Zenny's birthday was coming up, and like most husbands I was struggling to come up with a unique present. In years past I had gotten her slinky lingerie, big toys, and flashing dancewear. In fact, she had so many items of sexy clothing there was no room left in the closet. I just had to come up with something we hadn't tried before.

The big day came and I still hadn't gotten Zenny a present. Then she told me to run to the oriental store to pick up some ingredients for the Mongolian BBQ we were having that night. At the store I was waiting to check out with the spices, when I saw her present in a glass case containing Chinese medications. They were a pair of red and blue enameled steel balls and were they beautiful. Not knowing what they were, I asked the lady at the counter if I could see them. She gave me a stange look, but handed them over. As I moved them around in my hand, they tingled and gave off a musical ring. I bought them on the spot.

That evening after dinner, my wife received her presents from our guests. My surprise was the last present opened. When she opened the velvet case, she looked at me quizically. About that time, Lin, our Chinese friend, broke out in loud laughter. "You know what those are?" she asked my wife. "They are used for massage. Make you feel real good!" When Zenny asked her what she meant, Lin grabbed her by the hand and headed for the bedroom. They stayed there until it was time to go to the dance club.

Zenny was dressed to kill. She wore a pink dress that was very loose at the top and extremely short and fluttery. I knew she wasn't wearing a bra, when she bent over to fasten her matching high heels. I also knew she was wearing her favorite white pantyhose, with no panties. This was going to be another hot evening. At the club, I noticed Zenny was acting a bit peculiar. Normally she would dance a couple of numbers and then sit and finish her drink. Tonight she kept wanting to stay on the dance floor. Needless to say, I got burned out pretty fast. As the night wore on, and our dinner guests left, Zenny continued to dance with other guys. Finally she came back to the table with two Japanese guys. They were attending a computer convention and had come out to enjoy the evening. Tosori was short, about 5'5". Yama was a younger fellow and tall, about 6'2".

One of the features at the club we frequent is a birthday drink and a dance on center stage. As Zenny headed for the stage, Yama proclaimed it was his birthday also. I watched as they danced the first number and noticed Zenny was flushed and sweating. She also had her eyes closed which is something she doesn't normally do. When the second song started, Zenny turned around and pointed her beautiful ass right at Yama. Wasting no time, the young Japanese started bumping against Zenny's butt. To my surprise, Zenny actually started moaning and moving her body at an incredible rate. Everyone else on the floor stopped and watched, as my wife developed a crashing orgasim, right on the dance floor. Yama's erection was apparent through his trousers. The last song was a slow one. Zenny melted into Yama's arms, snuggling up close and kissing his ear. Yama in turn rubbed his hands up and down her backside.

When Zenny returned, she told me that Yama had invited us to go to his hotel. After what I had just witnessed, there was no way I could refuse. Yama turned toward his friend and blurted out a bunch of Japanese. Tosori smiled and replied "Hi" which means yes in that language. The two men had rented suites at a 5 star hotel. In addition to a full bar, there was a huge bed in the center of the room. As we mixed drinks, Zenny laid back flat against the satin sheets. Her flowing dress concealed nothing. I could see her dark Asian hair pressing against her white pantyhose. The view wasn't lost on Yama, as he walked over and sat beside Zenny. Tosori sat with me on the couch, intently staring at Zenny's beautiful mound.

As we talked, Yama began to rub Zenny's thighs. When he saw no adverse reaction from me, he moved his hand up and into the loose fitting top. I watched as his hands circled and finally revealed Zenny's breast. At that moment, Tosori got up and sat on the opposite side of Zenny. Now she had two hands caressing each of her magnificant tits. My erection was becoming uncomfortable. When Zenny sat up, all conversation was over. Each of these Japanese gentlemen began licking and chewing. Zenny moaned and then stared at me with her intense coal black eyes.

As the two men attended to Zenny's chest, their hands began a slow wandering up her thighs. Eventually they found their target of affection, but the pantyhose were in the way. Zenny stood up and rapidly stripped off her clothes. Then she spread her legs and squatted. Out popped my birthday present. "I don't need these any more tonight!" she screamed. Yama was the first to taste Zenny's dark haired pussy. As he licked up and down her slit, Zenny's passion cry was muffled by Tosori's thrusts down her throat. Although only average size, Tosori's cock spewed a torrent of cum that my wife couldn't hope to swallow.

By now, Yama had his nine inches buried in Zenny's feverish mound. As Tosori moved away, Zenny moved to the top and became the same spinning dervish I has witnessed on the dance floor. Only this time the balls she was enjoying were Yama's. It was my turn to sample her lovely mouth. Needless to say, neither Yama or I could keep up. We scanned each other's passioned face, and let forth our hot torrent. As we sat on the couch getting our strength back, Zenny lay on the bed with her legs open wide. We watched her fingers rapidly pulling her clit until she came in a loud scream. This got all three of us up and ready.

Yama turned to me and asked, "You ever hear of Bukkake?" I replied that I hadn't and asked him what it was. He replied, "Bukkake is a sexual ritual in Japan. A girl takes many guys in her mouth until they come. Do you think Zenny would like to try it?" I never got to answer. Zenny immediately got on the edge of the bed and exclaimed, "Who's first?" For over an hour, we took turns filling Zenny's mouth. Her red lipstick formed rings around our cocks. It was especially erotic watching Yama's big dick stuffed all the way in. Finally we couldn't hold it any longer. We each began stroking rapidly and blasted our loads all over Zenny's face. It dripped down in droves. "Bukkake!", Yama exclaimed. Tosori grinned. I wanted to blow again as I watched my wife's smiling, come soaked face.

After that, we were pretty exhausted. Yama and Tosori politely moved to the other suite leaving Zenny and me alone. I asked Zenny what she felt about what had happened. She kissed me softly and admitted it was the best birthday ever.