Mirabel: An exclusive birthday gift for hubby 2

 

 

After we wound down and showered together, Nina led us into a room I hadn’t seen previously. It was a space designed for exploration, with various straps and frames set against full-length mirrors that lined the walls. Ceaser had obviously been here before; he stood with his legs apart while Nina securely fastened his hands and ankles with leather straps. “Would you like the same, Ryan?” she asked as he watched, captivated.

 

“Do it for me, honey. Your pleasure is my pleasure,” I told him. He readily complied, and Nina strapped him in. The two men were positioned facing each other, their bodies mirrored and compared in the stark light of the room.

 

Nina had a bowl of ice cubes nearby. She took one in each hand, rubbing them against Ceaser's chest and other sensitive areas, creating a sharp, thrilling contrast of cold against warm skin. She then did the same to my husband, who was already deeply aroused from watching Ceaser.

 

“Mirabel wants to provide some intimate attention for you, Ceaser. Are you fine with that?” Nina teased, sliding an ice cube over his form, feeling him respond to the stimulation.

 

“And your lady wants to focus on Ceaser, Ryan. Are you fine with that?” Nina asked again, repeating the chilling sensation on him. “Would you like me to pleasure you while you watch your lady focus on Ceaser? He is nearly at his peak now, just like you.”

 

“Would you like some extra stimulation, Ceaser?” Nina asked, holding a wooden paddle.

 

“Yes, do it for me. You know I like it,” he moaned as Nina delivered a firm strike.

 

“More, Ceaser? How many more?” she teased. He was clearly enjoying the intensity, and Ryan and I watched on, counting the strikes together.

 

“What about you, Ryan? Would you like some of that?” Nina asked.

 

“Do it for me, honey. Stretch our boundaries; that’s a huge turn-on for me,” I whispered. “Do you want Nina to do it, or should I?”

 

“Nina, please. Kiss me while she does it, with your hand on me.”

 

“You liked that, didn’t you, honey? So did I. Next time, I want to be the one to do it for you. And maybe you for me,” I told him, as I helped fit the ring Nina had provided for him, and Nina did the same for Ceaser.

 

“I am going to focus on Ceaser while you watch, honey. Are you fine with that? He really is impressive strapped in like that, and so are you,” I teased, running my hands over my husband’s chest and kissing him deeply. “After that stimulation, you're both completely primed.”

 

“I am very good at teasing, Ceaser. Can you last for me?” I whispered, exploring his chest and other sensitive spots. “You are a special challenge for me—a magnificent presence and a gorgeous body. And my man is watching while Nina focuses on him. I’m going to start slowly, building the tension before easing off to keep you right on the edge.”

 

I began by holding him firmly, using slow, deliberate movements to heighten his anticipation. I focused on the most sensitive parts of his form, using a rhythmic, polishing motion that kept him guessing. I moved with a careful precision, massaging and teasing, ensuring that every touch was calculated to maximize his desire.

 

I could hear my husband telling Nina, “I love those long, slow sensations,” just before she guided his form into her mouth. “We are in rhythm with each other,” Nina whispered, her voice humming with pleasure.

 

“Are you watching, honey?” Ryan asked. “Nina is focusing on my most sensitive areas; it’s such a turn-on.”

 

I was determined to keep Ceaser on the brink while also building my own tension. I shifted my focus, exploring his chest and making eye contact with Nina and my husband. I felt as though I had taken ownership of the situation, and the feeling of power was an incredible aphrodisiac.

 

“Genes and money, lots of both,” Ceaser replied as I continued to stroke and nibble at his skin.

 

I used a combination of soft touches and firmer pressure, ensuring I hit all the right spots to heighten his pleasure. I’ve learned that with a partner as well-endowed as Ceaser, a firm grip at the base helps manage the intensity and keeps the experience enjoyable for everyone.

 

I wanted to reach my own peak in sync with him. I love putting on a show for my husband, knowing that the visual of my pleasure is what satisfies him most. Today was an extraordinary experience, with three people witnessing my surrender to the moment.

 

I remembered a previous partner telling me that when I moved with speed and intensity, they couldn't last. I decided to use that technique to bring Ceaser to his finish.

 

I could tell he was reaching his limit; his breaths became shallow and quick, his muscles tensing. His body was throbbing, his thighs quivering as I increased the pace, moving hard and fast to push him over the edge.

 

I focused on my own sensitive areas, wanting our releases to be perfectly synchronized. I wanted to enhance his orgasm—and mine—leaving us both in total ecstasy.

 

Suddenly, Nina was behind me, kissing my skin and using her fingers to stimulate me while I continued to focus on Ceaser with increasing intensity.

 

“You are magic, Mirabel, absolutely magic,” he groaned as he hit his peak, and I felt my own body seize in a powerful, shaking release.

 

“Watch me finish your man, Mirabel,” Nina smiled, focusing her attention on Ryan. “Did you enjoy watching your lady? Did it turn you on?”

 

“Yes, you know it did, very much,” he moaned in reply as Nina used her hands and lips to bring him to his own explosive conclusion.

 

Two days later, when we next shared an intimate moment, we exchanged our impressions of the encounter Nina had arranged. It had provided a wonderful level of stimulation that left us feeling more connected and excited than ever before.