0 comments/ 12163 views/ 0 favorites First Anniversary By: JennyGirly The thing I loved about writing this was that I could vividly picture every sentence. Just one thing ~ on our anniversary, I want to make it to dinner and have a whole lot more dessert than this. Happy Anniversary It was their one year anniversary. One year may not sound very long, but Maddy felt like she had known him forever. She pulled into her driveway with anxiety throbbing in her chest…two hours to dinner. There wasn’t nearly enough time for her to be ready by the time Tom came to pick her up. She ran upstairs and took a quick look in the mirror. Her long brown hair was in a messy bunch on top of her head. Dirt was smeared on her cheeks from digging around and taking pictures in the factory. Bootleg pants and a woolly sweater hung loosely around her small frame. She had to look good tonight and what she saw in front of her wasn’t going to suffice. She shed her clothes and walked to the bathroom. The tile was cold on her feet, sending a rush of chills all the way up her body. Her skin developed tiny goosebumps and her breasts perked to life in reaction to the cold. "Better warm up," she thought. Soon the faucet was on and the tub began to fill. "I have time to relax a little…" Maddy slid her body into the water. Heat enveloped her body and she took a deep breath in. Exhaling she submerged her head and shampooed and conditioned her hair. The dirt from the factory, however, was being a bit stubborn…soap and a scrubby was in order. She lathered the scrubby and started rubbing the soap all over her body. The combination of scratching and silky bubbles made her smile. Not paying attention to what she was doing, she jumped a bit when the scrubby ran over her groin and thighs. "There’s an idea…"she grinned to herself. Leaving the scrubby behind she started to gently rub between her legs. Softly her fingers teased her slit and her clit in a rhythmic and hypnotic motion. Her left hand flowed up her abdomen to her modest yet ample breasts. Maddy rubbed the tight nub of her nipple and gave it a quick tug that made her shiver. "Mmmmm." Then she noticed the trickle of water running from the faucet and got another idea. She propped her legs up against the wall and leaned back on her elbows with her wanting cunt positioned nicely under the flow of the water. The feeling was amazing. Closing her eyes tightly she began rolling and pumping her hips; fucking the water so the flow alternated between her twat and her clit. "Ughhh that feels so good." Soon she was teasing and twisting her nipples while fucking the water frantically. "Oh m- uhhhhhh, uhhhhhh!" Her orgasm ripped through her intensely. Nipples and face beat red, she melted back into the water. Upon recovery her eyes flittered open to find two blue eyes looking back at her. “Hi” It was Tom, leaning over the edge of the tub looking down on her – a big, guilty smile on his face. Maddy just laughed. “Hah! SHIT!” She totally forgot about dinner. “It’s okay babe, this looks like more fun than dinner anyways” Tom grinned. “Let’s get you dried off” Tom helped Maddy out of the tub and towel dried her off. “See, you look sexy when you’re all wet,” he said as he picked her up and carried her into her room. He laid her in her bed and met his lips to hers, gently sucking her top lip between his teeth. Candle light glowed in the room and two glasses of merlot sat on the night stand. Tom must have set them up while Maddy was enjoying herself in the bathroom. Their lips met again, this time more forceful – more passionate. Tongues touched and teased each other. Toms breathing became rugged and intense and that turned Maddy on immensely. She loved it when she could hear him getting into it, and if he was all hot and bothered with only kissing…she was wondering what she could do to him tonight. Sweating and groping, she grabbed his shirt collar and pushed him onto his back. Straddling him, she pulled his shirt over his head. She sat back and took the sight of her boyfriend in. Tom was about 6 feet tall with gorgeous, thick brown hair. His eyes were crystal blue and his defined jaw line was irresistible to her. Again she attacked his mouth, sucking and nipping at his lips and tongue. Slowly moving down his body she traced his jaw with kisses up to his ear. She ran her tongue around the rim of his ear and took his lobe into her mouth, sucking and nibbling at it until she heard him groan - clearance to move on. She returned her lips to his chest, kissing him and grinding against his obvious hard-on. When she rocked forward she hung her swollen tits over his mouth and he reached up to suck her stout nipples, biting and playing roughly with the puffy, pink nubs. Kissing down his body, she stopped at his nipples and continued down a trail to his stomach. “Ut-oh…pants are no good hun.” Maddy quickly discarded Toms pants (and socks) to reveal a throbbing 8 inch cock. She smiled to herself, thinking of the many, many things she could do with this tool. She kissed his hips, and then she kissed the insides of his thighs…watching his dick twitch with anticipation was nothing short of fun for Maddy. Looking him in the eye, she let her mouth hover over the tip of his cock, flicking it with her tongue teasingly. Then, to his surprise, she took the whole thing in her mouth, feeling it go deep into her throat. “Uhhhhhhhhh,” he groaned loudly. Now she worked quickly sucking on the tip of his dick while twisting her fingers around his shaft, rubbing the nub of her tongue piercing in all the right places. But she needed more, she wanted his cock. Quickly she got up, straddling him once more. This wasn’t going to take long, but Maddy was determined to drive him crazy. She propped herself up above his cock. Positioning herself, she rubbed her slit with the tip of his cock and jarred down hard on it. “Uuuughhhh!!” They both nearly screamed. “Ohhh yeahhh…” Maddy rocked back and forth on his cock, feeling him stretch and pull at her very wet cunt. Loosing herself she arched her back and pounded down hard on his dick. She was rocking back and forth and up and down hard, her hands roamed to her tits and into her hair. His strong hands were around her waste, keeping them both in rhythm. “Oh God!” she heard him say through the cloud of ecstasy that surrounded her. He was going to cum soon…and so was she for that matter, but she wanted to drag this out just a little longer. She got off of him. He gave her a very confused look until she flipped him over. “Fuck me, Tom.” This was music to his ears. Without trouble he threw her legs over his shoulders and buried his head into the pillow next to her. It always seemed like his dick wasn’t going to fit in her pussy, no matter how many times they did this…but it did perfectly. Teasing her as she did to him, he hovered at the entrance to her cunt, barely touching her. Then, as soon as she started to relax he rammed it into her. She let out a throaty scream of pleasure… “Ohhhhh yesssss!!! Fuck me!!!” That was all he needed. He started fucking her so hard that he almost ripped Maddy in half…much to her liking. She thrust her hips upwards to meet his cock every time. “I’m gonna cum!” Tom said with strained voice. “Cum all over me,” Maddy said in the same manor. Orgasms swept over the both of them. Maddy could feel Toms dick tighten and bulge as the walls of her pussy bore down on him. “Ohhhh baby,” she said as he pulled his dick out from her cunt and kneeled in front of her, sending streams of salty cum all over her tits and onto her face. She toweled the sticky cum off her body and cleaned him up too and they lay side by side. “You still want to go out to dinner, Babe?” Tom asked. She just smiled and gave him a warming kiss. “I love you,” Tom said to Maddy as he looked in her eyes and she knew he meant it. “I love you too,” she said looking back at him and meaning it just as much. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her softly as they both fell asleep. It was a very good first anniversary for Maddy and Tom. First Anniversary It was out first anniversary & I decided I wanted to do something extra special for my boyfriend. I wanted to surprise him with the details but thought I should give him specific instructions so my plan would all come together. That morning I told him that I had to be at work early for a meeting and his breakfast was waiting for him with a note. As I walked out the door I heard him scramble out of bed eager to see what I left. I walked around the house & watched him as he read the note. Dear Michael, Thank you for our first year together. It started with a kiss on my couch & since then we have fulfilled each other’s fantasies. Tonight I am going to fulfill a couple more of yours. Your only clues are in the bag in front of you. When I arrive home at 6pm you are to be ready & waiting. Happy Anniversary Baby. I could see the grin on his face widen as he read the note. As he tipped the contents of the bag out on to the table and examined them I could see his erection grow. The bag contained 2 items with notes attached to each one. The first was a blindfold which he was instructed to be wearing when I arrived home and the second item was a pair of handcuffs which he had to have in his pocket ready for me to use. As I was watching him I wanted to run back inside to get a taste of his cock but I knew there would be plenty of time for that later. I left him with his goodies & made my way to work. All day I could only think about the evening ahead & when a huge bunch of roses arrived on my desk with a note that just said "Cant wait for tonight" I knew that was the only thing on his mind too. I arrived home at 6 on the dot already dressed for the evening ahead. I found him sitting on the bed, blindfold on & a wicked smile on his lips. I walked over to him kissed him deeply and put his hands on my legs telling him to feel his way up. I was wearing thigh high (Cum Fuck Me) boots, a short leather skirt that barely covered my naked arse & freshly waxed pussy and a tight little top which pushed my breasts up & showed a hint of nipple. I could see his cock stiffening through the thin material of his pants & gave it a quick squeeze. He tried to lift his blindfold away so he could see how I looked but I slapped his hand & said, "Lets go". During the car ride Michael quizzed me on where I was taking him but I was tight lipped & every time his hand drifted to my thigh or pussy he would get harder smack than the one before. I was taking him to a restaurant that I found on the net that catered for every fantasy. I had to spend an hour there a week before and give them all the details of what I wanted to happen so they could have it set up for us when we arrived. We got to the restaurant & were shown to our private room by the hostess. Waiting in there was everything I requested. Two very good looking waitresses were standing to the side of the table. Both girls were very similar in height and body shape to myself. They had firm, perky breasts and shaved pussies, and they were wearing the same CFM boots. Next to the waitresses was also a very well equipped waiter who’s job it was to bring the meals in & out. I undressed Michael & sat him down; I then removed the handcuffs from his pocket & cuffed his hands behind his back. I sat on his lap & kissed him and then told him part of what I had planned. "You will be waited on hand & foot tonight Baby. You will do nothing for yourself, you will be fed you your meal and given your drinks." As I said this I could feel his erection grow & he moaned as I pushed against him. "There is one thing though - I cannot speak to you for the rest of the evening and your blindfold will remain on until after dessert". I stood up next to him & undressed - leaving only my boots on. I then leaned over & placed one breast in his mouth so he knew what I had done. After letting him tease my nipple with his tongue for a minute I moved away & sat down on the chair opposite him. My plan you see was for the waitresses to take turns in feeding Michael while I watched. I motioned for the first waitress to start; she was a pretty blonde with a very firm arse. She straddled herself over Michael kissed him. He realised straight away that it wasn’t me & started to pull away but the waitress grabbed his head & pulled him back. As she did this she pushed her pussy lips against his cock. Michael moaned & offered no more resistance. She poured him a glass of wine but instead of lifting the glass to his lips she sipped it herself and then transferred it to Michael’s mouth licking up the small amount that escaped & ran onto his chin. First course arrived which was a thick pumpkin soup. The blonde pushed Michael's lips apart & then holding the bowl with both hands she dipped her right breast into the hot soup and then placed it in his mouth. He eagerly lapped at her breast & licked it clean. As her nipples hardened I could tell that these girls really enjoyed their job. She repeated the process, alternating her breasts so they both got the same attention. When there was only a small amount of soup left, she sat herself up on the table & leaned back. She tipped the remainder of the soup over her breasts & let it run down to her pussy. The blonde grabbed Michael's head & pulled him to her forcing his face to her chest & then pushing him down her body so he could drink the last of the soup from her cunt. He circled her clit with his tongue & she bit back a moan of pleasure. My instructions to these girls were that he was to be able to taste each of their pussies & make them orgasm as long as they didn’t utter a sound. Michael was an expert at teasing your pussy until you almost couldn’t bear it & then making you cum long & hard. I could see that the blonde was having trouble staying silent so I decided to have some fun with this & climbed onto the table and pushed my breast into her mouth for her to bite down on. This helped push her over the edge & as she came she bit down so hard she nearly drew blood. Once Michael finished licking the juices from her pussy she pushed him back into his chair gave him one final kiss & returned to her spot next to the table. The second waitress was a red head, not quite as pretty as the blonde but attractive none the less. She sat on Michael's lap & played with his nipples with her teeth while she waited for the main course to arrive. The waiter came in & the red head got off Michael's lap & lay down on the table. The waiter then spread the meal over her body. She had slices of cucumber covering each of her large nipples, mashed potato & gravy in a trail down to her cunt with a cherry tomato in her belly button & the piece to resistance, a sausage pushed nearly all the way into her pussy. As she was unable to move I helped out by giving him another sip of wine from my mouth & then I stood him up & led him to the girl. As I pushed his face down onto her breasts I dipped my finger in the wine & inserted it into his arsehole & then gave his throbbing cock a bit of a pump. I could tell it wouldn’t take much for him to cum so I stepped away & let him enjoy his meal. He worked his way down the red head's body savoring every bite & giving her lots of little nibbles along the way. When he reached the sausage he gently used his teeth to slide it in and out a few times & then he concentrated on her clit bringing her to orgasm quickly so he could eat the cum covered sausage. The girl got up from the table & as she sat Michael down again she wiped some of the pre-cum from his cock & sucked it from her finger. Finally it was time for dessert & my turn to have some fun. I lay myself down on the table & let the waiter dress me in dessert. I was covered in strawberries & whipped cream - Michael's favorite. The waitresses helped Michael onto the table & positioned him between my thighs then undid his handcuffs. I grabbed one hand & led him down to my face. He kissed me & then worked his way down my body. He licked & sucked every bit of cream from my body & removed the hidden strawberries from my dripping pussy. As he teased my clit with his tongue he finger fucked my pussy & put his thumb in my arse. I screamed out "Oh Fuck" as he made me cum breaking our silence. He sucked the cum from me & moved up to whisper in my ear "Thank you for a fucking fantastic dinner Babe, can I fuck you now?" I removed his blindfold & nodded. Before he slid his cock into me he looked up at the two waitresses & smiled. "There's one other thing I want" he said "I want to watch them eat each other as I fuck your cunt". The girls hopped up onto the end of the table so they were just in front of us & started to enjoy each other. With that Michael thrust his cock into me & fucked me hard, not taking his eyes off the girls. It didn’t take much for me to cum again and as I did this pushed Michael over the edge & I felt him explode inside me. On the way home I told Michael he could plan next year. He smiled & said I think we should celebrate every month from now on. First Anniversary i like to think of myself as urbane, and i like to think of San Francisco as the ultimate urbane city. it really is just the way it looks in movies. Slick. Clean. Great architecture. Lots of live music if you know where to look. But i also like to daydream too much. i was at my favorite Japanese steakhouse, thinking about how good the city looked at night. Fortunately my Mistress didn't notice. She just sat there on the right side of the secluded booth...nibbling at nigiri sushi. The last time W/we were here was a year ago, after W/we first met. And just like the first time, O/our booth was very out of the way. A little darker and cozier than the rest, the low cushions lining the side and back walls just a bit more plush. i sat in the center, my attention less focused on my own food than how She enjoyed Hers...the chopsticks sliding over Her lips, the demure way She dabbed them dry. i never understood why She was so dainty about food or anything else, as Caitlin is nearly eight inches taller than me and quite the soft Femme. Well, tall or not, She's cute when She's eating. my food was lukewarm (as opposed to being properly chilly), and i had lost interest in it some time before. i just watched Her eating, savoring the rice and sake. And Her lips...they've always been very full, and red, even without makeup. instead of letting Her use the napkin, i leaned in for a kiss, licking the sweet liquor from Her lips. She paused, setting down Her cup; accepting my lips, and then my tongue, and then returning my interest with Her own. Her right hand caressed my face, but Her left...there were fingers. Soft ones. And they were up my skirt. Caitlin keeps Her fingernails manicured and painted silver, but short. For me. i couldn't even feel Her nails inside me, only firm, insistent flesh. And Her thumb pressing my clitoris. my panties She had pulled aside, and now She got to the point. She pulled my panties down to just above the hem of my skirt...Her right hand still on my face, She stopped kissing me. She looked me straight in the eyes, as a predator might taunt its next meal, and was no longer simply touching. Her fingers began sliding in and out as She unashamedly, unabashedly began to masturbate me. i stared into Her eyes in disbelief. W/we were in public. And She was so matter-of-fact...She didn't care where W/we were. Part of me wondered who would walk past the booth, but there had been no traffic in 15 minutes. i let go, kicking my heels off and sinking my head onto Her shoulder. For a few moments She kissed my face...and surprised me again. She took Her right hand from my face and went back to eating Her food and drinking Her wine. Her left hand didn't miss a beat. Consistently, laboriously, She began to press against my G-spot. She kept Her thumb on my clitoris, stroking it up and down, massaging my clit with my own sheath. i turned my head, still on Her shoulder, to face Her. To look at Her expression, you'd think She was just enjoying a regular meal. Her face was...not just blank. Smug. Sinister. This diabolical bitch was going to make me spill all over Her hand without breaking a sweat. God, yes. i wasn't ashamed. Not at being masturbated in public, not for lubricating all over these fine cushions. if i was a slut, i was Her slut. i held onto Her shoulder with my right hand, my left around Her waist. i buried my face in Her shoulder, finally free and able to simply enjoy Her ministrations to my sex. Her smooth, round fingertips sensed me tightening, and pressed upward, the pressure on my G-spot so insistent i thought i might be lifted off my seat. For Her part, She remained deadpan, almost clinical. Simultaneously, She intensified Her stimulation of my clitoris, and took another sip of wine. i was sobbing, ready to scream, and this was just child's play to Her. She looked in my eyes (which had widened to the size of saucers), smiled, and went back to Her sushi just as my body started heating up. my pussy was on fire, i was afraid that when i came i would crush Her hand. i quickly forgot that concern. Her hand's every motion startled me with both its gentleness and its strength. Her hand, only a few fingers of it really, had tamed my sex, mastered it. While the other nonchalantly stuffed Her face. The heat in my pelvis began to toast the rest of my body, and seemingly the whole room...i managed to relax my muscles, knowing that release was imminent... And it was. my toes curled and my hand spasmed around Her arm as the first shuddering waves of tight hot sweetness came. She inserted more of Her fingers' length, more warm flesh for my pussy to hold onto as it lost control. i was soaking wet, spilling more than enough juice onto Her fingers to let Her slide against my G-spot. She combined this with alternately rubbing the shaft of my clitoris and the exposed tip. i squeezed Her forearm between my thighs, gasping, trying not to make a sound as my body betrayed me... As the orgasm finally began to subside, She finally turned from the meal. She looked at me with the amused expression of a cat owner seeing Her pussy chase its tail. "You see what I can do to you? imagine if I'd had both hands free. Now I think you've been finished with your meal for some time, and I've finished Mine. So...I think you should put yourself back together, wipe your juice from your thighs, and I'll take you home so you can see what happens when I'm really imaginative." i hadn't been to Her place in some time, probably a few weeks. She had been telling me off and on about some remodeling She'd done to Her apartment. Nothing major, just new furniture and things. Not that Her apartment really needed improvements. The Lake Point Towers in downtown San Francisco were already pristine. For eight grand a month, Hers certainly had better be. But i was still interested in the changes. These thoughts were not absent from my mind as i collected myself. i had no idea silk napkins were so absorbent. Or at least they felt like silk as they cleaned my inner thighs off. She had stepped out of the booth to pay our bill at the maitre'd's desk, while i cleaned my vulva and pulled up my panties. Finally She parted the curtains and stuck Her head back in. "Ready to go?" i replied in the affirmative, slowly finding the composure to stand and smooth my skirt. As i stepped out of the booth, i felt as if my forehead had "slut" written across it. i held onto Caitlin and She held onto me as i half-stumbled to the car. i guess it doesn't take alcohol to get me drunk. Fortunately there were no excessively odd stares from the patrons, although God knows what the waiter found when he got back to O/our booth. Finally W/ we got to Her sedan, and She set me in the passenger seat. i watched Her as She walked around the front to the driver's side. She moved like a predator, like a tigress protecting Her cubs, even in something so mundane as taking me home for more desperate fucking. All of the fifteen minutes it took to drive to Her place, i was squirming in my seat. Half from the residual heat in my pelvis, and half from what i suspected would be done to me when W/we arrived at Her place. Which after what seemed like ages, W/we did. i stood close to Her in the elevator, nuzzling Her arm like i'd never been out in the world before. i hadn't. Not with my pussy threatening to drip onto my shoes, at least. W/we got to Her floor, and She led me to Her apartment. At first, i couldn't point to any specific changes. The living room looked the same. Maybe the kitchen? No, that was the same, olive oil bottles and everything. i asked about the remodeling, and She innocently replied..."Oh, all of the remodeling was in the bedroom, sweetie." i've got rather pale skin, but i'm sure i turned even whiter when She said this. i didn't even ask, i just let Her lead me into the bedroom...and was presented with a sight that made my heart leap into my throat. This was no longer a bedroom. This was, however soft and plush, nothing less than a sex dungeon. The king size bed was still present, still centered to take full advantage of the breathtaking view of downtown San Francisco But the sheets were now black satin, and the pillows dark red chenille, apparently inspired by my suggestions a few weeks earlier. To the head and foot boards were tied two sets of fur-lined leather cuffs...for wrists and ankles. On the wall next to the bed hung various and sundry toys. And set in the middle of the bed was some sort of...seat. it was elevated slightly, and affixed to the sides of the bed by thick metal rods. Caitlin tossed me over one shoulder and carried me to the bed, setting me down. She removed Her clothes for me, letting me drink in the sight of Her as my thighs involuntarily held my forearms to my glowing vulva. Her breasts, larger than mine. Her hips, wider. Her pubic hair thick and luxurious, trimmed only near the center to allow easy access. Once She was nude She stood me up and began to undress me. my shirt, my slightly damp bra. Her height placed Her breasts almost at eye level for me. She knew i loved Her breasts, and moved closer, just close enough that they were almost touching my face. She slid down as She slid my panties down with Her. She lifted each foot out of them, tossed them aside, and as She stood back up, She licked me. Her tongue started at my clitoris, slowly trailing upward. my tummy, my breastbone, until She arrived at my lips. She paused there, kissing me with the taste of my own need on Her lips. She took my bottom in Her hands, and lifted me onto the bed. We began to make out, Her hands gently caressing my breasts as She kneeled on the floor in front of me, my own small hands on Her shoulders. After drinking in each other's lips for several minutes, She took me in Her arms, moving me farther up onto the bed. Finally i arrived with my bottom on the strange cushion fixed in the center of the bed. it was molded to support my bottom and lower back. And there were restraints i hadn't noticed before. They were wide strips of soft fabric, designed to fold over my legs as i sat in the cushion. A third such strap was under my waist. it was wider, and slightly tapered like a corset. She looked me in the eyes. "What's O/our safe word?" "California." "Okay." First She affixed my waist with the corset. This centered my bottom on the cushion. it was snug, but soft, and supported my back comfortably. The straps at my thighs, when She secured them, held my thighs open at about a 45 degree angle. Just enough to fully expose my genitals. my pelvis was completely immobile, elevated, and i couldn't close my thighs. Fortunately She had placed a huge towel under the seat, knowing how leaky my body would get. Of course, i could reach down and fumble the straps and corset open if necessary. She fixed this rather quickly, as i felt the fur-lined cuffs being secured around my wrists and ankles. Only when i was comfortably restrained spread-eagle on the bed did i notice the mirror on the ceiling. i watched myself strain against the bonds to no avail. i couldn't move my thighs a single degree closer together to cover my private parts, and i couldn't move my pelvis an inch. Mercifully, She didn't start with my exposed genitals. She left me lying there, the warm air brushing my skin, and went to get something. Restrained as i was, i couldn't turn very far to see Her. She came back to the satin bed with a set of two small plastic cups connected to flexible tubes. She generously licked my left nipple and areola, coating them in Her mouth's wetness, and set the cup upside down on my small breast. Looking into my eyes as She moved to the other breast, She repeated the process with my right nipple. The tubes leading from them She then connected to something under the nightstand i couldn't see. i heard a low humming sound, and the soft rubber edges of the cups pressed into my breasts as the cups began sucking my nipples. The device under the nightstand must have been a breast pump. W/we had been experimenting with making me lactate, by various hormones and massage techniques. Some months before it had started to pay off, as i began to lactate whenever i was sufficiently aroused. i could feel my milk leaking through my erect nipples as the pump did its work. Caitlin helped the process by gently rubbing warm cherry-scented oil into my breasts around the edges of the nipple cups. As She did this She gently kissed my lips. "Are you okay?" i nodded, trying to arch my back as my breasts began to throb with pleasure... The pleasure from my breasts radiated to my genitals, but i could not rub my thighs together to stimulate myself. i tried to look down, and Caitlin realized i needed something done to my pussy. She moved Her right hand from my breast down to my swollen vulva, not focusing on any one part, but cupping my sex. She firmly pressed the palm of Her hand into my genitals, giving me a surface to press back against as i closed my eyes and let go. Keeping Her hand there, She stretched to turn off the breast pump. She removed first one nipple cup, then the other, tossing the plastic cups off to the side of the bed. i continued leaking milk, the thin smooth white nectar streaming down the sides of my breasts, as much as was possible on my back. As She drank from my breasts, She began gently to massage my labia. For a moment, She brought Her hand back up, soaking it in my milk before returning it to my pussy. Her masturbation of me continued...slow, gentle, pleasurable but mild. She wasn't going to make me orgasm too soon. i moaned in gratitude as She relaxed my body and mind, licking the milk from my chest and whispering Her love. Once i was lubricating freely, unable to contain my moaning, She moved from the bed...i heard Her getting something, but i didn't see what. When She came back, in Her hand was a thick silver vibrator. She turned it on by twisting the bottom end, but i could not quite make out any sound coming from it. But when She brought the smooth, warmed, tapered end to my leaking nipple, i knew it was working. Slowly She dragged the milk-dipped vibrator down my body. its vibrations pleasured first my small breast...then my tummy...finally She began teasing my clitoris. my body was screaming for more, but i couldn't move at all. i needed desperately to press my clitoris against the vibrator, or at least to feel it inside me. But my clitoris' only steady comfort was the warm air, punctuated by intermittent kisses from the vibrator. i began sobbing, and finally She relented and gave me what i needed. i was slowly, gently filled by the vibrator, and She slid back up to kiss my lips before moving back down. Once there She began to massage my labia with Her fingers as She sucked my clitoris. my genitals felt raw, hypersensitive. Every touch was extremely intense, but She knew how to stimulate me just enough to avoid causing me pain. As She sensed i was close to orgasm, She took Her tongue from my clitoris and left me with only the vibrator and Her fingers on my labia. She changed techniques on my labia, using them to stretch the skin leading to my hood. my clitoris couldn't feel anything directly, only the pressure and stretching near it. i would not be able to orgasm without Her tending to my clit. my body was ready, my vagina lubricating openly, but She would not take care of my clitoris. She angled the vibrator upwards, pressing against my G-spot...and i could just feel the vibrations in my clit. This would not let me come, but i was getting closer. Just as my insides began to heat up, She began sliding the vibrator in and out. A plateau was coming, but not an orgasm...i began to actively grip the vibrator. i began crying out amid the intensifying pleasure...and She delivered the coup de grace. She gently pulled back my hood, squeezed the shaft of my clitoris...and slowly dragged the length of Her wet soft warm tongue directly across the exposed tip. my pelvis exploded. my pussy went from simply being warm and twitchy to convulsing uncontrollably. i began screaming, and She quickly undid the ankle cuffs and straps on my thighs so that i could press them together. As my legs wrapped around my spasming genitals, She undid the wrist cuffs...and finally i was able to hold my pussy and ride out the convulsions. She opened the corset, letting me sit up, and sat behind me...She took my hands away from my private parts, replacing them with Her own and expertly stroking me to prolong the orgasm. Her fingers, longer and more skilled than my own, made my softest flesh throb in ways i never could on my own, pulsing and quivering, the pleasure intensifying in ways i couldn't fathom despite having experienced Her love before. it was almost frightening, beyond my understanding, but a perfect vindication of the trust i placed in Caitlin every time i exposed myself for Her and confessed my need. She owned me. i needed Her to own me, needed to be Her plaything, Her pet. Her domination of me meant bliss, meant safety, meant satisfaction. Finally i collapsed in Her arms, smiling, coughing, my body spent, unable to lactate or lubricate any more. She leaned over to disconnect the cushion, and swung it off the bed. it was followed by the milk and lube soaked towel. She had another towel ready, and used it to wipe the sweat from my forehead and the juice from my pussy. As i snuggled up to Her, pressing my back against Her breasts, She pulled the heavy comforter from its folded position at the foot of the bed and wrapped us in it. And W/we lay there, Her hand cupping my swollen vulva with the soft towel, until i fell asleep in Her arms. Her arms. First Anniversary Kali smiled down at her finished project. It was a shame that such beautiful garments did not meet the requirements of her particular sexual appetite, but she loved the work it took to remodel them. On her sewing table lie a deep blue corset and skirt ensemble. The blue material of the corset had some silver strands sewn in and when held up to the light gave off a shimmering appearance, such as deep water tends to as bits of light reflect off the surface. The skirt was of a chiffon-type material, it looked as if it were nothing more than a few long scarves that would drape to her ankles. The back of the corset laced up in the old-fashioned style, but this is where Kali had hidden her work. Where it seemed that the only way to remove the dress was to go through the tedious motions of untying the corset, she had created a way of literally tearing it off without ruining any of the dress. Kali looked at the time and realized she only had a few minutes to get ready before her husband arrived home from work. Almost giggling, she ran with her new creation to the bedroom. Tonight she hoped to play a little bit of a different type of game. Evan walked into the front door and was disappointed that his wife was not there to greet him. Ever since lunch, he had found himself wanting to be at home badly. Tonight was their first wedding anniversary and all day he had been unable to think about anything but her. He couldn't get her sight, smell or taste out of his mind. By noon he was desperate to have her, but there was too much work and too few people to do it all. He had hurried home as soon as the clock hit 5:00pm, and now she was nowhere to be seen. Evan began to grumble to himself when Kali walked out of the bedroom, her skirt trailing in, out, and around her legs. She was wearing a black button-down shirt with the first three buttons undone, and her dark blue skirt seemed to shimmer with more tones of blue than he ever imagined one single color could. All in all, she looked delicious. "Hey love, I've missed you today." Her voice was quiet, but she could hear the undertones of lust as she looked her husband up and down. My God, he is handsome, she thought to herself. She had to remember to keep herself calm and collected in order for her game to work, but truth be told she was already shaking inside. She could feel her nipples harden against the corset she wore under her shirt, and she knew that the heat from between her legs would soon consume her. "I bet you haven't missed me nearly as much as I've wanted you, " he grinned. He took two steps and wrapped his arms around her, taking in all that he could of her. She smelled like vanilla, and he knew that she tasted as sweet. He kissed her with all the passion that had built up throughout the day, and she opened her mouth willingly and hungrily against his. As he ran his fingers through her hair, he sighed happily. This was the life that a few years before he could never even dare to dream of. Kali's skin was soft, and her mouth and body warm to his touch. "Oh, you've wanted me today?" Kali giggled as she unwrapped herself from Evan's grip. "Well, you seem to be acting perfectly normal to me." Her lust was building, and she knew she would easily be willing to do whatever he asked of her right now, but she knew it would be all the sweeter if she could hold on just a little more. "I think you just had a boring day at work, that's all". She began to walk away from him knowing that he would follow her. She could feel his hard cock pressed up against her the moment he took her into his arms. At least I won't have to pretend very much longer, she thought. I don't know if I could take much more of this. Evan heard her words and saw her walk into the kitchen. He began to breathe a little harder, and he noticed his hands shaking. "Oh I seem normal to you? Well let me tell you this, one way or another in the next few minutes I believe I can convince you otherwise." He followed her into the kitchen and reached out and grabbed her around her waist. He spun her towards him and firmly grabbed her ass in one hand, her hair in another and kissed her again, harder this time than the first. Kali began to moan into his mouth, and the hand that gripped her ass strayed up to her breasts. He felt an unusual garment under her shirt and took his lips off of hers. "What have you been hiding from me," he asked playfully. Kali's breath was coming out in long sighs now, as he began to unbutton her shirt. She reached out and grasped his hardness underneath his pants and began to squeeze gently, almost making her hand pulse over him. Evan couldn't control himself much longer, and the tiny buttons on Kali's shirt were causing him much frustration. He gripped the top edges of her shirt and ripped it off of her revealing her pale breasts heaving from the top of her corset. Once the shirt was tossed away, he looked at her new outfit hungrily. "What do you think sweetheart?" Kali turned and modeled the dress for him, letting the fabric swirl around her legs and showing him the tightly tied corset top. She knew that one of his favorite colors was blue, and she hoped that this little costume of hers would ignite his inner fire fully. "You look breathtaking, " he whispered in her ear. "But it looks as though this new outfit of yours is going to go the way of that shirt if you don't find a way to take it off quickly." "Oh, you really do want me, don't you?" Kali giggled again. She was enjoying her game. She had never played hard to get with Evan. It seemed her love and lust kept her from ever resisting him. Tonight, though, was a different matter. She had never wanted him so badly, and she wanted to make sure that he ended up feeling the same. She leaned over to kiss him, but this time her lips just barely began to touch him when she pulled away again. "Why don't you show me?" "Alright, but I warned you. Don't get upset later when this dress becomes spare scraps for your sewing projects." Abruptly he grabbed her shoulders and turned her around so that her back was to him. He had her pinned against the refrigerator, and after hurriedly untying the bow at the top began to rip at the corset top. The force he applied was strong and he was shocked to find the top ripped in two easily. He looked at the folds in his hands and realized what she must have done earlier in the day. Underneath the ties the garment had been cut in two, and Velcro applied inside just for this occasion. He began to shake as he realized that she had planned this all along. He slid the skirt down her legs and she stood naked in front of him, her stomach still against the refrigerator, and her bare ass uncovered facing him. He turned her towards him, and noticed with a smile that the chill of the fridge, along with her lust had caused her nipples to swell and they looked as though they begged him for attention. Kali stood before him, flushed with excitement, her breath almost heaving now, and began to pull his shirt over his head. She kissed him from his collar-bone down his chest and along his stomach. He took her breasts in his hands and began to rub and tug her swollen nipples. She moaned, and he felt her body begin to shake. "Did you like my little surprise?" Kali said, her voice practically breathless. Before Evan responded her lips began to tease his cock through the fabric of his pants. He let out a gasp and a sigh and she felt a small bit of pre-cum spreading through the fabric. "Oh god, yes, " Evan growled. He began to knead on her breasts harder and moaned almost silently with relief. He released his hold as she slid his pants down to his ankles and quickly began to remove his shoes and socks. Without thought, Evan stepped out of his pants and watched as his pretty wife began to kiss her way up his legs and finally took his hard cock into her mouth. She began to suck hungrily, and moved her tongue around in circles. As her lips slid down his length, he moved her hair gently out of his way so he could watch every second. She moaned almost constantly, sending little vibrations throughout his body and causing every nerve to send shockwaves to his brain. Kali moved her mouth quickly, and she grabbed his hips in order to move him with her strokes. Soon Evan couldn't help himself and began to fuck her mouth with long, quick strokes. He knew he had to keep control of himself; there was so much of her that he wanted. Kali gradually slowed her motions down knowing how sensitive he would get. She wanted him inside of her so badly. Once her lips slid off of him for the last time she finally noticed her own state. Horny wasn't even close to what she was feeling. It was almost animal in nature, something she couldn't describe with words. She realized she was so wet that she could feel the dampness on her thighs. She could not hold out any longer. "Oh please, " she moaned. "Please Evan, take me. Take me however you want!" More than happy to oblige, Evan helped her up and took her hand and led her into the bedroom. She was panting hard by now, and her body was so flushed it seemed to glow. He laid her gently on the bed and began to nibble lightly on her nipples. She moaned loudly, almost insistently. "Oh Evan, please!" He smiled down at her, knowing that if he teased her long enough he could satisfy her enough to cause her to sleep almost immediately after. He knew that Kali was more than capable of multiple orgasms, and he would make this a night to remember for all of the teasing she gave him earlier. He kissed the side of her neck, working his way down her breasts and stomach. She squirmed under him, her hands clutching the comforter under which she lay. She began to arch her back under him as he worked his way down to her thighs. Her toes curled and she began to moan loudly and consistently as he started to kiss her inner thighs, tasting her lust. "Mmm, you do want me badly don't you, " he teased her. He kissed and lightly licked the inside of her thighs being sure to come close, but not actually touch her aching pussy. Kali began to move her hips unconsciously and again called out; "Evan, please take me, I need you!" Evan moved back up and kissed her mouth hard. Kali grasped his hard cock and started to guide him in. With one deep thrust he was inside her, fully engulfed by her warmth and her wetness. Both husband and wife moaned with pleasure and Evan began to set the pace. Kali's hips thrusts evenly with his and she wrapped her legs around his upper back letting him that much further inside. He held onto the headboard and fucked her hard and fast. He knew neither of them could last much longer, and he was determined to get as much of her as he pleased. She moaned and called his name, running her hands and fingernails along his shoulders and back. Kali loved it when he took her like this. They both worked as if every stroke was their last and finally she couldn't hold back anymore. "Oh God, oh God, Evan I'm cumming!" Kali squealed as she felt all of her senses gather up and explode. Her muscles twitched and pulsed around Evan's cock, and he felt as if her pussy had suddenly turned into a vibrator. He felt her hot juices encircle him, and between the vibrations around his cock and the sudden hot flow he couldn't contain himself any longer. "Yes, oh yes", he murmured. He thrust deeply into her, filling her tightness with all of his life. As he came and throbbed inside of her, Kali began to cum once again around him. There was no time for words. She arched her back and squeezed all of her muscles around him as she let out a near silent scream. As she finished, she used her muscles to milk every last drop out of him, occasionally moving her hips back and forth to give him a bit more friction to prolong his orgasm. They both relaxed and collapsed their full weight back onto the bed, Kali with her arms and legs still wrapped around him, and Evan with his head buried between Kali's head and shoulder. He kept his arms wrapped up behind her head, and they both lay in the afterglow together silently. Before long Kali turned her head and murmured into her husband's ear: "Happy anniversary, love. I love you so much. Thank you." She smiled at him and brushed a small section of his hair out of the way. "Happy anniversary to you too, sweetheart. I love you too, and thank you," He gazed down at his wife, Many thoughts ran through his head right then, but he soon forgot them as he slowly rolled off to her side. Kali moved her head to the crook of his neck and his shoulder, arms and legs still engulfing him and both soon fell into a deep sleep together. First Anniversary My first wedding anniversary. My loving wife told me she wanted to get me what I really wanted for this special day. I couldn't think of anything to tell her that I wanted so she promised to surprise me... I had been searching the web for the past few months looking for blowjob videos when I stumbled across cream pies. I had never heard of a cream pie and quickly found out that it was a cum filled pussy. I was hooked and hungry I searched every web site I could find for videos of cream pie eating. This fantasy of mine quickly took hold on my brain. My wife tying me to our bed and teasing me until I was ready to cum then straddle my cock and fuck me till I filled her pussy, then she would position into a sixty-nine forcing me to eat me own jizz while she sucked me off a second time. This fantasy of mine instantly got me hard every time, little did I know she would stumble across my internet searches for cream pies. The day of our anniversary came and I was excited for my surprise thinking it would be a tool for work or maybe even a tie, boy was I wrong! First we went to have dinner, then she blindfolded me in the parking lot and told me what was next was the surprise. She helped me into the car, she then drove us to the surprise destination and helped me out, and we went down some stairs and then entered a building where she took the blindfold off. I quickly realized that we were in our own apartment. She ordered me to go to the bedroom, strip naked and lay on the bed, she would be with me in a moment. I quickly complied. Soon she came in wearing crotchless panties and a bra with holes to expose the nipples. She proceeded to tie me to the bed and put a porn with a hot blowjob scene on the television. I lay there helpless as she copied every move on the television on me! When the scene on the television was sucking she sucked, when it was stroking she stroked. I was ordered not to take my eyes off the television. When she sensed that I was ready to blow she stopped and asked me about my internet searches for cream pies. I stumbled for an answer and told her I had no idea what she was talking about. Well, she knew different and slowly stroked my cock while telling me so. By now I was thinking about and harder than ever. She must have noticed because she talked more and more about me sucking her snatch clean after I jizzed in it tonight. Lying there tied up and helpless to do anything about got me hornier and hornier until I felt I was ready to blow. My wife sensed this too and straddled my throbbing cock. She slowly lowered herself onto my engorged member and rode me slowly while talking about eating her freshly fucked pussy. I opened my mouth to protest and she quickly gagged me with her tits, sticking her rock hard nipple in my mouth. I soon shot my load as she orgasmed around my dick. After her own orgasm subsided she pulled off my cock milking it for all the jizz she could. Then she proceeded to lower her hot, cum-filled snatch onto my face. She hovered inches above my mouth letting my cum leak out and drip onto my chin. Then she lowered her fresh fucked pussy to my mouth as she lowered her mouth to my still engorged member. I eagerly sucked and licked and lapped all of our combined juices from her cunt as she licked my cock clean. After making sure she was clean I concentrated on her clit working her to yet another orgasm. As she thrust her pussy onto my hungry mouth I could taste more of my cum as it leaked out of her depths. After this body shuddering orgasm subsided she untied me and told me to get onto all fours. My wife proceeded to put on a monstrous purple strap-on. I had never seen this before but yet it excited me to see my wife with such a huge cock. She poured some lube on my ass and her cock and began to rub the cock head of her purple monster against my virgin opening. Slowly she put pressure against my anus and slid her member into me. I could feel intense pressure and pain, which quickly subsided into the most intense pleasure of my life. Soon my wife was fucking my ass like a pro. I had my head buried deep in a pillow when I felt her slap my ass hard enough to make it sting then her hand reach around and grip my rock hard cock. She began to stroke me at the same tempo as her cock thrusting into my ass. Soon I had a body shaking orgasm that sent a fresh load of sperm all over our bed. I felt an empty void as her cock popped out of my ass. I love my wife and her wonderful anniversary present I can't wait to do it again though. First Anniversary I entered the dining room and I spotted a pair of your red silken panties draped across the back of kitchen chair. It was puzzling, you are so neat. When I grabbed for the delicious apparel it seemed to leap onto the floor leaving me staring quizzically. Taking two steps forward a flash of red darted just out of reach followed by the musical peal of your laughter from upstairs. A tiny red light aglow on the camera ball perched on top of the computer revealed the depth of your silly prank. I was being watched. The panties snaked up the staircase riding each riser like a flowing stream running in reverse. I could only laugh and follow the bait to the bed we have shared in wedded bliss. You lay across our bed staring at the another computer screen showing the living room and kitchen framed perfectly, grinning broadly pleased at your mischievous subterfuge. Then you tossed the wadded ball of thread connected to your sexy undergarment off to the side, languishing on the covers naked as the day of your birth, avoiding eye contact with me to keep from bursting into another fit of laughter. I smirked at you luxuriant pose, your ankles crossed, hands behind your head leaving your wrinkled nipples peering at the ceiling. The sight of your full breasts still takes my breath away: round, firm, with subtle pink nipples guiding your way. "Somebody sent me flowers and gifts for my anniversary..." She flashed that special smoldering grin that tugs at me, pulling into her swirling vortex to drown, happily, in her damp folds never to surface again. "It could have been me. I think it's our anniversary, isn't it?" "Hmm," was her measured response. I grabbed her ankles, one in each hand, and gently pulled her body down the bed, her arms and hair following in trail, a languid path of passion soaking through the covers permeating our bed with shared love and lust. Holding her ankles high above her prone figure, so sleek and graceful, I knelt slowly to tickle her smooth, freshly shaved puss. I inhaled deeply savoring the womanly scent of her, as I dabbed my outstretched tongue into her silken sex. She hissed with carnal delight when the tip of my tongue slapped at her clitoris standing tall between her puffy lips: lips swollen in anticipation of my advance, my attack. I threw a forearm over her slim belly to slow the bouncing of her narrow hips as she is wont to when I probe her slippery folds. Her fingers twisted my hair in her grip then nails dug at my scalp pulling my face into the passage that contains her physical love, to taste the sweet dewy drops of nectar she milked from her inner most depths. I sampled her nectar like a bee: collecting all she offered yet searching for continued riches between her silky smooth thighs. A high pitched squeal escaped from her mouth while she sucked her lips inside her mouth biting down to keep from screaming aloud. Early in our marriage we had to convince the landlord there were no crimes being committed in our bedroom save those of passionate savagery. She stared at us briefly, shook her head, and wandered down the hallway muttering about 'noisy damn newlyweds.' Finally, I corraled your fleshy nubbin in my lips sucking it inside my mouth so I can wrestle it with my tongue, which always sends you into a sexual spin. I could hardly contain your bucking hips as you tried to yank my lips from yours the sensation from my assault almost too great for you to bear. A tremble began in your ankles, now draped over my shoulder, overtaking your knees, and lodging in your firm ass cheeks nestled against my collar bone. First one bounce—you body jumping in pleasure—then another, your mouth open wide in the sexual panic of your climax, blue sheets of ultimate gratification filling your vision behind eyes screwed shut. "Jeez!" You puffed at your release with a greater tremble throughout your slender shape. God, I love to make you come! Your hands grasped at my face slick with your juices, pushing me from your over-stimulated puss. "Stop, stop, stop..." You begged me to let you land once again on earth, on our bed. Your sweet giggle, that wondrous sound of your delight filled my ears and my heart, bringing tears to my eyes in the knowledge that I have you as my bride 'to have and to hold.' You panted to fill your lungs once again, searching my eyes, before you pulled my face to yours to kiss me deeply. My nipple was enticed, raising up from my flesh, while your body shuddered one last time from your recent orgasm. I pressed my breasts to yours while your finger slipped between my legs to enter my body. I sighed as you cradle my damp mons in your delicate palm. "Happy, first anniversary," I whispered into her open mouth. * Dedicated to all courageous couples who fought for equal rights in marriage. First Anniversary Dedicated to my wife of one year. She sat on the couch reflecting on her first year. Their anniversary was almost upon them. She was still recovering from an injury that had kept her off her feet and out of the bedroom for several weeks. She clicked the channel changer to another mindless show on one of the many style channels. She thought to herself, "our one year anniversary and here I can't go out and we haven't had sex in almost a month. Are we losing our fire?" She looked at the fire place across the room from her which had been lit during many a time that they had passionately made love. She had to do something to inspire him. It was then that she decided to get up and look for some inspiration on his computer, the computer where he stashed all his downloaded porn. ****** He was sitting at work, on a weekend, wondering what his wife must be thinking. "Here Valentines Day has just passed and our anniversary is almost here and I am working on a weekend. She must think I have no desire for her at all. And with her injury, it makes it all the harder to think of a way to spice things up." He then made the decision to get out of work on this special day and to go pick up something very sexy for her to wear, something that would get her out of her slump. ****** "Honey, I'm home!" He came in the door from the garage with a gift bag from his favorite lingerie shop, imagining what she would look like in the sexy outfit he had bought her. "I'm up here babe." He smiled at the sound of her voice and his cock grew hard against the side of his jeans as he imagined her. He started to trod up the stairs to the living room and could feel the intense heat of the fire place. "Honey, I got you a.." he stopped short and held in his breath as his eyes were brought to his lovely wife. The swelling had finally started to go down, but the injury made him love her all the more. Her bright red hair was done like she was going out to a formal occasion and it appeared as though she had given herself a manicure, her candy red nails were long and shiny. She had one of the outfits on that she had bought and worn on their honeymoon. She knew how much he loved this one. He was so excited to see her that he shucked the bag onto the table and made his way to her. She smiled with that wonderful smile she always had when he first would come home. He loved her facial expressions; there was something cute, innocent, and sexy about them. It also made him chuckle, as he thought about how much more sexual experience she had than he did. Yet she still managed to look so innocent. "Surprise? You got me a surprise? Is that what you were going to say? Well, Surprise!" She stood up. She was also wearing her garter belt and the top made her large breasts swell out to look like to delicious grape fruits. Without even thinking, he was at her side and he buried his tongue deep into her mouth and they kissed passionately. She looked at her husband of a year, deep into his eyes after their embrace. "Use me." She said with a hint of eroticism in her voice. He knew that her injuries would prevent her from using her lower body much. He didn't want to hurt her, but he sure did want to have a good time. He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed down on them. She obeyed the motion by dropping to her knees so that her face was level with the crotch of his pants. She could see huge bulge that had formed along one of his thighs. She grabbed onto that bulge through his pants and squeezed it. She could feel it pulse in response to her touch. She looked up at him and blinked her long fake lashes. The heavy make up that she wore made her feel like a whore, a fancy whore. She squeezed his cock several more times and watched him close his eyes and groan. He knocked her hands away and quickly unzipped his pants and quickly undid the buckle and button that held his pants on. He pulled out his rock hard cock and balls. His penis was pulsing and pointing for the sky and it ached from the excitement. He stroked it for a moment and watched his wife's eyes blink in anticipation and then he took her by surprise by smacking her in the face with his heavy member. She yelped and smiled at the feeling of the heavy cock. After alternating smacking his cock on each side of her face and watching her smile in ecstasy, he then shoved it in her mouth. She reached up and grabbed it with both hands and started to bob back and forth on his cock. When he instinctively shoved it down in motion she choked and her mouth flew back off of it. His member was covered in saliva and strands of it connected the target of her mouth to the piston that had been moving back and forth through it. He grabbed it again and slapped it against both sides of her face. Her face was now wet with pre cum and saliva. She laughed while he continued to do this and then he shoved it back in her mouth. The rough motions made some of the juices drop down onto the tops of her bountiful breasts and made them glisten in the fire light. For several more minutes she alternated between jacking him off, sucking on the tip, and shoving deep into her mouth. Every few moments, she would look up at her husbands face and would see a mixture of pleasure, of him watching in interest, and of his eyes closed and rolling into the back of his head. She held his cock up and started to suck on his balls. She didn't do it all that often, and she knew she had to do it gently. He was entering a new dimension of pleasure. After sucking on each one she moved back and slapped his member against the tops of her breasts and looked up at him. He nodded at her, "I'm ready to cum. NO MORE! You succubus!" She knew that he liked a good hand job almost more than anything, and now that his cock was very wet, it would be easy to get him off. She jerked him back and forth with her hand and batted her big fake eye lashes. "I want to have my face drenched in cum. Drench my face, come on." He moaned but no amount of pleasure could get him to look away for this part. "Take it honey. Take it." She continued to jerk him about half a foot from her face and she turned her face down towards it and not away like so many bashful girls do right before the inevitable. When a girl is willing and excited for the moment like this, it becomes even better. He lurched and they both knew that the time had arrived. He watched as a strand shot out that head a thick glob on the front end and it flew high up and stretched from the back of her well done hair all the way to the bridge of her nose. She giggled and kept yanking his cock. And with each pulse another strand would fly out to both their delights. A second and third shot had maneuvered their way from her forehead and across her large fake eyelashes all the way down her bright red cheeks. Now she moved closer strands began to cover her mouth chin and lower face. "Cum on my face," She moaned. While moaning that the cum strands connected her parted lips. Several of the thicker globs leaked off of her face and landed on the tops of her breasts. Finally the pulsing stopped and she was drenched just like she wanted. She could hear the excitement by his fast breathing and she knew that their love life was far from dead. "Happy first anniversary dear." "Happy first anniversary to you too." He looked over to the bag that held lingerie that he had bought for her. "We will have to do this again some time. I did buy you something for the anniversary too you know. " They both laughed. "But hold on, paper is supposed to be a 1st anniversary gift." He ran up stairs. "What are you doing?" She asked while sitting there on her knees, not able to open her eyes fully. She then heard several snaps and saw several flashes and she smiled again. "Oh, I get it. Now you have your present from me." She smiled again as she heard him throw a towel her way after snapping the facial photos. First Anniversary My dear Marion, My darling. My love. As you receive this letter, I hope you find someplace private to read it my dear. Do you know what today is? It is the one-year anniversary of the day we first made love and what a glorious one year it has been. As I write this, my dear, I cannot but look forward to the next time I see you again - today evening at your house. I can picture you in a demure top, dark and tight - sticking to the curves of your wonderful body. You are wearing a short skirt just above your knees. How I have gazed on your body with lust through all these last few years. You caused my first ever hard-on. I was thirteen and it was at a soccer game against Kensingtons - the first game of the year. You had come to watch the match along with Kevin. Matt and I were both playing. At the end of the game, you came by and gave us both a hug. I smelt your perfume. You were wearing a t-shirt and shorts. That was the first time I observed the swell of your full breasts straining against a tight shirt. After that I kept glancing at your legs, your arms and your face the rest of the evening as we drove back home in your car. The next few years were sheer torture for me - to see you so often and to be so near you and not be able to make any moves on you. I fantasized about you daily, jacking off sometimes several times each day. You seemed so unattainable - a beautiful goddes, married and the mother of my best friend at that. Until last year when miraculously everything changed.... A weekend in heaven when Kevin and Matt travelled to LA for the football game and we managed to finally break the ice in our relatinship. I can still feel the sweetness of your lips from our first kiss together and the first time I came in you - it felt like so incredibly wonderful. The last 12 months have been sheer bliss for me. I feel so blessed to be able to suckle on those pink tipped nipples of yours and to kiss and lick your freckled breasts all over. And you know what I love best - it is to bury my head in between those smooth thighs of yours and make good use of my tongue. Your pussy looks so beautiful and it tastes so sweet. I love the feel of your body as it shudders from one climax to another as I eat you for hours together - and the sound of those soft throaty moans coming from your mouth. Marion - you are now my love slut. I feel like I own you now - completely and wholly. I have fucked you in every room in your house. We have made love on your lawn, in your car. I've felt and groped your body in your house while your husband and son were so closeby. We have exchanged kisses and shared caresses on so many occasions. Do you remember the time we went to see the Harry Potter movie together? We spent most of the movie snogging just like the movie characters did and my fingers were busy in and out of your pussy. I have felt your thighs up your skirt under the dinner table in your own home. We have gone to a few dance clubs together where I felt so proud and jealous of you at the same time knowing that men will be throwing glances at you all the time. I feel so proud to be your lover my darling one. I love making love to you in so many different ways and positions. My favorite is when you straddle me on your sofa and ride me gently while your breasts are placed so perfectly in front of my mouth waiting to be suckled one at a time and my two hands can grap and caress your round bottom. I enjoy showering with you and rubbing the soap suds all over your body and ever now and then bringing you to a climax with my fingers. There is so much more I want to do to you Marion. I want to take you to the prom next year as my date. I want to dirty dance with you in front of my school friends and Matt. I want to rip your dress apart and make passionate love to you in front of the whole school. I want to go along to Kevin's office with you and make fuck you for hours in his office while everyone watches. I want the world to know you are mine Marion - my wonderful slut and lover. Alas, some of this may remain only a fantasy. For now I look forward to today evening when my parents and I come over for dinner at your house. I know you'll look alluring and tempting as ever and that you'll be most discreet in your behaviour in my presence. Marion - for today evening you shall not wear a bra. I want your breasts free and ready for action. Also I do not want you to wear any panties. I will want instant access when the right moment arises. On today, our first anniversary, I shall fuck you in your home Marion. In the beginning I shall tease you with discreet caresses, touches and kisses. How I'll enjoy doing this with everyone else so nearby. We'll fuck in your kitchen. You shall sit at the edge of the center counter with your thighs wrapped about my hips. I shall kiss your lips, your chin, your throat and occasionally bend you backward in order to nibble on your breasts as I piston in and out of you. When I finish coming, you shall lick my cock dry. You will leave my semen as is dribbling down your legs - we shall hope nobody notices. My dear, we are only at the beginning of a long and sensuous relationship. Our journey of mutual pleasure has only just begun and I look forward to more quality time spent inside your wonderful pussy. Please be ready for tonight- o lady of my dreams. Happy first anniversary. Viz PS What I really would like to do is to dip you in a pool of your own juices and lick you from head to toe. Let me know how you can arrange this my sweet slut