Perfect Present

Many thanks to jellybelly2 for all the hard work editing and improving this story from a previous version.

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My birthday was nearly over, and I still wasn't surprised.

A few weeks ago, Kathy had mentioned that she had a surprise present for me. She told me I would never guess it, but she knew for sure I would love it.

It was at dinner one night. She had been looking at me with a funny expression. I thought she looked sort of unhappy and disgusted at the same time, and I was about to ask what was wrong when she smiled a forced smile and told me about the surprise. That was all she said, and she didn't mention it again.

Now it was 11:30 on my birthday night, which was a Saturday. We had gone out for a nice dinner with four friends, and I had received presents from everyone, including Kathy. Nothing special happened at the restaurant. As usual, she talked to the women, and I talked to the men.

We were getting ready for bed. I was already under the covers -- I sleep naked -- thinking maybe her surprise involved sex. Kathy was brushing her teeth.

We're pretty good in bed together. Our sex life is a little irregular, because I'm on the road a lot. But when I come home, we often make up for lost time with a few pretty intense nights in a row before things go back to normal, which for us is some weeks more, some weeks less.

I thought I heard a sound over the faucet running in the bathroom. Kathy turned it off, and then I was sure. It was our doorbell. Nobody rings our doorbell at 11:30. I thought it might be some emergency, so I started to get out of bed to put some clothes on. Kathy came out of the bathroom and stopped me.

"Stay right there," she said. "I'll get it." She slipped a robe over her nightie and quickly went down the stairs before I could get up. I crawled back under the covers and tried to listen.

I heard some voices, and then steps on the stairway going up and down a couple of times. Finally, the door opened and Kathy walked in with two women. I was shocked. My face must have shown it, because Kathy spoke in a soothing voice and said, "Walt, this is Jody and Margie. They are going to help me with your birthday surprise. Just stay where you are while everything is set up, and then I'll explain."

Jody began hauling a lot of equipment into our master bedroom and setting it up. She was slim, with a face that would have been pretty if she ever smiled. She wore her hair short and was dressed in jeans and a sleeveless top that showed off her muscles.

Our bedroom is large, with the bed against one wall and lots of space around it. There were some dressers against the far wall and a couple of easy chairs near them, but not much else in the room. Now the airy room was filling up with stuff. Jody was setting up lights; some high, some low, all around the bed and tripods at every corner, and then mounting a video camera on each one. She set up scaffolding on each side of the bed that almost went as high as our domed ceiling and then connected them with a thick crossbar. On the crossbar she attached a few more lights and two more video cameras.

As she was doing this, I looked over to Kathy and Margie. Kathy was wrapped up in watching Jody. Margie alternated between looking at me, Kathy and Jody. She was a big boned woman, not fat, but full figured. Though she wore a modest blouse and skirt, I could tell that underneath it were some voluptuous curves. I wondered if her breasts were real.

I felt uncomfortable lying naked under the covers, watching the women. Kathy had taken off her robe. She was in one of her most transparent and sexiest nighties. Were they going to film us having sex? That couldn't be the gift I would love. Even though I enjoy sex, I'm no exhibitionist, and I was nervous. What if I couldn't perform?

After what seemed like hours, Jody was done. I looked at the clock. It was midnight. "I'm ready," she said, addressing Kathy. Throughout the setup, she hadn't acknowledged me at all.

As soon as she said it, Margie took off her suit jacket and began unbuttoning her blouse. Kathy came over and sat down next to me on the bed. She had a strange expression on her face as she began talking. It was the same expression as the night she told me about the surprise.

"Walt, you gave me the idea for this birthday surprise," she said. "That's why I know you're going to love it..." She almost spat out the words.

"I usually never go to our computer in the morning, because I'm racing out of here, but I needed to send a quick message to my sister one morning. When it came out of sleep mode, it was on a pay porn site. You had come to bed late the night before, so I figured you must have been looking at it and forgotten to close it. I quickly started a few videos, enough to show me you were logged in as a member, and then I bookmarked it and closed the window and rushed to write my email.

"The next time I was home alone, I went back and became a member myself, so I could explore the site. You know that I don't like porn, but I forced myself to look at everything. There were so many different kinds of porn, I was confused. Some of it was pretty revolting. As I watched it, I decided that I had to find out what you were looking at.

"A couple of nights later, I pretended to fall asleep, and you went to the computer. A half-hour later, I got up and said, 'Walt, where are you?' and walked toward your office. Remember? You got up quickly, and rushed to meet me in the hall. Your face was red. I took your hand and said, 'Come to bed,' and you said, 'Okay.' Remember, we had some pretty exhausting sex for the next hour.

"Afterward, you quickly fell asleep, but I was wide awake. I got up and went to the computer. As I thought, you didn't have time to log off the site, so I started exploring again. But this time, I could tell from the colors of the borders of each thumbnail which videos you had watched. I watched as many as I could in the next two hours. There were a lot more, but once I found the patterns, it was easy to figure out what you liked.

"Walt, this is not the time to talk about what you were doing watching those videos. All I'll say is that I wondered about those times when you seemed uninterested in me day after day. You were in town, and I knew you weren't cheating because you were home every night. But even when I gave you strong hints, you weren't interested. Sometimes I went to bed and cried while you were working late at the computer. At least I thought you were working.

"Now I know better, and the last thing I'll say for now about what you were doing is that I decided you were cheating on me. I know it's not the same as being with another woman physically, but I still feel betrayed. You deprived me of your love in favor of those overendowed women with hairy pubises. Yes, I know those are turn-ons for you.

"I was surprised, because I've got above average size breasts, and I've never shaved between my legs. I couldn't understand why you preferred watching them and masturbating to actually having sex with your wife. It really upset me,

"But we can talk about all that some other time. Tonight is about you, about giving you the greatest birthday present you never realized you wanted. Tonight, we're going to make the perfect porn video that has everything you like, and you're going to get a bird's eye view."

As if to punctuate her words, the doorbell rang again, and she left the room, not bothering to put on her robe.

I looked over and saw that Margie was now completely undressed. And she was as voluptuous as I had imagined. Her breasts were huge but real, because they sagged just a little, and her rump was firm, round and smooth. Her legs were slim and smooth, except for where they met her body. There, sticking out from her crotch, was a huge, thick thatch of curly black hair, the biggest I've ever seen. She looked a little nervous.

Kathy came back into the room with two men; both average looking buff types that you could see working out at any fitness center. They began to remove their clothes, and I saw that they were way above average in the equipment department. Both sported long, thick organs.

Kathy came over to me, pulled off the cover and took my hand. As she pulled it, she said, "Walt, sit here on the chair. Jack, would you please sit on the chair in that corner. We're going to start with Bart." She led me to a chair behind the lights and cameras, as Margie and Bart got onto the bed.

They began foreplay as we watched; Kathy was sitting on the floor at my legs. She reached back and grasped me and began to stroke me, but I was too startled to be responsive.

"Jack and Bart are experienced at everything," she said. "They are up for anything the customer wants. But Margie is new at this. I found her through an agent, and I watched her previous work. Until last week, she was doing only girl-on-girl videos, mostly for hairy fetish sites. But she has done a couple of straight sex videos now, and she seemed to enjoy them, although neither man was as well endowed as Jack and Bart. I wanted someone fresh for your perfect present, and you can see she has the kind of breasts and pubic hair that you love."

After the kissing and touching, Bart was now getting between Margie's legs. Kathy took my hand and pulled me to the bed. Our bed is an oversized king, and Margie and Bart were on one side while Kathy led me onto the other side, and we sat down next to them.

"Jody has all the cameras running to catch all the action from many angles, including above. That's expensive, but it's special for your birthday present. She's got a camera on her head that she'll be using to get in close, because I know you like close-up action so that you can see every hair around the vagina and anus and every drop of mucous. She'll work around us, so don't even think about her. Let's look at what Bart is doing."

She gently pulled me forward so I had a good view of his tongue working on Margie, whose vaginal lips were already swollen and oozing love juice. "Get close enough so you can hear," said Kathy. "Jody has mikes all over the place, so she'll pick up every sound, but I want you to experience everything live, too." She gently pushed my head down and let go when I moved it closer to the action. Margie's puffy outer lips were about five inches in front of my eyes now, and I heard the slurping noises as Bart's tongue worked away inside of them. I even heard some sighs coming from Margie.

"How do you like that, Walt?" said Kathy. "Look at those lips and the red moist stuff inside, and all the wet hair around it. Are you close enough to see every pore and every drop? Wouldn't you like to stick your tongue in there like Bart is doing? Do you hear the sounds? Do you hear her responding? Are you getting excited yet?"

She was saying all this enthusiastically, but there was a slightly shrill edge in her voice.

As for me, I was both stunned and fascinated with the scene, and I noticed that I was indeed starting to get excited. I couldn't believe it. This was so weird, sitting there naked next to a naked couple with my nose practically in her vagina, which was being eaten out by Walt, and someone was filming everything while Kathy was stroking my penis. It was embarrassing, but at the same time, something inside me was stirring.

"OK, Margie, I think you're warmed up," said Kathy as she pulled me back until I was sitting upright. This seemed to be a signal for Bart to lift his head and move closer to Margie. He was on his knees, and he took Margie's legs and put them on his shoulders and then guided his huge member to her vagina which was now red and wet. I saw him slowly push it inside of her as she drew in her breath.

"You can handle it, Margie," said Kathy encouragingly. "Bart, please start very gently. Kathy has never had anything this big in her before. Walt, see how he's stretching her, and the sides of her are being forced out as it goes in. I know you love watching that? Why don't you get closer?" Again she began to guide my head and stopped as I moved it myself to within a few inches of the insertion. I couldn't believe this huge snake was going in that narrow hole and watched in fascination.

Finally, it was all the way in, and Bart started to move. He pulled it out just a few inches and then slowly pushed it back. Gradually, he picked up the pace and at the same time pulled it out further before going all the way back. Now I could see Margie's juices squeezing out the sides around his penis, and I began hearing rhythmic squishing sounds. As if from another room, I heard her soft sighs.

The pace was getting faster. "Look up," said Kathy, pulling me away. I sat back and saw Margie's body moving on the bed as Bart was pushing straight in and out and starting to bump her bottom as he went in. In response, her huge breasts were flopping back and forth, hitting her face and then bouncing down to hit her chest and then bouncing back. They flopped faster and faster as he picked up the speed. My mouth was open in amazement. I had seen similar scenes online, but this was right in front of me. The sounds of her breasts slapping against her skin were loud in my ears.

Bart slowed down and moved in closer; leaning forward. This forced Margie's big round rear off the bed and into the air. Now her movements were more up and down than horizontal, and at first the breasts stopped moving. But again he picked up the speed and began bumping her ass, sending it into the bedsprings, which sent it right back. This got the breasts going crazily in every direction, and I couldn't take my eyes off of them.

"Come back here," said Kathy, gently pulling me behind Bart. His legs were spread and his rear was up in the air as he was piledriving into Margie. I didn't enjoy sitting behind him because the view was of his hairy crack.

"No, down here," said Kathy as she pushed my head down between his legs until I was once again inches from the huge member pushing in and out of Margie.

"Look at how her vagina's being stretched," said Kathy. "He's really big. Look at her anus. It's being forced open at the same time. I know you love looking at assholes. Take a close look and see what's there. She pushed my head down until I could swear I was smelling Margie's anus. I looked at it and saw it stretching and contracting as Bart pounded in and out of her vagina.

"Doesn't it look like it's asking for something to be put in there?" said Kathy. "Maybe you want to stick your tongue in. Do you wonder what it tastes like? Do you want to stick your tongue in it?"

"No," I said firmly. It was one thing to watch anuses in a video, but this close to the real thing was something else, and I wasn't finding it appetizing.

"OK, then stick a finger in," said Kathy. "Come on." She took my right hand and led my index finger to the Margie's anus and pushed it in. Then she began guiding it in and out. My arm was limp. I had no feeling except in my finger, which felt the contractions of Margie's anus. Kathy let my hand go, but somehow, even without her, my finger kept on going in and out.

"That's it," she said. "Feel her with your finger. She's trying to move away from it, because she's not used to something in her ass. See how she's squirming. Put another finger in and keep on going. Now try to match Bart's rhythm. That's it. Put your head down closer, so you can see your fingers and Bart going in and out at the same time. Do you hear the sounds?"

I followed her instructions like a robot, and as Bart slowed down, I slowed down. When he pulled out, I pulled out.

"That was great," said Kathy. "Jody told me she got some good video. Now let's do a different position. Margie, get on your knees, and Bart is going to do you doggy style."

Bart got behind Margie and started feeding his member into her again. It seemed even bigger because it was now glistening from her juices, and this time there was less trouble getting it all in. He started to go slowly in and out.

"Get down close so you can see the action, Walt," said Kathy. I didn't wait for her to move me this time. I got my face next to them, and watched his long tool move in and out between her cheeks.

"That's not good," Kathy said. "You can't see anything from the side. The best view is from underneath. Stop a minute, Bart and Margie." They disengaged and looked at her. She pulled me to the middle of the bed and then rolled me onto my back.

"OK Margie, get on your knees right over Walt, so he can see right into your pubic hair, and Bart get behind her. Are you ready, Walt? This is an angle you hardly ever see. It's going to be special, just for you." I heard that hint of hysteria in her voice again, and it made me nervous. But then my attention was on something else.

I was looking straight up, and all I saw at first was black, curly bush. But then coming into view was what looked like an elephant's trunk. It poked into the bush, looking for something, and it kept going deeper and deeper into the bush. Then I saw the bush parting in the middle with a red gash appearing around the elephant trunk and spreading out.

The trunk began going in and out of the red gash, and I was mesmerized. I heard Kathy's voice, as if from far away. "How does that look, Walt?" it said. "Can you see everything? Here, let me get you in a better position." I felt her push a soft cushion under my head. My eyes were now a few inches from the action, and I heard the squishing sounds. I felt some of Margie's juices dripping on my face as Bart's thing squeezed them out of her. Ugh. I tried to ignore the dripping and concentrate on the action.

"How are you feeling, Margie?" Kathy asked. "Are you OK with Bart's size now?"

"Not really," said Margie. "He's so big, and I'm too tight. I might need some lubricant."

"What if your clitoris was stimulated more?" said Kathy. "Would that help with your lubrication?"

"I don't know," said Margie. "We can try it."

"OK," said Kathy. "Walt, slide down until you can reach Margie's clitoris. I'll help you with the cushion." Margie's tone of voice had changed. She wasn't suggesting. She was commanding. I wasn't happy. The last thing I wanted to do was lick this hired porn actress while she was getting serviced. I didn't make any move.

Kathy maneuvered the cushion under my head, but it did no good, because I wouldn't budge. "Move, Walt," she said. "Slide down a little. Come on."

"No," I said. "Kathy, I think this has gone far enough. I know you mean well, but I'm not comfortable right now, and I think it's time to stop."

"But we haven't finished the video," said Kathy. "I paid all this money just for your special gift. Please cooperate."

"No," I said, "and that's final."

"I'm giving you what you really want," said Kathy. "You know you'd love to eat Margie out while Walt is screwing her. You know it. Why are you so stubborn?"

Margie interrupted. "Wait a second, Kathy," she said. "I think I've figured out how to do this. Please ask Walt to move again and this time, add 'pretty please.'"

Kathy's voice sounded angry. "What are you talking about, Margie?" she said.

"Just do what I say," said Margie. "I know this will work." There wasn't a sound from Bart, who never stopped moving slowly in and out of Margie.

"OK. Walt, please move down so you can lick Margie's clitoris."

"No!"

"Pretty please!"

As she said the words, I felt Margie's hands. They were warm and soft, and they were around my testicles and manipulating them. It was exciting, but I wasn't giving in."

"It didn't work," said Kathy

"Try again," said Margie.

"Pretty please!" said Kathy.

Margie's hands began pulling my testicles away from each other and then back. It was getting me more worked up. "Again!" she shouted.

"Pretty please."

The hands were holding my testicles tightly now and gently squeezing.