The Group Surprise My Boyfriend Had Prepared for Me

I’m going to tell you about the first time I experienced something like this, and it was the best birthday present anyone has ever given me. Bruno, my boyfriend, organized it, and I still find it hard to believe it really happened.

Before I go on, let me describe myself a little. I’m short, barely five foot three, with long dark hair. I have very pale skin, green eyes, and a face people usually call sweet and innocent, though my somewhat full lips tell another story. I’m neither thin nor fat; I’ve got wide hips and a pretty big chest, which is the first thing people notice. In everyday life I’m shy, and I find it hard to look people in the eye. But in bed I turn into someone else: I like doing everything and having everything done to me. That side of me was exactly what inspired Bruno.

For months, while we were fucking, we fantasized out loud about having other men with us. That idea turned both of us on. He’d slide into me slowly while I filled myself with a toy, imagining they were two different guys. Sometimes we’d add a third against my lips. He liked finishing on my face and watching me swallow every drop, and I liked letting myself be watched like that. But there was something we never managed: taking him all the way in when I sucked him off. He was too big, and no matter how hard I tried, I always gagged.

My birthday was coming up. Every year we celebrated it the same way: a long meal with the family and, in the afternoon, when the older people left, my cousins and friends would go out for drinks until late. And always, without fail, Bruno and I would end the night with our own private session. This year wasn’t going to be any different, or so I thought.

We were planning the day when he let something slip that left me thinking.

—We’re going to have a great time with your family —I said—, but even better when we’re finally alone.

—That’s for sure —he answered with a half smile—. Wear something very sexy that night. I’ve got a surprise for you. It’s your present.

—Really? —I was intrigued—. Don’t make me wait so long.

He wouldn’t tell me anything else. The days passed and the date arrived. I put on a pair of pants so tight everything showed beneath the fabric, and on top a cropped T-shirt that left my navel bare. When Bruno saw me, he raked his eyes over me with an undisguised look of desire.

—Jesus, you’re perfect —he murmured—. Exactly like that is how I want you for the present.

The celebration went on as always. I ate, toasted, laughed with my cousins. But around one in the morning Bruno took my hand and whispered in my ear that we had to go, that the surprise was waiting for us. I’d had more to drink than usual, so I was a little tipsy, floating.

—We’re going to my place —he said as we walked—. Everything’s there.

On the way we messed around, laughed, and he took the opportunity to grope my whole body. By the time we got to the building entrance, I was already soaked and couldn’t think about anything else.

We went inside. Before turning on any lights, he tied a scarf over my eyes. He guided me to the living room and made me kneel on a cushion he’d left ready on the floor. Blindfolded, I could hear soft noises around me, but I was so drunk I didn’t pay them any attention. I assumed he was about to bring his cock to me so I could suck him off with my eyes covered, like other times.

—You can take the blindfold off now —he said after a couple of minutes—. Enjoy your present.

I pulled the scarf down and stared, mouth open.

***

All around me, forming a circle, there were six men besides Bruno. All naked, all standing, all pointing at me. I didn’t know any of them. My boyfriend was a little apart, leaning against the wall, watching me with bright eyes.

—Happy birthday, babe —he said—. We’re going to have a blast.

I was still processing the scene when one of them brushed my lips. Almost without thinking I opened my mouth, and in no time it was full. Two others took my hands and put them on their cocks; I started jerking them off out of pure instinct. The others were touching me everywhere at once: my chest, between my legs, my hips. I kept glancing sideways toward the corner, where Bruno was slowly stroking himself without missing a single detail. In a matter of seconds they’d stripped me naked and I was already fully aroused.

It was a sensation unlike anything I’d ever had. I was going from one mouthful to another, jerking off two men with my hands while they sucked my tits, and one of them managed to get under me and lick at whatever he could reach. I was moaning uncontrollably, like it was spilling out of me, and I came for the first time, shaking all over.

They put me on all fours. One grabbed my hips and started pounding into me; another stood in front of me and held my head; with each hand I kept busy with two more. I was completely given over, like a toy passing from one set of hands to another, and the strange thing was that I was enjoying myself more than ever. In barely fifteen minutes I’d already lost count after the third orgasm.

When I caught my breath a little, I looked for Bruno. He had come closer and was jerking off a couple of steps away, watching those six strangers turn his girlfriend inside out. I motioned for him to join in, but he shook his head.

—This is your present —he said softly—. Enjoy them. You get me every day.

The man fucking me pulled out and, instead of another taking his place right away, one of them lay back on the sofa. I understood what he wanted. I climbed on top and started riding him, setting the pace myself. In the middle of a moan, another cock found my mouth, and firm hands held my nape. I knew what was coming. When I felt that thickness crossing my throat I couldn’t stop myself from gagging, but he didn’t let up, so I had to relax and get used to his thrusts.

After a while I was enjoying both things at once, full from the front and from my mouth. I was about to come again when I felt something new: someone had lain down behind me and started running his tongue over places I wasn’t expecting. It was an unexpected sensation that made me explode instantly. They took turns, changing positions, until I’d been through all of them and they’d all been through me.

I was like a madwoman, feeling like the luckiest woman alive and the most shameless one at the same time. I was about to come again, riding one and with my mouth occupied, when something pressed against my back entrance. Almost without realizing it, I felt it open me slowly. I was surprised and turned on in equal measure: it was my first double penetration, a fantasy I’d been imagining for years without daring to try. In three or four thrusts he had me completely. I was being filled everywhere at once, and in less than a minute the strongest orgasm of my life hit me, so intense that I shot out a gush like I never had before.

***

That night was perfect. I had a whole bunch of men all to myself, my first squirting, my first double penetration, and I still had what Bruno had really planned left: the finale. I never imagined something like that could actually come true.

It took me a couple of minutes to pull myself together. I looked for my boyfriend again: he was still jerking off with a look of disbelief at everything he was seeing. Our eyes met, he winked at me, and I answered with my best smile.

The six of them took turns going through me again, one after another. I had so many orgasms I stopped counting them. When I looked at the clock almost an hour and a half had passed and I was exhausted, so I told them it was time to finish, that I couldn’t take any more. As soon as they all pulled away, I felt strangely empty.

I stayed still for a few seconds and then knelt in the middle of the room. In the blink of an eye I was once again surrounded by the same cocks that had made me feel so much pleasure. The six of them were jerking off quickly, and I didn’t know where to look: on every side there was one pointing at me from just a few inches away. It was a sight I’d never experienced before. It turned me on so much that I put my own hand between my legs and started touching myself at the same rhythm as them. Seeing me like that must have pleased them, because several voices immediately called out that they were close.

I was about to fulfill my biggest fantasy. I looked at everyone’s faces, tense, focused. I kept touching myself, and with my other hand I squeezed my breast, opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, inviting them to let go of everything they’d been holding back.

Without warning, a warm stream covered my face from forehead to chin. It was so abundant that some of it got into my hair. I barely had time to turn and see the others finishing. One after another they left my skin soaked. I licked up what I could reach with my tongue, swallowed it, and then opened my mouth so they could see there was nothing left.

The gesture worked, because immediately three of them came on me at the same time. It was hitting me from everywhere, I felt completely covered, and I kept touching myself faster and faster until I came while they were drenching me. I ended up trembling, my mouth full, and I swallowed it all even though it took a little effort. When my mouth was empty, I showed it to them again, just like before.

Those who had already finished stepped aside and made room. When I looked up, I saw Bruno coming toward me, masturbating slowly. He stopped right in front of me, never taking his eyes off me, with that cheeky smile of his. I was in heaven, and seeing him enjoy it so much made it even better.

Another shot brought me back to reality all at once: it was the last of the guests. I turned to receive it, and at the same time I felt the missing one land on the other side of my face. For a few seconds the two of them emptied themselves on me at once. When they were done, they stepped back like the rest.

The six of them had come on me. My face and hair were covered, I felt sticky in a strange way that, somehow, I liked. I could barely see, but enough to make out Bruno still standing in front of me. After everything that had happened, I had almost forgotten that he still hadn’t finished.

He was looking at me in a way I’d never seen before, hammering away at himself quickly, clearly right on the edge. I was about to ask him to give me what was left, to finish me off since he was the only thing missing, when he moved first and drove himself all the way down my throat. I wasn’t expecting it; I gagged so hard I almost threw up. He held my head with both hands and used my mouth for a couple of minutes.

It took me a while to relax and breathe again, but I managed it just in time, because he left himself all the way inside. I felt him swell, felt him go rigid, and I knew what was coming. A second later he let out a grunt that must have been heard throughout the building and started shaking, emptying himself directly down my throat without me having to do anything. He came like an animal. When he relaxed, he let go of my head and slowly pulled out.

Still breathing hard, but with a huge happy smile, he said:

—Fuck, that was incredible. You’re the best girlfriend in the world.

I could only smile. The six of them got dressed, thanked us, said they’d had a wonderful time and that if we ever wanted to do it again, we should let them know. They said goodbye and left.

I got up to look at myself in the mirror, but Bruno grabbed my arm and, when I turned, took a couple of photos of me. He said he wanted to keep the memory, that I looked gorgeous like that.

When I finally got to the bathroom, I was stunned by my reflection. I knew I had a lot on my face, but not that much. I was completely covered, and a couple of strands hung from my chin.

I can’t believe I actually like seeing myself like this so much.

I got myself wet again and started touching myself in front of the mirror. With my free hand I scooped up what was on my face and brought it to my mouth. There was so much that by the time I’d gathered almost all of it, my mouth was overflowing. I came while swallowing it out of pure instinct.

Bruno was watching me from the doorway without my knowing it, until I saw him in the reflection. He held my gaze and said:

—Looks like you liked my present. I’m really glad.

—At first I froze, it caught me by surprise —I admitted—. But it’s the best thing anyone has ever done for me. Thank you. And I think you enjoyed it too, didn’t you?

—Of course. If we both liked it that much, we’ll have to do it again.

—Count on it —I replied.

I stepped into the shower with a smile that wouldn’t leave my face. And that’s where my story ends. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed living it.