Katie’s thirtieth birthday. A milestone. Supposedly. And yet, as Katie dragged herself out of bed that morning, it felt like any other day. James was already gone, his side of the bed cold. The usual rush of the morning routine didn’t leave much time for reflection, getting the kids dressed, making breakfast, nagging them to brush their teeth, and hunting down missing socks. Thirty. Thirty and still nagging about socks.

As she stood in the kitchen, stirring a pot of porridge, her eyes flicked to the calendar on the wall. Big, bold letters under today's date read "MUM'S BIRTHDAY!" The kids had written it with her help last week, all excited about it. Yet here she was, without so much as a cup of tea brought to her in bed.

“Happy birthday, Mum!” the kids chirped when she reminded them. They hugged her, sticky hands and all. But James? Nothing. Not a text. Not a call. Just silence.

The day dragged on. Katie didn’t expect a parade, but something, a card, flowers, a text, would’ve been nice. She cleaned the house, answered emails, and felt increasingly sorry for herself. A niggling hope flickered, though. Tonight. Maybe tonight James would surprise her. He had to. She’d practically handed him the opportunity on a plate, organising the kids’ sleepover at Laura’s. Maybe he was just being cagey because he had something big planned. Dinner out? A romantic evening, just the two of them?

At four o'clock, she bundled the kids into the car and drove them to Laura’s. They were ecstatic, babbling about popcorn and movies, barely even noticing when she kissed them goodbye.

The drive back home felt heavier. The house loomed as she parked in the driveway. It was dark; not even the porch light was on. Her chest tightened. No candles in the window, no sound of life within. Her last thread of hope snapped.

She trudged up to the door, keys jangling in her hand. When she opened it, she was greeted by a roar of voices: “SURPRISE!”

Katie froze. There were balloons, streamers, and far too many faces crammed into the little hallway. James was there, grinning from ear to ear, holding a glass of fizz. He stepped forward and pulled her into a hug.

“You didn’t think I’d forget, did you?” he murmured, pressing a kiss to her cheek.

Katie wanted to cry. Relief, joy, embarrassment, they all warred within her. She plastered on a smile and took the drink he handed her, raising it to the cheers around them.

The living room was packed. Tables groaned under trays of finger food. A playlist hummed in the background, upbeat and lively. She looked around, scanning the room for familiar faces. Something felt off.

Where were her best friends? Laura, for one, had known about the sleepover. And why were there so many men? She counted ten. eleven men to three women, not including herself or James. The women, Anne, Sarah, and Kelly, were glued to their husbands’ sides, making small talk.

Katie sipped her drink, nerves tingling. James noticed her standing by herself and came over, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

“Having fun?” he asked, his eyes sparkling.

“Yes, it’s lovely,” she said, smiling. But she couldn’t shake the unease. “Where’s Bella? And Sophie? I thought they might come.”

“Oh, you know how it is,” James said, waving it off. “Last-minute things, I’m sure. Don’t worry, everyone here’s excited to celebrate with you.”

She nodded, but the knot in her stomach tightened. Who were these men? A few looked vaguely familiar, probably colleagues of James, but others were strangers. They mingled in tight-knit groups, laughing over beers. Katie watched as one of them leaned against the mantelpiece, gesturing animatedly about something she couldn’t hear.

Her gaze flitted back to James. He was laughing with one of the men, relaxed and at ease. Whatever doubts she had, Katie swallowed them down. It was her birthday, after all. Maybe she was just overthinking things.

From across the room, James caught her eye, a look she couldn’t quite place. It was more than a smile; it was an invitation. Her heart fluttered as he approached, his hand sliding to the small of her back.

“Come with me,” he murmured, his breath warm against her ear.

She followed him, a tingle of anticipation coursing through her as he led her down the hallway and into their bedroom. He closed the door behind them, shutting out the noise of the party. Katie’s head swam slightly, whether from the drinks or the atmosphere, she wasn’t sure.

“James, what’s going on?” she asked, watching as he leaned casually against the edge of the bed, his lips curving into a slow smile.

“I wanted tonight to be special,” he said, his voice low and steady. “Something unforgettable.”

Katie tilted her head, uncertain. “What do you mean?”

He reached for her hands, his grip firm and reassuring. “You know I love you, Katie. I know you better than anyone else. I know what you like. What you really like.”

Heat rose to her cheeks, and she swallowed hard. “James”

“You don’t have to say anything yet,” he interrupted gently. “Just hear me out.” He took a breath, his eyes searching hers. “Everyone here tonight is here for you. For us. To give you something I know you’ve thought about.”

The meaning of his words sank in slowly, like a stone dropped into deep water. Her knees felt weak, a jolt of surprise shooting through her.

“You you mean” she stammered, unable to finish the sentence.

He nodded, his expression calm, as though this was the most natural thing in the world. “I know how much you love when I finish on you, Katie. Tonight, I wanted to take that and make it bigger.”

Katie stared at him, speechless. The air felt thick around them. Her heart raced, a mix of disbelief and undeniable arousal flooding her. Her mind swirled with conflicting emotions, shock, curiosity, and a spark of excitement she couldn’t ignore.

“James, I” she began, but her voice faltered.

“It’s all up to you,” he said softly. “I planned this because I thought it was what you’d want. But if you’re not into it, we’ll send everyone home, no harm done.”

His certainty, his care, the way he looked at her like she was the only thing in the world that mattered. Her breath caught as the thought took root, igniting something deep within her.

“You really did all this for me?” she whispered, her voice trembling.

He nodded, stepping closer and cupping her cheek.

Katie couldn’t deny it. The idea had always lingered in the corners of her mind, a fantasy she’d never dared voice. And here he was, presenting it to her, laid out like the most exquisite gift. He knew her better than she knew herself.

A small smile tugged at her lips, and she gave a single, shaky nod. “I want it.”

Katie took a deep breath, her chest tight with anticipation and disbelief as she tried to wrap her head around what James was saying. Her heart raced, every nerve on edge. He stood close, his gaze steady and filled with a calm confidence that both reassured and excited her.

“What’s the plan, then?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly but laced with undeniable curiosity. “Are they coming in one by one, or is everyone going to be doing it at the same time?”

James smiled, his lips curving in that way that always made her knees feel weak. “It’s going to be as a group,” he said gently. “But don’t worry, it’s all been thought out. Everyone will come to you when they are about to cum”

“Everyone?” Katie echoed, her voice barely above a whisper. The weight of what he meant settled over her like a spark igniting a fire deep inside.

“Yes,” he said, his tone calm but firm. “All the men. That was the idea from the start. They’ve all agreed, and they’re here because they want to make tonight unforgettable for you.”

Katie swallowed hard, her head spinning. The thought alone sent a shiver down her spine. “And the girls?” she asked, glancing back toward the living room. Anne, Sarah, and Kelly had been close to their husbands all evening, their easy smiles and quiet confidence making her suspect they knew more than she did at the time.

James’s smile softened as he reached for her hands, his grip steady and reassuring. “They’re here to help, too,” he said carefully.

“Help?” she asked, her voice shaky.

“They’ve agreed to help pleasure all the guys. Their job is to make sure every man reaches the point where they can cum hard for you.” James explained, his voice calm and measured.

Katie’s breath hitched, and she blinked, stunned. “They’re all going to?”

“They’ll help the men get there,” he confirmed. “Anne, Sarah, and Kelly all know what tonight is about, and they’re completely on board. They want to make it as perfect as possible for you. Once the men are ready, everyone will come to you, Katie. Every last one of them.”

“I can’t believe you convinced them to do this,” Katie murmured, a mix of shock and arousal rushing through her. Her body betrayed her, heat pooling deep within as the sheer audacity of the situation took hold.

She exhaled shakily, the flood of emotions overwhelming but undeniable. She couldn’t deny the heat coursing through her, the way her pulse quickened at the thought. James had known exactly what to do to bring her deepest fantasies to life, and now that it was here, she felt a mix of disbelief, exhilaration, and arousal she couldn’t contain.

“You really did this for me?” Katie asked, her voice barely audible.

James leaned in, brushing a kiss to her forehead. “Every last bit of it,” he murmured. “For you, Katie.”

James opened the bedroom door, turning back to give Katie one last lingering glance before stepping into the hallway. His voice carried over the low hum of chatter in the living room, steady and sure.

“She’s ready.”

The response was immediate. Cheers erupted, mingling with laughter and a few playful whistles. Katie’s stomach flipped, a mixture of nerves and undeniable excitement coursing through her. The murmur of voices grew louder, punctuated by snippets of conversation, nervous chuckles, and the sound of shifting movement.

She hesitated for a moment before stepping out of the room. Her bare feet padded softly on the hardwood floor as she walked toward the living room. When she entered, the sight before her stopped her in her tracks.

People were already beginning to undress. Shirts were pulled over heads, belts unbuckled, and shoes kicked off into untidy piles. Anne, her long auburn hair falling in soft waves over her bare shoulders, had slipped out of her dress, leaving her in a black lace bra and matching knickers that hugged her curves. She smiled at Sarah, who was unhooking her own bra with a quiet laugh, her cheeks flushed but her movements deliberate. Kelly, always so bubbly and sweet, stood beside her husband, her petite frame lithe and confident as she slid her trousers down, revealing smooth, pale skin.

The men, too, were shedding their clothes, some with self-conscious chuckles, others moving with an almost casual ease. James stood near the centre of the room, shirtless now, his broad shoulders and toned chest catching the light. He caught Katie’s eye and gave her an encouraging smile, a look that sent warmth flooding through her.

To his left, David, tall, dark-haired, with a rugged handsomeness, was unbuttoning his jeans, his muscular chest already bare. Beside him, Mark, who always seemed so quiet and unassuming, was stepping out of his trousers with a shy grin, his lean frame surprisingly defined. Across the room, Peter, a blond man with a cheeky grin, was helping his wife Sarah unclasp the back of her bra, his touch lingering as their eyes met briefly, the tension between them unmistakable.

The air was heavy with something electric. Bodies moved around the room, some fumbling with zippers and buttons, others already bare and standing with a quiet confidence. There were laughs, stolen glances, and soft murmurs, but the mood was undeniably sultry, the air thick with anticipation.

Katie stood frozen for a moment, her pulse pounding in her ears as she took it all in. The sight of so many bodies, so many familiar faces now exposed in a way she’d never imagined, left her breathless. Skin glistened under the warm light, a mosaic of tones and textures, all beautiful in their vulnerability.

James turned toward her then, his gaze steady, and extended a hand. “Katie,” he said softly, his voice cutting through the haze.

She took a step forward, her fingers trembling slightly as she reached for the hem of her dress. Slowly, she pulled it over her head, the fabric slipping away to reveal her bare skin. The cool air brushed against her, sending a shiver down her spine as she stood there, exposed but exhilarated. Eyes turned toward her, and she felt the weight of their attention, not judgmental, but appreciative, curious, hungry.

She let the dress fall to the floor and stepped forward, her nerves slowly giving way to something deeper, something primal. James met her halfway, his touch warm and steady as he placed a hand on her hip. Around them, the room buzzed with energy, and for the first time, Katie let herself fully sink into the moment, the thrill of it washing over her like a wave.

The room was alive with a charged energy, the kind that made every breath feel heavier. Fifteen bodies stood in various states of hesitance and curiosity, all eyes darting around, gauging who would take the first step. For a moment, there was only the sound of soft breathing and the faint hum of nervous laughter.

Then Kelly broke the silence with a playful laugh, her confidence as striking as ever. "Well," she said, her voice light and teasing, "we’d better get started then!" Without hesitation, she reached out, her hands closing around her husband’s length and then boldly grasping the shaft of a man Katie didn’t recognise. Her bright grin and assertive movements seemed to shatter the tension, rippling through the room like a spark to dry kindling.

The atmosphere shifted instantly. There were murmurs of approval, a few chuckles, and then a ripple of motion as people began gravitating toward one of the women. Katie’s heart raced as she saw the change, her body responding instinctively to the charged atmosphere. She barely registered the movement as James approached, flanked by David and Mark. Her husband’s eyes were dark with desire, his confidence radiating through every step. David, with his sculpted frame and easy grin, and Mark, quieter but no less striking, followed close behind.

James reached her first, his hands finding her waist as he pulled her into a deep, searing kiss. Katie melted into him, the familiar press of his lips grounding her even as the rest of the room seemed to dissolve into a haze of skin and movement. Her fingers trailed up his chest, savouring the heat of his skin, before she pulled back just enough to catch her breath.

She turned her attention to David, who stood to her left, his expression filled with both excitement and patience. Katie hesitated for only a moment before reaching out, her fingers wrapping around him, the warmth and weight of him sparking something primal inside her. David exhaled sharply, his eyes meeting hers as she began to move her hand slowly along his length.

To her right, Mark watched quietly, his cheeks slightly flushed, his breathing shallow. Katie gave him a small, reassuring smile before extending her other hand to him. He was just as warm under her touch, and she marvelled at the feeling of the two men as her hands worked in tandem, the sensation igniting a fire within her.

James leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. “You’re fucking incredible,” he murmured, his voice thick with admiration and arousal.

Katie’s confidence surged at his words. She turned back to James, kissing him deeply once more, her body pressed against his as she continued to stroke David and Mark. The weight of their gazes, the feel of their bodies under her hands, it was intoxicating. Around her, the room was alive with movement and sound: soft gasps, quiet laughter, and the rustle of bodies coming together.

Katie let herself sink into the moment, her nerves melting away as she embraced the sensual chaos unfolding around her.

Katie deepened the kiss with James, her hands continuing their steady rhythm on David and Mark. The room around them was alive with movement and sound, moans, gasps, and the rhythmic slap of flesh meeting flesh. The atmosphere was electric, a pulsing heat that seemed to seep into her very bones. She could feel James thrusting into her hand, his hips moving with barely restrained urgency. The way he shuddered against her touch made her heart race, a primal need building within her.

She broke the kiss, looking up into his eyes, which were dark and filled with an almost overwhelming desire. Without breaking contact, she lowered herself to her knees. The motion was deliberate, slow enough that James’s breath caught in anticipation. Around her, David and Mark shifted closer, their presence an intoxicating reminder of how many eyes were on her.

Katie leaned towards James, taking him into her mouth with a skill and confidence born of knowing exactly what he liked. Her tongue moved purposefully, teasing him in all the ways she knew would drive him wild. James groaned, his head tilting back as his fingers found their way into her hair, gripping just enough to guide her movements.

She glanced up, her eyes locking with his. The connection sent a jolt of heat through her, his gaze heavy with approval and raw hunger. As she worked her tongue along his length, she felt the subtle shift of bodies around her. She turned her eyes slightly, catching a glimpse of David and Mark leaning over her, their gazes equally intense. Their faces were flushed, their breathing shallow, and their eyes held a dark, unspoken promise.

The sounds of the room swelled around her, a symphony of pleasure. Moans mingled with soft gasps, and the rhythmic slap of bodies moving together created a pulse that echoed in her ears. She felt the heat rising in her own body, a desire that spread like wildfire, fuelled by the charged energy surrounding her.

Katie’s hands didn’t falter, stroking David and Mark as she focused on James, taking him deeper into her mouth. The way his body reacted, the subtle tremors and soft growls of pleasure, only encouraged her. She knew she had all their attention, and the thought thrilled her. She was the centre of this storm, and she was ready to embrace every moment of it.

Katie moaned deeply, the sound muffled around James’s shaft as Mark grunted and moved behind her. His strong hands gripped her hips, lifting them slightly before she felt him press against her. The anticipation sent a shiver through her, and when he thrust into her, she gasped around James, the sensation both intense and thrilling. She was so aroused, so ready, that he slid in effortlessly, filling her completely.

Mark set a steady rhythm, his movements deliberate but powerful. Katie tried to match his thrusts with the motion of her mouth and hands, her focus split between the three men. James groaned above her, his grip in her hair tightening slightly as she worked her tongue over him. David grunted softly, his breathing ragged as her hand continued to stroke him. She could feel the tension building in all of them, their pleasure feeding her own.

From her position, Katie’s eyes wandered to the rest of the room. The sounds surrounding her, gasps, moans, and rhythmic slapping, painted a vivid picture, but what she saw was even more striking.

To her left, Anne was straddling her husband, Jerry, her auburn hair cascading down her back as she moved atop him while stroking two other men either side of her. Her head was thrown back, a moan escaping her lips as his hands gripped her waist, guiding her movements. Beside them, Sarah knelt between two men, one hand stroking each as she smiled up at them, her eyes full of mischief.

On the other side of the room, Kelly was on all fours, her petite frame arching as her husband thrust into her from behind. Another man stood in front of her, his hand resting on her head as she took him into her mouth. Her moans vibrated through the space, her body rocking between the two men in perfect rhythm. Alex, one of James' friends, stood next to them stroking himself waiting for a turn.

Katie’s gaze flicked to the corner of the room, where Peter, the blond man with the cheeky grin, was leaning back against the wall, his head tipped back in pleasure as he watched the room, his hands sliding up and down his shaft. 

In the centre of it all, the air thick with heat and desire, the bodies moved together like a dance. Couples and groups intertwined, their faces flushed, their hands exploring, their moans creating a symphony of passion. The sheer uninhibited nature of the scene was intoxicating, pushing Katie further into the moment.

Mark’s thrusts grew deeper, his grunts punctuating the rhythm as Katie felt herself building toward something explosive. She tightened her grip on David, her movements on him becoming more deliberate as her own pleasure surged. She could feel James trembling under her mouth, his control faltering as she continued to work him with skillful precision.

The world around her blurred and pulsed, every sensation heightened by the sounds and sights of the room, a vivid tapestry of desire and ecstasy. Katie let herself get lost in it, fully embracing the wild, electrifying energy of the night.

Anne’s husband, Jerry, his face flushed and his movements frantic, suddenly pushed her off with a grunt. Katie caught sight of him out of the corner of her eye as he stumbled toward her, his hand moving rapidly along his length. The urgency in his motions and the way his eyes locked onto her sent a fresh wave of heat coursing through her.

He barely made it to her in time. With a guttural sound, he reached her, his body tensing before he erupted, the first hot pulse splashing across her cheek. Katie gasped around James’s shaft, the unexpected sensation sending a shiver of pleasure down her spine. He groaned again, pulse after pulse of cum hitting her face and neck, warm and slick. She felt utterly consumed by the moment, her senses overloaded by the touch, taste, and smell of it all.

Her own pleasure, already teetering on the brink, crested suddenly and with force. A deep, guttural moan tore from her lips, her entire body convulsing as the orgasm ripped through her. Her thighs quaked, one leg spasming uncontrollably as her muscles clenched tightly around Mark. The intensity of her climax left her shaking, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

Mark groaned behind her, his movements faltering as her contracting muscles deep in her core seemed to push him over the edge. His hands tightened on her hips, and with a sudden burst of speed, he thrust deeply into her one last time before he let out a guttural shout. Katie could feel him trembling against her as his release came in powerful waves, spilling into her pussy with a heat that only heightened her own aftershocks.

Her body quivered as the intensity ebbed, leaving her gasping and dazed. She could feel every pulse of Mark’s climax, each one deep and deliberate, as he filled her completely with his cum. His grip on her hips softened, as his cock slowly slid out of her slit, followed by a small trickle of cum, as she floated in the aftermath of her release.

To Be Continued...