Sugar Rush Heat - 25th Anniversary (Patreon)

It happened at our anniversary dinner. I told him I wanted something extra special, and he agreed to take me to a nice restaurant, one of the places where he always picks up drunk, fancy customers and their sexy dates.

Since I know he's spending all this money and he even put on a suit and shaved nicely, I had to go the extra mile for him.

It was Hannah who suggested it. She told me it did wonders for her, and I should try it too. It may be a bit unusual that your daughter gives you libido-enhancing candy, but our relationship is very open and honest.

When she told me she had them, I knew better than to drill her about it. She gave me as much information as she was comfortable sharing, and I used my imagination for the rest.

"Trust me, Mom, this Sugar Rush Heat gives you the push you need to become a sexier version of yourself," she said as she handed me the package.

"Eat just one; it might take over an hour to work, but it will work," Hannah said. The package had 3 gummy bears.

I've been holding on to the package for a few weeks now. I didn't know if I would use them or not, but I figured that our 25th anniversary was the best opportunity for it.

We got to the restaurant, and all I could think was when to eat the gummy bear. She said it should take an hour to make effect, so maybe I could have it with dessert. I don't know how long it lasts. If it works at all. What if I take it too late and he's asleep? What if I take it too soon and the effect is gone before we are home?

In the end I decided to take it before dessert. I waited for my husband to be distracted, and I ate one gummy bear. I expected some weird flavor, but it was disappointingly normal.

Throughout the evening, the waiter behaved very nicely, particularly toward me. If I didn't know better, I would've thought he was flirting with me. And why wouldn't he?

That night I looked particularly hot. I was wearing a two-piece set, nude-colored with black accents. The top revealed some of my D-cup breasts in a decent yet sexy way. The pants hugged my ass nicely and even made the outline of my vagina slightly visible.

All in all, I looked quite fuckable for a 50-year-old woman.

I caught myself thinking about all that as I ate small portions of my dessert. It was a chocolate cake that our waiter suggested; it was both delicious and boring for what I wanted at that point.

That's when our waiter, Bruce, approached us. "Is everything alright with your dessert? Is it to your liking?" He asked as I grabbed a spoonful and ate it while keeping eye contact with him.

Suddenly the cake tasted like the most delicious piece of confectionery I've ever put in my mouth. I licked the spoon without breaking eye contact.

I could see a drop of sweat run on the side of his face, and I felt like licking it.

"Yes, the cake is delicious. Save something for me, dear," Mario said.

My mind came back to the table with my husband, and I replied, "Yes, thank you, it's all I've ever wanted; you really came through."

"I… am glad you're enjoying it. If you want anything else, let me know," Bruce said. Apparently, I managed to make him nervous.

"Oh, I want something alright, but it's not on the menu," I said. I could not believe the words coming out of my mouth.

"Ruth!" Mario said in an admonishing tone.

Bruce nodded and walked away.

"What's gotten into you?" Mario asked; he had a half smile; he seemed amused by what was going on.

"What? Can't I have some innocent flirting with a hot waiter?" I asked and we both laughed.

But I knew I wasn't joking. Not completely anyway.

I could feel my nipples stiffen under my bra; I could sense the tingle in my privates. Sweat is running down my chest. I was horny.

"Are you alright, dear? You seem… more forward than usual," Mario said, a little concerned.

I figured I had to come clean. "So, uhm, you know how I wanted to make this anniversary extra special?" I asked him, and he nodded in response. His face reflected his questions.

"Well, I got a suggestion by a very close friend," I lied; there was no way I would tell him it came from our daughter. "To eat these candies to make me more… ready for a special night together," I continued as I pulled the wrapper from my purse and gave it to him.

"So, you took a pot gummy? We've tried that; it just makes you sleepy," he replied as he inspected the package.

"Not pot, honey; it's an aphrodisiac, and it's working," I replied. His eyes grew three times their size as he understood what was going on. At that moment he paid attention to my skin, my breathing, everything about me.

"You're horny?!" He asked, a bit louder than what decency called for.

I could only nod as I bit my lip.

"Prove it," Mario said.

Without saying a word, I stood up and walked straight to the restrooms. Once I was there, I entered a stall and took off my top and pants, hanging them on a hook on the wall. I popped my tits out of my bra, wishing I had worn a nicer bra for this.

I slid my hand down my panties and felt my wet vagina. I had shaved it for him because he's told me he loves my pussy bald. My fingers explored lightly my intimacy, and when they rubbed on my clit, I let out an audible moan that startled me.

I dug through my purse until my phone came out.

Never in my life had I taken naked pics, so I figured this would be proof enough. I snapped a couple of pictures, showing my exposed tits and my hand down my panties.

I put my phone away and got dressed again. When I stepped out of the stall, I noticed I was all alone and figured I could try something.

Ever since the gummy kicked in, my nipples had been rock-hard and pressing painfully against my bra. I stood before the whole-body mirror and undid the top two buttons on my top, revealing my bra.

I thought about removing it, but my large breasts would sag too much, making it too obvious. Instead, I popped them out through the cup of the bra, retaining support but effectively freeing my nipples. I stared at my reflection and felt like indulging in some self-love as I had briefly done in the stall, but refrained from it, figuring my husband soon would be doing that himself.

I took another picture as I was and buttoned up, without fixing my bra. My breasts looked a bit weird like that, but I figured it would need a lot of attention from someone to notice what it was.

I walked out of the toilet like that, and when I arrived at the table, I gave Mario a kinky smile and sent him the pic from the stall.

His eyes grew again, and she stammered for a bit, "Where, uhm, I mean, were you touching yourself?" He finally asked.

I brought my fingers to his nose, and his eyes went blank when he understood he was smelling my moistness on my fingers.

"That's not all," I said and sent him the mirror photo. As he admired the picture on his phone, I undid one button from my top and pulled the fabric to the side.

My left tit was exposed. I felt his gaze drilling on my hard nipple. He put the phone down on the table, and just at that moment Bruce appeared.

"How's my favorite…" he said, but stopped when he took a glance at the screen on the table. He turned to see me, and I covered up, slowly, making sure he got a chance to see what was going on.

"Ruth!" Mario said.

"Sorry, wardrobe malfunction. I'm sure Bruce here doesn't mind," I said with a cheeky smile.

"No, of course, I don't mind at all," he said, with the same cheeky smile.

"We're fine for now, thanks," Mario said. I couldn't really read his mood.

"What is going on with you?" Mario asked me once Bruce was gone. He tried to sound offended, but I knew him better than that; he was amused and even interested.

"The gummy definitely is working, and I think I know what I want for our anniversary," I said, letting myself go and following my gut, or rather my cunt.

"You know how you've been having these amazing adventures with your passengers lately? I want an adventure of my own, and I know which adventure that is," I said and turned to see Bruce, who was still close to us.

"You want to fuck the waiter and want my blessing for it?" He asked. I thought he'd be offended; I thought he'd be mad. He was excited.

"Oh, honey, it's not that, at least not what you're thinking. I know you took your special pill for tonight. I wouldn't want it to go to waste," I replied.

"Say it already; I need to hear your mouth say the words," he demanded with the biggest grin I've ever seen in him.

"I want you and Bruce to fuck me at the same time. I want to have a threesome, and I want you to make it happen," I said. The horniness came from the candy; that bravery came from an unknown place, but it was mine.

Mario sat surprised at my boldness for a second. Then his smile returned.

He stood up and grabbed his phone. He walked over to Bruce, and they talked for a bit. An hour? Three minutes? I don't know. All I know is, when Mario showed him his phone, I saw a smile forming on Bruce's lips, and that made me hot inside.

I saw them both walk over to our table, and my heart stopped while I waited for Mario to sit and Bruce to start talking.

"Your husband says you are interested in a… triple dessert?" He asked in what sounded like the most seductive voice I've ever heard.

I lost my voice at that moment. My mouth was unable to articulate an answer, so I could only nod with a silly smile on my lips.

"Meet me out front in 20 minutes," he said and left the check on the table.

Mario paid, and we walked out. I could feel my nipples grazing my top. My pussy was soaking. I felt it to the point where I feared a wet spot was visible through my pants. I didn't dare to look.

We stood outside without saying much. Mario held me, and a soft electric pulse ran through my back and into my legs. I felt goosebumps all over my body, and my nipples were so hard they hurt.

Bruce came out the front door shortly after. He glanced at us and gave us a head signal and walked away. I started following him, and Mario had no choice but to walk along.

We hadn't walked half a block when Mario stopped in front of an apartment building.

"This is it. I had to fake a headache at work and ask my roommate to leave for the night. Are you sure about this?" Bruce asked as he opened the door.

I didn't reply. I approached him and kissed him with an open mouth. I guided his hand to my breasts, and he slid his hand in. He played with my stiff nipple as we kissed. The whole time I was holding on to Mario's hand.

I used my free hand to grope Bruce's crotch. I felt his hard cock throbbing under his pants, and I had the unbearable urge to free it and grab it bare.

Somehow I managed to keep my restraint and pulled myself off his face.

"I'm sure. I can feel you are too. Mario?" I asked and turned to see my husband. He nodded as he rubbed his penis. He seemed fully hard, too.

Bruce held my hand and opened the door. We walked in, hand in hand, all three of us.

After a couple of floors we arrived at his place.

It was small and reeked of booze and tobacco. It was perfect.

As soon as he closed the door, Bruce asked, "So, do you guys want a drink or…" he asked.

I had a different idea.

My mouth found his, and I kissed it again. I pulled Mario in and rubbed his cock as I kissed Bruce.

"I think my husband likes to see me fool around with you," I said.

"Should we show him more?" Bruce replied.

Without waiting for a reply, he grabbed my blouse and undid the top button. I rubbed his cock lightly as he did it. He kept loosening the buttons, one by one, until my top was completely open.

I kept holding both of their cocks as Bruce let my tits free. I could feel Mario's cock twitch as he saw our friend play with my tits.

Mario stood behind me and undid my bra. Bruce helped me get my blouse completely off, and there I was, for the first time in my life, topless in front of more than one man.

"Take them out; I want to hold them at the same time," I said.

Neither Bruce nor Mario hesitated. Bruce dropped his pants and underwear in a swift motion and stepped out of them. His hard cock sprang into view; it was large and dark. It had a protruding head that called me to suck on it.

Mario dropped his pants and freed his cock from his underwear. I knew it well, thick and curved.

I grabbed both their penises, one with each hand, and my heart raced at the feel of their warm skin and their hard members.

"Can I suck him, dear?" I asked Mario as I gently jerked both studs. He nodded and kissed me on the lips.

I knelt and I realized I had two cocks at eye level. I thought about blowing both of them, but my mouth could barely fit my husband's cock.

My tongue extended towards Bruce's hard shaft and licked it. His salty precum taste filled my mouth, and I knew I wanted more. I licked its head all over while holding Mario's penis in my hand. I looked up, and Bruce was undoing his shirt.

His abs and chest were as fit as I imagined. I couldn't believe this young stallion was interested in me. But there I was, in his apartment, topless. Kneeling in front of him, about to gag on his cock.

I wasted no more time. I took his cock into my mouth. I played with its large head using my tongue, and slowly I started blowing him more and more. Putting more of this stranger's cock into my mouth.

His penis reached the back of my throat; I started gagging and still couldn't take him fully. I looked up with watery eyes and saw both my men smiling down on me.

Without realizing, I had let go of Mario's cock and grabbed on to Bruce's butt. My husband didn't seem to care; he was rubbing his cock gently as he watched me choke on a random guy's cock.

I slid Bruce's cock off my mouth and turned to see Mario. "Do you want me to suck you too, my love?" I asked and planted a kiss on top of his cock.

His cum tasted different, somehow bitter; it was a pleasant discovery.

I know how Mario likes to be blown; he likes me to lick him all over, balls included, and then take him fully in my mouth until he comes. On other anniversaries I've indulged him like that, but tonight was about what I wanted.

My mouth opened and I took his whole cock in one hard push. He gasped at the feeling of my mouth suddenly taking his full shaft.

My jaw hurt immediately, but I didn't stop. My lips pressed around his hard cock as I slid it in and out of my mouth.

Mario grunted each time his cock hit the top of my mouth, and I could taste his seed leaking into my mouth.

Then I felt hands grabbing my head, and I looked up as much as I could with my mouth stuffed with penis.

Bruce was holding my head, guiding it, taking control of the blowjob I was giving my husband.

He pushed my head into Mario's cock and made small motions there, making my jaw stay stretched as Mario fucked the back of my mouth.

Then he pulled my head, making Mario's cock almost leave my mouth, just to ram it back in. I gagged more than I ever had with Mario's cock, and I loved it.

I could feel tears forming in my eyes and running down my cheeks. I turned to see Mario, and his jaw was on the floor, seeing me behave like a prostitute for them both.

Suddenly Bruce pulled me off my husband's penis and directed my head towards his. I tried not resisting his will and let him guide me.

I felt his penis pressing against my lips, and I let it in. I applied pressure to his cock with my lips as it slid into my mouth. Once again his cock reached my throat before I could take it all in. It was the largest cock I've ever blown. It was the first new cock I'd blown for the last 25 years.

I pulled myself off his shaft and said, "You're too big; I don't know how to blow a cock like yours," with a smile.

He offered me his hand, and I took it; he helped me up and guided me to what I assumed was his room. There he made me lie on the bed, with my head dangling off the edge.

From that perspective, I saw Mario walk into the room; he was naked and still hard.

Bruce walked up to my face. "Relax your throat," he said as he pulled my head down. I saw his cock and balls approach me, and I opened my mouth wide.

This was new for me. Actually, all of this was new for me, but seeing his cock approach my face and having a first-row view of his balls was… new.

He started sliding his cock into my mouth. I felt a slight discomfort on my neck as it took the position needed for this.

He kept sliding his cock in. Making back and forth movements as he did. I felt him pinch my nipples, hard. I tried moaning, but with a mouth full of cock, it is near impossible.

My right hand ventured into my pants. I tried reaching my pussy to stimulate it, but the position didn't allow me to. I got frustrated as I felt used, but soon I felt my husband's hands caressing my skin and grabbing the sides of my pants.

I lifted my hips to help him and felt the hard yank on my pants and panties. With my hips raised like that, Bruce saw an opportunity and jammed more of his cock into my mouth, passing my uvula and effectively fucking my throat.

I felt his balls hit my nose, and I gagged; I couldn't believe I was taking his full cock in my mouth.

Tears started running down from my eyes again, and he pulled back a bit. I grabbed his naked ass and pulled him in again, making me gag once more.

Bruce grabbed my head and started fucking my face slowly. I felt his cock sliding in and out; I could swear he was sliding down my throat. I had to fight the gag reflex. It was a new weird sensation. Just what I wanted.

I could feel Mario's hands caressing my legs and positioning them, raising my knees. Then he kissed my ankles, my thighs, my hips. I raised my butt, hoping he'd understand the invitation. He did.

I felt Mario bury his face into my crotch; he started licking my pussy hungrily, focusing first on my clitoris. He knows how I like it; he licks around it in circles and sucks on my lips. next to my clit, and then he licks it up and down.

Then he took it between his lips and sucked it lightly, which made me buckle. My back arched, and the little concentration I had on not gagging went away. My throat started to spasm, and Bruce pulled away, giving me a chance to breathe.

He started fucking my mouth, without going too deep, as Mario started licking my entrance, with the promise of his tongue fucking me.

As Mario's tongue penetrated me, I pulled Bruce closer again, making me choke on his cock. Bruce stopped being gentle; he fucked my face hard as I had Mario's tongue buried deep in my pussy. My nails started to dig into Bruce's ass, and in reply, he grabbed my tits.

He gave them a tight squeeze that bordered on painful; I gagged as I felt that slight pain. Bruce kept fucking my face.

Mario pulled his tongue out of my vagina. I tried pulling him back with my legs, but he latched on to my clit, and I felt one of his fingers sliding in me.

I grunted and spasmed, but neither stopped fucking me their own way. I knew I was getting close but had no way of telling them. All I could do was moan into Bruce's cock and claw into the sheets as my husband drove me to orgasm. 

My screams were muffled by Bruce's long cock down my throat, but the quivering in my body made it obvious. As I was coming down from heaven, I felt Bruce's cock leave my throat and mouth. I gasped for air as he left.

"Please tell me you have condoms," I said to Bruce. Mario and I haven't used any for the longest time, so he was my only hope. He just nodded and walked away. I was mesmerized watching his cock sway as he did.

I lifted my head and saw Mario admiring my naked, used body. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" I asked him. He replied by lowering his face again into my crotch and licking my stiff clit.

I started moaning, and soon I felt Bruce's hands playing with my breasts.

"Are you ready for my cock?" Bruce asked.

Mario pulled back and sat on the bed, watching as Bruce's cock came closer to my pussy. I was in awe, waiting for his cock to enter me. He used his cock to slap my clit a few times, making me squirm as he did.

Then he slid his cock up and down, teasing my slit with penetration. I could hear my soaking vagina and his penis grazing and rubbing. I moaned the whole time.

"Please fuck me, please," I begged.

I felt the tip of his cock part my lips, and I gasped with expectation. His cock slid right in me; I was drenched from my husband's spit and my own lubrication. Also, I've been fucking the same fat penis for the last 25 years; his was no challenge. At least until he was deep in me.

His penis grazed something deep inside me, which made me grunt. He kept pushing himself in, pushing my insides. It was a new feeling for me; I felt something inside that I had never experienced.

I started moaning like crazy. I turned to see Mario, and he was jerking hard, watching me fuck this massive cock. I extended my hand towards him, and he approached me. I grabbed his cock and jerked it as Bruce started fucking me faster.

Soon I lost the ability to jerk Mario as Bruce's thrusts became harder and faster; again, I was clawing at the bedsheets and grunting with each hard thrust against the deepest part of my vagina.

Mario vanished from my sight, and suddenly I felt his hands on my head; he pulled me, as Bruce had before, and tilted my head backwards. Once more, I saw a cock approach my face; this one was shorter and much thicker. I opened my mouth wide as it penetrated it.

My jaw gaped as Mario's cock entered my mouth. Bruce's thrusting made me gag on it as his balls slapped my nose. This was it; I had two cocks in me. I was a slut, and I loved it.

Bruce kept pounding me, and Mario slid his cock in and out of my mouth in his own rhythm. I knew my man; I knew he had to take it slow because he was close and wanted to enjoy more. 

Bruce had no such worries; he kept thrusting himself in my vagina, making me moan and grunt as my mouth was full of cock.

"Let's turn her," Bruce said as he stopped moving.

I felt his strong hands on my leg, which he moved in front of him without pulling his cock off me. He kept turning my leg until my hip started rotating with it. Mario tried lifting my shoulder to match Bruce's movement, and I helped him. But there was no way I could turn my head with his fat cock in my mouth.

Mario pulled out his cock and I was free to complete the motion. I was now on all fours, with my improvised lover still inside my vagina and Mario aligning his cock with my mouth.

This position was way more comfortable with me and allowed me more control over the blowjob I was giving my husband.

I was savoring his cock in my mouth when Bruce grabbed me by the hips and continued pumping my pussy. His cock felt harder this way, and it reached further. I dropped to my elbows since he was fucking me so hard.

My right hand went to my pussy. I started rubbing my clit, and I felt his balls graze the tip of my fingers. I reached further back and caressed his balls as he pummeled me. He grunted as soon as he felt my fingers there and sped up. 

My hand went back to my clitoris. I started flicking it fast, rubbing it side to side as the stud behind me wreaked havoc inside me.

Suddenly, Mario's face was in my face. He was kneeling in an awkward position just to reach my lips. I kissed him as my hand played with my button and Bruce started spasming behind me.

I moaned into Mario's mouth as Bruce grunted. "Fuuuuuuuuck yes!" Just then my hand took me to a second orgasm. I started rocking my body back and forth, using Bruce's cock as a dildo to finish cumming; he had stopped moving. My arms and chest shook in pleasure, and I froze after that.

Bruce pulled his cock out of me, and I saw him rip the condom off him. I felt his cock resting on my ass as he jerked and reached his orgasm. 

"Uhhhg yeeeeeeees!" He screamed as I felt my back and ass flooded with his hot semen.

He took a step back. and contemplated his masterpiece with a kinky smile.

The normal Ruth, the one that wasn't helped by kinky candies, would've stopped there; two orgasms was more than enough for her. That night I wasn't that Ruth.

"Here, lie on the bed; I want you to cum inside me," I ordered, looking at Mario.

He obeyed without hesitation. When he lay on the bed, I saw with excitement his hard penis. I was amazed at how long he had kept it hard for me. He was obviously enjoying this. And he was about to enjoy it even more.

I aligned my hips to his crotch and his penis to my vagina, and I rubbed his cock on my entrance to make him nice and moist. I felt Bruce's cum slide down my back and ass as I lowered my hips, and Mario's cock split me in half. After Bruce's thin cock, this felt like I had been just on training wheels.

He obviously didn't reach as deep as Bruce, but his girth was what I fell in love with. I started bouncing on Mario's cock. His thick member filled me just right, and he started playing with my clit almost immediately.

My hands went to my tits and squeezed them. My nipples were extra sensitive, but I pinched them anyway. I was looking to the ceiling, lost in my pleasure when I felt something graze my shoulder.

Bruce was standing on the bed next to me, his cock within reach, and I figured out what he wanted.

He was at full mast again and ready for more of my mouth. I opened and took him in. I saw Mario's face as I sucked on this other man's penis, and he seemed a bit jealous. I slammed my ass harder on his lap, and he forgot about it.

I did my best to blow Bruce, but I was more focused on the cock in my pussy and the hand in my clit. Mario knew how to make me cum, and I knew what he wanted. He started flicking my clit side to side as he pumped me faster.

I moaned into Bruce's cock as my husband was taking me to my third orgasm. His thumb in my pussy moved faster and faster, and I could just try to moan as a strong spasm hit my hips, making me buckle as a pressure built in me. I couldn't help it; my body reacted on its own, and my pussy gushed out several squirts, flooding Mario's belly.

Bruce saw it all and started face-fucking me harder. Meanwhile, Mario gave me no quarter and went back to fucking my pussy. His hand started moving again, and I knew he wanted it again. I was thinking that maybe I didn't have it in me anymore when the same spasm came over me, the same pressure, the same relief.

Mario's hand started making sloshy noises in my clitoris, and I started having multiple orgasms with his hand and cock.

Since I couldn't blow Bruce right anymore, I took his cock out of my mouth, and instead I started jerking him. I grabbed tight to his cock, and he gasped at it. I released a bit and started sliding my hand back and forth through the whole length of his cock. 

After a while I had no more squirt to spit and no more orgasms, but I knew what I wanted and how to get it. I stopped bouncing on Mario's cock, and instead I grinded on him, moving my hips on his lap rhythmically. 

He started grunting immediately, and his hands went to my tits.

As I grinded for Mario's cum, I used both hands to jerk Bruce. He pushed his hips toward my face, and I took out my tongue, licking the tip of his cock as I jerked him.

Mario grunted, and then Bruce did. I knew I had them both close.

Mario grabbed me by the hips and gave me a few hard thrusts of his cock, and I felt his seed filling my vagina. I kept swerving my hips over him until he stopped me. Just then Bruce grunted once more, and two thick ropes of semen shot from his cock and landed on my tits.

I dropped on top of Mario's chest and kissed his lips. "Happy anniversary," we both said almost at the same time and laughed about it.

I got up and Mario followed me. I put on my pants and half-buttoned my top, and we were out the door. We didn't even say goodbye to Bruce; we left giggling and fooling around like teenagers.

"You're not wearing a bra," Mario said as he ran his hand through my back.

"Or panties," I said.

We both laughed and kept walking towards the restaurant. As we reached the parking lot, I opened my purse to fetch the valet ticket and found the candy wrapper.

"I still have one candy; should we wait for our next anniversary?" I asked.

As Mario's taxi pulled up, he said, "No way in hell; let's get into some kind of trouble tomorrow."