, so in the shower you can piss without
getting it on the floor or wall. Then we can just turn
the shower on to wash it down." A few seconds later she
guided me to the shower, and said, "If you get it on
you, you will have to turn on the shower to rinse off."
She took my hands and put them on the water knobs and
said, "If you do use these."
She came back a little later and looked in on me and
said, "Well you haven't gotten anything on you, but your
slippers are soaked, so just slip out of them and we
will get started."
She maneuvered me out of the bathroom, and toward the
bedroom door. Once through the door, she then guided me
down the stairs. I almost fell once, but caught the
railing before I did. At the bottom, she guided me
through the house, but I could not tell which rooms we
went through. I had never tried to navigate through the
house blind before. We came to a door, and she said,
step over and it will be down a few inches below this
floor level. I knew then that we were going out of the
house into the garage.
Margo said "Stand still while I lock the door." "Are we
going somewhere? If so I need to put some clothing on. I
am still nude you know." "So you are, well fancy that."
She lead me to her car, which was a convertible, and put
me into the passenger seat. When she leaned over me to
fasten the seat belt, I could tell that she did not have
anything on either, except for her driving shoes. Once
she had me fastened in, she said, "I forgot my purse, I
might need it if we get stopped."
I heard her go back into the house, and when she came
out she put something at my feet, and said, "Don't touch
that unless I tell you to. If I do, pull it up fast over
you." Unknown to me, she had put on a blouse when she
went back into the house.
She pushed the remote for the door and the garage door
opened. I said "Margo this joke has went far enough. You
can't drive through town with us nude." She said, "Not
going through town, but just to the exit to the
interstate." I was fragrantly trying to get the mask
off, but to no avail. Margo said, "I got that at a SM
shop. It really does have a lock on it so you cannot get
it off, until I unlock it. I suggest that you sit
quietly, as we have a few miles to go."
I could tell when we got on the interstate, but I could
not tell which direction we were going. When we would
pass a car, I would hear them blowing their horn, and
the truckers would put on a couple of blasts on their
air horns. I know that they were seeing me, as the
moving air, kept my cock standing up, and I had no way
to hide it.
A long time later, I felt the car slowing down and could
tell we were getting off at an exit. Margo said, "I need
to pull into a gas station." I said, "You can't not with
me like this." She just laughed. A short time later, she
pulled off the road, and stopped. She said, "I will be
right back, just act naturally, and no one will notice
that you are nude. Ha Ha."
I could tell that she was not putting gas in the car,
and it made me wonder just where we were and who was
seeing me nude. She was back in a couple of minutes and
started the motor again. I figured it would do no good
to ask where we were, or what she had been doing, so I
just kept my mouth shut.
Once we started moving again, she said, "Jeff, you have
gotten very quiet. Is there something wrong?" I just
shook my head no, and she said, "Going to pout are we?"
I made up my mind that until I could get this thing off
of my head, I was going to keep quiet, then she was
going to get a big piece of my mind. It was the first
time since we were married that she seemed to totally
ignore what I was saying.
She drove very slowly, and made several turns, and
finally stopped. When she got out this time, she came
over to my door and opened it. She unfastened my seat
belt, then took my hand, and said, "Darling, we are
here, you can get out now." I just growled and turned my
legs so they were outside of the car. She took my hand
and pulled slightly, and as I stood up, she hugged me,
and now she was nude as well as me.
She pulled me away from the car, and carefully shut the
door. She then lead me somewhere that took several
minutes. Wherever we were, I heard her put a key in a
lock and open a door. Once inside, she took me to an
easy chair, and said, "sit down. It shouldn't be too
long before I can take off the mask. Please be patient
with me on this. I know your feelings have been hurt,
but when the mask comes off, I know you will love your
birthday surprise."
I was still determined not to say anything, and she
said, "If you think back to some of the things we talked
about shortly after we were married, you just might
remember something and figure out what this surprise
is."
I had no idea what she was talking about.
A short time later, I heard a knock at the door, and
heard Margo go to answer it. I heard the door open, and
then nothing for a few seconds, and then the door
closed. Margo then came over to me and said, "You have
been very patient with me, and I know it has been very
hard on you. Now is the time to see your surprise.
Please lean forward." I felt her pick up the lock and
insert the key. She said, "Since you have not been able
to see since last night, I suggest that you close your
eyes, and gradually open them. I don't want you to hurt
your eyes." That is the first thing today that she had
said that made sense.
She asked if my eyes were closed, and I nodded my head
yes. She then took the lock off, and pulled the mask up
off of my head. I tried to open my eyes, but they would
not open. I raised my hand to one and felt that the tear
ducts had sealed my eyes shut. Margo seen that about the
same time, and said, "Sit still I will get a wet washrag
so we can get them open.
She carefully wiped my eyelids until the crust broke,
and I slowly opened my eyes. I was facing a wall, and I
waited until my vision cleared, then I stood up and
turned around to where I thought Margo was, and I saw 5
beautiful women, three of which I recognized, and all 5
of them were as nude as I was. I turned a little
further, and there was my lovely Margo, just as nude as
the rest.
I said, "Girls, I would apologize for letting you see me
this way, but then all of you would have to apologize as
well. Now Margo, will you please tell me what is going
on?"
Margo said, "The last time I was at the Dr. she told me
that sometimes when couples have trouble making a baby,
and there is no physical problem, it has sometimes
helped for them to have sex with someone else, then when
they go back to their partners, they are more relaxed
and usually will have a baby." I thought about what she
said, and some of our conversations early on in our
marriage. so I came up with this idea. These ladies are
having the same problem we are, and they volunteered to
test this idea out. For the next 5 days your job is to
fuck them silly, and in the cabin next door, I will be
fucked silly by their husbands."
I said, "What happens if I get one or more of them
pregnant?" One of the ladies spoke up and said, "If you
get me pregnant, it will be mine and my husband's baby.
We all feel that way, and if your wife gets pregnant, it
will be the baby of you two. We and our husbands have
all agreed to this. We will all try to keep you as horny
as possible, and we will take equal turns with you. We
have arranged with the Nudes Camp to bring us meals that
are supposed to make you more virile and us more
receptive to sperm. Also you should know that each of us
is in our fertile time starting today"
Margo came over and kissed me and said, "I love you very
much, and I hope that you can see what I am trying to
do. It should also help me with the nightmares that I
have about mom and dad, if you understand." I said,
"Margo, to put this together, without saying anything to
me, makes me know that you can be at peace with what
happened long ago. I will try my best to have all 5 of
your friends pregnant by the end of the week. While
there is a better chance that you will get pregnant, it
will be our baby." I then knelt down and kissed her
pussy good bye and said, "I will see you when you say
time is up, until then I will try very hard to enjoy
myself with all these lovely ladies."
When Margo went out the door, the ladies said, "We drew
straws and unless you object we would like to have you
fuck us in that order." I said, "Ladies, your wish is my
command. As long as my cock holds out, we will have all
kinds of fun. I figure that the only things we need is
for me to fuck each of you, and some of you to give me
blow jobs to get me going again."
"Now the only question is: do you want me to make love
to you, or do you just want me to fuck each of you?
Making love will take a lot more time, and that is
properly the function of your husbands. But I will leave
it up to you." They went into a huddle, and came out and
said, "We will get more sperm in us if you just fuck us,
so that is what we want. Make us feel good, but fuck the
shit out of us."
I said, "Ladies, you have it, everyone take a bed. If
you start with the first on over by the window, then the
second and so on, I can just work down the line. I will
be the only one without a bed, but then I will be with
one of you at all times so I won't need one."
The ladies took their appropriate beds. I went to the
first one, crawled up on top of her. Her pussy was
soaked already, as I stuck my cock into her. I then
started sucking her tits as I pumped away and shot a big
load into her fertile womb. Once I had cum in her, she
kept her legs up in the air, to help keep the sperm in
her womb.
The second lady said, "Lay beside me, and I will give
you a blow job, to get you hard again. With luck you
will be able to give each of us 2 or 3 loads a day."
And so it went for the next 5 days. I gave five loads a
day, and 4 each night. It figured out that I gave each
lady 9 loads of cum in the 5 days. We could only hope
that some of my swimmers found some eggs.
Back at home after the week was over, Margo was
extremely happy. When I asked why, she said, "it
destroyed mom when she was fucked by more than one man.
Now I know I am the better woman, as I had 5 guys for a
week, and I still have my husband."
I said, "Are you still in the mood for more? I need to
fuck my wife again." She answered, "As long as you need
me I am here. Just take me, any time anyway."
I said, "Another question, What if you still do not get
pregnant? Will you be willing try something like that
again, with the same or different people?" Her answer
was, "Whenever and whoever you want me to fuck, I will
as long as you get fuck his wife/girlfriend/daughter." I
questioned, "daughter?" She answered, "Yes as long as
she is old enough to be in puberty."
"Then you are saying that we will become swingers, even
with a baby?" "Any time, anywhere anybody, as long as we
both take part, you will have my cooperation." I said,
"then from now on, you will be kept full of cum as much
as I can arrange, any I do not want you to ever use
birth control."
"Yes dear, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TO BOTH OF US."
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