A Birthday Party

A Birthday Party
By: AlanMac (alanmackey@rocketmail.com)

Birthday Party

6pm, 6 January, Helsinki

The car door slammed shut closing out the snow and wind for a moment. Janet Baker sat back enjoying the warmth and closed her eyes in a moment's contemplation. She was at the top of her game. The negotiations with the Russians had been harder than anyone had anticipated, but she had secured a new deal that was better than even she had thought possible. Now all she wanted to do was go home, but the snow storm which had swept down from the Arctic had closed the airport, so here she was on her birthday, stuck in Helsinki.

As the limo crept through the snow back to the Embassy, Janet considered how to celebrate. Peter Daniels, her personal secretary, was pouring over his papers, lost in thought. "Peter, I have had a long stressful day and I want to celebrate my birthday and the deal, can you get me a small private party?"

Peter looked up from his papers. He knew Janet well enough to read between the lines. "Of course Ma'am. Are you thinking something like the party in Rome?" Janet pursed her lips, "Yes Peter, that would be excellent, but as this is a big birthday perhaps we should have a couple more?"

Peter nodded, no more words were needed. Janet's appetites were a closely guarded secret, but his role as trusted assistant, confidante and procurer was one which he had taken on happily. She was always discrete and he played his role to perfection. Good wine, good food, young men and sometimes women were her main source of release and relaxation. It was not a role which all of those in the Service could or would undertake, but Peter had the contacts and instincts to keep Janet satisfied and safe.

When the car pulled up at the Embassy, a Marine stepped forward and opened the car door for Janet letting her quickly skip through the snow and up the steps in the baroque interior. "Peter?" Janet remarked, "I am going to make a call to the President on the secure line, can you make arrangements for tonight?"

Peter was still sometime surprised at her ability to juggle her diplomatic and private activities. Who else would be gathering their thoughts for a conversation with the President and also make sure a party was to her satisfaction, but that was Janet to a tee. "Of course, Ma'am, shall we say I bring the guests in an hour?"

She replied with that famous dazzling smile that melted hearts and teased world leaders, "Peter, that would be perfect. Thank you." And with that she disappeared into a secure room while Peter got busy arranging some catering and rounding up a small select band for the party.

When Janet returned to the guest suite, she was pleased to see that it had already a roaring fire in the baroque fireplace. The coffee table which this morning had been laden with briefings and strategies had been laid with a mix of smoked salmon, caviar, blinis and oysters. Several bottles of champagne and vodka were also sitting chilling around the room. Janet strolled through the bedroom and into the bathroom and smiled, "Peter, you are an angel." A steaming bath had already been run for her, scented with her favourite jasmine bath oil.

Janet slipped her suit and blouse off and then stripped off her underwear to stand naked before the bathroom mirror. She looked appraisingly at her naked body. Pretty damn good for 40. Her red hair was cut in a businesslike bob which showed off her high cheekbones and full lips. Janet ran her hands down along her full breasts with their dark aureoles and firm nipples. Then down the sides of her trim stomach and across the flare of her full hips which encircled a small trimmed strip of hair above her pussy.

Janet eased into the bath and felt her muscles relax as the warm water soothed her. She lay there quietly, her eyes closed, and emptied her mind of every thought of work or responsibility. Instead Janet's mind wandered into her fantasies and experiences. Some say that power is the ultimate aphrodisiac, but for Janet, exercise of her considerable power was nothing compared to the thought of sex, wild, adventurous sex. She slipped one hand down between her legs. Her fingers teased around her pussy and clit. Her other hand massaged her breasts and gently rubbed across her erect nipples.

Janet was already getting aroused at the thought of the party and she began to circle her middle finger around her clitoris, enjoying the warm, warm water and the tingles of pleasure as she stimulated that sensitive nub. Her eyes closed as she remembered Rome. How excited she had felt as they had found her tied helpless and had used her repeatedly. One had slapped her ass and she tensed at the memory of the firm slaps matching his thrusts into her.

Janet's fingers began to rub harder and her breasts bobbed on the surface as her body tensed with an impending orgasm. Peter watched silently from the door. He could have interrupted but it was nothing urgent and this was quite a show. Anyway Janet wouldn't mind. In fact, he wouldn't have been surprised if she had planned this. The water began to ripple as Janet's movements grew more forceful. She threw her head back and tensed. He could see her jaw tighten and teeth clench. Janet began to sigh and moan and the water began to splash in the bath as her movements became more frantic and then, with a final cry, she came.

Peter quietly stepped into the bathroom and brought over a glass of champagne, "Are you feeling a little better Ma'am?"

Janet smiled self-consciously as she took the glass, "Yes Peter, thank you, that's relieved a bit of tension. So is the party already started?"

"Well Ma'am" he replied, "We have a full complement in the drawing room in front of the fire. Where would you like to entertain your guests?"

Janet thought for a moment, the bed was big and inviting, but the thought of the snow outside and the fire in the drawing room hearth made her mind up. "I think we can stay in the drawing room, after all isn't there a big fur rug in front of the fireplace?"

Peter nodded his assent and left the bathroom to prepare the drawing room and guests while Janet dried herself and got ready for the party.

Peter re-entered the drawing room and looked at the guests. Two of the Secret Servicemen , Dave and Carl, knew the drill. They had travelled with Janet before and needed no explanation, the other two, Alan and Drew were based at the embassy in Helsinki, so this was going to need a little careful handling.

Peter took Alan and Drew to one side, "Guys it's like this. Mrs Baker has needs. And well...her husband has never been that great at satisfying her so we faced a problem - she could be open to blackmail or worse if she just took her chances. So the Director has decreed that "if she needs satisfaction of a sexual kind then Agents should consider obliging."

Peter looked levelly at the two men. They were both completely impassive. He knew that Dave and Carl had probably briefed them, but Janet was his responsibility, so he needed to say his piece anyway and to be sure that they would be reliable. "It's completely voluntary of course, but you would be serving your country. Dave and Carl have helped our before and enjoyed themselves so much they are now part of the travelling detail. So what do you say?"

Alan looked at Drew and then answered for both. "Sir it's not really on the job description, but I've done some pretty strange things for my Country. This is fine. In fact it sounds like a good night." With that Peter shook each of them by the hand. "Ok Guys, you don't need your suits or pistols. Or radios...in fact radio silence is imperative....Good, there are some dressing gowns on the chair in the corner. Please put them on."

Drew looked at his colleagues and Mr Daniels as they stripped off and pulled on dressing gowns. This was definitely the oddest assignment of his career, but with caviar, vodka and a beautiful woman for company it was hardly likely to be the worst.

The men were soon laughing and enjoying the food and drink. The merits of Finnish rather than Russian vodka and the recent USA vs Finland ice hockey game were the source of some good humoured joking. Then the door opened and Janet Baker entered. She was barefoot, dressed in a simple sheer silk negligee and carrying in glass of champagne in one hand and a small pearl covered clutch bag in the other. Peter turned, "Happy Birthday Ma'am"

Janet smiled, "Why Peter that's very kind of you, but please, tonight I'm just Janet. And let me see, Dave and Carl, very good to see you both back and ... you are?" "Alan, Ma'am... I mean Janet ....and this is Drew."

Janet appraised the five men. Good old Peter was 5'8" and slim, but boyish good looks. Carl was a typical mid-western farm boy, big and strong with blond northern European features. Dave was tall, slim and dark skinned - possibly Greek or Italian roots. Alan was smaller and solid, obviously well muscled. Drew was black and physically almost as imposing as Carl. "Yes," She thought to herself, "They will do nicely."

On other occasions, Janet could be cool, almost coldly indifferent. She could, when she wanted, be charming and even coquettish, but tonight she was burning with lust. This wasn't a night for flirting. She wanted to use these men and be used by them until they and she could take no more.

Janet turned to Drew, "You know," she said, "I've already cum once tonight, just thinking about this party. I think I'd like to cum again. I would you like to watch." Drew licked his lips, his cock sprung to attention, but he tried to sound calm "Yes Janet, I would like to watch. I love to watch a beautiful woman cum."

Janet smiled and stopped over on to the large fur rug in front of the hearth. "I simply love the feel of fur against my skin," she murmured and slipped her negligee off so that she stood naked before them. The men settled down on chairs or the floor to watch. It wasn't time yet to touch and while they wanted to they knew that this was Janet's game with her rules. They would get to play with that fabulous body soon enough.

Janet lay down on the fur. She played her hands over her body enjoying the sense of five pairs of eyes staring intently at her. She stretched catlike across the rug so her back curved pushing her breasts outwards and upwards under their gaze. Then she teased her fingers down around her sex.

Drew swallowed, aware how tense he felt at being privy to this. She had decided she liked this man. He looked both sensitive and aroused, but also she had noticed he had a grace and ease of movement for a big man that she found very attractive.

Janet reached into the bag and took out a bright pink vibrator. She turned it on and began to play it over her breasts and across her belly and thighs before moving its head over her clit. She eased it back and forward for a few strokes enjoying the deep tingling vibrations and then began to ease it into her cunt. All the time she was aware of the men around her. She looked away from Drew to see Peter, who was now sitting, knees and robe apart, displaying hard erect cock. Janet looked over to Dave to see that he also was erect. His hands were slowly playing with his olive skinned cock as he watched the vibrator ease into her core.

Janet pushed the vibrator fully into her cunt and sighed with enjoyment as its little ?rabbit ears' flicked deliciously across her clit. Drew edged forward watching intently. His eyes widened as Janet paused and reached into her clutch bag to remove a string of beads. Then she slowly began, one at a time, to insert them into her ass and all the time looking straight into his eyes.

Drew opened his robe to let Janet see his cock, long and hard as his hand slowly ran along its shaft in sympathy with her. She was on the very cusp of cumming when Carl knelt beside her head, opening his legs to grant her better access to his cockhead. Janet needed no encouragement to turn and start to suck on him. Carl reached down began to massage Janet's left breast and pinch and tweak her nipple.

Alan moved over beside Janet and bent to lick and nibble at her right breast. He reached down and placed his hand on hers so that he was controlling her movements of the vibrator. Janet began to buck and bounce under the attention. Her whole body was screaming with stimulation. She pulled her mouth off Carl's cock and shrieked, "Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck ! Of Fuck I'm Cummmmmiiiiinnngg!!!!

Several hands held her down as she came repeatedly and then eased her back down on to the rug. Janet's body was shaking for some moments and then eased as, one after another, the men knelt around her and began to kiss and massage her head, her neck, her breasts, her belly, her legs and her ankles. She closed her eyes in bliss and thought, "What a birthday!"

Then she felt fingers on her sex, someone slipped one and then two into her soaking cunt. Peter leant forward beside her ear and whispered, "Now Janet, you've had some fun, but we are going to fuck you. In your mouth," The two fingers began to thrust up against her g-spot sending pleasurable ripples through her sex, "in your pussy, your cunt . Would you like that?"

Janet nodded, her body was on fire with excitement, "Yes, I'd like that."

"Well Janet," Peter continued, "I'm going to fuck your ass. Hard." His fingers began to move fast and hard sending bolts of stimulation deep into her sex. "And you know that all of these five men are going to take you and fuck you like a sex toy. They are going to use you. Do you want them to use you? Do you?"

Janet's eyes widened, she was already starting to cum again. "Yes! you can fuck me, please. Please fuck me."

Peter reached down and as he felt Janet's muscles contract around his fingers he pulled the beads from her ass, one at a time. She jerked and shook and came with a cry of near pain.

Peter helped Janet to sit up and passed her a glass of water until she recovered. Then he ushered Alan to lie down on the rug. Janet understood and without speaking she straddled him. Alan reached down and ran a finger along Janet's pussy and then put it to his lips. "Sweet"

Janet smiled and slipped his cock into her and began to ride him. Alan reached up and cupped her tits playing with them as she fucked him. Janet had soon a comfortable rhythm going and was enjoying the feeling of a real cock in her cunt when Peter moved behind her and stopped her with her ass raised.

He bent over and positioned his cockhead against her anus and eased in. Janet gasped as she was filled by the two cocks. It wasn't her first time and, in fact Peter often fucked her ass, but tonight in front of the fire and with three other cocks ready and willing to continue the assault on her body she was, if anything, even more aroused.

Alan and Peter started gently at first getting her used to the feel of both of them in her, and also to getting a good rhythm going, but soon Janet was riding back hard against them revelling in the sensations as she rode both of them. Soon she could hear Peter's breathing get ragged and his thrusts strengthen. As she felt the warm rush of cum that he fountained deep into her ass she came again. They stopped for a second as Peter dismounted and then Janet was surprised to find another cock press against her slippery ass and slide straight in. Dave had decided to take over from Peter and began to ride her hard, fucking her ass with long powerful strokes of his cock.

Carl moved in front of Janet and presented his cock to her mouth, "You didn't finish earlier" he said bluntly. Janet looked up at him with hooded eyes and took him into her mouth. She was shaking with lust and excitement. Alan thrust hard up into her and Janet felt another rush of semen this time fill her cunt. For a moment everyone stopped and then Dave pulled out of Janet's ass. She gingerly climbed off Alan's cock and stood unsteadily for a moment.

Then Dave sat down on the rug and ushered her over. He turned Janet away from him and slowly sat her down onto his cock. He eased into her ass, still lubed with Peter's cum, and she began to slide up and down his length. Carl moved over and straddled Janet putting his straining cock against her wet pussy and then matching David's stroke entered her.

Janet gasped. It was difficult to move, she could only balance herself and feel the two cocks as they thrust alternately into her cunt and ass. Both men began to drive ever harder into her, while Janet could only hold herself open and available to the two cocks as they stretched her and filled her completely. Soon enough Dave and Carl both started to jerk and buck as they started to cum. Janet gasped as she felt her knees start to fail under the pounding and then she fell back against Dave as first Carl came in her pussy and then Dave buried himself to the hilt in her ass and filled her with cum.

As Janet lay limply in Dave's arms, Drew approached. He had watched Janet intently, waiting his turn, but determined to have her. He lifted Janet to her feet and kissed her. She kissed him back passionately. "Do you think I'm bad?" She asked coquettishly.

Drew grunted, saying nothing. He turned Janet over and bent her over the arm of a large armchair and moved her feet apart as if conducting a search. Janet wiggled her arse at Drew suggestively and then yelped as a big hand slapped down on her cheeks, "Fuck! That smarts!"

Drew positioned his heavy cock against Janet's pussy and slid deeply in one movement. She moaned at his girth as it stretched her and raised her ass to grant him better access as he thrust. He brought his hand down again with a smack and Janet gasped. She didn't think she could get wetter but Drew was taking her to new heights.

He stopped for a moment as if in though and then withdrew. "Do you want some more Janet?" he asked coldly.

"Fuck yes, now please!" she gasped.

"Where? in your cunt or in your ass?" he responded while sliding his fingers into both.

"God! my ass! Fuck me in the ass!"

Drew positioned himself at her ass and pushed slowly in. Janet pushed back against him revelling in the feeling as he filled her. Then as he began to thrust again he smacked her again she gasped, but pushed back against him firmly.

"You like to be punished don't you?" Drew commented. "Do you want another smack? Have you been bad?"

Janet grunted, she was trembling as yet another orgasm was building quickly. She loved to be in power, but sometimes, well, who doesn't like being naughty sometimes? "Oh I have been so bad," she whispered, "I've fucked five men. They've been in my mouth, my hands, my pussy and even my ass. Should I be punished?"

In answer Drew let his hand fall again on her now reddened cheeks and as she bucked in response he began to furiously piston into her ass. Janet couldn't take anymore and, as a third man's cum filled her ass that night, she bucked back against him and shuddered in another climax.

Drew helped Janet down on to the rug and passed her a glass of water. "She looked up at the five men, "Boys you have made me very happy and very tired. I think I need a little rest."

Peter helped Janet up to her feet and she lifted her negligee and walked gingerly towards the bedroom door. As the five men looked rather sheepishly at each other, with the recent evidence of their hedonism all too evident, there was a knock on the door. It opened slightly to allow two tall young women to enter. Peter looked curiously at Janet who shrugged. "Peter, I can't handle five of you all night on my own, so the Director found Naomi and Gwen to help out. I hope you don't mind." Peter laughed and the other men gaped as the two new women shed their fur coats to reveal matching basques and knickers. The girls sat down and were soon presented with a glass of champagne each.

As Janet turned to leave the room for a rest, Peter, naked and with cock stiffly to attention, saluted her and called out, "Thank you and Happy Birthday Mrs Vice-President."

The Vice President of the USA stood naked in her doorway and laughed, "Boys it was my pleasure. Now enjoy the rest of the party, I need to get some sleep."