0 comments/ 52807 views/ 5 favorites A Birthday Wish By: ruralgoddess Kate sat hunched over her steering wheel, ready to cry. She felt just like the dismal, damp day outside. She had barely made it out of the driveway this morning, and her day was already in the toilet. Why did her tire have to go flat today? That she was going to be late for work was bad enough! But it just had to be a day when there was an early meeting with all the department heads. She probably wouldn't get fired over it, but she would surely get called on the carpet for being late. Just what she wanted for her fortieth birthday. She got out of the car and started to put the jack together. Kate was busy trying to fit the jack under the car, swearing under her breath, when she felt a tap on her shoulder and a deep voice say "Can I help?" She jumped up, startled, and fell backwards into a pair of masculine arms. "Hey, easy!" he said as he helped steady her on her feet. "I didn't mean to scare you, I just thought you could use a hand." Kate turned and looked into a pair of deep blue eyes set in a handsome tanned face. A handsome young face. She guessed him to be in his late twenties. He was wearing a pair of worn blue jeans and a T-shirt. "Thank you," she replied with a smile. "I guess I don't really know how to do this. My husband used to take care of this kind of thing for me." He knelt to look at the jack and then back at her. "Used to?" he questioned. "By the way, my name is Dillon." He turned back to the car and in no time had it off the ground and was changing the tire. "I'm Kate. Yes, he used to," Kate answered. "About 8 months ago he decided his best friend's wife was more exciting than I am and divorced me. Funny thing is, she never did leave her husband." "The man was a fool. Who else would leave a woman like you?" He looked at her and smiled and Kate wished she were younger. If she were younger she would invite him in to wash up and maybe have some coffee. Before she realized it, Kate had offered Dillon that cup of coffee, and he had accepted. He followed her into the house, admiring her sunny kitchen as she put on a pot of coffee and called her office. They sat at her little kitchen table and talked as the coffee brewed. He told her he was 30, not 27, and owned his own landscaping business, so she didn't have to worry about making him late for anything. She told him it was her 40th birthday, she had missed an important meeting that morning, and frankly didn't care, she was taking the day off like she wanted to in the first place. By the time she handed him a steaming cup of coffee, they were getting to feel like friends. Kate couldn't believe she blushed as his hand lingered on hers when he took his cup. It had been a long time since she had blushed over a man. She liked the way it made her feel, as though it was springtime and there were flowers blooming everywhere. They talked late into the morning, their coffee long cold and forgotten. She told him about her children and how the kids themselves had worked out a six month split for custody when they knew their parents were getting divorced. They were at their father's house until the following month. He told her about the tragic death of his sister on the way to his wedding. How after they postponed the wedding, his fiancé had taken her best friend on their honeymoon trip and announced on her return that she no longer had any interest in him, but was going to live with her girlfriend. He got the last laugh though, because 4 months later the girlfriend left his ex-fiance for her brother. They shared their likes and dislikes about everything and found they had many attitudes the same. Before they knew it the morning was gone, and the midday sun was casting long shadows across the linoleum floor of Kate's kitchen. Dillon got to his feet and mumbled something about why he should leave. Kate offered to fix some lunch, but he thanked her and said he should go. She walked him to the door and then stood there long after it had closed behind him, daydreaming about what it would have been like to have him take her in his arms and make love to her. She spent the rest of the day puttering around doing not much of anything, distracted by returning thoughts of Dillon. Kate had been flattered that he had spent so much time with her that morning, but she wasn't kidding herself. He was a young, attractive man. What would he want with someone her age? She fixed a dinner that she didn't really want to eat, and picked at it with wine she drank too fast. She was thinking that a vibrator was a poor substitute for a man when the doorbell rang. "Who could that be?" Kate wondered as she went to the door. She peeked through the crack the chain allowed. All she could see was a large arrangement of flowers. "Who is it?" she asked. A muffled voice answered, "I have a delivery here for Kate Miller." Kate closed the door and took off the chain. When she opened the door again she saw Dillon standing there, a little cake in his hand with one lit candle in it. "Happy Birthday," he said, his smile reaching all the way down to her toes. Surprised, she opened the door wide and he stepped in. "Make a wish," he coaxed as he held the cake out. She closed her eyes for a moment and blew out the candle, then looked into his blue eyes. "What did you wish for?" Dillon asked her, still looking into her eyes. "You can't tell a birthday wish or it won't come true," she answered, smiling. She didn't think it would come true anyway, but she could hope. "That's just a myth. Try it." he said coaxing. "You never know...." His words hung in the air between them. Kate felt giddy. What did she have to lose? "Okay," she said, "I'll tell you what I wished for." She looked down for a moment, then back up at him. Her lips trembling, she breathed, "I wished for a birthday kiss." Dillon smiled. "I was hoping that was your wish." The cake and flowers fell by the way as he swept her into his arms and covered her lips with his. His lips pressed against hers, urging her mouth open as his tongue tickled at her. He wound his tongue slowly around hers, his lips caressing her pliant mouth. He held her firmly to him, kissing her until her mind was reeling. His own breath was ragged as he released her. "I've wanted to do that since I caught you this morning, Kate," he admitted. They stared into each other's eyes for a long moment. "In fact all day I have been thinking about how much I would like to make love with you." Kate whispered, "I was thinking the same thing. I just didn't think you would be attracted to me." "You're a beautiful woman, Kate. Just because you're a few years older than me doesn't change that." Dillon took her into his arms again and kissed her so passionately she thought she would swoon. "Where's the bedroom?" he asked hoarsely before he kissed her again. She moved toward the bedroom as his hands wove through her hair, holding her face to his, the heat from his lips and tongue taking over her senses. Once through the doorway he maneuvered them down onto the bed without their lips parting even once. He slid his hands down the front of her blouse, unbuttoning it. As he pulled it slowly from her shoulders he kissed down first one side of her neck and then the other. He traced her collarbone with his lips, softly flicking his tongue into the little hollow at the base of her neck. Her blouse dropped to the floor and she reached for the zipper to her skirt, but Dillon pushed her hand away and said, "Let me unwrap you." He slid her zipper down and followed the path it made with his mouth. Kate felt the warmth of his breath against her skin melting her like a bar of chocolate in the sun. She lifted her hips slightly as he slid her skirt off and dropped it alongside her blouse. She wore a lacy dark pink bra and matching panties that showed off her long legs and full breasts to perfection. Dillon could see her nipples swelling under the lace, and all he could think of was freeing them from their confines. He knelt there on the bed and gazed at Kate in silence for a moment, his eyes drinking her in as though trying to memorize her. Dillon stepped off the bed and quickly slipped out of his clothes. Now it was Kate's turn to stare. His body was perfect, except for the small white scar on the right side of his chest. She shivered as she thought of what that scar would feel like under her tongue. He hadn't worn underwear, so his cock sprang up as soon as he slid his jeans off. It had been so long since Kate had been with a man she almost drooled at the sight of him. "You are a beautiful man," Kate sighed. She wondered how that little drop of pre cum would taste. She reached out and caught the little drop on the end of her finger and touched it to her tongue. He smiled at her as she licked her finger. Dillon laid back down beside her and caressed the length of her body from her face to her toes. "You are the beautiful one," he told her, his eyes full of desire. "I can't wait to make love to your sexy body." He unhooked her bra and pushed it away from her breasts, kissing each nipple as it was exposed, his tongue lingering to wrap around each taut pink bud. Dillon took his time kissing his way down the soft skin of her stomach to the pink lace of her panties. Slowly he eased them over her hips and down her legs, kissing her here and there as he slid them off. He kissed his way back up her legs and over her stomach, his lips barely grazing her dark pubic curls. Dillon lingered at her breasts once more, teasing her nipples with his lips and tongue. He bit gently at them as they swelled, until Kate moaned with pleasure and clutched at his shoulders. Then he returned to her mouth, reddened from their passionate kissing, and played his lips against hers as he covered her body with his. Kate parted her legs around Dillon as he lowered himself onto her. "Oh, Kate, I want you so much," he groaned as he slowly pushed against her wet opening. She spread her legs wider as he slid into her, moaning as he sank all the way in. They came together perfectly with each stroke. Their bodies rose and fell half a dozen times, Dillon grinding himself against her, when Kate began to shudder and moan, explosions going off in her brain. "Mmmm... Dillon groaned in her ear, "I can feel you squeezing me. It's so good. I'm going to make you cum again, and then I'm going to pound your pussy like I know you want me to." Dillon took his time, moving faster or slower as his need demanded so he could last. He rested his weight on his arms so Kate could move and breath under him. He watched the pleasure on her face as they moved together. He watched as another orgasm built, her body becoming taut, arching toward him, grinding against him each time he lowered himself. Suddenly she was cumming again, clutching at his back and shoulders. Kate's body writhed and bucked beneath him as he kept himself moving against her. When the sounds of her climax had subsided, Dillon began to rise and fall into her once more. Kate cried out as he began to thrust into her harder, hitting against the deepest part of her. She wrapped her legs around his back and matched his rhythm, pulling him into her. His cries of pleasure matched hers as their frenzied mating continued. Their bodies had become a blur of hot flesh when Dillon gave a loud groan. His body stiffened against hers for a moment, then he thrust hard into her a few more times as his balls clenched against the base of his cock. Kate could feel him pulsating inside her, flooding her with his essence. He gave one more groan and then, his arms shaking, let her pull him down onto her. They spent that whole night together, making love until the first streaks of dawn were crawling across the horizon. After that night, Dillon spent every minute he could with Kate. As their love grew, she introduced her kids to him. Being the little schemers they were, they soon asked him to move in. He surprised Kate that night by asking her to marry him, and on her next birthday all their wishes came true. A Birthday Wish My mom and I were very close. We were best friends.. I told her everything, and vice versa. My dad and I, not so close.. we barely talked.. but when we did, I couldn't help but notice his hard love pole staring me at the face, yearning to be caressed.. no, that's wrong, I would tell myself, I can't do that. But I would think about what it would be like to be with my family. My sister and I, we were quite close too, even though she was usually with her boyfriend. I couldn't help but stare at those beautiful, volumptious 36D tits. It was one Saturday that what I am about tell you took place. It was a lazy day, and we were all just lieing around. I was in the den reading a story, much like the ones on literotica.com, and I got very horny. I heard my mom, dad, and sister leave to run to the store. Feeling, relieved, I slowly started to rub my hardened nipples through my shirt. Oooh that felt so good, I could feel my hairless beauty start to get wet. How I wanted to just touch it, make it feel better.. But no, I had to be patient. I removed my shirt and bra, and played with my nipples some more. Swirling my fingers around, lightly flicking the buttons. That's when it got to be too much. I could feel my juices really running now. I unbuckled my belt and made light circles around my belly button. Slowly trailing down, I finally reached my destination. I lightly rubbed up and down the full length of my vagina. I touched my throbbing clitoris. As I slowly inserted my finger in, I massaged the top. I pushed my forefinger in deeper, and slowly pulled out. "Need some assistance?" I turned around, but before I could look, I was blindfolded. "WHO'S THERE?" I demanded, but no answer. All of a sudden I was pushed out of my chair. The floor was cold and hard. I reached down to cover myself, but a hand got in my way. Rough fingers started probing my clitoris, and I couldn't help letting out a moan. "So you like that, bitch?" One finger, two, and then three fingers started pushing in and out of my swollen pussy. I could feel myself shake. I was so close to releasing my orgasm. "Please, let me cum." I begged. Right when I got to my breaking point, the hands were gone. I reached down to touch myself, but my hands were grabbed and tied up. I tried rubbing my legs together, to reach that release I needed so badly, but nothing worked. Something was touching my mouth.. it was.. the head of a cock. A very hard cock. "Suck it, and maybe I will let you cum, you slut." I start to lick the head. He pushed his dick in, slowly at first, and then harder and deeper. "DEEPTHROAT YOU CUM SLUT." He demanded. I licked and sucked until I felt his dick start to tense up. He pulled out and cummed all over my face. I felt hands touch my nipples. Not rough, demanding hands.. light, soft fingers. Slowly rubbing my nipples. Ooh how I needed to be fucked. I was a virgin, but I needed it, right then and there. I begged and pleaded for this new stranger to fuck me, somehow, but she couldn't. The man had left. She moved down and licked my nipple. Slowly sucking like it was a lollipop. She inserted a finger in my soppy, wet cunt. I was on the brink of cumming when.. she stopped. I felt her shift her light body.. I felt a tongue on my cunt. Circling around my moist area, probing inside of my fuck hole. I couldn't take it any longer. I felt myself start to convulse, and scream "I'M CUMMING", and then it came.. a long orgasm that went everywhere. After my orgasm subsided, she leaned up and told me to lick my juices off of her face. I did as I was told, to the last drop. She kissed me, and the taste of my cum hungry cunt was still there. As we were kissing I felt a dick lightly tickle my pussy. My budding horniness immidiately started to come back. But before I knew it, I was flipped over. "BEND OVER BITCH". The man was back. I bent back, and felt his hard member pressing against my tight little hole. Oh no, he wants to do it anally. "No, please, it will hurt" I said. I could feel a tear run down my eye. What are these people doing to me? I thought. I felt a finger probe my cooch. And then move to my asshole. I tightened, getting scared. He gave a hard slap to my ass, and I let my hole give way. He slid a finger in, slowly at first and then a hard thrust. I winced in pain. He pulled the finger out, and inserted two. I didn't tighten this time, I let him in. I pushed back onto his fingers, slowly moving up and down. He pulled them out and pressed his hard cock against my ass. He pushed it in with one hard thrust. I cried out in pain, "PLEASE STOP!" It hurt so bad, tears were everywhere. He was taking my virgin asshole. Would he take my wet little cunt, too? My screams of pain slowly started to turn into moans of pleasure. "FUCK ME FASTER" I screamed. "I knew you would like it, you cum slut." He said. And then after a few last wild rams into my ass, he came, and came everywhere. I felt a mouth on my pussy. Mmm that felt good, I was on the edge of cumming, and the mouth moved, and was replaced by a dick. The head of the 7-incher was tickling me lightly, sending electrifying shocks up and down my spine. "Fuck me" I whispered. He took the head and slowly pushed in. I cried out, but he kept pushing. I started to pull off, but he grabbed my ass cheeks, and pushed in. HARD. "OUCH" I cried out. My cherry popped and blood came out all over the floor. He was pounding away, and I was crieing in pain. This hurt like nothing before. I felt hands everywhere. Rubbing my clit, someone fingering my asshole, and a mouth on my nipple. With all of this stimulation, the pain was making me hot. I was going to cum. I was on the verge of cumming for the third time that night, when all of a sudden everything stopped. The fingers came out of my no longer virgin asshole, the dick came out of my cunt, the mouth was off of my nippled. My hands were untied, and the blindfold slowly removed. I blinked. As my eyes got used to the light, I looked around to see.. mom, dad, and my sister all standing there looking at my cum filled and blood staind body. "Happy birthday, sweetie," said my mom. She bent down and gave me a long kiss and stuck a finger up my wet cunt. Dad stuck his dick in her mouth, and my sister just sat there fingering herself. We all came together. What a fun birthday.. can't wait until next year. I hope you guys liked it.. PLEASE let me know, and if so, I will write more under many categories. Thanks for reading, it was my first story! A Birthday Wish My mom and I were very close. We were best friends. I told her everything, and vice versa. My dad and I, not so close.. we barely talked.. but when we did, I couldn't help but notice his hard love pole staring me at the face, yearning to be caressed.. no, that's wrong, I would tell myself, I can't do that. But I would think about what it would be like to be with my family. My sister and I, we were quite close too, even though she was usually with her boyfriend. I couldn't help but stare at those beautiful, volumptious 36D tits. It was one Saturday that what I am about tell you took place. It was a lazy day, and we were all just lieing around. I was in the den reading a story, much like the ones on literotica.com, and I got very horny. I heard my mom, dad, and sister leave to run to the store. Feeling, relieved, I slowly started to rub my hardened nipples through my shirt. Oooh that felt so good, I could feel my hairless beauty start to get wet. How I wanted to just touch it, make it feel better.. But no, I had to be patient. I removed my shirt and bra, and played with my nipples some more. Swirling my fingers around, lightly flicking the buttons. That's when it got to be too much. I could feel my juices really running now. I unbuckled my belt and made light circles around my belly button. Slowly trailing down, I finally reached my destination. I lightly rubbed up and down the full length of my vagina. I touched my throbbing clitoris. As I slowly inserted my finger in, I massaged the top. I pushed my forefinger in deeper, and slowly pulled out. "Need some assistance?" I turned around, but before I could look, I was blindfolded. "WHO'S THERE?" I demanded, but no answer. All of a sudden I was pushed out of my chair. The floor was cold and hard. I reached down to cover myself, but a hand got in my way. Rough fingers started probing my clitoris, and I couldn't help letting out a moan. "So you like that, bitch?" One finger, two, and then three fingers started pushing in and out of my swollen pussy. I could feel myself shake. I was so close to releasing my orgasm. "Please, let me cum." I begged. Right when I got to my breaking point, the hands were gone. I reached down to touch myself, but my hands were grabbed and tied up. I tried rubbing my legs together, to reach that release I needed so badly, but nothing worked. Something was touching my mouth.. it was.. the head of a cock. A very hard cock. "Suck it, and maybe I will let you cum, you slut." I start to lick the head. He pushed his dick in, slowly at first, and then harder and deeper. "DEEPTHROAT YOU CUM SLUT." He demanded. I licked and sucked until I felt his dick start to tense up. He pulled out and cummed all over my face. I felt hands touch my nipples. Not rough, demanding hands.. light, soft fingers. Slowly rubbing my nipples. Ooh how I needed to be fucked. I was a virgin, but I needed it, right then and there. I begged and pleaded for this new stranger to fuck me, somehow, but she couldn't. The man had left. She moved down and licked my nipple. Slowly sucking like it was a lollipop. She inserted a finger in my soppy, wet cunt. I was on the brink of cumming when.. she stopped. I felt her shift her light body.. I felt a tongue on my cunt. Circling around my moist area, probing inside of my fuck hole. I couldn't take it any longer. I felt myself start to convulse, and scream "I'M CUMMING", and then it came.. a long orgasm that went everywhere. After my orgasm subsided, she leaned up and told me to lick my juices off of her face. I did as I was told, to the last drop. She kissed me, and the taste of my cum hungry cunt was still there. As we were kissing I felt a dick lightly tickle my pussy. My budding horniness immidiately started to come back. But before I knew it, I was flipped over. "BEND OVER BITCH". The man was back. I bent back, and felt his hard member pressing against my tight little hole. Oh no, he wants to do it anally. "No, please, it will hurt" I said. I could feel a tear run down my eye. What are these people doing to me? I thought. I felt a finger probe my cooch. And then move to my asshole. I tightened, getting scared. He gave a hard slap to my ass, and I let my hole give way. He slid a finger in, slowly at first and then a hard thrust. I winced in pain. He pulled the finger out, and inserted two. I didn't tighten this time, I let him in. I pushed back onto his fingers, slowly moving up and down. He pulled them out and pressed his hard cock against my ass. He pushed it in with one hard thrust. I cried out in pain, "PLEASE STOP!" It hurt so bad, tears were everywhere. He was taking my virgin asshole. Would he take my wet little cunt, too? My screams of pain slowly started to turn into moans of pleasure. "FUCK ME FASTER" I screamed. "I knew you would like it, you cum slut." He said. And then after a few last wild rams into my ass, he came, and came everywhere. I felt a mouth on my pussy. Mmm that felt good, I was on the edge of cumming, and the mouth moved, and was replaced by a dick. The head of the 7-incher was tickling me lightly, sending electrifying shocks up and down my spine. "Fuck me" I whispered. He took the head and slowly pushed in. I cried out, but he kept pushing. I started to pull off, but he grabbed my ass cheeks, and pushed in. HARD. "OUCH" I cried out. My cherry popped and blood came out all over the floor. He was pounding away, and I was crieing in pain. This hurt like nothing before. I felt hands everywhere. Rubbing my clit, someone fingering my asshole, and a mouth on my nipple. With all of this stimulation, the pain was making me hot. I was going to cum. I was on the verge of cumming for the third time that night, when all of a sudden everything stopped. The fingers came out of my no longer virgin asshole, the dick came out of my cunt, the mouth was off of my nippled. My hands were untied, and the blindfold slowly removed. I blinked. As my eyes got used to the light, I looked around to see.. mom, dad, and my sister all standing there looking at my cum filled and blood staind body. "Happy birthday, sweetie," said my mom. She bent down and gave me a long kiss and stuck a finger up my wet cunt. Dad stuck his dick in her mouth, and my sister just sat there fingering herself. We all came together. What a fun birthday.. can't wait until next year. Hey all, please comment on my story. I just joined, but will write more in the future.. if you like this one! Enjoy, and please don't copy.. Not like you would want to anyway! :) A Birthday Wish Hi Baby, Wanna know my birthday wish? I hope so, because here it is. I want you to dress up all sexy. You would wear the black mini dress that I bought you. The one with no straps and that just barely covers your luscious ass. No bra of course. And your dress is so tight that I can see the shape of your breasts perfectly. For panties, you would not wear any. We would paint you on a pair of panties using liquid latex. Silver latex with sparkles mixed in. At first glance it would look like you had panties on. Someone would have to get a really good look to realize that you don't have any on. Of course, you would have to shave your pussy. That way the hair will not spoil the latex effect. I would leave it up to you whether to wear thigh highs or not, and what kind of shoes you would wear. You would look so hot. You in that tight dress, breasts just fighting to bust out. And whenever you would bend over, I would see your 'silver' panties, knowing of course that they are not panties at all. The next step, after a few pictures of you, is for us to go out. It does not really matter to me where we go. What matters is that you tease me. Bend over in front of me whenever you get a chance. Maybe flash your breast at me from time to time. Kiss me. Nibble my ear. Rub my crotch every now and then. But most of all, flirt. You see a cute guy, flirt with him. If we are at a club, ask him to dance. Then make sure you flirt while dancing. Grind against him. Try to make his cock hard. Let him put his hands where they don't belong. See how long it takes him to figure out that those are not really silver panties. And let him do what he wants to you once he figures it out. Let him kiss you. Nibble your ears. Kiss your neck. Let him squeeze your breasts and play with your nipples. Let him squeeze your ass and stick his fingers in your pussy. Just make sure that I can see all of this happening to you. Let him pull his cock out and stick it into your wet pussy. Just have your ass facing him and bend over. Let him slide his hard cock into your cunt. Let him fuck you right there on the dance floor. Just make sure that I am there. I want to hear your moans of pleasure in my ear. And feel your breath on my neck as he is doing this. And when he cums, I want you to be kissing me passionately until he finishes pumping his hot sperm into your pussy. After this you are to pick a new flirt victim. I want you to do this until you have had enough. Just don't stop at one. And remember, when all the other guys are done, it's my turn. I get to do to you whatever I wish. Fuck that cum filled pussy. Eat that cum filled pussy. Or both. Or whatever I wish. But I won't stop until I've cum at least three times, and you have cum just as many times too. The vision of you freshly fucked. Your skin flush. Your hair mussed up. Those silver panties would be all but gone by the time it is my turn. Your well used pussy just dripping with cum. I would lay you down, and kiss you. How many guys will have already had their tongue in your mouth tonight? Will you have sucked some of their dicks? Knowing this will only make it hotter. I would work my way down to your breasts. You love having your nipples sucked. Now down to your belly button. I'm close now. I can smell your pussy. And all that cum that the other guys have left in you. My desire will quickly overpower me. I will dive in tongue first into your full cunt. And your clit will be so sensitive already from all that fucking. I will make sure you have at least one orgasm while I'm cleaning some of their cum out of your pussy. There is nothing quite like sticking my hard cock into a pussy that is already full of cum. There is a difference in the slipperiness. Knowing that it is another guy's cum just makes my cock that much harder. Soon my cum will be added to that already in your pussy. At some point I am going to lie on my back. I want you to climb on top of me. I want you to slide your pussy up to my face. We would be positioned in a sixty-nine style position. If you suck my cock while we are like this, great. But it is not important. What I am wanting more is for you to ride my face. I want to lick your cunt until you are shaking with pleasure. And your orgasms have pushed all that cum out of you. So that is what I want for my birthday wish. Now a big breath. Whoosh. I blew out all my candles on the first try. So my birthday wish will come true. Love Kris A Birthday Wish Well as it does every year my birthday had once again rolled around and Janet asked me what I wanted for my birthday wish and this story is what I told her I wanted. It's been a long boring morning and as usual I'm sitting here surfing through porn site after porn site looking for something interesting. I'm only half interested jerking my cock and more interested in finding something new. In some ways it's been more frustrating than satisfying but with nothing else to do I keep on keeping on and here I sit cock in hand. Finally after a long and tedious search I find a site I had not viewed in a very long time and rediscovered a few of my favorites on that site. Here there were lots of amateur BBW servicing their men and pleasuring themselves as well, finally something interesting to watch. As I'm watching the videos my cock slowly grows and I slowly stroke away I'm starting to get close but I always think that and I always end up edging for at least a half an hour I've been known to edge as much as two or three hours. I found a video that showed a beautiful BBW with incredible cleavage jerking her man off and encouraging him to come on her tits, a favorite theme of mine. I settled into a nice rhythm and matched the woman in the video stroke for stroke it was as if it was my cock she was stroking. If she went slowly, I went slowly, if she went quickly, I went quickly, all I could think about was shooting my hot load all over her tits. About halfway through the video I got a phone call and me being me I muted the sound well I turned it down anyway it wasn't quite muted and I answered the phone. Janet's voice came into my ear. Getting a phone call from Janet was somewhat rare, oh I talked to Janet all the time but I call her so having her call me is a very pleasant thing indeed. "Hello" I said "Hey sweetie it's me" came the sound of Janet's voice through the phone, "what are you up to?" She asked. "Well I'm awake, my computers in my lap and I'm naked that should give you some idea of what I'm doing." I joked back at her. "So just another day at home then..." She said and giggled slightly Just then the girl on the screen squealed and giggled as her man started Cumming like a fountain all over her soft creamy tits. Janet apparently having heard the giggling and squealing commented "What you can't even stop when I call?" "Sorry about that..." I said "I thought I had the volume down farther I didn't think you'd hear anything. I'm sorry let me shut it off." I reached for the mouse and paused the video, Janet is a very dear friend of mine and while she and I know way too much about each other's sex lives we have never crossed that line together. Yes I flashed her once or twice on the WebCam and I even once while under the influence of medication sent her a compilation video of my favorite orgasms that I had videotaped. Janet was never mad at me for my indiscretions and actually said she was impressed by the amount of one of the cum shots in my video. Janet said "don't worry about it sweetie I know you jerk your cock most of the time when you're talking to me. I don't mind...I find it kind of flattering that you still find me attractive." "I've told you before and I'll tell you again" I said "I find you wildly sexy and would do anything to see you naked and be allowed to perform for you." "I know and I just don't understand why" Janet said "but that's a discussion for another time. I need to borrow some of your meds again. I twisted my knee and it's killing me any chance I could borrow a few till it stops hurting?" "Of course you can" I said "but you'll have to come to me for them because I am out of gas and no money to put any in the tank." "No problem... I'm out running some errands anyway do you mind if I stop by in a bit and pick them up from you?" She asked. "Sure come on over, it would be great to see you again, it's been a few weeks. I will go unlock the door just let yourself and when you get here." I said. "Sounds good... I'll see you in a bit." Janet said "And I'll do my best to finish what I'm doing before you get here." I quipped. She giggled slightly and said "you do that" and with that she hung up. So I set down the computer got up and went and unlocked the front door. I wanted her to be able to just walk in. It also put a slight thrill into me knowing that there was a slight chance that she could catch me. I wasn't sure how long I had before she would get here I didn't know if she was running to the post office to mail a letter and then coming here or if she was going grocery shopping so I didn't know if I had five minutes 15 minutes or 50 minutes. I sat back down and pulled the computer back into my lap and found some more good videos and went back to getting my cock nice and hard once again. I was making good time and was getting closer than I was before I was at that stage where you know you're going to cum but you know it's going to be a few minutes before that load shoots from your cock. I decided to slow down a bit so I stopped the porn and made a quick check of my email just to take my mind off my cock. I was edging after all and that just made it better. After about 10 or 15 minutes of fooling around with the email, I decided I had better finish jerking my cock before Janet got here. As much as I wanted Janet to catch me and see me jerking my cock and with a little bit of luck shooting a nice thick load of cum, I didn't want to risk hurting our friendship as that was a line I was scared to cross. I fired off my favorite porn video again grabbed my hard cock and was busily stroking away. When the door opened... I should explain here where my recliner sits can be seen directly from the front door so when I'm sitting here cock in hand and someone walks in the front door it's really quite the show. I hear the door open and I call out, "Janet is that you?" Because the laptop is in my lap I can't actually see the front door but I know whoever it is can see me jerking my cock and I am too close and I don't want to stop. "Yes it's me... Okay to come in?" She asked. "Of course come on in, sorry let me stop doing what I'm doing." I said "Sorry to interrupt... I thought you would've been done by now, you must have been edging again." Said Janet. "Yeah sorry about that..." I said as I set my computer tray out of the way. I leaned back in my chair and shifted to face her as best I could. She didn't mind seeing me naked but me jerking my cock while she was there was a little too much. Janet and I sat and chatted for about 20 or 30 minutes talking about nothing at all just the goings-on in our life as of lately. Now I have a bad habit of resting my hand in my crotch and holding my cock. I'm not actually jerking off just holding my cock. So every once in a while she would look at me stop talking and wait until I realized what I was doing and I would take my hand off my cock. Then she would smile tell me "thank you" and then she would go back to talking about whatever it was she was talking about before she realized I had my hand on my cock again. Eventually I got her the meds she called about in the first place put them in a little container and handed them to her. She thanked me and then looked at me and asked "Isn't today your birthday?" I said "Well technically it's tomorrow but yes I'm having another birthday." Janet then looked at me with an odd grin and said "since it's your birthday tomorrow and you were good about not playing with yourself while we talked even though I interrupted you I guess I'll give you your present now since I won't see you tomorrow." And with that she sat down in a chair directly across from me. And then she said the words I had dreamed of for ages "Perform for me..." "That's right" she said "I want to see you wrap your hand around that cock and jerk it for me." Me not wanting to risk a friendship for a little fun paused and asked her "Are you sure? It's okay if you want to change your mind now but if I start I won't be able to stop." She smiled wickedly at me and said "You better not ask me again or I'll change my mind now grab your cock and jerk it for me I want to see you cum." "If it be your pleasure M'Lady...then it is my command." I said to her...see I know that one of her weaknesses is being called M'Lady by her sub. She smiled and said to me "it is now Jerk...That...Cock!" I took my instruction from her and wrapped my hand around my cock and began to jerk my cock for all it was worth. I ran my hand up and down the shaft rubbing the head and just behind the head. Faster and faster I stroked my cock. Praying to myself that this wasn't just a tease and at any moment she would get up and walk out before I could finish. I wanted to cum fast to make sure she saw me cum. Janet saw that I was trying to cum fast and reached forward and put her hand on my knee, I nearly came when she touched me, and then she told me "slow down and take your time...this is my gift to you and I want you to enjoy it. So don't rush it. But put on a good show for me." Breathlessly I replied "As you wish M'Lady. " I slowed down my pace and started to really enjoy the feeling of my hand running up and down my cock knowing that she was sitting there watching me. Janet smiled and said "That's better... I wish I was wearing that blue halter top that I know you fantasize about. I will never forget the look on your face when I slipped out of that halter top right in front of you and you never got to see anything." I moaned slightly as she talked about that day and remembered the feeling of nearly coming in my pants without anyone touching me as she changed tops right in front of me and yet I never actually saw anything. Janet had once shown me pictures, boudoir pictures which she had taken, to see what I thought of them. So I had seen her beautiful breasts before but never in person. "It's a good thing it's your birthday" Janet said "and that I'm in a fun mood I'm going to do something for you that I know you have dreamed of for as long as we have known each other." And then... Janet reached into her V-neck top and pulled out not just one but both of her beautiful breasts complete with nipple rings! "There you go boy you always say you want some inspiration so here it is!" And she reached up and tugged on both nipple rings and then played with her nipples for a few moments as my jaw fell open and my hand stroked my cock tighter and tighter. "Come on Matt... Cum for me!" Said Janet "I want to see you come for me Matt!" Said Janet and then she continued "come on give it to me... Give me that cum!" "Come on Matt... Cum for me!" Said Janet again. I moaned long and loud when she said that! I have dreamed of hearing her voice telling me to come for as long as I have known her. To be sitting in front of her jerking my cock with her permission and being told to come for her was almost more than I could handle. I wish I had thought to turn on a voice recorder so I could hear Janet say that to me any time I wanted I knew she would never allow me to set up the camera so I never even thought about it. My hand was flying up and down my cock it was dripping with pre-cum and I was on the verge of coming! I was so close I could taste it and I knew I would be in a few moments. I kept stroking more and more, faster and faster squeezing more and more savoring every sensation as it happened, because I knew it would probably never happen again. Janet looked at me and knew that I was on the verge of coming that soon my cock would erupt and would spew cum, far and wide. "If you get any on me, you know I'm going to make you lick it off and clean me up is that clear?" Said Janet and then she scooted closer to me as if she wanted me to come on her tits. I moaned and trembled as she moved closer never touching me but still close to me. I could feel the heat from her body wash over my body as I lay there and trembled as I felt my balls begin to contract as I started to cum! I pointed the head of my cock at Janet's gorgeous cleavage and jerked my cock for all it was worth! Harder and faster squeezing it tighter and tighter and suddenly from somewhere below my feet rose an orgasm the likes of which I had never had until that day. All I could do was close my eyes and moan like a man possessed... "I'M CCUUMMIINNGG!!" I felt my cock erupt with spurt after glorious spurt of thick hot cum! It was all I could do to not fall out of my recliner as this orgasm wracked my body with spasms the likes of which I doubt I will ever experience again. Four, Five then six shots and I still wasn't done cumming. My body shook and trembled with another three good spurts and a few little ones that ran down my hand. My hand covered in cum instinctively rose to my mouth as I licked the come from my own hand. When my hand was clear of cum I let it rest on my sticky cum covered cock. Janet looked at me and said "You're not done... Get over here and lick me clean." Janet sat back in her chair and I leaned over her and I took my time licking my copious load from her glorious breasts because I knew this would be the one time I would ever get such a treat. Slowly, gently I licked her breasts lapping my come into my mouth. Once I had most of the come off of her breast I then concentrated on each nipple. I knew Janet's nipple rings had made her nipples extremely sensitive and she had told me before that she had come just from them being stimulated under her blouse as she walked. I knew that this would be the only pleasure I would ever get to give Janet. So I carefully, tenderly and vigorously sucked on her nipples cleaning them diligently of my cum. I heard her gasp as I latched onto one nipple and then gasped again as I released it. I swirled my tongue gently around the outside of the nipple continuing to lick all of my cum from her breast. Then I switched breasts and as I took her nipple into my mouth I let my teeth graze ever so slightly. Janet once again gasped at what I was doing to her breasts. I locked on to her nipple and drew it into my mouth with all of the force I could hoping against hope that I could make her cum from the sensation. I licked and I sucked that nipple for all it was worth and when I finally released Janet gasped once more and moaned. I set back a little bit to ensure that I had not missed any cum. Of course I made sure find a spot or two that appeared to still have some cum that needed removal. After a few moments of this Janet set me back and said "Thank you for a job well done... Both on the performance and on the cleanup. I have not been cleaned that well in some time and I enjoyed it." "Your wish... My command M'Lady" I said "Thank you for the best birthday gift I have ever and will ever receive!" And with that Janet tucked her breasts back into her blouse stood up thanked me for the meds I had given her and again for performing for her and then she left me to cherish the memory. A Birthday Wish Delivered On Time Lying there, asleep, you are dreaming gingerly of all the beautiful places you have and have always wanted to visit. The rolling hills, the cobblestone paths, the fields of seemingly endless flowers that cover the valleys in distant lands. You remember the crisp air that passed over your virtually see through blouse causing your nipples to harden, almost tearing through your loosely woven top. You shudder slightly and raise your hands to cover and warm your breasts... but you can't. You look down and see your hands remaining at your side. Again you try to cover your still hardening nipples and your hands continue to remain still. As you look down, you notice your fingers move at your command but your hands will not move You struggle and flex your biceps, twisting and turning almost as if you begin to experience a bit of claustrophobia. You try and make your fingers stretch as if that would help them reach their destination. Your fingers move, but your hands, they continue to remain motionless by your side. You struggle and fight, your eyes widen and your mouth begins to shiver as your anxiety builds and builds. You look around and notice that the flowers in the valley are beginning to spin and the air that once crossed your nipples has turned from crisp and cool to warm and a bit wet. Not understanding what was going on, you begin to toss your head from side to side, your hair flipping everywhere... "HEY!" Who was that? Where did that voice come from? Realizing you were experiencing a dream and snapped out of it suddenly, you take a deep breath and begin to open your eyes. Surely you will feel relieved when you can open your eyes and escape this wonderful dream turned dark. WHAT? You have opened them and yet you still see total darkness. Where is that faint light that has befriended you through the years that sneaks in between the window shades? Where is that all too familiar red glow that lets you know when your alarm clock goes off, you will be on time to work? Surely there must be something covering your eyes... As you reach to rub your eyes as you have hundreds of times before, you again feel the dull snag that makes you unable to reach your destination. What the hell is going on? Are you still dreaming? Did the fields of flowers really just turn to black? Only this time you feel pressure on your thighs too... Every time you try to reach up, your thighs squeeze a bit. You can also hear the faint sound of metal on metal. It almost sounds like the clanking of a chain. Every time you tug your hand, you hear the metal noise and feel the pressure on your upper thigh. You are unsure of what is holding your wrists as you have never felt this kind of pressure on your thighs and have no clue as to why there is a clinking sound when you pull. Then it all breaks down. Again you feel the air that passed over your nipples in your dream only this time, the tiny hairs on your body raise when the now warm air passes over your breasts. You are beginning to know that this is now for real. All of a sudden your other senses click in. You take in a musky smell... not familiar to your room, your bed. You can hear the ruffling of your sheets even as you lie still and motionless. What is it that has brought this odor to your room, that moves even as you lie still. Your tongue can taste the sweat coming off your lip as your exertions have lead you to begin to perspire. "Shhhhhh... it's your birthday. " Then it all becomes clear. You are being held victim in your own bed. Who is this man with the musky smell. He sounds gentle and caring but how did he get in. You begin to think of everyone you have ever known who might have been given access to your home, to your key that stands between you and the outside world. You can think of no one who would do this to you and can remember this smell from no man you have ever known. Frightened now, your mouth tenses and your neck flexes as you begin to call out. Your diaphragm extends as you draw air and just as you begin to squeal... "NO MAAM!" As his hand clasps your quivering mouth. You shiver as you feel the palm of his warm hand next to your ear on one side of your head and the end of his fingers touching your ear lobe on the other side of your now sweat filled face. What big hands. It is then that you realize that this large man obviously wants you where you are and tends to get what he wishes, as he wishes, when he wishes. Even though this has often been a fantasy that has snuck into your idle mind, it doesn't seem as intriguing now that this strange holds you at his mercy. "Like I said, it is your birthday. " "If you start to fight, then I am going to think you want me to get a bit rougher. " "Your actions will let me know which way to go. " "If you are a good girl, then maybe later I will take off your blindfold and let you watch. " Ahhhh, it begins to make sense. That is the darkness which covers your eyes. It must be a mask of some sort, maybe the kind you use when you want to sleep but it is too bright outside. Your deepest fears begin to subside as you become accustomed to the fact that you are about to be taken and you have no control over it what so ever. Your breaths begin to get deeper and your mind is focusing more on your surroundings. Where is he? Why hasn't he done anything? What is he going to do? Slowly you feel his heat on your nipple again. Then, a wetness covers the length of your nipple. Almost unwillingly, you arch your back so that you can feed this stranger your nipple. Gently you feel his teeth ease down on the base of your extended nipple and his tongue swirling around the top. A gentle moan unexpectedly exits your throat as he draws up your nipple and nibbles on the top. You begin to reach for his head so you can entwine your fingers in his hair and pull him down again on your breasts and instantly you are reminded of your restraints. You have no control of even your hands. You can't move them more than a couple of inches. He has total control of your body, your senses, your sex! When your mind turns again from your hands you realize that he has encompassed your free breast with his hand. In his warm mouth he continues to tease your right nipple while his thumb and forefinger gently tease the left. God he feels so good and it is as if you had told him exactly what you liked, what you long for, what you need to get off. With that, you begin to feel the warm air exiting his mouth, leave your nipple as well as his hand. You feel his tongue begin to trace a line up your breast, towards your neck and as you struggle to control your shivering nakedness, you feel his moist air again on your earlobe. Again you sigh as the stranger touches every point on your body that you have dreamt of in an intimate encounter. Trying to focus on both his tongue and hand at the same time you feel his fingers running down your stomach edging closer to your now aching pussy. His hand slows as he passes over the hair leading to your engorged clit. Throbbing and pulsating now, it is as if your skin will split under the pressure of the blood that has rushed to your soaking wet clit and puss. As his finger gently rubs over your clit you moan again, only this time your moan is met with a deeper moan that fills your ear. His moan is accompanied by a gentle tug on your ear lobe and a bit more heated ear into your ear canal. Instinctively, you raise your hips to meet his touch. Your hips roll forward as if to invite his fingers to explore every inch of your wet mound. Then, as his fingers part your pussy, and his middle finger begins to enter, you open your hands as if to help and again are reminded of your confines. Only this time he gasps... Focusing now, you realize that in your hand, you now hold his swollen manhood. Hard and swollen, he fills your hand so that your fingertips barely touch. You squeeze gently and a smile crosses your face. Sensing a loss of control, your stranger pulls his hand away as well as his teeth that were focused on your neck and ear. With one swift move, you are flipped onto your stomach and face first into your pillow. You struggle to raise your head so that you may breath. As you turn your head to the side you again smell his musky odor. This time it is met with the smell of sex. Your sex. Totally surrendering, you don't even struggle as you feel the restraints being placed around your ankles. Your feel the tightening around your ankles. It seems as though it is leather but you are not sure. You can hear the clasp as it snaps into place. With a bit of force, he removes the clasp connecting your hands to your thighs and moves your hand down to your ankle. "Click" With that, your arms are connected to your ankles. "Why did he do that?" "What could he possibly do like this?" Then you begin to realize his plan as you feel his hands, one on each side of your hips. He would raise your hips off the bed but you beat him to the punch and elevate your ass into the air almost begging him to fuck your tight pink hole. Never before has your pussy been so wet, your nipples so hard. Resting on your forehead, you prepare yourself for your first anal encounter. You pray that he will be gentle, but down deep you could care less. You just want this beast to fuck you for all he is worth. You gently begin to sway your ass in the air, inviting him in, daring him to take you at his will. Nothing. Silence. Where did he go? You relax a bit and as your hips lower, your inner thighs rub against the scruff of his cheeks. You lower a bit more, a bit more, and even more until you feel his tongue gliding along the lips of your pussy. Gently you begin to rock back and forth on his tongue. As your body begins to heat up again, you begin to lower yourself more and rock even faster... faster... gliding your pussy lips over his tongue and your clit against his nose... WHAP A sting covers the cheek of your ass and you gasp. What the hell was that for? As you start to ask, "What... " WHAP A sting covers your other ass cheek. Quickly you realize that talking is not something you need to be doing. Then as quickly as the punishing blows came down, you again feel his gentle palms covering your buttocks and easing you down onto his face. He continues to lick and nibble on your clit and again you begin to rock easily back and forth. You take careful steps to realize what his hands and tongue tell you. The longer this goes on, the more you want to just sit up and say "FUCK ME!" But the recent reminders on your ass tell you that would be poor judgement on your part. You continue to rock and moan as his powerful hands spread your ass cheeks apart. Gently but with enough force to let you know he is in charge. Your muscles strain to keep your asshole shut. One of his hands leaves your cheek and with one swift move, his finger enters and exits your pussy. You gasp into the pillow wishing for more but then your short gasp becomes a long one as without warning, he shoves his cum soaked finger into your quivering asshole. Your back arches as your head rises trying to grab enough air to take away the sudden pain that you now feel. Slowly he begins to finger fuck your ass as he begins to lick even more feverishly on your clit. Within seconds you relax your entire body and begin to move your ass in unison with his finger. Harder he presses into you as his free hands reaches up and squeezes you swaying breast. His fingers encompass your tit as your free nipple rubs gently across your sheets as you sway. As you again begin to focus on your lover, you gasp again as he inserts another finger so that now both his first and second finger are now deep inside your forbidden cavern. You are totally relaxed now and are oblivious to everything else going on around you. Gently you begin to whisper... "fuck me" "fuck me" "fuck me" with every stroke, you whisper... "fuck me please fuck me... " With that you are again turned over onto your back with one swift move. You pull your ankles up as close to your ass as you can and begin to work in unison with your constraints. You use them to pull your heels against your ass as tight as you can... but again, he seems to have disappeared... Then you hear the drawer next to your head open and your mind begins to race. What is he doing? What is in there that he could... OH! "I think you are going to like this birthday girl. " You were right. You feel the head of your own personal toy begin to be rubbed against the lips of your pussy. An old friend has come to play. But just as he begins to enter you with your toy, he takes it away and you smell your own honey before it hit your lips. "I just want to see what I would look like if you were to swallow me. " With a grin you open your mouth, extend your tongue and lengthen your neck as to take your entire toy with one easy gulp. With great pride, you hold back your gag reflexes and work the dildo down your throat with your muscles. You moan with pride as he pulls the toy out of your mouth and you hear his moan as well. Your smile leaves your face quickly as with one swift move, he inserts the massive tool into your waiting pussy. "Oh my God!" And with that he begins to chuckle. Ramming you with your toy. Filling your pussy with every inch of your own tool of pleasure. You buck your hips wildly and continue to beg him to fuck you. WHAP! Across your ass. But now it is beginning to feel good. It sends a ripple of sensation through the walls of your now fully filled pussy walls. You say it again... " "FUCK ME!" WHAP! WHAP! Now enjoying the game you let him know that it is even more of a turn on to feel the sharp pains while he is filling you with your tool. "OHHHH, I do like this!" Silence... No movement... A quiet falls across the room... "No darling... that isn't your gift... " And with that, he gently removes your mask. The room still in total darkness, you begin to be able to make out the figure that has had you at his mercy. "Who is this man?" "This stranger?" "You only know me from your fantasies. " "And I am here to fulfill one of them on this your special day. " "Now I will pleasure you. " And with that he leans over the top of you and a bit more forcefully takes you nipple into his mouth. Sucking on it with some force, he raises his head and pulls your entire breast toward the sky. You wince with pain and moan with pleasure as your nipple snaps out of his now grinning mouth. Gently, he unbuckles your ankles, but then, he connects your wrists to the clasp connected at the head of your bead. Both hands, same clasp, still trapped. Both of you have figured out however that you would gladly submit yourself only now, the restraints ensure his dominance. "Soooo, you gonna fuck me mystery man?" With that he again inserts you toy into you as your eyes roll back and your hips arch to meet his move. You feel him motion your hips to raise even more and you oblige. With that, he places a pillow under your hips and you become elevated with barely your feet touching the mattress. You have never pleasured yourself this way so you begin to relax again and prepare for the ride... His hands cup the underside of your knees as he raises them up so that your heels rest on his shoulders. He then returns to fucking you with your latex cock, in and out, in and out. Then, with no warning, your asshole is spread as wide as your pussy. "OH MY GODDDD!" "Happy Birthday!" Now in unison, both your pussy and your ass spread, one by a fake cock and the other by a real one. You have often dreamed of being fucked in the ass and as you thought it does hurt. But it is not a bad hurt, it is a burning sensation. The feeling is unbelievable as all of your untouched nerves are being rubbed and throttled by the massive head of his cock. He continues to spread your ass cheeks and lets himself ram you as hard as he can. As he continues to fill both of your holes, his hands leave your tight ass cheeks and come to rest on your hips. Your hands clasp to hold onto something as his hands pull you now into his every thrust. The feeling of both your pussy and asshole being filled at once is almost unbearable. You begin to meet his every thrust. Just as you begin to fuck in unison, his hand leaves your hip and finds its way to your throbbing nipple. He gently pulls upward as he continues to fuck... "FUCK ME... FUCK ME... MAKE ME CUM!!" And with that, his hand leaves your nipple and his thumb begins to work your clit. Every part of your body is alive. Every sensation is heightened beyond belief. He continues to fuck your asshole with his monstrous cock, while he fills your pussy with your toy. His thumb rubbing your swollen clit, you begin to feel that familiar quiver in your thighs, that twinge in your pussy... you are only seconds away from the strongest orgasm of your life when you scream, "FUCK ME NOW AS HARD AS YOU CAN!!" With that he unleashes your hands and immediately they both clasp around the end of the vibrator, where you turn it on to full and continue to fuck yourself. Now with two free hands he pulls both of your nipples skyward as you arch your back and dig the back of your head into the pillow. Your legs wrapping around his waist, you pull him as deep into your ass as is humanly possible. And with one final thrust, you cum like never before. Your pussy and ass squeeze and tremble as you flail your arms back and continue to move your hips. As you come down from your sexual high you realize that your stranger is no longer fucking you in the ass... he isn't squeezing your nipples... or rubbing your clit. Quickly you raise up and look towards the door as you see it shut. You race to cover yourself with the bed sheet and when you yank open the door... You see darkness, no person, no images other than the old familiar things that are always there... darkness, just as the night began. Sadly, you walk to the bath, still trembling, weak at the knees and you sit on the edge of the tub. The water is turned on, the bubble bath poured, and the soaking begins. In the morning, you go to your computer as you always do and there as it always does, says that you have mail. As you open it you find a note from one of your internet pals that says, "Happy Birthday!" As you open it you begin to read a simple note that says... "I am glad I got to give you a gift that you will never forget." "Hope you understand that I wanted to keep the mask..." A Birthday Wish for Two This veers a bit towards Romantic, so I struggled where to put it. Ultimately, there is some mild dirty talk so I went Erotic Coupling. Just know though this is a bit more sweet and lighter than my typical fare. --The Author * He sits, shirtless, almost vibrating with anticipation on the chair in his room. He fiddles with his handcuffs a bit, letting a slight smile cross his lips. I am more than a little surprised he agreed to this, but then there have been more than a few moments I thought none of this could ever happen. I stroll into the room, vamping it up for his visual appreciation. I feel his eyes on me, scanning me from head to toe, from my peekaboo toe heels up my bare legs over the skin tight emerald lace boy shorts and thin strapped tanktop ensemble I bought specifically for this moment. His eyes lock on mine and for the first time neither of us make an effort to hide our desire. His naked lust for me sends a pleasureable chill through my every cell. I sit on his lap with an accidental noise I can only label a purr. My arm just touches his bare chest and I can barely suppress a shudder of undiluted arousal. "Happy Birthday," I whisper and smile, producing a piece of cake from behind my back. He looks at me quizzically while I try to keep my features as unreadable as possible. I begin to feed him forkfuls of the cake until one piece falls off before it reaches his mouth, tumbling down his chest to the floor, leaving a dollop of frosting on his left nipple. Casting the plate aside, I slide off his lap onto my knees. I let my tongue trail across his abs removing small crumbs and bits of frosting until I reach his nipple. I take it quickly into my mouth, spinning my tongue around it, removing the frosting. He gasps and pulls against his chains. In a hesitant murmur, he implores me, "Harder." I honor the request, sucking with more vigor and, feeling him respond to that, begin to bite with increasing pressure. I lay my hand in his lap and feel his want rise. I delight the sensation of him growing thicker and rigid just from my tongue, mouth, and teeth on his nipple. I release his nipple finally and rise as he whimpers a mix of appreciation and disappointment. I bend in front of him, sure to give him a free view down my shirt at my firm breasts, and release his cuffs. Before he can take advantage of his new freedom I shove him onto the bed and straddle him, playfully, gently, grinding down against him. "What do you want?" I breathe in his ear, taking in his scent. He simply replies, "You." "Yes, but what do you want to do with me?" I can feel him blush, hot and embarrassed, below me. He giggles as he tries to summon the words. I can almost feel the tension between his wish to verbalize what he wants and the psychological scars she left him with. I let him off the hook, confiding, "Well, I know what I want you to do...I want you to fuck me." We both laugh, recalling the uncomfortable moment he heard those words said to his roommate by some random girl when they thought he was asleep his freshman year of college. I hope he gets the message...he can tell me what he wants, exactly what he wants, and sex can be fun, dirty...whatever. Not just the serious, staid endeavor he was forced to grow used to. "Well then," he replies, voice big with happiness, "Even if it is my birthday, I suppose I can honor that request." I kiss him deeply then, confirming my appreciation and desire. As I feel his hand begin to slide up the back of my shirt, I teasingly spring off him. "But first," I proclaim, "We need to clean up." I leave the room, stripping off my clothes and leaving him a trail to follow me to the shower. Being naked before him for the first time feels delicious. The wait to get here was so painful but being here, now, it feels completely worth it. Moments after I slide under the warm spray, he pushes through the steam to join me. Wordlessly, we come together, naked body against naked body, the heat of us mingling with the heat of the water. I cannot feel enough of him against me, cannot touch enough of him with my hands. Our mouths gasp and seek out any bit of flesh to taste: lips, cheeks, ears, necks, shoulders before returning to kiss one another with abandon. For the first time ever, I allow myself to touch the part of him I had long fantasized about the size, look, and feel of for so long. He did not disappoint. He groaned out his thanks, "Oh god, Jen, your hand feels amazing." "It's about to get better," I assure him and lower myself to my knees before him. I catch myself wondering if she ever did this for him, if she might be good or, even scarier, better than me. Catching his anticipatory gaze, however, drives all such thoughts out of my mind. She is long gone now, just like my anchor, and they no longer matter a whit. We want only each other and we are finally realizing that long held barely dared to be spoken dream. I take him in my mouth with a happy hum and his rapidly increased breathing confirms my decision to leave the past in the past. His clean masculinity fills my senses and I let myself get lost in it. His cock, (mmm, how delicious a word), becomes like my plaything. I drag my nails up and down it lightly, I twirl my tongue over it from root to head, I take it as deep as I can in my mouth, against my throat, enjoying the sensation of my mouth almost being too full. He tenderly guides me towards heightening his pleasure with light touches through my red hair, cut Mia Farrow style, and on my face and whispered and moaned requests thick with deep gratitude and need. As he nears ever closer to climax, I can hear his breathe hitch and become scattered. His voice rises in pitch and volume and he begins to warn me of what I am doing to him. I do not shy away. I want this. I need it, I realize. We both do. A blowjob appreciated without quibble by both parties. "It's okay," I promise him, "Cum for me." The look of almost-joy on his face nearly breaks my heart. His happiness becomes my own. His body tightens and coils and I can see him resisting his bodily impulses. "Go ahead, Tom," I push him, "You can be rough." He moans at my words, his body language betraying his increased lust. He places his hands more firmly on me and urges me to go faster and harder. I delight in him overcoming his guilt and fear at demanding what he wants. "Oh god! Oh god!" he pants above me and thrusts forward quick and intense. His passion bursts out of him and down my throat, surprisingly sweet. I pull him out to regain my breath and stroke him continuously, guiding streams of translucent white onto my face and breasts where the jetstreams of water quickly wash it away down the drain. He reaches for the wall to steady himself, signaling to me he is spent. When I returned to my feet, he immediately reaches for me and pulls me tight against him. He whispers an out of breath thank you and I am relieved to realize that he too is escaping our collective past. The kiss that follows is full of appreciation and lust in equal measures and given without hesitation. I gasp and melt into his arms. Time just dissipates around us and we give ourselves over to the eternal joy of making out. The water going ice cold proves to be the only thing to disrupt us. He exits it first and immediately wraps me in a towel as I enter the bathroom. It is warm and heavy and soft. Meticulously he sets about drying me head to foot. He massages my hair and head, leaving me cooing. Then, the rest of my body, spending perhaps a bit too long on my breasts and ass but moving on with a sly grin before I can call him on it. Eventually he parts my legs and drops the towel, sliding his fingers up until he finds one part of me that the towel cannot, should not, dry. I sigh and then moan. Heat radiates through me and I go lightheaded. With a giggle I let myself fall on him, a tangle of limbs. He twists and turns gently laying me on the large bathroom rug. I prop myself on my elbows and watch as he kisses his way up my body, starting at my feet. He nibbles the underside of my knees, a surprisingly pleasurable experience. Unconsciously, I begin to stroke my own breasts and pinch my nipples. I catch him watching me and immediately shrink away. He shakes his head, and moves my hands back to my breasts. "It's beautiful," he reassures me, give me a gentle but insistent kiss, his tongue seeking and massaging my own. He returns to between my legs and I more brazenly grope myself, enjoying his hungry gaze. "Tease," he whispers. "Are you complaining?" I shoot back. "Absolutely not." He holds my eyes and drags his tongue across my sex and swiveling around my clit. I hiss and gasp at the sensation. I swear I can see stars fuzzing my vision. "Good?" he asks and I can only moan and nod, my mouth slightly agape, tongue peeking out. He smiles and begins again. I lasciviously moan as he enthusiastically and thoughtfully goes down on me. His tongue dips deeply into my pussy (yessss...another tasty word) tasting my desire. Soon, his fingers join his tongue, curling into my g-spot as he sucks my clit. I thrash about, orgasm following orgasm in a cacophony of cresting passion. "Oooh, Tom! Oh god, Tom! Yessss! So goooooood!" I babble continuously, ravaging my nipples and running my hand through my hair. As I cum more and more intensely, both hands grab ahold of his head and force him harder against me. He moaned his approval and redoubles his efforts before pulling back and only gently teasing me, giving me a short break to catch my breath. As I come back down, I hear a rhythmic thumping. With much effort, I lift my head and focus my cloudy vision on him, seeing his arm moving up and down. "Are you...are you touching yourself?" I pant. He locks with me and nods, refusing to take a break from bringing me pleasure. I can only gasp in response and grit my teeth. After a year of a man who pleasured me with a distinct lack of pleasure and was so riddled with insecurity that he could barely get naked for sex, nevermind let me know how sexy he sees me by touching himself before me, my arousal cannot help but be ratcheted upward by his brazenness. It's so different than with...him...the other guy...my past. He's so comfortable in this moment which in turn leaves me feeling more comfortable than I ever have before. I cum hard again, back bridging involuntarily, my sex mashing against his face while he hums his empathetic joy. The tension releases from me in a rush and I flop loose on the floor, gently moving him away from me with one leg while begging, "Enough...please...so...so sensitive." He crawls upward, dragging his naked body over mine. I grab his face and kiss him impatiently. The taste of me all over his lips and tongue, in his mouth, is oddly exhilarating. "Good?" he asks again, blue eyes twinkling. "Mmmm hmm," I respond, biting my lip and averting my eyes. I look down my body and see the deep blush cast across my pale skin. As I cool, I feel the perspiration sheen over my body. He spoons into me, nibbling my shoulder, and tasting the salt of my sweat. I kiss him again and snake my hand down his body, seeking out his unyielding member. I enjoy his quick intake of breath as I make contact and began to stroke him gently. "Feel good?" I whisper in his ear, tongue alighting around the exterior. He whimpers, "Yesssss." "You made me so wet," I confess. "You always make me so hard," he one ups me, "Just seeing you fully clothed across the room." "Are you ready?" "So, so ready." "For what?" "I...I'm sorry?" he hesitates. "Tell me what you want." "I want to..." he pauses, still struggling with all that past shame before breaking through, "I want to fuck you, Jen." "Goooooooooood," I moan, "I want that too." I kiss him then and hop to my feet with a giggle, "But first you have to catch me!" I'm off like a shot, laughing and sprinting down the hall, delighting in being naked with this man, thrilling to him watching my long lean body disappearing into his room, knowing his eyes are devouring me. I leap onto his bed backwards and let him see me trail my fingers between my legs and slip between my pink lips. From the doorway, I see him standing, cock bouncing lewdly in front of him with the beat of his heart. I beckon him forward with one shiny finger and he crosses the room in two long confident strides. He dangles his body over mine and stares into my eyes. I grab him with one slick hand and guide him inside me. Our moans mingle together as slowly pushes deep within me. He bottoms out and holds himself in that position. "Go ahead," he commands gently. In response I begin to rotate my hips, grinding my clit against him, sparks of desire bouncing up and down my nerve endings. I beg him to move against me but still he holds and bids me to use him. I grind harder and more frantically until I climax loud and messily. "Please," I implore him, "Please, Tom, fuck me." This time he does not deny me, pulling back and thrusting forward. I wrap my legs languidly around his back and he groans appreciatively. "I love feeling you all around me," he whispers to me. I reply, "I love you," before I have a chance to stop myself. Without hesitation, he says the same and I know that our dance of denial, of staying faithful, of clinging to dying relationships despite every reason to jump has proven worth it. I only regret it took us both so long. His body presses into me, our hips begin to drive and retract in time with each other. Our lips by each other's ears, whispering our dirty lusts, our fantasies, to each other. For minutes we do nothing but yield to the feeling of our bodies coming together, enjoying the taste of each other, watching us fuck one another. Our hands explore each other, groping with blind abandon, trying to make up for lost time as if there would never be another chance. "Will you cum inside me?" I tentatively ask, blushing a deep, dark crimson. "Is...is that what you want?" he hedges. "Yes...please! Never let...anyone before, but...pleasssssssssse," I beg. He says nothing in response, but alters his stroke to go deeper inside me. "Harder!" I demand of him, "Faster!" "Oh god," he groans, "Feel so good, Jen." "Cum for me, Tom! Cum!" "So close..." "Oh god," I think aloud, very loud, "I'm fucking you. I'm finally fucking you!" His fingers find my clit, firmly tracing a circle over it. I grit my teeth and attempt to hold on. "Cum," he urges, his voice telling me not to resist. "Yesssssssssss!" I scream, my climax obliterating everything but the sensation of his body against my own. Moments later, he mutters, "Cumming." I can feel every muscle under his skin tighten as if electricity is rippling through his body. Then, I could feel it, a wet, pulsing explosion propelling me to a smaller climax. He collapses on me and rolls off. I catch a few drops of our comingled fluids and lick it off my fingers, making a note to taste it again and soon. He wraps his arm around and pulls me towards him. I drape my leg over him and feel the satisfying slick feeling of our sweat merging. We lay together gasping for breath and gazing at one another. "Happy birthday," I whisper and kiss his neck. A silence fills the room as we just enjoy the culmination of overcoming years of avoiding our feelings and dedicating ourselves to bad relationships out of misplaced loyalties. Then, he nuzzles my hair and breathes, "You know, it's only 11:15." "Uh-huh..." I reply, my voice riddled with confusion. "Well, I'm just saying, it's still my birthday..." I push myself up on one elbow and stare at him. "Insatiable?" I ask, eyebrows arching. "For you," he confirms. "Good answer," I reply, straddling him. And so began the second time of our lives together that we made love.