Mature The Ya Ya Dildohood

In the morning, I awoke to the feel of Maggie beginning to straddle my morning hard-on. Which was certainly a marvelous way to wake up and begin the day. Gladys was watching as she turned over to see us, casually reaching down between her legs to begin stroking herself. Maggie and I began the slow sensual dance of prick and pussy, coming together in a perfectly choreographed, beautifully orchestrated song of pleasure and early morning rapture.

Afterwards, we all took a nice hot shower together, washing one another and enjoying the simplicity of being together without further need or even desire to do more.

Maggie as usual had her Sunday routine, places to go, people to see, things to do. Gladys had left shortly before I did, and I spent the rest of my afternoon being lazy, watching football. Soon after taking a nice long comfortable nap on the couch. We'd discussed briefly before my leaving as to whose turn it would, or should be to stimulate April at the next week's get-together, since she would be the one sharing something with the group. As she had previously expressed her desire to do "something" with me, both Gladys and Maggie quickly agreed that I should surprise her just before she began, and thus be the one to be her stimulus.

I couldn't believe the incredible time I was having and experiencing with these women. In all the years of my growing up, chasing around and hoping against hope just for an occasional feel of a tittie when I was in high school. Here I was now with access to more pussy than any man had a right to. But even more importantly, I felt extremely honored to have been invited into this very special group of women, who were all now my dearest of friends.

I had a long and busy day at work on Monday, so I arrived home late. All the lights were off at Maggie's though her car was in the driveway, so I knew that she was home. I really hadn't planned on seeing her anyway, she had said nothing to me to indicate that we would see or do anything; even so, it felt strange not seeing her at least.

I fixed a light dinner, watched a half hour of TV until I grew so bored I could hardly stand it. The clock showed it was just a little past 10:00, and I knew that there wasn't anyway I'd be able to go to bed and sleep as restless as I was. My thoughts turned to Maggie. I wondered if she was asleep, picturing her in her enormous bed. Then I pictured her naked as she slept. But that soon changed to picturing her naked, playing with her self, and then...I wondered.

The 'naughty' boy in me suddenly took over. And like a young teenager, I was once again feeling mischievous and more than a little daring. I didn't exactly put on black clothes and a dark ski mask, but as there was enough moonlight to allow people to see things moving about, I did wear dark clothing of a sort, without wanting to appear as though I was skulking about the neighborhood.

Turning off my porch light, I left the house from my back door and jumped the small little fence into Maggie's yard. I quickly passed by her backdoor and peered in, but again saw no lighting coming from inside the house. I then slipped around the backside of the house to the opposite side of her house from mine, where her bedroom was. Sure enough, there was a light on coming from her bedroom window; though I also saw her shutters were down. Even so, I crept over to the window to see if there was anything I could see in the event that Maggie was still really up and not just lying there with her light on actually asleep.

Looking closely, there were a few gaps in the blinds, enough so that I was finally able to peer in and locate her on the bed. She was reading a book. "So much for that idea," I thought silently to myself.

I was about to turn around and head for home when suddenly an idea struck me. "Turn about's fair play," I said aloud this time, though quietly so that no one would have heard. I quickly glanced about so as to ensure that no one would be able to see me. The last thing I wanted to do was have someone calling the police and getting arrested for indecent exposure, or worse, dragging Maggie into anything. When I was confident I wouldn't be seen, I quickly removed all my clothing and stroked my self momentarily to ensure I would have a nice hard erection. Once I'd done that, I lightly rapped on Maggie's bedroom window, stepping back.

Less than a moment or two later, I saw the blinds pulled a part, and knew that Maggie was peering out towards me. They closed again however, and I wondered briefly if she had even seen me. Then her bedroom light went out. A moment after that, I saw her blinds being pulled up until they were open, and Maggie stepped to the window. It was difficult to see her because of the darkness of the room and I stepped a little closer towards her until I could make her out, seeing when I did that she too was as naked as I was.

We couldn't hear one another of course, but in the eerie silence of the night, I stood there jerking off, hoping she was enjoying it as much as I enjoyed doing it. Not for myself, but for her. I couldn't tell if she was, it was simply too dark. But as I had seen her wearing that all too familiar nightgown as she read, knowing when I saw her faint outline that she was naked, could only assume from that, that she was too.

I also couldn't gage her pleasure to mine, so I didn't even try. And as I was nervous from being outside, still subject to someone getting up perhaps and glancing out a window, I didn't delay the orgasm when it came, simply allowing it, enjoying the pleasure and the danger of the moment. As my orgasm began, I allowed the ribbons of sperm to shoot, disappearing into the darkness of the night. I doubt that Maggie could even see them, but as my knee's buckled slightly, as I slowed my stroking, I am sure that somehow she knew. And then just like that, I stepped back into the darkness where I had deposited my clothing and quickly dressed. When I came back within view of the window, the blinds were closed though the lights had remained off. I could only wonder what Maggie was doing, if anything in the darkness of her bedroom.

On Tuesday, I managed to arrive home earlier than expected. I had been hoping on the drive home that perhaps Maggie and I might have dinner together, or perhaps catch a movie. As I passed her place just moments before turning into my own driveway, I glanced over and saw that her car wasn't there. Somewhat disappointed, I could only hope that she wouldn't be out for the entire evening.

I'd just managed to change clothes and was standing in the open door of my refrigerator trying to decide what to fix for dinner when the phone rang. Very few people had my number, and as I'd already spoken with my mother the evening before, I wasn't expecting a call from her. And though I hadn't glanced out the window to see if she was home, I could only assume that it had to be Maggie. My thoughts immediately hoping that she was calling with some plan of getting together.

"Hi Maggie!" I said enthusiastically, fully expecting to hear her voice on the other end of the line.

All I heard was momentary silence however, and then a voice I was all too familiar with. "Who's Maggie?" My ex-wife asked

"Not that it's any of your business, but Maggie's my next door neighbor," I shot back at her defensively. And then realizing my irritation, knowing the source of it, I added, "What are you calling me for anyway Andrea?"

The tone in my ex-wife's voice changed from suspicion and irritation in an instant. Suddenly she was speaking in that sweet sexy way she used to do when we'd first met.

"With it being your birthday next week, I was wondering if you were coming home to visit your parents?" she asked just a little too sweetly.

I'd forgotten all about my birthday being on Saturday. "No. I wasn't planning on it why?"

There was another brief pause. I could tell that Andrea was upset and trying very hard to maintain her composure. "I was hoping that you would be, I thought that maybe I could take you out to dinner or something."

"Why would you want to do that? We're divorced, remember?" Again, there was another long pause. I wasn't sure if she was biting her tongue to keep from yelling at me, or actually on the verge of tears. With Andrea, it could have been both or neither.

"Is the reason you're not coming home because you are seeing someone?" she asked pointedly.

Now it was my turn to take a moment. "Just what the hell is she up to?" I asked myself. "Aren't you still seeing Roger?" I asked back without answering her question. Roger was the guy that Andrea had had an affair with shortly before we officially separated.

"No," she said simply without explanation.

Only then did I answer her. "No, I'm not seeing anyone." Point being that I wasn't really. I hadn't even considered dating, nor did I really want to. I certainly wasn't looking for anyone to get involved with again, at least not now anyway. And secondly, I was having too much fun as it was. But I wasn't about to explain any of that to Andrea either.

"Andrea?" I began, taking a breath, steadying myself. "What's the REAL reason you're calling me?"

"Like I said, just in case you weren't coming home, I wanted to know so I could at least wish you a Happy Birthday."

"It's not until next Saturday."

"I know."

"Andrea?"

"And because I think we really should talk Richard. I'm not so sure that our getting a divorce was the right thing."

There...she'd finally said it. And though I was delighted to actually hear her say it, it was too late. "Andrea, we've been through all this."

"I know, I know. It's just that I think we should maybe give things another try. Or at least talk about it a little more."

I saw Maggie walk up to my porch; she was about to knock when I waved her inside. Turning I didn't exactly cover the phone or even lower my voice. But I didn't want to make Maggie feel like she was a part of my problems either.

"I don't think that's a very good idea Andrea. We've already tried all that, and now that our divorce is final, I think it's best kept that way."

"Well, in case you change your mind and want to talk about it, you have my number." The old "I'm pissed at you" tone was back in her voice again. That was the Andrea I remembered. And I'm glad she did that actually. Though I would never have told her, I WAS starting to have a few minor doubts that maybe we should at least talk. But hearing her revert back to her old self again, reminded me why we never really got along anyway. "Well, in case I don't see you, or talk to you again, Happy Birthday Richard."

"Thank you Andrea."

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight Andrea," I said, trying to maintain as cool a voice as I possibly could.

Hanging up the phone I turned back around grinning sheepishly at Maggie. She was sitting on one of my kitchen chairs patiently waiting for me to tell her what was up.

"The Ex".

"I gathered," Maggie replied smiling.

"She called to wish me a Happy Birthday."

"Today your birthday?" Maggie questioned with a surprised look.

"No...not today, Saturday."

"Oh. But she called you tonight, to wish you a Happy Birthday for Saturday."

I felt my face redden just a little. "Yeah, that does sound sorta lame doesn't it?"

"Sorta? Sounds to me like she wants you back Richard. Is that more along the lines of what she was really trying to tell you?"

I finally sat down and told Maggie the whole sordid little story. Andrea's ongoing affair, which I could have dealt with if she hadn't thrown it in my face that he was a far better lover than I was. And worse, that he had also been the best man at our wedding.

"You're not going home are you?" Maggie questioned.

"Are you kidding? And miss Saturday? No way!"

Maggie laughed at that and stood up. "Glad to hear it. By the way, I stopped over to see if you were interested in seeing a movie?"

I glanced at the clock, it was late. Ah sure, I guess...which one?"

She smiled wickedly. And suddenly it wasn't 'that' late. "It's a new one, even I haven't seen it yet. Supposed to be a really wild orgy. Interested?"

I looked down at my crotch. Already I was starting to get hard.

Maggie looked at my crotch too. "Yes, I guess you are at that," she said, and then winked.

"By the way...Happy Birthday Richard."

I looked at her with a confused expression. "But it's not until Saturday."

"I know."

Maggie and I made love that night. It was different than it had been. Everything was still wildly erotic and sexy as hell. As Maggie always was whenever we were together. But for some reason, we made love differently than we had before. It was slow, soft...and seemed to go on forever. Whenever either one of us even got close to cumming, we stopped. Sometimes simply changing positions was enough, and then we were right back at it again. Maggie loved to fuck doggy-style, and so we had started out that way. But I had never really been very good at it, and not because I didn't know what I was doing, but because it almost felt TOO good. Inevitably I'd end up climaxing far sooner than I would have liked. Andrea liked it that way too, most likely it was the main reason she thought I was such a lousy lover.

Maggie had sensed my weakness when we had begun that way. And though she had told me it was her favorite way to fuck, I had tried my very best to hang on and bring her as much pleasure as I could before exploding.

"Lets change positions," she'd said. And almost thankfully I pulled out of that "feels to fucking good" pussy of hers. Maggie had me lie down on the bed, climbing on top of me. She slid me into her almost immediately, and I expected her to begin fucking me right away. But she didn't. Maggie simply sat there looking at me without moving. So I did.

"No. Don't. Don't move, just relax, enjoy the feel of me.... that's all, nothing more."

And so, we sat there like that, unmoving. Just looking at one another, smiling.

"You CAN play with my tits you know Richard. They're begging for attention." So I did that. And forgot all about my penis, and the fact it had been on the brink of exploding inside of her only a few moments ago.

I loved playing with Maggie's tits anyway, and she loved having them played with. And being in this position was one of MY favorites, as I could not only do that, but enjoy the view of them too. That and still feel a nice warm pussy surrounding my cock. Which Maggie finally decided it was time to remind me of.

"Oh Maggie! That feels so good!" "How good?"

"Damn good!" I told her.

"Oh come on Richard, you can do better than that!" She slid herself up and down my prick twice, slowly.

"Fucking good!" I answered getting into this. Maggie slid up and down three times this time before stopping.

"How good?"

"Fucking...fucking good!"

"Yes, yes it does."

We fucked like that for a short while longer until once again I felt the urge for release build deeply inside my balls.

"Turn over Richard."

"What?" I asked, a bit confused.

"I said...turn over."

I soon did that, and now lie on my stomach on the bed. Maggie once again straddled me, but this time she had positioned herself over my ass. In the next instant, I felt Maggie slowly sliding herself, side to side, back and forth, up and down, actually humping my ass.

The feel of that incredibly wet pussy as she moved against me was perhaps one of the most stimulating and weirdest experiences I'd ever felt before. In a sense, she was fucking me doggy-style, and short of actually sticking a prick in my ass or something, she was. Even then, she finally did reach down and slip the tip of her finger inside my ass before continuing to work her pussy against me.

After a few more minutes of this, Maggie slid off of me. "You ready to go again?" she asked. The urge to cum had passed, at least for the moment anyway, and so we slipped into a nice side-by-side position that allowed us both the freedom of movement, as well as the ability to stop or slow down however the mood struck us.

"Go as hard, or as slow as you want. Enjoy it, but not too much," Maggie cautioned me. And so we did, alternating tempo, speed...sometimes stopping all together just so we could each catch our breath, or so that I at least, could allow that urge to cum way too soon, die away.

We went back to me on the bottom her on top again, but this time facing away, and now giving me a lovely view of that almost perfect ass as my cock slid in and out of her. We sat up together, and fucked that way. It was more awkward, allowing less freedom of movement, but it helped me to control and overcome the urge, as well as allowing me to once again reach around her and play with those magnificent breasts again.

By the time we had gone full circle, and I was once again positioned behind her, I had somehow managed to overcome the urge to come too quickly. Maggie and I slow-fucked in that position for a hell of a lot longer than I had been able to do, ever before! Sliding in and out of that tight slick pussy would have normally caused me to ejaculate wads of cum before I was able to even think about stopping. Now, I simply enjoyed the feeling of her pussy, really and truly enjoying the sensations and experience without constantly worrying about my nuts imploding.

I also enjoyed being able to reach around and gently tickle and delight her clitoris while we fucked like that too. Sometimes I rubbed her, sometimes she rubbed herself, and sometimes, we rubbed her together, all the while slowly and softly fucking like that until the sweetness grew in both of us. And to the surprise of both of us, we came together, perfectly.

The rest of the week slowly dragged. Maggie and I were able to spend very little time together after that, due to previous commitments, her schedule, my job etc. Saturday was my day to host though, and I was looking forward to it for more than one reason. As I said, I was excited to be the one to surprise April when she began to 'share' with the group. But secondly, it really was my Birthday, and I couldn't think of a better Birthday gift than to spend it with all of my newfound friends, especially Maggie.

Even though I was hosting this little gathering, Maggie took charge and greeted everyone at the door. I had made pastries though, which I enjoyed doing, and especially walking around letting everyone try one. I was wearing a silk Japanese Kimono, which was fairly short anyway, and occasionally while walking about, or bending over, my cock would appear. I loved the fact that all of us were now very comfortable being around one another, so it wasn't unexpected, or a surprise if someone reached beneath my robe and gave my prick a nice friendly squeeze 'hello'.

I paid particular attention to April this morning too. It was her turn to share a fantasy or an experience, which everyone knew of course, but what April didn't know yet, was that I had been asked to be the one to stimulate and excite her while she did.

As usual, I was happy to see everyone, but even Gladys went out of her way to come over and give me a friendly hug and a kiss. "How's that enormous clit of yours doing anyway?" she teased.

I laughed at her joke and told her anytime she wanted to go clit to clit; all she had to do was ask. She laughed in return, but waggled her finger at me and responded. "Sure, and then the next thing I know, it would suddenly turn into a cock and end up some place inside me. No thanks.... I think I'll pass. But...I wouldn't mind feeling that tongue of yours again later."

Gladys walked off to chat with Joanne who had just come from the bathroom. Even Joanne had seemingly gone through a bit of a metamorphosis in the short time I'd known her, she still went to the bathroom, but now it was only to change or actually pee. Joanne came out into the living room of my home. She was wearing a rather sexy looking sarong that she had wrapped around her waist, but her breasts were totally revealed. It was nice actually seeing her comfortable enough to walk around like this now, even Janice wasn't quite as relaxed yet as Joanne was, still preferring to wear something, even if it didn't leave anything to the imagination. And Janice was wearing a bright red body stocking today that had a cutout opening in the crotch, and pull-down pockets over each breast for easy access to them. April on the other hand had opted to start off totally naked. No big surprise as she was today's opening act. She was wearing a floor-length robe at the moment though, so her charms were totally concealed at the present.

Maggie was wearing her bathrobe too, though hers was far shorter and one that barely covered her ass. She was also wearing the belt tied very loosely in front which allowed periodic teasing glimpses of those titillating mammaries that jiggled slightly whenever she moved suddenly or bent over to straighten up one thing or another. Something that Maggie seemed to be constantly doing.

Though my living room was fairly spacious for the size of my house, I had very little furniture to speak of. I had one couch, which was more of a love seat than a couch really, and was barely able to fit two people. It was perfect of course for the type of entertaining I was doing, and I looked forward to actually seeing it in use. I had an easy chair that reclined, but though it made for comfortable sitting when watching TV, I wasn't sure if it would be very practical in this kind of an environment. There was only one other chair, and it really wasn't even that. I had an enormous blow up chair that I'd purchased from a TV add, figuring that it would be easy to stow away, and handy to have whenever I had company. Though at the time I had purchased it, I certainly hadn't planned on experiencing this kind of get-together.

I was glad that Maggie lived as close as she did, as she and I had carted over all the giant sized throw pillows that she used whenever she was hosting. So at least we had those to toss about the floor and let everyone else have something at least to sit, or lie down on.

We were still waiting on Shirley to arrive when the phone rang. "Uh oh," I thought, Shirley's either going to be late, or she won't be coming."

Maggie was closer to the phone than I was. "I'll get it she said." Once again, Maggie being Maggie, and though I probably wouldn't have answered her phone without being asked to, I rather enjoyed Maggie's familiarity and easy-going nature.

"Thanks!" I gratefully acknowledged as Maggie headed in to answer the kitchen phone.

A few minutes later Maggie came back out of the kitchen. I was just about to ask her who it was when the doorbell rang. Someone else got to the door before I did though, and I was pleased though a little surprised to see that it was Shirley.

"Sorry I'm late. I had to stop at the store for fresh batteries!" she stated, and then held up a slim, bright purple vibrator that she turned on, allowing it to wobble almost violently in her hand.

Everyone laughed of course and I turned back around towards Maggie and held my hand up to my ear as though I was using the phone. Maggie smiled and mouthed the words "Wrong Number" to me from across the room.

Now that Shirley was finally here, the party could get under way. She spent a few extra minutes chatting off to one side with Maggie and Gladys, and then as everyone was anxious to get started, simply stripped off her clothing, folding them into a neat pile, which she placed upon the floor.

Meanwhile April was hovering like nervous butterfly about the room, anxious for things to begin. Not only in wanting to share whatever it was she was going to, but anxiously curious as to who her stimulation partner was going to be today. Maggie finally called things to order more or less, and directed everyone to find a place to sit and get comfortable. I stood off to one side, and momentarily waited until Maggie indicated for me to walk over and lie down in the middle of the floor amongst the pillows. I glanced over towards April and saw her face light up with both pleasure and surprise when she now realized who her fantasy partner was going to be.

I slipped off my Kimono, and at Maggie's instructions had moments ago already unrolled and slipped on a lubricated condom.

"Here," Maggie said, walking over and unwrapping the package on a second one. "Lets put another one on you. It will add that much more protection for one thing, but for another, it will help to desensitize you even more and make you last considerably longer too."

I lay down amongst the pillows and allowed Maggie to roll the second condom over my already covered shaft. Once again I looked towards April and saw the look of relief on her face as Maggie finished preparing me. Maggie then indicated for her to come over to where I was lying, informing her that she was to sit astride my cock while she shared her story with everyone.

Although the condoms were lubricated, it wasn't all that necessary as April was so wet. I saw her pussy lips already glistening with moisture as she swung one leg over my torso to straddle me and slowly lowered down onto my prick.

Maggie was right, the second condom provided me with a hell of a lot less stimulation. A point I had mixed feelings over of course. But, the goal wasn't for myself to feel good at the moment, but for me to make April feel good and enhance the story telling.

I lay perfectly still for the most part as April began, she started out by sharing her wickedest fantasy, something she'd always had fun thinking about, but never ever really doing. As she started her story, I felt her pussy tighten, quivering about me with excitement and anticipation of what was actually taking place. The fact she had another man's cock inside of her for the first time was a fantasy come true all by itself. But now, experiencing that and also sharing something else she'd kept hidden from anyone's knowing was a double pleasure for her.

"I've had this fantasy for a very long, long time. I've often masturbated while thinking about it, thinking about how naughty I would feel, and how exciting it would be to actually do it. But of course...I never had, nor thought I ever would until last week!"

There was a resounding gasp from nearly everyone there, including Maggie. April was normally very reserved, and though she had shared fantasies and desires with this group of women before, they were often tame in comparison with everyone else's. The fact that she'd actually acted out something was wild enough, let alone not even knowing yet what it was she'd done.

"I drove to a nearby hotel and checked in under a different name. From there, I called a limousine service and ensured that I would have a 'young' chauffer, which was a major part of my fantasy. When I was informed that my request would be honored, I dressed appropriately for my ride, which consisted of nothing more than a pair of stockings and garters, and a long coat. Nothing else."

Again there were several audible groans of surprised pleasure being heard, and as I glanced about the room, several women were already unabashedly toying and playing with themselves. In particular, Maggie, who was lying on her side on the floor amongst the cushions with one leg bent at the knee, her hand already busily twirling her clit as she lay there watching and listening.

April was moving almost so slowly that I barely felt her as she slid up and down my prick, sometimes stopping altogether in order to continue her story. I would then thrust up into her, reminding her that I was there, but also in an effort to do what it was I was supposed to do to, and that was to stimulate her while she stimulated all of us with her telling.

"He picked me up in front of the hotel, held open my door for me, and as I slid inside the car, I made sure that the front of my coat opened revealing to him that I wasn't wearing anything underneath. I saw him do a double take as he had hardly noticed me when I first climbed in. When I was fairly sure he had seen what he'd seen, I pulled my coat closed and simply smiled at him when he looked in at me the second time. As I hoped, he got in and started the car and pulled away from the curb, adjusting the rear-view mirror before asking me where it was that I wanted him to take me. I told him to take me across the Coronado Bay Bridge, and that we'd go from there, dependent upon how things went. Once again I opened my coat and revealed the fact that I was indeed naked beneath it. He was now easily able to see my breasts, and watched me as I played with them, making each of my nipples grow incredibly stiff and hard, which wasn't very difficult to do in the first place."

Joanne of all people was sitting on the small little loveseat next to Gladys. I was clearly able to see them from my vantage point as they reached across one another and fondled one another's breasts, occasionally reaching down to pet and caress one another's cunts too. Shirley had taken her seat in my lounge chair, though she hadn't made it go back. Janice was sitting on the floor in front of her, using a large pink vibrator on and in her pussy, while Shirley reached over her from behind and caressed and massaged Janice's breasts. "As we started over the bridge, I again saw him adjust the mirror so that he was no longer looking at my face, which isn't where I wanted him to be looking in the first place. He adjusted it so that my breasts and pussy would be clearly in view in stead. I finally took off the coat completely, and now sat there in only my stockings and garters and allowed him a really good look at me, and what I was doing. I began inserting first one finger, then two, and finally three, all the while with him glancing back and forth from the highway to the backseat as I continued to masturbate."

It was now obvious that April was having difficulty relating her story. She had to stop periodically, trying to concentrate and recall for everyone who was still breathlessly listening, what was going to happen next.

"By the time we crossed the bridge into San Diego, I had already climaxed, and made sure that he heard me very clearly. Rather than asking me 'where to' or something along those lines, he smiled at me and asked instead, 'what next miss?' That's when I told him to find a secluded section of beach some place in a parking lot away from everyone else if possible. But if not, that was ok too as all the windows were darkly tinted of course. He finally found a spot, angling the limo so that it took up at least three parking spaces, and effectively warning off anyone else from parking too close to us. After he'd done that, I invited him into the back with me, though I told him I wouldn't fuck him...or suck him. I did tell him I would either jerk him off while he did me, or.... that I'd be just as happy watching him jerk off while I did myself again. He opted for playing with me while I played with him, which was fine too. And so...we did!"

April had her Chauffer drive her back to the Hotel shortly after that, where she checked out and drove home. The whole experience had made her so horny that she had spent the rest of the evening masturbating in the shower with her shower massage and reliving every moment of her adventure.

I was fairly positive that April had had a 'mini' orgasm of sorts when we'd reached the conclusion of her story. I think she had purposely timed it, so that she was actually enjoying an orgasm, even if it was a small one, when she related how she'd then masturbated in the shower.

I was also fairly certain that Janice had climaxed at least once too. I had heard her soft moans, which had rapidly increased into a series of short panting gasps that ended abruptly and became one very long drawn out sigh.

Maggie walked over to congratulate April not only on her story, but on the fact that she'd actually gone out and done something about it. As Maggie helped April up and off me, she gave her tit an affectionate squeeze and a kiss. She then turned towards me with equal ease, removed both rubbers from my prick so quickly that I was almost sure she'd performed some bit of magic and had used slight of hand to do it. She even palmed the wadded up protection in her hand, dropping it into the nearby trashcan without anyone even noticing.

Maggie returned to the middle of the room, immediately drawing everyone's attention to her without having to say a word.

"As some of you already know, today is Richard's birthday. And to celebrate that fact, I thought we might start a new tradition today, as a way to celebrate everyone's birthday. Richard?" she asked looking at me. "Why don't you come over here and stand by me for a moment."

Doing as I was asked, I unashamedly walked over to stand beside her, erection and all without embarrassment or reservation as to what I was doing, or even what was about to happen. Obviously Maggie was up to something in her typical style, but rather than making me nervous wondering about it, I found myself becoming even more aroused with anticipation as to what it actually was.

Maggie explained to everyone that her idea as how to honor and celebrate birthdays in the future, beginning with mine, was for everyone to simultaneously participate in one way or another in bringing pleasure to that person, or in this case, to me. Everyone immediately approved of that idea, finding it to be a rather fun and interesting thing to do. I was given several options myself of course as 'the birthday boy' as Shirley called me, and simply announced that I was more than willing to do whatever it was that they wanted me to. Almost immediately Shirley let it be known that she wanted me to fuck her, or rather, that she wanted to fuck me for my birthday. She had positioned herself; legs spread resting her head against the front of the couch. I quickly mounted her and slid easily inside that extremely wet cunt. Gladys went next, and once again sat down on the couch, but this time slid forward just enough that she had placed her wide open pussy perfectly just on the edge of the couch. At this angle, it was easy for me to lean over and tickle her clit with my tongue. Though her legs hung on either side of Shirley's head, Shirley quickly commented on how interesting her view of all this was going to be from below us.

"What about me?" April questioned with fearful concern that she was being left out.

"Why don't you come over here and gently fondle and play with Richard's ass and balls while's he's fucking Shirley," Joanne suggested. April immediately grinned and came over to begin doing just that.

Joanne was easily the tallest of us all, and as she stood there contemplating where she could best fit in to this uniquely growing jigsaw puzzle, she found where her piece would best fit.

"Joanne? What are you doing?" Janice asked.

But it became quickly apparent as Joanne easily stepped over both April and I and straddled my back. Simply standing as she was, she began sliding her wet sticky cunt up and down my spine, slowly pressing and rubbing herself against me.

Janice had gravitated over to watch, still trying to find a place where she could fit in, and I immediately offered her a solution to that one as well. Reaching up, I located her pussy and began toying with it, indicating that she should spread her legs for me a little more so that I would have easier access to her juicy quim. Janice liked that idea, immediately resting one hand on my shoulder to steady her self, allowing me to finger her a bit more freely.

From below, Shirley was slowly grinding her pussy against my sheathed prick, thrilling me with the sensation of her hot tight cunt. Gladys was softly moaning in front of me, squeezing and playing with her tits while I tickled and licked her hard little clit with my tongue. April, still sitting somewhere behind me was gently rolling and caressing my balls with one hand, and had lubricated another finger which she was now probing and toying my ass with. Joanne's wet cunt was still sliding up and down my back. It was a delightful sensation to feel her locking her legs around me, pressing herself firmly, humping against me and somehow bringing herself pleasure in having done so.

I was just starting to wonder where Maggie was, and if she was somehow going to participate in this wild almost convoluted pretzel-twisting orgy, when I glanced up briefly and saw her throwing on her bathrobe.

"Where are you going?" I asked worriedly. For the briefest of moments, I considered that, as there didn't appear to be any place left for Maggie to join us that she had for one reason or another decided to leave.

"Just keep doing what you're doing," she said coaxing me. "I just glanced out the window and spotted someone walking up the sidewalk to your door. Don't worry, I'll get rid of her for you."

"Her?" I thought to myself just as Shirley decided to pick that moment to do a cunt-clamp around my prick, which shot a torrent of sweet agonizing shivers up and down my super sensitized dick in short order.

I faintly heard someone knock on the door, heard Maggie enter the foyer to open it and greet whoever it was, though at this distance I couldn't hear or as yet see anyone.

Seconds later I heard my name being called, and it sounded all too familiar, though there was a certain surprised shock that came along with it.

"Richard?!"

I was swimming in the sweetness of pleasure, and it took me a moment to actually realize who it was that was standing there looking at me. As I turned my very wet sticky face away from Gladys cunt, I looked up, saw my ex-wife standing there and simply smiled at her.

"Hi Andrea. Everyone...this is my EX-wife, Andrea...Andrea? These are all my new friends!"

Maggie had already moved back out into the foyer and was already holding open the door for Andrea when she indignantly blew through it on her way back out. I heard Maggie laugh openly, closing the door and then heard her coming back into the room to rejoin us.

Maggie was grinning from ear to ear, once again removing her robe as she crossed the short distance of the room to find a spot and make herself comfortable, which she easily managed to do believe it or not.

"Happy Birthday Richard.... Happy Birthday!" Maggie said

And later that evening after everyone had gone, Maggie gave me another present too, something she called the "vacuum", which for me was the best blowjob I'd ever experienced before in my entire life. All in all, I'd have to say, it was the best fucking birthday I've ever had.

I don't think I remember feeling better about myself, or my future than I did the day after my birthday. And though the evening I had spent with Maggie had perhaps been the best sex I had ever enjoyed in my entire life, I had to admit that it was seeing the look on my ex-wife's face that had been the icing on the cake for me.

Although Andrea and my mother hadn't been all that close even when we were married, I was a little nervous that she would rush back home, make a phone-call to her, just to try and recoup a little of her lost pride if nothing else. I hadn't heard anything either way for three days, and then decided to call home to speak with mom just in case. If mom had heard anything, she'd either give me an earful when I called, or refuse to speak to me entirely. I let out a collective sigh of relief a short time later when I hung up the phone after having talked spoken with her. Everything was fine, obviously Andrea hadn't chosen to take that avenue of revenge to get back at me, but I was still waiting for the other shoe to fall.

I had barely hung up the phone when it rang.

"Hello?"

"Hi Richard." Just the sound of her voice made me smile.

I'd been wondering when I might next see or hear from my sexy next-door neighbor. As was usually the case, my job or her comings and goings would often keep us from visiting or talking for several days of the week. And not that I expected to hear from her, or certainly see her everyday, I did miss it whenever any length of time passed between us.

"Wanted to let you know, there's a bit of a scheduling problem for this coming Saturday. A couple of the gals won't be able to make it, and Shirley's under the weather. So we're going to cancel our weekly little get-together," she told me.

I was disappointed, but it wasn't the first time she'd had to cancel getting together as she had been, sometimes things came up and two or three people couldn't make it. With Shirley under the weather, and Joanne and Janice having some family outing planned, Maggie had called to let me know we wouldn't be getting together at her place this coming weekend.​