Birthday Joy It was Wednesday.  Ben hated Wednesdays.  Too far from next weekend to be able to look forward to it, and too far from last weekend to be able to reminisce about it.  He hated his sales job, hated his bosses, hated that he hadn't been laid for over a month and hated that his birthday was, so far, going unnoticed.  The small paper plane he had aimlessly tossed into the air swirled poetically and landed on the desk of his neighbour, Caroline.  He carried on working, oblivious, until it landed back on his desk with writing across the wings, “We've heard a rumour.” He looked to his left with a puzzled look on his face only to see Caroline and the cute young lady next to her giggling.  He couldn't remember the other girl's name but would have liked to have found out on account of the times he'd bashed his bishop while thinking of her.  He smiled wanly and turned back to make his next call only to be interrupted by his clock flashing, indicating lunchtime. As he stood to go out and buy his usual same old same old lunch he felt his hands get touched.  Sure enough, Caroline and Mystery Girl had taken his hands and were now leading him toward the door.  “Okay,” he said, “now I'm confused.” “We're taking you for a sandwich,” giggled Mystery Girl.  That seemed to set Caroline off too.  Ben could only hope he understood. The path forked into a park where the girls led Ben.  Eventually they came off the path and into a concealed area.  The girls looked round and once satisfied of their seclusion practically threw Ben to the ground.  Caroline lifted her skirt, grabbed Ben's hand and put it up to her panties, where it grabbed the crotch and pulled it aside to rub harshly against her labia.  She jumped a little in surprise as Mystery unbuckled his belt and undid his fly.  “Oh my God,” she exclaimed, “it's true, it's huge.” Ben smiled, slipped his middle finger inside Caroline and leaned slightly to stroke her leg with his other hand.  Mystery was playing with his dick by this time and seemed to be quite the expert.  He was responding quite nicely to her teasing and pulling.  She made him start by putting her thumb on the end of it and spreading his urethra slightly.  She knew that made men uncomfortable and she very much liked to let them know who was in control.  Caroline cocked one leg over him and sat down with her vagina right in front of his chin.  “Going to be a good boy?” she asked.  “Going to eat your main course?  If you don't, there's no sweets.” Ben nodded eagerly.  She shuffled herself onto Ben's waiting face, his tongue willingly lapping up his main course.  She couldn't stop herself giving a sigh of pleasure and breathing harder.  She looked over her shoulder to see Mystery running her teeth along the shaft of Ben's well-endowed penis and rubbing the end of it with her thumb.  Ben didn't seem too uncomfortable any more, bless him. In fact he was more or less content if truth were told.  His tongue was inside a warm, wet pussy, his dick was inside the mouth of a woman he didn't even know and his hands were all over the butt of the same woman he was eating.  He wondered if life got much better than this. As if in answer to his question, Mystery girl straddled his throbbing cock and slipped it inside her hot cunt with a loud gasp.  It was obviously bigger than she had expected.  Caroline was squirming slightly as she rocked back and forth on his face, spreading her juices along his cheeks and nose.  He in turn spread her ass and ran his finger along until he found her asshole.  With a squeeze he pushed it inside, making her squeal and shudder.  He looked up to see her tugging hard at her nipples, pulling on them and leaning her head right back as she rode his tongue and finger.  She leaned forward slightly to let him get more leverage with that finger and put it all the way in.  It probed inside her cinnamon star and she replied by almost screaming.  He suspected that she was almost ready to orgasm, though he had in fact never experienced that before so had little to go on but his imagination. The Girl With No Name was riding him hard now, the muscles in her legs taut and strong.  She leaned forward to pull Caroline back, almost pulling her off Ben's face, but Caroline wasn't having that.  She leaned right back, supporting herself with her hands on the ground.  Enigma Woman grasped at Caroline's tits, pulling and tweaking the nipples while engaging her in a kiss, her tongue almost right down her throat, with Caroline's almost down her own.  As she drew her tongue out, Caroline grasped it with her teeth, tightly enough for her to not be able to retract it.  Caroline lapped wildly at it with the tip of her own while thrusting hard back and forth on Ben's willing face.  She could feel her juices leaking all over his face but she didn't care and she suspected that he didn't either.  She certainly felt no subsidence in his eagerness to please. Ben was finding it harder and harder to control himself.  He could feel every thrust of Mystery Girl's hips and with each one he became less and less able.  He closed his eyes, lapped up the tasty juices that were now flowing quite freely into his mouth, carried on fingering Caroline's tight ass and was almost disappointed when he let fly his load inside The Woman.   To his dismay she didn't stop riding him hard, and his now supersensitive penis was struggling to maintain an erection.  It was almost as if she hadn't noticed him cum inside her.  Was she too busy with Caroline?  He hoped not, he rather liked being the center of attention.  Only when he was beginning to get quite sore did he feel her pussy loosen, then tighten hard and release her orgasmic juices.  At that moment she seemed to ride him harder than ever and practically screamed at the top of her lungs despite their precarious location.  She continued to ride until her energy was spent, all three of them exhausted.  They lay together for a while, giggling. “So,” Ben exclaimed after a while, “you heard a rumour about my big dick did you?” The smug look was present right up until Mystery Girl said, “Well, no, not really, we just heard it was your birthday.” written by:  coy