That 70's Show - Red's Birthday

As he was unbuckling his belt, he looked at the old sofa and declared to Kitty, "that looks like a Salvation Army reject. God knows what's happened on there."

Kitty grabbed an old green blanket off the back of the couch and spread it on the cushions, "there you old fuddy duddy; heh, heh, heh. Now get those pants off Red Foreman." He shucked his trousers and boxers all in one motion, tossing them over the back of the sofa. As he stood there, his giant cock hanging between his legs like an elephant's trunk, Kitty pushed him backwards and he sat down on the blanket. "Don't worry," she assured him, I wash that blanket every week. Now I'm going to unwrap your present for you." Her body began to sway to the beat of music only she could hear and she kicked off her shoes. Reaching behind, Kitty slowly unzipped the back of her dress, slid it off her shoulders and wiggled it down her pale body until it cleared her wide hips. Then she just let it fall to the floor, and stood in front of Red wearing only a bra and old-fashioned stockings.

"All night long, even at the restaurant; you weren't wearing panties," Red exclaimed, astounded.

"That's correct birthday boy, heh, heh, heh," Kitty chuckled at her secret, "do you like your gift?"

"I'll let you know when you finish unwrapping it," Red grinned, fondling his penis. Kitty unsnapped her plain white bra, slid it off her arms and twirled it over her head, before flinging it into some far-off corner of the basement. Next she placed her left foot directly on Red's cock and proceeded to roll her stocking down to her foot. Red assisted her by removing the stocking and tossing it somewhere near her bra. She repeated this process with the right foot and by this time, Red's penis was at full attention. "How did I get so lucky," Red asked as he pulled Kitty up close and buried his head in her dirty blond pubic hair. Kitty repositioned her feet wide apart and Red started to spread her hair with his thumbs. When he had revealed her prominent mound, his tongue traced her slit from the bottom to the top. She was already soaking wet as he forced his tongue inside her pussy, reaching around to grasp an ass check in each rough hands.

"Oh Red," Kitty moaned, "that feels so good, but maybe we should hurry up a bit, you never know when the kids will be coming back down."

"Not to worry," Red comforted her, "when you have an infestation in your living room like that; it takes an exterminator to get rid of them...but I must agree, because I can't wait to sink my cock in you."

"Oh you old sweet talker; heh, heh, heh," Kitty laughed. Red lay back against the back of the sofa, putting his hands around Kitty's waist and turning her so she was facing away from him. She spread her legs wide, straddling Red's lap, reached down to grab his mighty pole and then raised up on her tip-toes. Her pussy was literally dripping onto his huge crown as she wedged it against her slit, and then, like so many times before, she began to lower herself onto his cock. "Oh Red," Kitty gasped as his crown spread her lips and began to penetrate her cunt. Lower and lower she sunk, impaling herself on Red's gigantic pole, feeling it stretch the walls of her pussy. Kitty never tired of the feeling of being completely filled by her husband's cock. When she was sitting on his lap, she laughed, "heh, heh, heh, I think you're getting bigger."

Red grasped her waist and began to bounce her on his lap, calling, "ya-hoo...ride 'em cowboy." He started to thrust up into her as he jounced her up and down on his lap, slamming his massive cock up into her pussy. Kitty's huge tits were flopping up and down, slapping against her chest as Red jammed in and out of her hole. He encircled her waist with his arms, hugging her tightly against him as he fucked her hard.

"Fuck me birthday boy," Kitty demanded, "drill me with Big Red." They knew each other so well that they could anticipate each others moves and desires. Red slid his hand down and stroked and pinched Kitty's large clit, as she trapped her jellybean nipples between her fingers and squeezed. Kitty's body began to tremble and she groaned, "oh Red, you fucking stud...I love your cock."

"Then you're really going to love this," he predicted as he jammed his prick up into her cunt and began to pump her belly full of his hot seed. Kitty always loved the way the warmth spread through her tunnel when Red came inside her, and just lay back against him enjoying the moment.

The amazing thing about Red's cock was that it was so large, that even when it shriveled, it would stay inside her. Sometimes at night, they would just lay in bed with his flaccid pole still inside her and just wait for it to get hard again. Kitty loved the sensation of it growing inside her pussy. She knew that they didn't have that kind of time, so she raised up, letting his cock slip out of her like a huge snake. As they lay back on the sofa, something "crunched" under the blanket.

Reaching down, Red produced an open bag of corn chips. "Hey, a snack," he declared, "you know what would go good with these...cold beer." He stood, settling Kitty on the blanket, "you wait right here while I run upstairs and get a couple cold ones." He kissed Kitty on the forehead and threw on just his pants and undershirt; not even bothering with his shoes. Kitty wrapped the blanket around her and watched Red bound up the stairs like a kid.

Red quickly grabbed two cold beers from the refrigerator and was about to return to his waiting wife when he heard the TV in the living room. He had assumed the boys had gone home by now so he went storming through the door to investigate. When he saw the trio still loitering in his home he demanded, "what the Hell are you dumb asses still doing here, don't you have anyone else to annoy?"

Kelso had tried to hide the vodka bottle by stuffing it up his shirt, but it was cold against his skin and he jumped, causing the bottle to drop to the floor as he simply said, "oops."

"Ah ha," Red bellowed, "stealing my booze...and you're probably soused."

"He he, soused...what a funny word...say it...soused," giggled Fez.

"I oughta put my foot up your asses," Red yelled as the boys cringed and drew back.

"But Mr. Red...you're barefoot," Fez continued to giggle.

"Now Red, I mean Mr. Foreman," Kelso tried to weasel out of the situation, "I tried to explain to these youngsters about the evils of alcohol."

"Put a sock in it Kelso," Red commanded, and then he began to smile as he got a great idea.

"Here's the deal," Red began, "it's my birthday...

"Happy Birthday Red," Kelso interrupted and held out the vodka bottle, "would you like a drink," and then realized it was Red's bottle...and empty.

"Shut up Kelso," Red glared before continuing, "Mrs. Foreman just gave me a nice present down in the basement, now I am going to do the same for her...or rather...you three are. I want you to go down there and make her very happy; and if she doesn't come upstairs with a smile on her face, I'm going to put my foot up your asses."

The three inebriated boys looked at each other, and Hyde asked, "do you mean what I think you mean?"

Red just grinned and demanded, "what are you still doing here...get your asses down there; give her this beer and tell her Big Red sent you."

Kitty heard the thundering footsteps and tightened the blanket around her as the boys ran down the stairs. They saw her lying on the sofa, her bare shoulders showing and glanced at each other, acknowledging that she was probably naked. Kelso handed her the beer can saying, "Big Red sent us...he said to make you happy."

Popping the can and washing down the corn chips, Kitty responded, "why that old softie...well what are you waiting for; heh, heh, heh," and she flung back the blanket revealing her nude body. Clothes began to fly in all directions and soon all three were completely naked in front of her. "Why Fez," Kitty remarked, "you're nearly as big as Red," as she observed his penis waving in front of him. It was, of course, already hard and nearly a foot long and as fat as a Coke bottle.

"Whoa Fez," Hyde sarcastically asked, "did you have to declare that at the border?" Hyde's rod was a respectable seven inches and looked like a pepperoni stick. Kitty smirked when she saw that the self-declared teenage playboy, Kelso, had the smallest cock. It was probably seven inches long, but slender like a hot dog.

Kitty lay back on the sofa and spread her legs to invite them as Kelso dropped to the floor between them. "I'll show you amateurs how to please a woman," he boasted as he wasted no time in spreading Kitty's matted bush and burying his tongue in her pussy. She was, of course, already wet as he lapped at her slit, sucking in her juices as the others watched. "Mrs. Foreman," he mumbled, "you taste good...different than Jackie, but good."

"Call me Kitty," she responded, "that feels nice Michael."

"You dumb ass," Hyde shouted, "you're tasting Red."

Everyone else in the basement began to laugh hysterically as Kelso stood up and began to run around the room, sticking out his tongue and clawing at it with his fingernails, yelling, "noooooo."

"Stephen, come over here," Kitty requested, and Hyde eagerly stood in front of her. He had always had a crush on the older Foreman woman and for some reason he always thought it was reciprocated. "Oh my," she remarked as she stroked his hard-on, "you really are glad to see me, heh, heh, heh." Fez stood behind the sofa, reached his hands down, and apprehensively began to fondle Kitty's huge breasts. "Oh yes Fez," she encouraged him, "you don't have to be afraid." As Fez began to knead her tits more enthusiastically, she licked the tip of Hyde's crown and started to run her tongue up the entire length of his cock as she fondled his scrotum. Kelso had picked his shirt up off the floor and was scrubbing his tongue with it. He grabbed what was left of Kitty's beer, swished it around in his mouth and then spit it back in the can.

Kitty opened her mouth wide and enveloped Hyde's erection with her lips, taking him instantly down her throat. She began to bob her head back and forth, sliding his prick in and out; while Fez bounced her tits in his hands. She knew that since Hyde was a teenager, he probably didn't have much experience with blow-jobs, so she pulled his hard-on from her mouth when she sensed he was nearing climax. Hyde was ready to protest when Kitty suggested, "I have something else in mind Stephen; something very special that I only give to Red. Now I'm going to get up and I want you to sit down on the sofa."

Kitty pulled away from Fez's grasp and stood while Hyde sat in her place, his hand stroking his tool. "Have you ever had anal sex Stephen," Kitty asked as she turned her back to him.

"No, never Mrs. For...I mean Kitty," Hyde responded, "girls my age are not really into that...I don't think."

"Well, Stephen," Kitty informed him, "then today will be a first for you...I think you'll enjoy it. I know I will, heh, heh, heh." She used her hand to gather the fluid that was leaking out of her pussy and smeared it all around her ass-hole. Kitty really wasn't too worried about lubrication, after all she had just had Red inside her this morning and he was twice Hyde's size. Hyde held his cock upright, pointed at Kitty's ass-hole as she slowly lowered her body. She braced her hands against the couch cushions, feeling his crown nudging against her sphincter ring she quickly dropped down onto his cock. Immediately impaled on his prick, Kitty groaned, "oh yes Stephen; that's nice."

Hyde tried to remain cool as always, but his eyes bulged as she began to move around with his cock in her ass. "Oooo Hyde," Fez cried out, "you're fucking Mrs. Red's ass."

"That's right Fez," Kitty smiled, "now I want you to come around here and fuck my pussy."

Fez ran around the couch as Kitty spread her legs wider, reaching down with both hands to spread her matted bush, giving Fez a clear target at her slit. Sensing this was his first time, the way he stabbed at her fleshy lips, Kitty grasped his impressive rod and helped him find her opening. She reasoned that in this way she could control his penetration. Since she already had a cock in her ass, and Fez's prick was nearly as large as Red's; Kitty wanted him to go slowly and not plow right in. "Now take it easy and enjoy it sweetie," Kitty instructed Fez, "we've got all night."

When he was poised at her hole, Kitty allowed him to push forward about four inches, and Fez groaned, "holy crap, I think I am in heaven."

"It gets even better honey, heh, heh, heh," Kitty assured him, as she let him slide another three inches into her pussy. She took her hand off his penis, saying, "OK honey, I'm all yours, enjoy yourself." Fez immediately shoved the rest of his giant cock into Kitty's pussy while his eyes rolled back in his head. Both he and Hyde were now buried in Kitty's holes, and she just lay back against Hyde's chest and enjoyed the sensation. Fez, of course, wasted no time and quickly began to thrust in and out of Kitty's cunt. Feeling Fez rubbing against him through a thin layer of Kitty's skin, Hyde matched his strokes as they fucked Kitty's holes as hard as they could. "Oh shit," Kitty squealed, "fuck me...fuck my holes...fuck me hard."

She loved the sensation of having both holes penetrated simultaneously, and it wasn't long before her body trembled and shook. Feeling her muscles spasm around their cocks, Hyde and Fez increased their pace, pounding her holes as they thrust in and out. Kitty's massive tits were flopping aimlessly on her chest, and Hyde trapped them with his hands, pinching her jellybean nipples. Utterly and totally stuffed with cock, Kitty ordered, "fuck me...fuck me." Kelso just stood by, stoking his rod and waiting his turn.

Red had already downed three beers as he sat on the couch watching Johnny Carson, when Laurie came stumbling in the front door. Her blouse was wrinkled and she had buttoned it wrong, missing a button hole. Even from where he sat, Red could tell that she reeked of stale beer and cigarettes. She slurred, "oh hi Daddy," as she started up the stairs.

"Come over here pumpkin," Red ordered. He was just drunk enough that he was going to be perfectly blunt with his daughter for once.

"What is it Daddy," Laurie asked as she stood in front of the sofa, swaying unsteadily.

"Well it's like this," he began, "every where I stop for a beer, I hear people hushing up about what a great cock-sucker that Foreman girl is...now I want to find out first hand."

"But...but, I'm a good girl Daddy," she pleaded.

"Look," Red admitted, "we both know what kind of girl you are; now get down on your knees and suck my cock."

Red immediately shoved his pants down to his ankles, his snake hanging nearly to the floor as he sat on the sofa. Laurie dropped to her knees like she had been shot, her jaw hanging open, "wow Daddy...I thought you would never ask."

She grasped his pole in both hands as it quickly grew rigid, stroking it almost reverently, amazed at his size. Beginning to lick his crown, she leaned back slightly to allow Red to finish unbuttoning her blouse and spread it open. She never bothered with a bra and Red rubbed her tiny tits with his rough hands as she opened her mouth as wide as possible around his tennis ball sized head. Wondering if the corners of her lips would split, Laurie somehow managed to suck Red's giant crown into her mouth. Tickling his head with her talented tongue, Laurie moaned slightly in the back of her throat as Red harshly pinched her pencil-eraser nipples. She fondled and squeezed his balls through his scrotum and sucked on his crown.

Watching her blond head between his thighs and feeling her trying to suck the fluid out of his balls was proving to be very stimulating for Red, and he suddenly wanted nothing more than to flood her throat with his cum. He grasped the sides of her head and tried to fuck her mouth, but of course his crown was as much as would fit. When she looked up at him with her angelic, if slightly bloodshot, eyes, Red lost control and began to spew his juice into the back of her mouth. Laurie fervently gulped down every drop, while sliding her dainty hands up and down Red's giant shaft. When she was done, and managed to extricate his crown from her mouth; not even a single drop remained on his cock-slit.

"Holy crap Laurie," Red exclaimed, "everyone is right, you really do have some talent; now get that skinny ass up to bed."

"Thanks Daddy," she beamed as she went to kiss him.

"Nahhhh," Red yelled as he ducked her cum covered lips.

No sooner had Laurie gone upstairs, than Eric came through the front door in a big hurry. Noticing Red on the sofa, Eric offered, "hi Red. Happy birthday...g'night," as he bounded up the stairs to retrieve his stack of Playboys, looking for relief from his case of "blue balls."

"Jeez what a dumb ass," Red mumbled to himself, "always fidgeting." Red walked to the kitchen, liking the feel of his bare feet on the carpet, to get another beer. When he got there, he spied Hyde's gift on the counter and returned with his bottle of peach-schnapps instead. Just as he was getting comfortable on the couch, the front door opened and Kelso's cute, but annoying, little girlfriend Jackie let herself in. "What the Hell is this, Grand Central," Red mumbled as she looked toward him.

"Oh hi Mr. Foreman," she explained, "I'm sorry to barge in but Michael called me and said they were watching TV here and had a bottle...ummm...of soda to share."

"Yeah right...you don't have to worry about letting the cat out of the bag. They drank the whole bottle," Red informed her. As she stood there, he couldn't help but notice how cute she was...not much "up top," but cute as a button. In Korea they would have called her a "spinner;" a girl you sat on your cock and spun her around.

"Oh, well, sorry to bother you...are they down in the basement," she asked as she moved towards the cellar door.

"No," Red blurted, "I got rid of them...ah...sent them to the store. Why don't you sit down here with me and wait for them. I'm watching Johnny Carson, but we can watch whatever you like."

Jackie had never seen Red so friendly, usually she was just plain scared of him, so she sat down next to him on the sofa. Some new comedian, Jay Leno, was on Carson as Red took a swig from the schnapps bottle and handed it to the petite beauty. "it's OK, you're all of legal age now, and it's not like you're driving."

"Thanks Mr. Foreman," Jackie acknowledged as she swallowed a generous amount.

"Call me Red," he suggested as he leered at her little form.

Suddenly the front door opened again and Donna walked into the living room. "What the Hell," Red thought, and then his attitude softened as he gazed at the beautiful redhead.

"Oh hi Red...Jackie," Donna said, puzzled at the combination sitting on the couch, "sorry to butt in, it's just that I left my shirt in the Vista Cruiser and Eric locked it. I thought I could just get the key from him. Is he upstairs?"

"Yeah, yeah," Red gently told her, "but I think he's asleep. I have an extra set of keys I'll get for you, but why don't you join us; we never get a chance to talk."

If Donna had not had three beers already inside her, she probably would have thought it more strange that Red wanted to talk with her, but she saw him pass the schnapps bottle to Jackie and decided to join them. Plopping down on the sofa on the other side of Red, she took the bottle from Jackie and downed a large gulp. Before long they were all talking and laughing and Donna and Jackie were making fun of the rest of the gang. "You know Red," Donna admitted, "Hyde stole that bottle from my house."

"Bob's liquor," Red chuckled, "that makes it even better." When Donna talked and gestured, Red couldn't help notice how her huge breasts bounced around in her t-shirt. "That lucky bastard," he thought when he pictured Eric playing with them. "Hey today's my birthday you know, how about a birthday kiss from my two favorite girls."